An NPC I’ve never seen before.
And her character model is so detailed and beautiful.
Sophie knew exactly how NPCs were named in 《Red Moon》.
Although Red Moon was a next-gen masterpiece that claimed every NPC could be interacted with, every chair could be sat on, and every plate could be stolen, there was still a hierarchy among them.
The vast majority of NPCs were like Raen—though they had their own stories, personalities, and names, they would only appear in the system log as Cultist Jailer A, B, or C.
Slightly higher-level NPCs would have their profession labeled in front of them to make it easier for players to identify them.
Examples like 【Blacksmith Raen】 or 【High-Rank Cultist Priest Raen】 were either town merchants or mini-bosses.
But just a name...
And with such a high-quality character model.
She was definitely an important character.
The sun pendant hanging around the girl's neck was undoubtedly a symbol of the Solar Cult, and a high-ranking one at that.
Why would the Solar Cult capture their own people?
Or were the cultists here not actually from the Solar Cult?
Named NPCs at least had their own personal storylines.
Regardless of whether this Solar Cult girl was a villain or not, a faction labeled as 'Cultists' by the system definitely wasn't full of good people.
I should trigger the plot first so I don't miss anything.
After a moment of thought, Sophie took out the five Dungeon Universal Keys from her inventory, tossed one into the cell, and immediately rode away on her wolf.
The key traced a graceful arc through the air and landed in front of Kaila.
Before Kaila could figure out what was happening, she heard a strange voice from in front of her.
It was a voice that sounded a bit like a child’s, but was heavily distorted.
“My name is Sophie. I’m in a hurry. See you later.”
The silver-haired girl riding the wolf vanished in a flash.
【Kaila’s Favorability +1】
She’s an NPC with a Favorability meter?
That’s heroine-level treatment. It’s a pity I don't have time to romance her right now, Sophie thought as she glanced at the log.
Meanwhile, the semi-transparent panel of the system log was scrolling upward at a terrifying speed.
【Log: [Cultist Jailer F]: “Who goes there?”】
【Log: [Cultist Jailer G]: “Stop right there!”】
【Log: [Cultist Jailer F]: “Don’t look! That is my fated wife! I’m going to the countryside with her to have fifty children!”】
【Log: [Cultist Jailer G]: “Bullshit! That’s my goddess! I’m going to have fifty-one with her!”】
【Log: [Cultist Jailer H] has joined the battle.】
【Log: [Cultist Jailer H]: “Fifty-two! Not one less! Anyone who tries to take her from me, I’ll rip out their guts and wrap them around their neck!”】
【Log: [Cultist Jailer G] is dead.】
【Log: [Cultist Jailer I] has entered the corridor.】
【Log: [Cultist Jailer I]: “The full moon is almost upon us. Why hasn’t the sacrifice been brought over yet?”】
【Log: [Cultist Jailer I]: “What are you... fifty-five! I’m going to have fifty-five children with her!”】
Do you all have a breeding fetish or is there a population crisis?
And all of them combined still want less than Jailer A; that guy wanted two hundred right off the bat.
Sophie sped through the corridor helplessly, while the sound of fighting and shouting echoed behind her.
The jailers ahead who tried to block her path would barely have time to raise their weapons before seeing her face. They would then swarm toward her, only to descend into infighting.
How should I put it...
Is my Charisma a bit too effective?
This has already moved beyond the level of 'speeding up favorability gains and social skills,' hasn't it?
So many people are killing each other just for me.
I truly am... a sinful woman.
Why am I feeling a bit of a secret thrill?
If I accidentally trigger a defeat CG...
Better not think about such unlucky things.
【Remaining Mount Time: 0:30】
BOOM—
The Lizard-Wolf crashed through the heavy doors.
“Too slow.”
The masked New Moon Bishop, Bennis, complained.
He stood in the center of the room, surrounded by twelve Mid-tier Cultists. On the ground was a giant magic circle drawn with silver sand and blood.
“Hurry up and bring the sacrifice.”
The full moon was about to rise.
The sacrificial ritual could not afford even the slightest mistake.
Especially since they had captured high-grade material from the Solar Cult and intended to sacrifice her to the Moon Goddess.
I really need to discipline these subordinates.
As soon as Bennis finished speaking, he sensed something was wrong.
That sound of the door opening...
Why was it so loud?
He looked toward the source of the noise and saw the Lizard-Wolf leaping through the air.
And on the back of the Lizard-Wolf was...
A goddess.
She was beautiful.
Silver hair cascaded over her shoulders, her fair skin was purer than any gemstone, and her amethyst-like eyes reflected ten thousand stars.
The Moon Goddess has descended.
She has come for me...
No!
Bennis bit the tip of his tongue, instantly snapping back to his senses.
Whether in scripture or legend, the Moon Goddess was always depicted as a young girl with black hair and purple eyes.
The silver-haired girl before him was certainly beautiful, but she was definitely not the Moon Goddess.
“Steady your minds!”
He slammed his scepter heavily onto the floor.
