Super Righteous Player
Chapter 91 - 90 To me... it doesn’t really matter_1

Chapter 91: Chapter 90 To me... it doesn’t really matter_1

With Salvatore helping to watch over Alvin’s corpse, Annan could rest assured and loot the place.

Whether it was Alvin’s money, jewels, or other valuable items, he could take them all away.

Of course, the manor itself could still be left for Alvin’s grandson. As for the furniture and such, he had no intention of moving it...

He had stayed in the dining room without leaving, solely to prevent the body from disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Annan at least needed to transport it safely into the city, to have the officers of Roth Fort who obeyed the old Alvin come and see for themselves. They had to confirm that their former master was indeed dead.

If the Church of Rot knew that the old Alvin had died, they would definitely try to hijack or steal the corpse.

After all, it was living evidence.

Of course, if after Annan achieved his goal the body was taken away by them, it didn’t matter.

——Because the body itself was actually of no particular use to Annan.

According to Salvatore’s analysis, it could be used to denounce the Church of Rot, which might curry favor with the royal family. Once it became concrete evidence that fratricidal killings were underway, the royal family, wary of public opinion, would have to stop the killings immediately... Whoever chose not to abandon their hatred first would become the prime suspect of being in cahoots with the Church of Rot.

But Annan knew that this was impossible.

Given Salvatore’s personality and character, he obviously hadn’t realized one thing...

To the King, suspicion of a person or a matter didn’t require evidence.

The Heath Tower of Black was not an entirely subordinate force to the kingdom; it merely had a certain degree of interest exchange with the kingdom’s top echelons due to its inability to move the Wizard’s Tower, thereby maintaining a cooperative stance between the two sides.

And the Black Tower, even with limited information, could sense that something was amiss with the succession war—it happened too suddenly, just didn’t seem normal... and they even accurately suspected the ritual of fratricidal killings itself, and even the King himself was aware of it.

If Henry VIII really wanted to capture the "Church of Rot," there would be plenty of ways to do so.

Why wait until the "intelligence department found personnel related to the Church of Rot" to confirm?

Just as Salvatore said, he thought the King should be aware of this—so wouldn’t the intelligence department’s professionals know better than Salvatore?

Did they not understand the importance of this matter?

So, why hasn’t anyone investigated thoroughly?

There was only one answer.

This matter was actually tacitly approved by Henry VIII.

He wasn’t "vaguely guessing" but knew the full plan from the start.

But he was still hesitant and indecisive. He wanted to carry out the ritual yet hoped someone would stop him... That’s why he had such a strange attitude.

However, whether he would reward or hate the person who stopped the matter was uncertain.

If "Tan Juan Geraint" really stopped it and cleanly dragged out the Church of Rot and drove them away, Annan was certain that Henry VIII would reward Tan Juan himself afterward; and his children would also have to immediately show friendliness to the Geraint family.

This was because of the Geraint family’s uniqueness.

The Earl Geraint as the head of intelligence represented the will of the King. The Geraint family stopping Henry VIII’s quest for immortality meant that even they did not want to see a monarch reigning forever... even if he was their master.

This indicated that the power in the King’s hands was not as firm and loyal as he imagined.

Such a "clever" King would immediately backtrack, pretending the matter never occurred, to preserve a good reputation for himself.

At this junction, anyone who dared to harm the Geraint family was opposing and attacking the King’s will... It meant they were not innocent victims framed by conspiracy but had wanted to attack their own siblings from the start to seize the throne.

——Although they indeed had that intention originally.

This was the special nature of politics.

Even if everyone knew something and was clear that others understood it as well... that is, the matter had become strong common knowledge. But if no one declared that they were aware, then people would still pretend that everyone was ignorant of the matter to maintain some kind of balance.

And the one who stepped forward to speak would stir up the whole situation, attracting everyone’s attention.

If Tan Juan Geraint really made such a decision, it meant that they had gained new political capital and could entirely re-enter the fray, taking new sides. For a long time to come, the King would not be able to attack or go against the Geraint family.

It was like re-acquiring and then re-selling the Geraint family’s influence...

Even the Eldest Princess they had previously supported would have to offer some benefits again. Otherwise, the Geraint family, having returned to a position of "justice," could completely and justifiably defect to other camps.

It would, in effect, reinvigorate the entire Geraint family.

But the problem was...

Annan was not the real Tan Juan Geraint.

He had never forgotten that he was just playing the role of Tan Juan Geraint.

——Or rather, he was playing the role of "Annan Winter, who was pretending to be Tan Juan Geraint."

And Annan Winter would not do such a thing.

Even Viscount Barber could recognize his identity, not to mention others.

Once Annan exposed the matters of the Rotting Husband Church, he would only expose himself for no good reason. After attracting people’s attention, the fact that he was impersonating Tan Juan Geraint would be immediately discovered.

After all, their appearances were nothing alike.

It was only that their ages, hair colors, and eye colors were somewhat similar...

Moreover, there was another consequence.

If the existence of the Rotting Husband Church was brought out into the open, the war of succession would immediately cease, and no one would be able to start conflicts again.

Which meant that those who had sacrificed themselves before had died in vain.

For example...

Tan Juan Geraint.

Annan had not forgotten that he had once promised to take revenge for Tan Juan... as the "price" for impersonating him.

Although there were no witnesses to this deal, nor any guarantor.

And although the deal was meaningless and even if Tan Juan was completely unaware of it and could change nothing even if he knew...

It didn’t matter to Annan.

A promise made was to be kept, and a task taken on was to be completed.

In his past life, that was always how he lived.

What he needed now was a chaotic environment.

Claus had to be killed. The betrayers of the Geraint family had to be killed. The third prince naturally had to be killed as well.

If it involved the King, then the King would be killed; if it involved a Bishop, then the Bishop would be killed.

And Annan believed he could do it.

The more chaotic the environment, the sharper the contradictions, the more filled with doubt and hatred people were towards each other... the more Annan’s innate talent, which allowed him to see through the hearts of others, would come into play.

"...I feel a bit excited," Annan murmured to himself.

The corners of Annan’s mouth lifted slightly.

He could clearly feel the joy, excitement, and exhilaration swelling within his heart.

...Perhaps, he had not wanted to lead a peaceful life before.

It was just that he disliked, even feared, what he had become at present. He understood himself too well, hence he worried he might inadvertently become something remarkable... in a negative sense.

But now, that problem could be resolved.

Intense thought. Fierce battles. Desperate survival.

—And then to triumph with wit and bravery.

This game... was simply too thrilling.

And far too friendly to him...

Annan enjoyed being more vile than the vilest. Deceiving those who deceive others, harming those who harm others, killing murderers, and taking the treasures of thieves. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth... he could reap simple pleasures without bearing any moral pressure.

Because it really was delightful. Just like what every player thinks when they are "acting heroically."

Yet his inner moral standards simultaneously constrained him...

He also enjoyed healing the wounded, helping the weak, punishing the wicked, and even saving the world.

Of course, he wanted to become a hero. He wanted the gratitude of others, just as every child imagines when they are young.

—Just like a player.

But fortunately, hurting others and helping them, fighting amongst themselves and saving the world, did not always come into conflict...

So that was double the pleasure.

"The wicked... I fancy the wicked," Annan whispered as he moved through the dimly lit corridor. A dark blue light flickered faintly in his eyes, like a wolf pup in the moonlight.

"Better to have more come at me. The more evil, the better; the more selfish, the better; the more insane, the better; the more twisted, the better..."

Just like what Annan had told the players before.

—Only because evil stands before you, are you all deemed just.

If all I kill are villains... then I am undoubtedly the embodiment of justice.

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