A somber, dark atmosphere still hung over Shulburn.
The pale sky hung high above everyone's heads, but the light could not penetrate the thick black clouds and fall on the earth.
Only a dim light peeked through the streetlights on both sides of the road, like lights in a forest.
In the dim light, they weave through the gaps in the lamplight.
The shadows of passersby stretched out unusually long and deep under the slanted lamplight.
The artificial light of candles illuminated Shulbong, a city considered a divine city.
Although it's called a city, it's actually an enormous circular wall, with towering stone walls enveloping the entire city of Shulburn.
Visitors from all over the world gather in Shulbong, including many merchants.
These merchants even brought their companions to build houses and open shops in vacant lots.
Today, the entire map of Shulbong has not even undergone any deliberate repairs by the Kingdom's government.
However, thanks to the joint efforts of people from all walks of life, it has already begun to take shape and is gradually becoming prosperous.
After all, everyone needs to make money.
In such a high-traffic area, securing a good location means a huge business opportunity.
Even small businesses can generate substantial profits from a large customer flow.
Especially those wealthy businessmen who sensed the business opportunity early on and have already occupied prime locations,
They had even hired several mages to prepare the raw materials, and at the selected location, they used magic to build the structures instantly, causing several buildings to rise from the ground.
Not only did it ensure the accommodation needs of tourists from all over the world, but it also fully demonstrated the monk's abilities:
They only need to glance at the construction area a couple of times to quickly build skyscrapers using their magic.
They wielded great power and enjoyed generous treatment.
Of course, these vendors didn't just occupy prime locations randomly.
In name only, Shulbon remains part of the kingdom's territory.
Money is something you merchants can earn, but land isn't something you can get for free.
Furthermore, the houses built here must not be demolished when the merchants leave, and will ultimately be disposed of by the Kingdom's government.
Although merchants can make money, they must pay rent to the kingdom for the land they occupy.
Despite these restrictions, many merchants are still willing to come to Shulbourne in search of wealth.
There's no way around it, the foot traffic here is just too huge, and business opportunities are everywhere.
At this time, the shopping street that runs through the entire city of Shulbourne was packed with travelers selecting goods.
The crowds were bustling and coming and going in an endless stream.
Three months have passed since the divine descent, and in that short time, Shulburn has almost transformed into a unique tourist city.
The entire business chain is ready and complete.
Even those who set out unprepared will find nothing lacking in this city.
Of course, the prerequisite is that you have money.
At this moment, Viktor strolled leisurely down the bustling street, hands in his pockets, occasionally letting out a yawn.
But because of his undisguised manner, no passerby would give him a second glance.
It was as if no one saw the famous Victor walking down this street.
This is because Viktor activated a special item—
Hades' invisibility helmet
This helmet, like other divine artifacts, belongs to Hades and possesses the ability to grant invisibility.
Given his current infamy, the helmet has finally come in handy.
Soon, Viktor weaved through the opposing crowd and trod across the rocky road.
His trench coat fluttered in the wind, and then he turned and entered a slightly dark and deserted alley.
Immediately afterwards, a jet-black one-eyed raven flapped its wings and swooped down from the sky, then silently disappeared into the darkness.
It stood on a rock protruding from one of the windows, retracting its wings to its sides.
Although there was no one in front of him, Vega still tilted his head back, cleared his throat, and began to speak:
"What's going on? Didn't you say you'd be back last night?"
"Why are you only arriving now?"
Vega seemed a little angry; it knew Victor had just returned from his hometown in Braxton.
After all, this guy definitely needs to go back in order to get some clues about the Goddess of Nature from Old Man Rivera.
Then, Viktor, whose face looked slightly haggard but remained indifferent, slowly opened his mouth, his voice trembling slightly:
"I took care of some things."
Vega keenly noticed the unusual quality in Viktor's voice.
His usually strong and steady voice seemed weaker today, which was puzzling.
Seeing the other person's state, Vega blinked, feeling somewhat confused, and directly asked:
"What's wrong, Viktor? You sound a little weak."
Upon hearing this question, Viktor frowned, revealing a hint of displeasure.
He could tolerate being called a villain or a dog of an evil god.
But there's one thing he absolutely cannot tolerate: being called weak.
Almost instinctively, Viktor coldly retorted.
"Keep your beak shut, or I'll tear it apart."
Vega was startled by Victor's sudden sternness and shrank back on the rock.
Immediately afterwards, he retorted with equally cursing and swearing:
"Pah, you wretched Victor."
"I'm just showing you concern, don't you even know how to be grateful?"
However, seeing that Viktor wasn't in a good mood, it simply retorted casually and didn't say anything more.
But it still maintained a self-righteous and proud demeanor, puffing out its chest as it spoke to Victor:
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