A flash of silver moonlight washed over his body, and he could feel the desire for the silver-haired girl within him rapidly vanish.
“As I thought, it’s the power of charm,” Bennis sneered. “To think you’d dare flaunt such trivial tricks before me.”
He looked at the wolf-riding girl who had already landed and ordered his subordinates.
“Kill her.”
“Kill him.”
The strange voice, sounding like a child intentionally deepening their tone, rang out at the same time.
Twelve streaks of crimson moonlight, like physical blades, tore through the air and slammed down with piercing shrieks.
They all flew straight toward Bennis.
“What?!”
Bennis turned pale with fright. He never imagined that the Mid-tier Cultists he had painstakingly trained would turn on him.
In a moment of life and death, he slammed his New Moon Scepter into the ground.
“Moonlight Shield!”
A hemispherical, silvery-white shield instantly rose around him.
BOOM—BOOM—
A series of continuous explosions echoed through the hall. The crimson moonlight hammered against the silver shield, triggering ripples of violent mana.
The powerful impact transmitted through the shield, numbing Bennis’s hands and making his chest heave as his blood surged.
Even though he was a Bishop, he was forced back step by step under the combined attack of these twelve people.
“What are you doing?!” Bennis stabilized himself and roared in anger, his voice laced with unbelievable shock.
“Old geezer, I’ve hated you for a long time. Don’t you dare try to stop me and the Goddess from having our twenty-fourth child.”
“Bastard! I’ll kill you first after we kill this old geezer. The Goddess is supposed to have twenty-five children with me!”
“Stop arguing! The Goddess is here to comfort us. Everyone gets to have thirty children with her...”
“Who are you calling 'everyone'? The Goddess came for me alone.”
Bennis: ?
Wind blades, fireballs, venom, and moonlight—all sorts of magic clashed. Most of it slammed into his shield, while a small portion was used for infighting.
“Crazy! You’re all crazy!”
Bennis looked at the twisted faces of the subordinates who were usually so respectful to him, his mind racing.
This was clearly wrong.
Could it be a mass charm? How is that possible?
As clergymen, they naturally possessed extremely high mental resistance.
What kind of Succubus Queen has descended upon the mortal realm?
But now was not the time for amazement. If he didn't cut off this mental control, he might actually die here today.
“In the name of the New Moon, cleanse the taints and dispel the illusions—Moon’s Purification!”
Ignoring the massive drain on his mana, Bennis held his scepter high. A phantom of a holy silver moon appeared above his head, then suddenly burst apart, turning into countless silvery-white specks of light that showered the surroundings, enveloping all twelve Mid-tier Cultists.
Hm? Moon’s Purification? Sophie was startled when she saw the log notification.
Accompanied by a sizzling sound, the light of desire in the cultists' eyes faded as quickly as snow under the sun.
Their movements came to a sudden halt. Their fanatical and distorted expressions turned into confusion, which then shifted into absolute terror.
When they realized what they had just done to the Bishop, all twelve of them looked horrified.
“Bishop! I’m so sorry!”
“We... what just happened to us?”
“Have mercy, Bishop! We were blinded by that witch!”
The cultists apologized profusely in their disheveled states.
Seeing his subordinates regain their senses, Bennis breathed a long sigh of relief, though the hand holding his scepter was still trembling slightly.
However, charm spells were always the most taxing on mental energy and mana. To cast a wide-area charm that could instantly control twelve mid-tier professionals, the caster must be in a weakened state from mana exhaustion now.
Bennis wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and cursed, “A bunch of useless trash! Now that you know you were manipulated, hurry up and take her down! The full moon is almost here; don’t delay the ritual any further!”
“Understood! Bishop!”
The newly recovered cultists scrambled up from the ground. They gripped their weapons, their hearts filled with the humiliation of being controlled.
They swore to tear that silver-haired witch into ten thousand pieces.
The twelve cultists turned around with murderous intent, looking toward the door in unison.
And then...
They saw Sophie again.
“Old geezer, I’ve hated you for a long time. Don’t you dare try to stop me and the Goddess from having our forty-eighth child.”
“Bastard! I’ll kill you first after we kill this old geezer. The Goddess is supposed to have fifty children with me!”
“Kill this old geezer!”
Deafening roars rang out again. Twelve people, twelve mana fluctuations even more violent than before, erupted simultaneously. They all turned their weapons around once more, locking onto the dazed Bennis.
“Motherf—! Who the hell cares how many children you want to have?!”
Bennis propped up his magic shield, his lips trembling uncontrollably.
What is going on?
Just what level of spell is this?
Why can't I feel any mana fluctuations at all?
Does she not even need to chant?
Even for wide-area magic, there should be a cooldown or at least some hand gestures, right?
If it weren't for the fact that my faith in the Moon Goddess was firm enough and that she had always protected me, would I have fallen for it too?
He gritted his teeth and directly raised his scepter, charging toward Sophie with his shield up.
The best way to defeat this kind of mental caster was to cut off the head of the snake.
Her physical body must be her weakest link.
Rate on N.U.
