Chapter 577: The Order of Man/The Traitor of Imperial Order

In the center of the gladiatorial arena.

"Rumir, we won! Thank you! You'll be able to leave here soon!"

The man called Rumir frowned, a flash of golden light flickering deep within his eyes.

He ignored the other slave gladiators beside him, instead sweeping his gaze around the surroundings as if searching for something.

"Rumir?"

A woman wearing coarse linen clothes gently patted his shoulder.

"What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

Rumir glanced at her indifferently, then, in an instant, shifted from that extremely haughty posture back to a gentle demeanor.

"It's nothing. The day after tomorrow is the final match, and I still don't know what kind of thing that noble lord will bring out."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief. For that brief moment just now, she suddenly felt the man who was usually as gentle as water had transformed into a completely different person.

But, it must have just been an illusion. After all, they were companions who had been captured from the same world and brought to this place to become slaves.

"It's okay, Rumir, we will always support you!"

"Mmm, I'm going to go take a bath first. Tonight, my treat, let's all have something good to eat."

He stepped down from the dueling platform and walked straight into a dark passageway.

Inside the passageway, his eyes completely turned pure gold.

The previous gentleness had also completely transformed into aloofness and arrogance.

"That's right, although it was only for a fleeting moment, I'm absolutely not mistaken. It was Sloth! That thief who stole the Order! The leader of the Imperial Sequence Organization, Zhu Xingshu! She must be here right now!"

Rumir? No, that's just a fake name.

He, is Mr. Order.

The one who collected all the Order Cards, a Train Conductor who entered the Wasteland a very long time ago.

"If that thief is here, that means those people from the Imperial Sequence Organization might be here too. Hmph, no rush."

Mr. Order let out a scornful, light chuckle.

"After I've experienced this bout of ordinariness and reclaimed more of my power, then I'll go find her and kill her."

"But, this era is truly interesting. Have all those old things that survived from before come crawling out of their hidden worlds one by one?"

He looked at his system interface, where several messages had been sent to him, and casually closed the light screen.

"Everything must exist for Order. This era now is so chaotic. New rules need to be reconstructed. Their growth speed needs to be slowed down."

He muttered to himself in a low voice, but his gaze fell on a slave gladiator who happened to be passing by not far away.

"Rumir? What reconstructing new rules? Are you planning a rebellion? That won't work, we can't beat those Train Conductors."

"Uh, Rumir, your eyes look a bit scary, don't look at me like that."

Squelch.

A head flew high into the air.

An extremely tiny, minute golden speck of light flew out from the headless corpse.

Mr. Order caught the speck of light and tossed it into his mouth, then once again assumed that gentle posture.

"Everything is for the sake of Order. Only Order can allow more people to survive. This is a necessary sacrifice. You, were very valuable."

He walked out of the darkness.

The headless corpse on the ground and the head that was originally on its neck gradually withered and shriveled up, until they completely turned into a pile of dust and vanished without a trace. Along with it, the person's past existence was also completely erased at this moment.

"Order, above all else."

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Ye Qiyan was absolutely certain he hadn't seen wrong.

The Order Card had just lit up because of that slave gladiator named Rumir.

That was a phenomenon that occurred when the Order Card was being strongly attracted by a large number of its own kind.

And besides him, the one who possessed Order Cards was one and only one person.

Mr. Order.

That golden, dazzling man who chased Zhu Xingshu for eight blocks.

How did he become a native gladiator?

What kind of new form of entertainment was this?

Real-life role-playing?

Ye Qiyan thoughtfully spun the 【Sloth】 card he held in his hand, but then just gave a wry smile.

"Hmm... Anyway, the one who should be worried is Zhu Xingshu. Why should I think so much about it? Lisette, Eve, let's go. There's nothing interesting to see here. Let's go somewhere else."

There were still many places for entertainment within this city-state. By the way, let's also see if there are any special dolls to buy on behalf of that Grand Judge, Zhao Xi.

After all, it was something I promised.

【Beep beep——】

After spending most of the day having fun, Ye Qiyan was lying in a fantastical ocean hot spring created by magic, resting, when the sound coming to his ears made him lazily open his eyes.

Glancing at the name of the message sender, he raised an eyebrow and opened the private chat interface.

The person who sent the message was Zhong Mojing.

Back at the Sea Kite Island station.

This 【elderly man】 of Abukado, a guy who could switch his Self between old age and prime adulthood, had been coerced by him using Menrojina's 【Karma】, becoming his inside man within the Abukado organization.

Of course, up until now, the two hadn't been in contact, mainly because he hadn't really encountered many people from Abukado. It wouldn't be too late to get information from him when he actually did.

He truly never expected this guy to take the initiative to contact him.

Zhong Mojing: 【"Mr. Altos, you and the Emperor's Order you belong to are planning to make a move against Miranda City, right?"】

The moment he saw this sentence, Ye Qiyan snapped out of his lazy state and returned to his usual demeanor.

How did he know about this?

Was he trying to fish for information from him? Or was it...

After a moment of consideration, Ye Qiyan tapped on the light screen to respond:

【"Miranda City? One of the original 12 cities? Is something going to happen there?"】

【"You, don't know?"】

【"The one who should be answering questions is you, not me."】

【"Yes... Mr. Altos, based on information we obtained from one person in your organization, the Emperor's Order is going to launch an attack on Miranda City in a few days. This news has already reached the ears of Miranda City's City Lord.

I'm afraid it won't be long before he publicizes this matter. When that happens, your organization's operation will become quite troublesome. That City Lord Tengo, who loves chaos, will definitely alter Miranda City's time flow rate, change its world's essence, transform it into a Station World, and seal off all spatial access.

If, the people of your organization are truly in Miranda City, please have them leave as soon as possible."】

【"Who was it?"】

【"Holmes Laine. He seems to have suffered very serious injuries, even carrying an aura of death. He probably died once and used some resurrection-type item to come back to life, but he lost a lot of his power. Even the number of Card Sequences he possesses has become much fewer than before.

He sought out members of our organization, wanting to obtain help, offering intelligence on the Imperial Sequence Organization as the price for the transaction."】