Multiversal Friendship System-Chapter 228 - 227: Are You Sure You’re Not Here to Trick Us?

"According to Teigu records, there are indeed ones that can manipulate space. However... a Teigu shouldn't be capable of such unrestricted use."

Najenda shook her head and said:

"You were transported directly from the base. If a space-manipulating Teigu could do that, the Empire wouldn't be troubled by Night Raid or the Revolutionary Army. They could simply teleport the leaders and eliminate them. Moreover..."

Her eyes revealed a hint of astonishment as she continued:

"Rejuvenation... the miracle that occurred within Jerok surpasses the capabilities of any Teigu. If a Teigu could achieve that, the first Emperor might still be alive today."

"Uh..." Mine was a bit confused. "Do gods really exist in this world?"

"Gods are from another world; didn't I just say that?"

Najenda firmly knocked Mine on the head:

"Listen carefully!"

"Geez, Boss, you're so stingy," Mine stuck out her tongue.

"You all should show some reverence."

Najenda adopted a serious expression:

"The fact that you were transported here proves the god's immense power.

Think about it: if he can teleport you, then teleporting ministers, the Emperor, or Revolutionary leaders should be easy.

With such abilities, he could kill anyone at will."

Najenda still harbored deep apprehension.

Human bodies are fragile; even Teigu users rely solely on their weapons.

Teleporting someone underground or into the deep sea would be fatal to any human.

"Najenda," Lubbock, who had been deep in thought, suddenly spoke, "Are you considering abandoning the Revolutionary Army to serve under the god?"

"Our ultimate goal is national peace and prosperity. If the god can easily achieve that, the Revolutionary Army would be unnecessary."

Najenda didn't answer directly but said:

"Let's see if the god can prove himself first."

She glanced at the gathered crowd and curiously asked:

"If I truly abandon the Revolutionary Army to follow the god, will you still follow me?"

"Of course!" Lubbock answered immediately. "I followed you from the Empire; the Revolutionary Army doesn't matter."

Bulat smiled and said, "If you, Boss, think it's okay, I naturally have no objections."

"As long as I can be with everyone, I'm happy," Sheele interjected.

"If Boss agrees..." Mine thought for a moment and said, "Working under a god doesn't sound bad."

The others responded similarly.

"You guys..." Najenda showed a helpless expression, "You really have no loyalty to the Revolutionary Army."

"That's normal," Mine said indifferently. "If the Empire truly improves, the Revolutionary Army's goal is achieved. If it doesn't disband then, someone obviously wants to become Emperor."

She spoke disdainfully:

"Who would serve such a person?"

"Well said."

Suddenly, a cold voice interrupted their conversation.

Startled, they looked toward the source.

Souta had unknowingly stood atop the steps, gazing down at them.

"Since everything is clear, let's begin."

Souta spoke in an emotionless tone:

"I dislike trouble.

I dislike waiting.

Therefore, I will help you suppress the Empire today."

Upon hearing this, Mine and the others suddenly felt nervous.

They had just been transported here and hadn't faced Souta directly, so they spoke freely.

Now, under his gaze, they felt like insects, overwhelmed by pressure.

Their doubts about the god diminished.

Souta glanced at Najenda, focusing on her eyepatch and mechanical arm.

"Since I'm recruiting, I'll give you a small gift."

As he spoke, a shocking scene unfolded.

Najenda's eyepatch and mechanical arm suddenly turned to ash and dispersed within the hall.

Everyone looked at her and saw that where her right arm had been, a smooth, human arm had appeared, no longer mechanical.

Najenda looked confused and instinctively moved her new right arm.

"My right hand...?"

She reached up to touch her right eye, shielding it from light, and slowly opened it.

After adjusting to the light, she murmured in astonishment:

"My right eye... I can see!?"

"Boss, are you okay?"

Bulat quickly approached to examine Najenda.

Seeing that her right arm and eye had been restored without other anomalies, he sighed in relief.

Then, his eyes widened in shock.

Not only him, but the other Night Raid members were equally stunned.

What kind of power was this?

Surely beyond any Teigu's capabilities?

Their astonishment didn't last long.

The voice of the Lord of Path of Peace brought them back to the god:

"My God, Minister Honest rarely leaves the palace, staying close to the Emperor. The palace is heavily guarded; if we go directly..."

"How can mortals obstruct my power?" Souta's gaze was cold, his tone indifferent:

"Today, all troubles will be resolved."

Below, Najenda and the others felt their hearts leap.

Were they really going to confront the minister now?

Could the greatest threat be eliminated so easily?

Everything felt surreal.

And... how would the god achieve it?

As they felt both anxious and expectant,

Souta clapped his hands lightly.

Clap—the crisp sound reached everyone's ears.

Najenda and the others looked at him in confusion, not understanding the gesture... Wait! Did the god just shrink a bit? Why did it feel like their eye levels matched?

At that moment, Mine suddenly exclaimed:

"Boss, our... our location has changed!"

"Hmm?" Najenda immediately looked around.

A palace even more magnificent than the previous audience hall came into view.

The style of the columns and scrolls had subtle differences.

Could this be... the Imperial Palace!?

Najenda was stunned.

"Hmm? Who are you?"

A voice from behind immediately drew everyone's attention.

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Akame and Bulat turned simultaneously, alert and searching for the source.

Ahead was a high platform with a luxurious throne.

Seated on the throne was a young boy wearing a crown, holding a golden scepter.

He was the one who had spoken.

Beside the boy stood a fat man, looking at them in surprise.

Najenda immediately recognized him as their primary Night Raid target—Minister Honest.

The god had transported them directly to the Imperial Palace's main hall!

"Oh no..."

Najenda's nerves instantly tensed, preparing for battle.

Because on the steps below the throne, she saw General Budo, still imposing despite his middle age.

At the foot of the steps, a woman was kneeling on the polished floor, receiving orders.

The woman had striking ice-blue hair, giving off an icy, frost-like impression that made the chill around her almost palpable. In her hand, she held a white military cap, likely removed as a gesture of etiquette when paying respects to the emperor.

Esdeath... Najenda's eye twitched violently.