The Paladin in the Abyss-Chapter 607 - 631 Spoils of War Disposal

Chapter 607: Chapter 631 Spoils of War Disposal Chapter 607: Chapter 631 Spoils of War Disposal “How can Kostcheqi find a way to locate us?” Lancelot approached the bonfire and helped skewer more dragon meat onto the grill, “Something like the spell we used to find that armor?”

“That would be the simplest method, but as long as ‘that battle loot’ stays in my half-plane, the Prince of Wrath can’t use magic to pinpoint its location,” Tijana picked up the cup before her and took a small sip of the red liquid inside, “But once they leave my half-plane, it becomes much harder to say. You wouldn’t want to face an Abyssal Lord dropping in from the sky all of a sudden, especially one known for having a bad temper, would you?”

“Can we just sell them off so we don’t have to worry about an angry former owner coming after us?” Bruto suggested, “That way we wouldn’t have to worry about it…”

“Sell merchandise that could lead to the customer’s death? Personally, I’m not fond of the idea, and maybe you Dwarves have a different take on this?” The Succubus Lord looked at Bruto sarcastically, “Besides, while Kostcheqi would most likely just kill the holder, who can guarantee he won’t find out where those things came from by some means? Just for the record, I can’t beat him…”

“But sister, don’t you have a lot of subordinates?” Little Isha couldn’t help but ask from the side, “Even if Kostcheqi is formidable, surely he can’t defeat an entire army by himself?”

“Let’s not talk about whether we can win or not, battles between Lords aren’t like that, my girl,” Tijana gently shook her head, “Tanari will only follow the strong. If you can’t defeat your enemy yourself, don’t expect your subordinates to lay down their lives for you. Loyalty may exist, but don’t count on it. In the end, it’s all about relying on yourself, especially for women like you and me.”

“I understand,” Little Isha nodded respectfully, her complexion seeming to pale a little.

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“What about Dain Frostbeard’s armor?” Lancelot immediately thought of another problem, “Since it’s going to be displayed in the Dwarves’ Craftsman Hall, the news will sooner or later spread to other parts of the Abyss…”

“The good news is, although the armor is of great significance to the Dwarf race, it is not in itself a particularly powerful magical item, at least Kostcheqi would never imagine it was what led to the downfall of his stronghold,” Tijana shrugged at Lancelot, “To tell the truth, I still find it hard to believe you managed to pull off such an outrageous feat… But it won’t be long before the entire Abyss hears about the melting of the Glacial Fortress, naturally, many will ask where the treasure inside went.”

“And if only Twin Bridges Town comes up with a relic…” Lancelot frowned as he spoke, “Then we don’t need to wait for Kostcheqi to escape, treasure hunters would constantly come knocking on our door…”

“Smart, which is why what I’m about to say involves how to deal with those magical pieces of equipment.”

The Succubus Lord raised her arm, took a silver hairpin from her coiled hair, and her unbound black hair cascaded down like a waterfall. She relaxedly tossed her hair back and languidly leaned into the chair back, as though it were her throne.

“I’m going to throw them away.”

“What?” The Dwarf exclaimed as he jumped up, “What did you just say? I disagree!”

“Bruto!” Lancelot hissed lowly, “Sit down!”

There was a special kind of magic in his voice, and the Dwarf felt as if a large bell had rung by his ear, instantly returning him to his senses.

“Please forgive me, my Lord,” Bruto immediately sat back down, “I was just… just…”

“It doesn’t matter. If I received a Gold Coin each time a Dwarf offended me, I would definitely be much richer than I am now.” Tijana gave a sidelong glance at the nearby Human Knight, clearly interested in the power in his voice a moment ago, “What about you? Do you also oppose my decision?”

“I can probably guess the reason for doing so,” Lancelot shrugged, “but the question is how much to throw and how to do it?”

“I will open a special Portal, one end of which will be completely random and constantly changing, although it is very likely still within the Abyssal Plane. The only restriction is that there are no living creatures within thirty feet.” The Succubus Lord frowned, tapping her fingers lightly on the wine glass, “I’ll take care of this shortly. As for how much to throw… We’ll keep the best of course, and toss out half of the rest. That should be enough to muddy the waters sufficiently. Additionally, none of you can play hero in front of Twin Bridges Town’s Dwarves anymore. I will claim that Dain Frostbeard’s armor appeared out of thin air in Twin Bridges Town, and then spread some rumors that it’s a miracle from Moradin or something.”

As the Succubus Lord finished speaking, everyone looked disappointed, of course except for a certain Human Knight. The most distressed seemed to be Bruto, who picked up his wine glass and took a big swallow to calm his emotions, then asked with difficulty:

“What about the ones we keep… What do we do with them?”

“Nothing at all.” The Succubus Lord snapped her fingers, and the liquid flew out of the wine bottle beside her, refilling the glass in her hand, “As long as Kostcheqi is alive, they will remain in my demiplane. Additionally, I will create a special room to block any detection or summoning magics. To be clear beforehand, without my permission, no one can enter that room, in case any of you cannot resist the temptation, or gets possessed in secret.”

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“No problem.”

Lancelot spoke up immediately. As the leader of the team and also the key person in seizing these spoils of war, his early endorsement made it difficult for his companions to say anything else.

“Good,” Tijana nodded, “As for the rest, it’s a bit simpler. To prevent hidden markings, all Gold Coins will be recast into bars, and the gemstones will be ground into powder to be sold as spellcasting materials. I’ll arrange all this. But to avoid attracting unnecessary attention, I can’t handle it too quickly, a maximum of one hundred thousand Gold Coins per month. Any problems?”

Everyone’s gaze turned towards Lancelot, as some questions had to be asked, but only he could do the asking.

“Actually, there is a small issue, no offense, but… ” Lancelot began evenly, “…how do we trust that you won’t take more than your share?”

“That question, well… I understand,” Tijana said, not looking at Lancelot but sweeping her gaze over the others, “but haven’t you forgotten? I have made the Styx Oath to take only my allotted thirty percent and not plot for any of the rest in any way. Focus and feel it for yourselves, you’ll realize the oath is still in effect, and as long as the spoils of war aren’t fully distributed, it will remain so.”

“I understand,” Lancelot nodded, “Let’s proceed in that manner.”

“Don’t hurry, I have one more thing,” Tijana set down her wine glass and turned to look at Kalalin, “I want to take away a particular piece of the spoils of war.”

“My Lord, what you desire is… ” A sense of foreboding suddenly surged in the Scholar’s heart.

“That Dark Scroll,” the Succubus Lord shrugged, “It is useful to me.”