Chilled Cola Cat

Karl awoke to find himself shockingly reduced to a crippled Evil God confined within a bottle.
The Fischer family had inadvertently become his favored members, sharing a fate connected by blood throughout the generations.
They established a secret clan, infiltrated the state, manipulated wars, ascended the God Pantheon stairway, and fought for the honor and future of the family.
They were assassins lurking in the shadows, beloved scholars, esteemed priests, powerful dukes, and legends in heroic epics.
From budding to robust growth, steampunk evolved; the Spirit Realm descended through dreams; witches and ancient gods stepped forth, and people listened to the lost whispers at their ears.
They were both the creators and the enders of stories.
Generation after generation, in a continuous succession, they marched forward.
"Step over my corpse and go on," he said.

From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

A few days ago, Irene had already discerned through Listening for Malice that a merchant frequently visited the port was problematic.


When he respectfully greeted Lady Irene as he passed by her, his inner voice had already exposed the fact that he had been bought.


Such incidents were not uncommon; Nasir Town had always been probed by various family clans, and their most common tactic was to bribe some Nasir citizens to gather intelligence, create chaos, and spread rumors.


Naturally, the Fischer family had their countermeasures.


Dealing with the former town chief was an important test, and from then on, Chris and Archibald were responsible for eliminating those who needed to disappear.


And this merchant who frequented the port was their next target.


Under the pitch-black night, Chris and Archibald dragged the desperate man out after binding him, bringing him to the water's edge at the port.


Chapter 98 Pre-War