Humph, if it weren't for the Pope stepping in at the critical moment, wouldn't you all be dead by now? Pah, just a bunch of refined egoists.
Whenever she thought of the Pope, Amelia would blush and her heart would race. That man must truly be my destined soulmate. But, the gap in our powers is so significant and I've even fallen to the Earth Tier level now, would he still be interested in me?
No, none of that matters. For a successful female lead, being attractive is the key attribute, to incite a man's innate primal desire. With my techniques learnt from over 100,300 dirty novels, I could make the Pope all mine...hehehe!
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Generally speaking, whenever the hottest mobile game releases a new loot box event, Li Wei would fall into a financial crisis, forcing him to take on illegal gigs to make money.
Anytime this happened, he would don a guise meant to endure the gruelling and dirty work, so as not to tarnish the Pope's reputation.
In a white top hat, white suit and white cape, wearing a blue shirt underneath and a red tie, with a mask plastered on his face, and a monocle perched on his nose, no one could recognize his true identity.
At the break of dawn, Li Wei would slip out of the house, changing the sign in front of the seafood shop to "Closed for Day" and then headed towards Yanan Town, many miles away.
Yanan Town was "primitive and simple", serving as a hideout for most of the outlaws in Shandong Province, hence the bustling black market.
With Li Wei on the top-tier magic tool - "Boots of the Journalist", won from a dragon, he journeyed as though flying with the wind. Before long, he arrived at the streets of Yanan Town.
The place was in ruins, with oily filth filling the gutter next to the broken neon signs on the sidewalk, complementing the colorful graffiti. The atmosphere gave off an apocalyptic Punk vibe.
Beforehand, Li Wei had notified some people on MagicNet, hence, not long after he knocked on the door of "Sandru's Butcher", the door opened, revealing a well-built man with a thick coat of hair.
"Kaitou Kid, long time no see."
"Likewise, Sandru, you've gotten more muscular in just a month."
After exchanging pleasantries and having a bowl of special cured meat porridge for breakfast, they got down to business.
Standing in front of the storage cabinet, Sandru ceremoniously rubbed his hands before pulling out a marble-like crest.
"Is this gig about imprinting the Griffin family crest onto the buttocks of Countess Oliver?" Li Wei sarcastically commented.
"Much as I enjoy a good royalty joke, I regret to inform you that this mission has nothing to do with any dirty business of the four major families," responded Sandru, lowering his voice indicating seriousness, "According to insider info, a special admissions team composed of imperial officials, church clergy, magic high school professors and various other members for the 1624 magic college entrance exam, will soon depart the imperial capital, destined for West Castle Town."
"Your mission is to infiltrate this special admissions team and steal the 'Proof of Holy Light' from one of the church personnel. This one I have is a sample."
The Proof of Holy Light was a magical crest that only a few high-ranking church officials had the ability to use, as it required high-level holy magic to operate.
Every student passing the magic college entrance exam would need to go through the church's review and receive this seal.
Simply put, one would need the Proof of Holy Light to issue a valid certificate for passing the magic college entrance exam to any citizen of the Empire.
Only those who passed the magic college entrance exam could join the Holy Light Church. Its followers not only had tax reductions, but also received subsidies from the church, funded by collection of even more taxes from the non-followers.
It's apparent why passing the magical high tests is of such immense importance in the Xi'an Empire—people care about it deeply, and that's not surprising.
And this makes the purpose of the mission to steal the Proof of Holy Light quite clear.
