"Well, Gedwin, he doesn't seem like someone who would do such a thing..."

Youlesa shivers as she hugs her chest, inexplicably feeling the room becoming colder even though she's alone.

"There must be something I've misunderstood. No, I must get this cleared up!"

She swiftly writes a letter to Irene inquiring, and finally receives a detailed explanatory reply.

After reading the contents, she finally exhales a long sigh of relief. Indeed, she was overthinking it.

"So it was under the guise of a duel to fund Irene? Haha, what an awkward way, Mr. Gedwin is kind of cute; since it's my misunderstanding, then it's okay. He really is a kind-hearted good person."

With this thought, she used her talent for loving gossip, and mentioned this incident while chatting with other City Lords.

"Gedwin used a duel as an excuse to fund Irene? And such a large amount of spiritual power? This guy can really do it!"

Rainbow Horn, the City Lord of Unihorn Dungeon, sighed after hearing this news from Youlesa. He then turned and passed the story on to Saint Gilel Zangsen, the leader of the Asta Alliance.

"Did Gedwin and Irene have a duel and then fund her spiritual power? I heard White Blood Dungeon seemed to have suffered a lot..."

Saint Gilel Zangsen passed the matter on to the well-known follower of the Holy Light Underground City Lord.

"That woman got beaten badly by Gedwin and then got money?"

The follower couldn't help but swallow, glancing at his own spiritual power reserves, which have been somewhat stretched. His brows furrowed deeply, as if hesitating a very significant decision.

Ultimately, he let out a heavy sigh and muttered to himself: "No, no matter how poor a person is, they can't be poor in spirit. Without dignity, one has nothing. Holy Light above, grant me the blessing to resist desires."

As if to cast this matter out of his mind, he turned and mentioned it while chatting with Panson, the City Lord of Giant Stone Dungeon.

"As long as they're women, they can get beaten for a reward!?"

Panson was shocked beyond measure, feeling his brother's image quickly changing. He anxiously shared the matter with several acquaintances.

One tells ten, ten tells a hundred.

Before long, in Red Teeth Dungeon, the lazily lounging Red Teeth received a letter from some unknown City Lord.

"Gedwin is hiring masochistic City Lords for him to brutally beat to vent his beastly desires...?"

Red Teeth stared without blinking for half an hour, feeling like he recognized every word, but suddenly couldn't understand them when they're put together.

"Is it true?"

Gedwin doesn't seem like someone who'd do such a monstrous thing, could someone be exaggerating it?

Red Teeth trusts his own judgment. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

He won't be swayed by mere external rumors about his impression of Gedwin!

Then a familiar colored letter appeared, gently like a feather, softly landing in front of him, seemingly harmless.

It was a letter from Sain Dungeon.

"Hiss!"

Seeing the letter made him instinctively retreat a bit, the flame at the tip of his tail flickered.

No, what am I afraid of!

Suddenly realizing, Red Teeth felt somewhat embarrassed. He looked around the empty room, swung his tail to catch and pull the letter over.

"Considering the timing, what is Gedwin writing about? Hiss, these old bones of mine can't handle a tussle with him, how should I refuse..."

However, upon opening and seeing the contents of the letter, his complex expressions vanished and he returned to seriousness.

"I see, those three dungeons have no suspicion for now."

Red Teeth was silent for a while before unexpectedly sighing in relief.

"I suppose this counts as good news."

He used his massive claws to grasp the quill, carefully like a gentleman, writing a reply to Sain Dungeon.

Not long after, in Sain Dungeon, within the City Lord's room.

A letter appeared on the altar.

"Such efficiency?"

Gong Qiying opened the letter, surprisingly not enclosed in a colored envelope, thinking perhaps Red Teeth had made some new discovery urgently writing to him, rushing to the point of forgetting to seal the letter, which was unlike his usual demeanor.

"What's written here?"

He cast his gaze onto the black and white text.

[Good morning Gedwin, I heard you're conducting an elegant activity regarding personal preference, recruiting volunteers. Although volunteers may have to pay a small price, they can receive substantial rewards, correct? Well, although my gender might not match your requirements, my body is very sturdy. If you're interested, perhaps you could consider me... Of course, I'm writing this letter only for the purpose of Dungeon exchanges and competition with you, don't overthink it, awaiting your good news]

[Follower of Holy Light Underground City]

"..."

Gong Qiying held the letter, as white as though soaked in Holy Light, and couldn't help but tilt his head.

"What on earth?"

The Holy Light's residue on the paper was reassuring, yet the written content was depressingly gloomy!