Gensokyo's Dimensional Black Shop

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"Where would you find such a nonsensical proverb?" came a disgruntled voice from the doorway.

It's not a portal connecting to the dimensional sea, but rather the door from the shop to Gensokyo.

Looking up, I saw a figure in heavy armor perfectly blocking all the light coming in from the shop entrance—thankfully, after the previous layout changes, several windows had been added to the walls around the shop, otherwise, we would probably have had to rely on the shop's lights for illumination.

"Old Master Hassan, what brings you here today?"

"I was on my way to teach the children when I overheard you saying that so-called proverb, so I came in to take a look." Hassan held up his hand to show the books in his arms, then looked at Sargeras, his gaze unconsciously becoming serious.

The strong...

I really want to stab him with a sword... Ugh, I really want to go to his bedside in the middle of the night and see what he looks like when he's asleep.

"..."

Sensing that the armored man's gaze seemed a bit off, Sargeras thought for a moment and decided to continue to give Bai Ye face and pretend he didn't see it... although the deeper reason was that he couldn't do anything to him if he didn't do this.

But what's with this feeling of having eyes constantly staring at me from behind? Is it just an illusion?

Not like ah.

"Manager Bai, from what you were saying just now, it seems you're planning to have this..."

“Sargeras”.

"Oh, so you're having Mr. Sargeras deal with some of his unruly subordinates?"

“That’s my suggestion, but ultimately it depends on his own decision. After all, to be honest, even if he forcefully demanded that a few guys in the legion commit suicide, those guys would probably do it happily, right?” As he spoke, Bai Ye looked at Sargeras with a questioning gaze.

"While it's not quite that extreme, the difference isn't huge. Apart from Kil'jaeden and Archimonde's few direct followers, most of the Legion members have a fragment of their souls in my hands." Sargeras chuckled twice. "If they're obedient, that's fine. But if they're disobedient, I can kill them with a single thought. Of course, those who have this honor are all above a certain level of strength, like those dreadlords who have openly pledged allegiance to the Legion but secretly have ambiguous relationships with the Old Gods and even the Void Lords. I don't really care about the loyalty of the smaller fry."

Ultimately, the members of the Burning Legion are all demons; this race can be said to have taken the concept of "survival of the fittest" to its extreme.

To thrive in the legion, you either need to have a big enough fist or be able to make the person with the big enough fist happy, that is, be able to play the role of a lackey. There is no other possibility. And as the one with the biggest fist in the entire legion, General Sa is fearless.

“Before passing the throne to my successor, I occasionally received tasks to help rulers deal with their disobedient subordinates. Do you need my help?” Hassan put away his book, and from somewhere he pulled out his greatsword, which he held in front of him.

"you……?"

"I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Hassan, and I'm an assassin."

“…I really didn’t see that coming.” Sargeras’s lips twitched.

Is it because he's been withdrawn for too long and can't keep up with the times, or is it because... he'd heard of assassins before, they were basically just assassins... but what kind of assassin would dress like this, like some kind of ghost?!

Where is your leather armor?

Where is your dagger?

Where are your night clothes?

"Well, although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I can still tell that what the old man said is probably true." Seeing Hassan and Sargeras begin to stare at each other in silence, Bai Ye weakly raised his hand to support the old man.

"Nonsense, I can tell whether you're lying or not." Sargeras rolled his eyes at White Night.

Sensing the confident gaze beneath Hassan's skull mask, Sargeras, though still finding the equipment unreliable, thought giving him a chance to try wasn't a bad idea... just to relieve some boredom.

“These are the people you need to deal with, mainly these three. I'm certain they've made contact with the Void. As for the rest, kill as many as you can. As for the lords not on this list, you can handle them as you see fit.” After bringing Hassan to the Legion's flagship, Sargeras used fel energy to conjure several figures in the air: “Any questions?”

If Bai Ye were here, he would be able to tell that the three people Sa Zong specifically named as certain to die were all notorious two-faced or even three-faced demons—the Dreadlords.

"Don't worry about me taking care of it." After memorizing those figures, Hassan nodded and replied in a deep voice.

Chapter 212 Wang Ha: "I'm setting off fireworks in the Twisted Nether."

Time: Several days after Sargeras gave the task to the armored man named Hassan.

After waiting for several days, the targets were still alive and kicking, so Sargeras naturally assumed that Hassan's operation had failed. Fortunately, the assassin still had the most basic professional ethics and did not reveal that his employer was the commander-in-chief of the Legion...

Of course, it's also possible that Hassan has already confessed, but the dreadlords have chosen to ignore it for the time being.

"Logically speaking, there should only be these two possibilities, but I just feel like something's not right?" Sargeras, who was idly spacing out in the room, turned to the side, opened the skylight, and came to the top of the warship.

Even though he has fallen, his essence remains that of a Titan. In fact, having mastered fel energy, he is even more powerful than before. Surviving in outer space without any tools is a basic skill for him.

