12dz Chapter 110: This Is the Holy See’s Greatest Trust in You—Do Your Best, Lin Wei!
Chapter 110: This Is the Holy See’s Greatest Trust in You—Do Your Best, Lin Wei!
Chapter 110: This Is the Holy See’s Greatest Trust in You—Do Your Best, Lin Wei!
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“Ah… finally, it’s done.”
Evening.
Imperial Capital Magic Academy.
Eight thousand vials of potion, arranged in flawless rows, gleamed beneath the amber dusk. Lin Wei collapsed into his chair, staring up at the ceiling, utterly drained.
“This kind of high-intensity work really takes it out of you,” he muttered.
Ever since he’d relinquished the Demon Lord’s throne, it felt as though he’d shed his Demon God’s Divinity and returned fully to being human.
His level hadn’t changed—he could still unleash world-shaking power at will.
But it was like losing an external organ; things that once came effortlessly now left him washed out and weary.And this exhaustion, he told himself, had absolutely nothing to do with that six-hour “battle” with Veya.
“So what am I supposed to do about security now?”
All eight thousand potions sat on the storage racks, their quality unmistakable—liquid crystal-clear, color perfect, every stopper sealed tight.
Lin Wei propped his chin on his palm, deep in thought as he surveyed the impressive display.
After the repeated attacks on the Imperial Capital Magic Academy, who could truly trust this place anymore? Especially with the mole still at large—leaving the potions here was like asking a mouse to guard a granary. Perhaps even worse.
Then again, maybe this was the perfect opportunity to catch the traitor.
“I have a few clues about how the transport route was leaked, but I still can’t pinpoint exactly when they struck…”
“Is the mole hiding within the Holy See itself? Or are they right here in the Academy? Or perhaps, if they’re truly brazen, sitting in the Alchemy Department itself?”
It was like Schrödinger’s cat—until the box was opened, every possibility remained alive.
If he used this batch of potions as bait…
Would the enemy really be foolish enough to fall for such an obvious trap?
“I can’t decide if I should go through with it or not.”
Knock, knock, knock.
Just as Lin Wei was weighing his options, a knock echoed through the Alchemy Department—the magical barrier had already been lifted for the evening.
“Who…? Oh, Miss Clerk?”
Lin Wei looked up to see none other than Rennie, the secretary he’d dealt with not long ago.
Her attire was unchanged: the immaculate, pure white uniform of the Holy See.
But tonight, something was different. A sharp, discerning glint flickered in her eyes—a gaze as cold and aloof as a mountaintop glacier.
She approached with her trademark poise and professionalism, scrutinizing him with every step. There was no trace of hostility or contempt—instead, her gaze brimmed with an intense, unmistakable curiosity.
Honestly, why did her mood seem different every time she visited?
No wonder she was the personal aide to that useless Pope. She’d probably absorbed his quirks by osmosis.
“Sorry… I got a bit distracted.”
“Hello, Adventurer Lin Wei.”
Rennie seemed to realize she’d been lost in thought as well. She drew a quiet breath, quickly regaining her composure, and offered a polite apology.
Her expression shifted seamlessly into professional mode—cool, emotionless, as precise as a well-oiled machine.
“I’m here to deliver a letter from Miss Veya.”
“Thank you, Miss Rennie. Honestly, I feel a little bad making you play messenger every single time.”
Lin Wei rubbed his hands together sheepishly as he accepted the envelope and began to read.
The contents were much as he’d expected: with Veya’s personal endorsement and request, the Holy See was entrusting him with full responsibility for resource procurement for the foreseeable future.
Anything he needed was to be relayed through Miss Rennie—no exceptions. Even if he required the assistance of the Holy See’s knights or clergy, the procedure would be the same.
It was honestly a relief. The so-called “useless Pope” might be lacking in other areas, but he certainly knew how to trust his people.
For that alone, Lin Wei decided, he deserved some credit—just this once.
“In addition, Her Holiness the Pope has a message for you.”
“Oh?”
Lin Wei glanced up, a flicker of curiosity lighting his eyes.
Miss Rennie handed over a newly compiled stack of documents.
“These are the current inventory records for the Holy See City’s warehouses, as well as the supply status of the surrounding towns.”
“By order of Her Holiness the Pope, as of today, all material reserves of the Holy See are now unconditionally at your disposal, Adventurer Lin Wei.”
“If you require anything, just say the word. I’ll have it delivered wherever you wish. All of this is to ensure our logistics reach the front lines smoothly.”
She admitted to feeling a touch of envy, but as secretary, she understood the Pope’s decision perfectly.
At present, all three of the Holy See’s Grand Commanders were deployed elsewhere, and the Archbishop had been in seclusion with injuries for two years, with no word.
With no one else to rely on, this Lin Wei—who on the surface seemed so ordinary: just lucky, good-looking, and a bit above average in ability—was, at the very least, trustworthy. And that made him the Pope’s only real option.
After all, on the day the nobles held the Holy See accountable for the evil god’s invasion, she herself had delivered Lin Wei’s letter to the Pope. She had no idea what was written inside, but whatever it was, it prompted the Pope to take a hard line and drive out the nobles. Lin Wei must have played a decisive role.
Given all that, granting him this level of authority was both a gesture of encouragement and recognition.
This was the highest trust the Pope could place in a subordinate.
“The right to freely allocate the Holy See’s resources—this is the first time such authority has ever been granted to an outsider.”
“This is the Holy See’s faith in you, and the Pope’s hope as well. So do your best to produce everything the Holy See needs, Adventurer Lin Wei.”
Rennie’s face remained cold and impassive, but her words were sincere.
She might envy him, might sometimes wish she could kick him back to Lotai—but for now, she held fast to the belief that he was the right choice.
But loyalty to Her Holiness and the Holy See—that was another matter entirely.
As long as he did his job well and supported Pope Selena, that was enough.
Even if I were to get “NTR’d,” I’d just put on the hat and carry on—giving you my all, no matter what.
“Ah… I get it. Still, your Pope really goes all out, huh?”
“They actually gave me full access to all the Holy See’s resources?”
As Rennie looked at him with a sincerity that bordered on tragic acceptance—like someone bravely enduring their NTR fate—Lin Wei scratched his head. He was touched, certainly, but in practice, it didn’t seem all that useful.
“But honestly, it’s a little late for that now.”
“Holy See resources and all… I don’t really need them anymore.”
“Hm?”
That caught Rennie off guard.
Was it because the Alchemy Department already had enough materials in stock?
“Supplies are tight everywhere, and the Academy’s own materials are limited,” she said. “I know you still have a lot of orders left to fill. If you’re short on ingredients, you can draw from the Holy See’s reserves as well.”
“We can’t expect you to abandon other commissions just to fulfill our orders.”
Seeing Lin Wei’s expression, she explained carefully, worried he hadn’t understood.
But then, realization dawned—she finally understood what he meant.
“If the Holy See is willing to cover the materials for the other orders, that’s even better,” Lin Wei said with a smile. “But before that, there’s something else I need your help with, Miss Secretary.”
“Could you send a squad of Holy See Knights to the Imperial Capital Magic Academy to help out?”
Lin Wei gestured toward the racks behind him, stacked high with over eight thousand completed amplification potions.
He spread his hands in a helpless shrug, explaining, “Everything’s ready, but the Academy isn’t exactly safe these days.”
“So I’d appreciate it if the Holy See could send someone to keep watch. Otherwise, if anything goes missing, we’ll have a real problem on our hands.”