Odyssey of the Blind God
Chapter 493 Helping Hand

"You guys cannot win against the government on your own because none of you Shelturion is strong. Even the government should have several alliances with physically stronger races or a heavy focus on hiring mercenaries to instruct slaves and protect the higher authorities.

But your problem is different. Don't you need funding and a place to hide from the government, rather than hiring mercenaries? You want to get your hands on origin humans to build an army but you are forced to trade with the Linaton because you lack resources and connections.

Basically, your rebellion has already failed!" Nial's harsh but true words rang through the messenger device straight into Great Wirliam's ears.

Great Wirliam's grasp around the messenger device tightened and his face flushed red but he didn't even possess the strength to destroy the messenger device in anger.

Nial heard some rustling noises from the messenger device but he ignored them.

He was rather relaxed by now because the turn of events was something that could help him and everyone else in the human race.

'It wouldn't be a bad idea to turn them into our allies…or at least, my allies…' Nial thought. He believed that he could easily exploit the rebel army of the Shelturion, using their bad deeds as a means to make them obey him.

They had to fix many things, which included returning the origin human slaves, compensating them for the mental and physical trauma they faced while being enslaved, and fixing the mess they had created with the Cultivation Drug.

That was only the most basic of Nial's demands without giving anything in return. He would just ignore the fact that the Shelturion had looked down upon the origin humans, and keep blackmailing them with the information he had collected in the hidden laboratory.

"Are you fine with that?" Nial asked while looking in the direction of the Royal Princess to assess if she had other plans. However, there was not much of a reaction from the High Elf. She merely nodded her head before she motioned him to go on.

'If you don't care, why do you look so excited?' Nial snickered in his mind as he turned his attention back to the messenger device.

[You…where did you get all that information from?!? Who are you???] Great Wirliam thundered while the sound of something getting pushed followed up.

"Calm down, buddy. I am just stating my opinion based on what I've heard, read, and visualized in the last few hours. The hidden laboratory might be fancy with its special traits and such but the mercenaries were weak and your slaves were basically unmoving meatshields.

They were cut down easily and had a lame defense. That being said, you invested a lot in the hidden laboratories in the hope that nobody would ever replace them while saving as much money on the guards as possible. If others would have invaded the hidden libratory, they wouldn't even be able to enter it without suffering a bunch of casualties. Unfortunately, I'm different…though still an Origin human, or whatever name you give humans born on Jundra, the Origin.

Either way, return the slaves, and start working on a way to remove the harmful substance of the Cultivation Drug from the body! And I don't want just the majority of the substance removed, but want it flushed out of every single cell of the addicts. Not even the slightest trace of the substance should be left!"

Nial felt that it was quite a hassle to converse with Great Wirliam, but he could somehow manage it. He was pretty sure that he was slowly getting through to the leader of the Shelturion's rebel army. Great Wirliam didn't say anything for a while and it looked almost as if he would leave the conversation hanging by abruptly ending the call.

However, there was no reason for Nial to feel any pressure. He had the upper hand in this situation, and he hadn't even hesitated to offer more than he was initially willing.

Unfortunately, the information written in all the files he read was more interesting than he wanted to acknowledge. There were so many types of potions and pills that the Shelturion Alchemists were already able to create that Nial began to wonder how it was possible for them to lack funding.

He was pretty sure that many races would throw fortunes at the rebel army the moment they were to reveal their capabilities as Alchemists. This was exactly what Nial wanted to make use of. From the looks of it, the rebel's Alchemists hadn't revealed their skills to the outside world yet.

The Shelturion were timid and very vigilant. Thus, they didn't want to be found out by their own government, which was more likely to happen once their creations would replace a way to the market.

It would be necessary to replace a trusted ally to make immediate use of the goods, without telling anyone where their goods came from, or to sell them by forwarding them further to others and forming a supply chain of sellers who would deliver it to the end user.

That way, the goods would be used up immediately, or they would only enter the market by going around ten or more corners.

[...What do you want?] Great Wirliam asked after a long time had passed. The Elves had finished organizing most files and compiling the necessary data, and Nial had used his range of perception to scan all files and 'look' through the data as well.

He had processed most information by now, and a creepy smile emerged on his face.

'Looks like I hit the bullseye…He took the bait!'

Great Wirliam's voice was not filled with anger anymore. On the contrary, it sounded like he was being more careful now. He could tell that the odds were against him, in all possible ways, at that.

Nial offered a helping hand instead of constantly threatening the Shelturion to follow his orders. This gave the leader of the rebel army enough reassurance to listen to what Nial had to say.

"If you guys want to increase your chances to win in the civil war against your own people, you need stronger people. I am that person or one of them.

If you don't believe my words, you should watch the recordings of the surveillance cameras in the hidden laboratory we've raided. By now they should work again because I removed the darkness cover. I have Elves by my side, so you guys could establish connections with them as well…that is if you act properly and please them enough to consider you as a worthy party to have business relations with. I am not their spokesperson soo…you will have to please them. As for any promises, I can just tell you that it would be better to please me rather than attack me.

To put it simply, that means…return the slaves as quickly as you can and fix the chaos you caused with the creation of the Cultivation Drug!" Nial said while repeating the last part once again in a much colder and sharper tone.

In fact, everything he just said was simply a repetition of what he had mentioned before if one were to exclude the talk about the Elves. He just mentioned them because Great Wirliam would take a look at the recordings of the surveillance cameras either way.

At that moment, the Royal Princess took a large stride forward to appear next to Nial. She leaned closer to the messenger device with a faint smile on her face before she threw in a comment as well, "Believe me, it's worth investing in him rather than making him your enemy!"

Because her race had already been mentioned and the surveillance cameras had gotten a good picture of her as well, Evalyne thought that she might as well help Nial a little bit more.

This should give her some brownie points and make Nial favor her and the Elven race more. Nial was thankful for her comment, just as expected. It made many things easier if you had someone with credentials backing you up!

"I'm redeeming as well…and I will do my best to help Nial as well!" Nightingale suddenly shouted as well. He swallowed his pride to say this out loud but he knew very well that Nial was a much better option to invest in than his brothers and sisters.

Their personalities were even worse than his, whether that was because of their upbringing, the surrounding environment, or just because their talent was higher than Nightingale's.

Meanwhile, Nial was rather tame. There were circumstances when he would lose his calm, which would result in feeling like an ant in front of a towering Titan, but other than that Nial was rather reasonable.

He could even be considered kind for not obliterating the rebel army by exposing the information he had collected. The Shelturion's government would reward him handsomely for his deeds, but that was not his plan nor purpose.

He was just using this threat as leverage to make sure that the rebels would become his people.

This would provide much more benefits and it would make things much easier for the origin humans, whether it was in the short or long term!

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