Super Righteous Player
Chapter 64 - 63: The Plan of the Outlaw_1

Chapter 64: Chapter 63: The Plan of the Outlaw_1

Lin Yiyi was curled up like a cat in the narrow barrel, her eyes unblinkingly staring into the void.

Today, she had a very legitimate reason to be on the online forum.

Because this wasn’t slacking off, but gathering intelligence—they had previously agreed that if anyone were to leave the team, they’d need to upload any information they had in real-time to the forum, posting it in their own thread.

In this way, those players who temporarily couldn’t find any mission or investigative leads could double as armchair generals, hopping between threads to relay information to players in need at the speed of light.

And today, the forum was exceptionally popular—

Embroidered Ball: "@Jiu’er, did you guys enter the city? @One-One, @Delicious Goose, boss, what do we do? The Viscount suddenly ordered us to move Blackfire from the basement after receiving the messenger!"

One-One: "What?!"

Lin Yiyi was instantly shocked.

Embroidered Ball was the player who had somehow managed to infiltrate the Viscount’s mansion as a guard and had not been discovered yet.

Without waiting for Lin Yiyi to notify her companions, Delicious Goose, who opened the forum in a flash after being tagged, replied with a shocked contraction of his pupils:

Delicious Goose: "Where is the Blackfire placed? Do you have a layout diagram? Hurry up and take a photo and post it!"

Jiu’er: "We just entered the city over here. A gold-toothed bishop from Darry Garden warned the young master just now, telling him a bunch of nonsense about ’that’s not your hatred’ and asking him not to go to the Viscount’s mansion. Then, sure enough, someone from the Viscount’s mansion invited the young master over as a guest. But in the end, the young master agreed."

Jiu’er: ", look at this post @Embroidered Ball, this is what the young master just figured out. He says the Viscount plans to use one to consume another, and there will only be that perverted dentist in the Viscount’s mansion."

Yingdao Maga: "That’s called Bishop Daryl..."

Jiu’er: "Yes, a bishop named Daryl who’s quite round."

Embroidered Ball: "@Jiu’er@Jiu’er@Jiu’er, don’t come!! The Blackfire is placed outside the Viscount’s mansion!"

Embroidered Ball: "There’s a lot of Blackfire, it’s all taken out now! It’s connected all together, if it explodes, definitely no one will be able to get in or out!"

Embroidered Ball: Sketch map of the Viscount’s mansion covered in circles.jpg

Embroidered Ball: "I can only be sure about these places definitely having Blackfire, I can’t be certain about the other locations. Now, the Viscount has already run off, and we’re about to evacuate... After placing the Blackfire, we are to follow the Viscount to some manor in the countryside, leaving a few people high up, who after they all go inside, will ignite it with rockets!"

Delicious Goose: "@Jiu’er, quickly stop Tan Juan!"

"This bastard must be planning on burning Tan Juan and Gerald together!"

Delicious Goose blurted out.

"...Wait a second, I have an idea."

Suddenly, the child spoke up.

Lin Yiyi immediately clapped a hand over his mouth, her face full of worry: "Don’t rush, think through what you’re about to say first. One sentence at a time—don’t suddenly drop dead here..."

Because of the Curse Binding, even posting a carefree message on the forum could put the child in mortal danger, let alone discussing with them.

"...It’s just that, I’m feeling very suffocated."

The wandering child took a deep breath: "The feeling of not being able to help at all..."

"You should have made a decent contribution to the mission already. After all, you seem to have lured Gerald out ahead of schedule. Wait, hold that thought, think it through before speaking—"

Lin Yiyi slapped her hand over the child’s mouth again, then reassured him: "Just stay here, staying out of the way is the best help you can provide."

"If you happened to run into the doctor again, he might realize you’ve come to probe him intentionally. Your actions might actually cause trouble for Tan Juan."

"Know when to stop..."

The child grinned: "I don’t want to. What I hate the most are phrases like ’know when to stop’, ’play it safe’, ’drag it out’. When I could be going in, why should I wait here to die?

"And it’s not like I have nothing to do."