Suddenly, his gaze fell upon a warship burning in the void in the distance.

Even today, Sargeras himself probably only has a rough idea of ​​how many demons there are in the Legion. It would be a joke to cram so many demons onto a single warship. So, a long, long time ago, the Legion built many warships that were a size smaller than the main ship to accommodate the demon minions that had nowhere else to go.

Sargeras only roughly knew the captains of the smaller warships. As for the others... if he had to personally handle everything, what use would he have such a large legion?

However, in any case, no warships should have been destroyed during this period.

"What's going on?" Back in his room, Sargeras had barely opened the door when he saw the Eredar warlock whom Kil'jaeden had promoted to be his new lieutenant after the twins' deaths…

Is her name Kelly Triss?

"Lord Kil'jaeden instructed me to inform you that U-571 has encountered an accident. We can't contact the captain on that ship through our communications system, and the observers have also discovered that the warship appears to be...burning?"

The Burning Legion's warships were burning, which didn't seem wrong, but Sargeras and Kelidis knew that this meant the complete annihilation of hundreds of millions of demon soldiers and more than ten lords on board. Demons could roam freely outside, but if they died in the Twisting Nether, they would truly lose everything.

After a moment's thought, Sargeras's lips twitched...

This number—isn't it the warship where those three dreadlords were located, which was one of the objectives I gave that guy named Hassan, and they had to die?

Has anyone been caught who did it?

“No, but…” Kelly hesitated for a moment, “before that warship completely lost contact, several high-ranking lords of nearby warships seemed to have heard a faint bell sound.”

"...The sound of bells?"

So, has that guy who calls himself an assassin become so arrogant that he has to ring a bell before killing someone?

I shouldn't have trusted that guy named Hassan in the first place. Even though he had the shopkeeper's guarantee, the shopkeeper is just a shopkeeper. If he were really omniscient and omnipotent, he might as well have paid a sufficient price and let him help clear the Twisted Void!

"Where are Kil'jaeden and Archimonde?"

“The two gentlemen are in the conference room now, waiting for you to come over.” Kelly Triss lowered her head even further.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but the explosion of a fully loaded warship is a significant event for the entire legion, yet Lord Sargeras seemed quite calm... as if he had known this would happen all along?

Thinking of this, Kelly shuddered and quickly erased the memory from her mind.

If she thinks about it any further, she's probably doomed.

"You're quite clever, aren't you?"

Although Kelly Triss only showed a fleeting reaction, who was General Sa? When he got serious, at such close range, not only would Kelly Triss's thoughts fluctuate so much, but even a slight change in her breathing frequency would not escape his notice.

"..." Oh no, oh no, oh no, it seems like I've already reached the end of my road?

Just like those two idiots who somehow angered Lord Kil'jaeden and then simply disappeared during their journey from the Outer Universe to Azeroth.

“I remember Kil’jaeden promoted you to lieutenant not long ago, right?” Sargeras asked suddenly after staring at Kel’Thuzad for a few seconds.

"……Yes."

"That's good. In that case, he probably won't have much of an objection if we change to someone else." Sargeras chuckled softly and walked towards the conference room.

Kelitis: "..."

……

If the legion's flagship were truly crammed with demons like the other secondary ships, it could probably hold tens of billions of demons without issue. However, in reality, it only carries a small number of laborers to ensure the warship's normal flight, plus elite demons who have approached or reached the lord level. This ensures that the legion can maintain its core combat power in case of unforeseen circumstances, while also providing the lords living on the flagship with relatively "good" living conditions...

For example, this conference room, which only the three leaders are qualified to use, is large enough for Kil'jaeden and Archimonde to stretch out their full forms.

After pushing open the door and going inside, before Kil'jaeden could even speak, Sargeras asked him for Kel'Thuzad, and Kil'jaeden was naturally the first to agree... In this situation, even if he disagreed, it wouldn't have mattered.

In fact, considering the news from Azeroth that "Sargeras had a child with a female orc while possessing the Guardian of Azeroth," Kil'jaeden was more concerned about whether to send Sargeras a few more female Eredar warlocks so he could have his fill of pleasure, rather than changing his lieutenant yet again...

Kil'jaeden?

"Huh?" Kil'jaeden snapped out of his daze upon hearing Sargeras's displeased voice, only to see Sargeras looking at him with an unhappy expression, while Archimonde had a look of schadenfreude on his face.

"I'm asking you a question. Do you have any thoughts on the destruction of U-571?" Sargeras frowned and repeated what he had just said.

“Um… I’ve already told Kil’jaeden everything I know on your way here. I can’t say anything else without seeing it in person,” Kil’jaeden replied, wiping the lava from his face.

"That's right. We happen to have nothing to do right now, so why don't we go take a look?"

"it is good……"

"Thump~~~~~"

A bell rang in the ears of the three men, interrupting the henchman Archimonde's words. Before the three leaders could say anything more, a sharp, shrill noise rang in their ears... It was the dying howl of a demon!

