"System, you must create a new format to earn achievent points for , so places doesn't have technology or social dia! You can't expect to live on like this in the future, right?"
The system didn't respond, but Hiro knew that it took his complaint in mind. The system would surely generate a new formula to earn achievent points, and Hiro was willing to wait.
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With the first person as an example, more and more servants and lackeys who were out to scout things out approached Hiro.
However, the volu of work was indeed very low because the only specialty drink was beyond the budget of the common folk.
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Hiro wasn't in a rush. The more traffic there was in the bar, the more mission briefings he could read and in turn, the more he learned about the situation in the stronghold.
Hiro made it a habit to write down the key points of each mission briefing, keep them in a small booklet, and spend a night's ti arranging the information before morizing it.
Sadly, all of them were small characters in the grand sche of things, and whatever information he gleaned from them wasn't useful for his future plans.
Also, even if he found sothing worthy of his attention, he couldn't trigger the mission because he wasn't allowed to take on more than one interpersonal mission at a ti.
Things continued on at this pace until a few days later when Hiro received the notification he'd been waiting for.
The easy interpersonal mission was completed and he earned himself 3 gems, which indicates that the lowly servant and the third young master of whichever family that was had finally t.
Standing behind the bar counter while looking through the dozen or so demons drinking and laughing, teasing the waitresses, and chatting away their worries.
Hiro wondered when and how that young master would approach him for that information.
Hiro sighed, he hadn't expected that a day would co when he had to plan so ticulously just to earn five achievent points.
Sothing like this was easily accomplished in the modern human world, and more than that.
For a mont, Hiro was tempted to go back to the Nexus Country to collect a harvest of achievent points.
While he was lost in thoughts, the door was pushed open as a host of rough and fierce humanoid demons walked in, separating the crowd.
Here it cos! Hiro's eyes shone with an expectant light. The mont the young man dressed in embroidered fashionable clothing stepped into the bar, Hiro activated his interpersonal missions.
As expected, a mission indicator appeared above the young man.
Eh? Hiro was stunned. That mission briefing sounds a little off…
It difficultly was set to normal, as for the mission briefing… It was to help the imposter confess his true feelings to the Third Mistress and be accepted by her?
Which third mistress? Hiro moved his line of sight behind the young man where a little maid was following on tiptoes, keeping the young man's coattail above the smudged ground.
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[Target: Paimon.
Mission difficulty: Hard.
Mission Briefing: When she was born, it just happened that the head of the family was out on an expedition. With a ruthless heart, her mother executed the midwife, the servants in the bedroom chambers, and all servants who entered the courtyard on that day.
Ever since then, she was disguised as the maid to a swapped baby, waiting in the shadows with her mother for an opportunity to usurp authority.
Help Third Mistress Paimon create an opportunity for her mother to act.]
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Hiro felt like killing soone. Everyone's mind was set on usurping authority; from the lowly servants to the lofty lords.
While he was cursing in his heart, Hiro heard a pleasant chi as the system notification popped up.
[Notice: In view of your circumstances, the system has created an alternate thod of earning achievent points through the dium of faith energy. When your devoted believers pray to the Unfathomable Throne sincerely, each prayer will constitute 1 achievent point.
Please keep in mind that corrosion, mind control, and solicitation attempts won't contribute to your achievent points.]
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Hiro didn't have the ti to enjoy this new feature because the young man was already standing in front of him.
"I want to buy information," said the young man who was disguised as the Third Young Master.
Of course, Hiro wouldn't expose him, but he still couldn't help but sneak a glance at the little maid behind him.
Their eyes t for the briefest of monts before she lowered her head, seemingly out of shyness.
Hiro didn't believe it but he didn't care either, responding to the young man by inviting him over into the back office.
The waitresses were already used to demons buying and selling information from their boss so they didn't act up, but they were still shocked inside because of this new patron's identity.
The lowly servant from earlier didn't follow them to the Passione Tavern as a counterasure, but the demons in the bar still didn't dare breathe too loose.
The young man and his maid entered the small office while the guards were left outside to guard the area.
Hiro didn't put on any airs and sat on his desk, leaning back while crossing his arms with a faint smile. "You should know my price."
The young man waved his hand, and the maid stepped out with a small box in her hand.
She opened it, revealing five shimring gold coins, the equivalent of 5,000 silver coins.
Hiro didn't need to check for their authenticity because the treasure-scanning system had already identified them.
It was worth ntioning that the silver and gold coins used by Asmir were products of so magical treasure, and they had the minute effect of tranquilizing the spirit.
Demons were irritable creatures by nature, and it would have been much more difficult to standardize a generic form of law and order without playing these little tricks.
It was such a pity that no matter how many coins Hiro scanned with his treasure-scanning feature, all of them would fall under the sa na and category in the system's database.
"How straightforward," Hiro praised and took the small box. Internationally or otherwise, the maid's fingertips brushed against Hiro's hand, but he didn't mind.
The maid's brows furrowed for a split second before she smoothed them over with a relaxed, borderline shy expression as she retreated.
Hiro moved to the other side of the desk, picked up a quill and paper, then started writing.
One of the recent expeditions was a preditated trap to send a specific item into the stronghold.
This item is a ticking ti bomb that will draw the gazes from the interested parties, potentially kicking up a war between the Demonic Strongholds with Lord Asmir as the eye of the storm.
It was the 4th general who accidentally discovered the plot, allowing unforeseen circumstances to expose the hint of a plot that almost caused Lord Asmir great losses.
Unfortunately, the danger lurks in the waters even at this mont, and it is unknown how many great figures are conspiring in the dark to strike once again, and this ti, with greater force.
…
Hiro rolled up the paper after blowing the ink dry, then tossed it over to the maid who was walking past the young man.
The maid acted quickly and moved her hands swiftly, catching the paper.
"Ah," Hiro slapped his forehead. "My hand slipped a little, but it's not a problem. Just make sure to burn the paper after reading its contents, this paper can't leave this room."
The young man froze for a mont, but he quickly reacted and said, "Read it for ."
The maid bowed and said, "As you wish, Third Young Master."
Hiro raised an eyebrow, but he didn't say anything.
It seems like these two didn't know about Asmir's laws and her grasp over cause and effect.
Once they spoke of that matter, they would imdiately arouse Asmir's suspicions.
Sigh, seems like their position in the family is pitifully low. No wonder the mission difficulty is determined to be hard.
The mission difficulty is based on Hiro's real-life attributes, not taking the {Synchronization} ability into account.
Hiro couldn't bear to see them committing to such a stupid mistake since they would surely implicate him.
As long as the words weren't spoken, with the help from the system, he could still conceal such little tricks from Asmir.
The mont she realized that sothing was off and began to act, those astute grandpas and grandmas would also notice.
"I say, your position in the family is really pitiful, Third Young Mistress," Hiro sighed and kneaded his forehead. "The mont you speak those words, Lord Asmir will imdiately notice you."
The young man froze, his hand subconsciously moving towards his weapon.
"Are you blind?!" He shouted defensively, wanting to defend his case, but the maid behind him stopped him.
"Enough!"
After reading the contents of the paper, she also knew that mouthing those words might get her head off her shoulders.
She didn't know why, but her instincts wouldn't lie to her. Furthermore, this young Shopkeeper sold such dangerous information for a re five gold coins.
She understood that his aim wasn't the transaction, but her identity.
She no longer wasted ti acting shy as she stepped out, her gaze cold and piercing as she asked, "What do you want?"
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