When the plot-skips players into the game world

Even though he deliberately held back, Aiwass couldn't delay for too long.

On June 5th, Aiwass eventually took Isabel and Sherlock to the Iris Kingdom and stayed at the Vandome estate.

It wasn't that he didn't want to stall a bit longer, nor was it that he had softened upon seeing the Son of the Moon being relentlessly hunted by the Blood Celestial Marshal...

It's mainly because the Blood Celestial Marshal was killing too quickly; in less than five days, he had already cleaned house from top to bottom.

There wasn't even a project manager setting requirements for him, yet he voluntarily worked overtime, pulling four all-nighters to finish the job!

Unbelievable. When Aiwass heard the news, he almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Now, all the Sons of the Moon in Iris are either hiding in nooks and crannies, wasting time to find them, or have been discovered and killed by the Blood Celestial Marshal.

Their so-called ability to hide was utterly useless in front of their ancestor; and their immortality turned into white stone statues once their blood was drained. The strength of those Sons of the Moon—the "Blood Qi" they accumulated—became a rare nourishment, completely drained by the Blood Celestial Marshal.

...Aside from that, the Blood Celestial Marshal surprisingly did not commit any excessive acts.

Unlike the arrival of the Fallen Celestial Marshal, who ascended to power and pushed the entire country to the brink of collapse; nor like the Shadowy Celestial Marshal in another world line, who transformed the entire territory into their domain, adapting the Material Realm to suit themselves...

Even Aiwass couldn't help but feel curious—this guy might actually have some decent character.

No one knows what the Blood Celestial Marshal did afterward. After he finished most of the killing, he quietly disappeared into the crowd, impossible to find.

—Because the original summoners of the Blood Celestial Marshal were all dead, and he has severed ties with everyone now. No one knows where he went, or if he's secretly planning some major event.

Meanwhile, the Iris Flower has completely descended into power struggles and chaos.

People couldn't even care about the Blood Celestial Marshal suddenly vanishing… with so many Sons of the Moon killed by him, the entire political scene in Iris has drastically changed—

"The Iris Kingdom is in complete disarray."

Arsene sighed: "Even the Hawkeye Organization seems to be on the verge of splitting… They invited me back to observe their meeting not long ago. I really can't stand them anymore. Luckily, I left Hawkeye long ago, otherwise, my head would explode with anger."

"After all, it's essentially a gang composed of old ruffians, swindlers, bandits, thugs, human traffickers, and rapists."

Sherlock calmly and sharply commented: "Their average education level is about prenatal; the number of people they've killed might be more than the words they can spell—if you consider their own names to be words. I mean… I think, at least, on average, each of them must have killed someone."

"You might be underestimating them. I'm not talking about words, it's something else."

Arsene quipped: "You Avalonians are just too cultured. I'm uneducated, so I never beat around the bush when I insult people. For instance, I always thought their brains were soaked in pig filth, turning into bowels—since we were colleagues, I don't want to insult them too harshly. But this time it's just outrageous..."

"Let me guess..."

Isabel pondered before asking: "Is it that some people want to transition into a professional assassin organization, some want to go abroad to hunt Sons of the Moon, and some intend to mimic the Sons of the Moon to seize power?"

"And some want to extort protection fees from companies big and small across the country… haha."

Arsene sighed helplessly: "Even though the Blood Celestial Marshal hasn't been dealt with yet, they're already starting to split up. Without the Sons of the Moon, does the Hawkeye Organization even have any value? These cowards, who cancel assassination orders when faced with targets too strong to kill, have no chance of stepping onto the battlefield.

"Next door is the newly established New Heras Empire… I mean it, even if one of them says something like 'let's turn to Heras,' I wouldn't find it so hard to believe."

"That's not surprising."

Aiwass casually said: "After all, they don't even know that their leader is actually the Speaker—or rather, this could be the reason why the Speaker never revealed his true identity within the Hawkeye Organization."

He asked Arsene: "May I see the newspaper?"

"Sure, here it is."

Arsene patted the box next to him: "Prevention is better than cure… I collect the top five bestselling newspapers every day. Take your time to read. I've arranged them by date…"

"Tsk tsk, quite a spectacle."

Aiwass marveled, flipping through what seemed like a ledger: "The organizational structure of the Health Party was directly cut in half, leaving none of the upper middle class. It will probably be very difficult for them to recover afterward."

Even in other parties, many high-ranking leaders had their identities, long replaced by Sons of the Moon, exposed by the Blood Celestial Marshal, and they were suddenly killed.

In the Vandome and several other ducal families, particularly deeply hidden Sons of the Moon were discovered. The Old Dukes praised this greatly—it was never easy for them to catch internal traitors themselves.

Some families just lost four or five people, while others were nearly wiped out—except for the few minors who hadn't been converted in time, all the Sons of the Moon were killed by the Blood Celestial Marshal.