Pointing to himself, he revealed a bright smile: "What nonsense are you talking about—I still have my life, don’t I?"

"Let’s not play with such an old meme..."

Delicious Goose couldn’t help but retort.

But he quickly realized what the child meant.

"...Are you planning to ignite that Black Fire?"

"Well spotted, Goose!" the wandering child praised, "Quickly inform Jiu’er and ask Tan Juan to wait a bit... I’ll leave my armor and weapons here, take nothing with me, only my life into the fray—after that guy enters, I’ll ignite the Black Fire and then let the young master go over to reap the rewards—"

The wandering child stood up without any fear on his face, even seeming to shine brilliantly.

"This is what I call, making the last flicker of life count!"

Elsewhere, after hearing the plan relayed by Jiu’er, Annan pondered for a moment and immediately agreed, "Alright, but let’s make some modifications to the plan.

"The people who were previously lying in ambush within the city can take action now. First, capture those who are stationed up high and replace them with our own people.

"Then move some of the Black Fire to a more distant location—using The Lord Viscount’s name should suffice. Light it in advance of the plan starting to draw the guards away.

"—Of course, they can also leave some Black Fire behind. If there’s any left over, send some to The Lord Viscount himself."

Annan’s lips curled into a gentle smile directed at Jiu’er, "Just tell him... Sir, you seem to have forgotten something. Remember to be polite to The Lord Viscount."

"Yes, young master."

Jiu’er’s pupils brightened with excitement, her voice becoming all the softer, "I’ll deliver it to him personally~"

Annan immediately made repairs and optimizations to the players’ plan as if he had thought of them himself from the start.

And he indeed had.

He truly had thought of it from the very beginning, he just hadn’t said it out loud.

In Annan’s estimation, the intellect he now demonstrated was merely at the level of an ordinary young person, not overly exaggerated or ostentatious. After all, his colleagues could keep up with such a train of thought and pace.

Thus, he had set this standard as the common understanding for an average person.

Viscount Barber, Doctor Gerald, and the counterfeit Tan Juan Geraint... each one of the three parties wanted to eliminate the other two. Without a doubt, Annan was in the weakest position.

The Viscount had men, power, money, and time. All of Roth Fort was his territory, but up close, he had no ability to resist Gerald, making Gerald a more important enemy than Tan Juan—The only reason he didn’t continue to assassinate Tan Juan must be that he planned to use these two Transcendents to check or even kill Gerald.

If the Viscount realized there could be variables in his plan, he would certainly activate a more aggressive and effective plan to ensure it was foolproof.

With his age and military experience, Annan could infer that the Viscount surely knew the flaws of adding fuel to the fire tactic.

Whether it was "Tan Juan Geraint" or Gerald, both would be a lasting threat if allowed to escape. Therefore, the Viscount would surely strike decisively to finish it in one blow.

So, what did he have that could accomplish this?

Black Fire.

Coming from a battlefield background, Viscount Barber must understand where the essence of Justice lies.

Only proportional response could be relied upon as a reserve force.

Hence, by forcibly bringing twenty people inside, Annan was essentially forcing the Viscount to use Black Fire.

Not to kill "Tan Juan Geraint," but to kill Gerald after he defeated Tan Juan and gained over twenty powerful servants.

Based on information from Salvatore, as a Soul Reaping Wizard, Gerald didn’t have any reliable defense.

The more spectacular the hero, the more vulnerable they appear under the indiscriminate bombardment of a full-coverage AOE.

All Annan had to do was use the momentum, let the Viscount’s long-held punch land heavily on Gerald who just stepped in, clearly puzzled.

But Annan did not explain any of this to Salvatore. A little bit of cleverness might earn admiration, but too much can breed fear.

Let them exist as accidents, as coincidences.

Annan’s plans always appeared rough and reckless, almost mad. Yet, they would always end up working miraculously because of this or that ’coincidence’.

So they would continue to underestimate Annan, "Just a lucky madman."

But coincidences don’t last forever. If they keep happening, they’re not coincidences.

No one knows this better than Annan.

In this world, there are no people who are always lucky.

Those gamblers who trust only in their tricks and sleights.

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