"Lord Sargeras, Lord Kil'jaeden, Lord Archimonde, just now, thirteen warships, numbered U-321, F-666, K-124... in total, exploded." Kel'Thuzad's voice, now that ownership had changed from Kil'jaeden to Sargeras, came through the half-open door.

“So brave!!!”

Three enormous bodies crashed through the ceiling and flew towards the last exploding warship.

Chapter 213 The First Meeting Between the White Night King and the White Night (King)

As a qualified assassin, Hassan would never have the habit of staying in the same spot to fight again after the assassination target has been dealt with, because of some random factors. That's a mistake only a newbie would make.

As a seasoned assassin, by the time Sargeras and his men arrived, all King Hassan left them with was a ruin and the corpses of demons who had died violent deaths—whether they were low-ranking soldiers or low, mid, and high-ranking lords on Sargeras's list or not.

"Find him, kill him, or turn him into a demon... you know what I mean?" Although he knew that Hassan, having completed all the tasks, had most likely returned to being his teacher, Sargeras kept this to himself. At least on the surface, he gave these orders to Kil'jaeden and Archimonde in a chilling tone.

"Yes."x2

The other two leaders, guessing that Sargeras was in a bad mood, readily agreed.

"...Kil'jaeden will handle this matter. It will take at most a hundred years. I want you to bring the guy who did this to me. Any questions?"

"No." Kil'jaeden hesitated and shook his head.

If there were any problems at this point, Sargeras, with his personality, could probably dismiss him without hesitation. Although he could live comfortably even without his status as one of the three giants, Archimonde, who had been fighting him for tens of thousands of years, would not let such an opportunity pass.

Hmm... Archimonde?

"Don't worry about him. It should be easy for you to multitask, keeping an eye on Azeroth while tracking down this troublemaker. As for Archimonde, I still have things for him to do in a while."

Kil'jaeden: "..."

On the other side, just as Sargeras had thought, after confirming that all the demons on the list had perished in those fireworks, Hassan didn't say anything more and directly used his own card to return to the dimensional shop.

Upon seeing him appear, Bai Ye, who was in a daze, asked, "Is everything resolved?"

“Based on the intelligence I’ve gathered these past few days, all the demons that appeared in the mission requirements have died in those explosions.” Hassan placed a piece of eerie green crystal on the counter: “Although one or two of these things may seem insignificant, it must be admitted that when there are many of them, the energy inside explodes together, and the power is still quite great.”

Name: Fel Crystal Essence

Type: High-energy polymer

"Attribute: Void"

Quality: Excellent

"Note: This is the product of the Burning Legion's professional demons removing all impurities from the fel energy. It contains high-purity fel energy that even demon lords cannot resist. The Legion typically uses it to power its warships."

"On another note, those demons are indeed very stupid, and the advantage of the legion's large and mixed structure is that I just casually gave my name and easily infiltrated all fourteen warships where the targets were located, and tampered with the crystals inside..." Old Master Hassan said with a hint of pride.

"...Weren't you going to assassinate someone?" Tampering with the fel crystal that powers the warship is the same as tampering with the nuclear reactor of a nuclear-powered submarine.

"It was an assassination. From the moment I made my move until I left, not a single demon ever saw my face, nor even heard my voice. Isn't that what makes a truly perfect assassination?"

"So this is your reason for blowing up my billions of demons?" Sargeras, who happened to come out of the door, heard Hassan's confession and instantly lost his temper. Under the strange gaze of Kelidis, who was still confused about what was going on, he pounced on Hassan, rolled around on the ground with him, and then straddled Hassan and grabbed his neck...

Despite possessing the immense strength to crush mountains into dust with a single pinch, Hassan remained completely unharmed amidst the Dimensional Shop's "meticulous" care for its customers. It was as if he were performing some kind of performance art.

“Even so, you must admit that my plan has been executed perfectly from beginning to end.” Having detached himself from the double-male persona bestowed upon him by Sargeras, the old man Hassan adjusted his armor and cloak, leaving Sargeras with a cool and aloof back view.

From an angle where no one could see, the old man's lips twitched slightly beneath his mask... What incredible strength!

"Hmph, I'll admit defeat if I come after you again!"

Sargeras snorted coldly, composed himself, and waved to the twins who were watching him from a distance with unknown intentions: "This girl named Kelitis is one of your kind, right? She knows some things she shouldn't know, so I'm giving her to you. Do with her as you see fit."

Kelitis: "???"

Wow, sir, you took me from Lord Kil'jaeden just to give me away as a gift to these two crazy women?

As Saloras and Orestes happily accepted her soul fragments, and at the same time, she herself somehow found herself in contact with the human man, Kelitis looked at Sargeras speechlessly, only to be met with his departing back.

"Oh dear~ Looks like you're useless now?"

"At least that's true for Lord Sargeras."

"So, what do you plan to do with this gift, Master?"

"Why don't we just kill him? That would be simpler."