Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses

Within the divine domain of the Deity of Perpetual Creation.

"Six proven members and twenty five suspects, that is a low number for an organization that put a whole Citadel on a string."

MF skimmed the mountains of papers like a scanner. The only thing different about normal skimming and her way of skimming was just the fact that she properly read the whole thing at an extremely fast pace.

The divine domain had been expanded into 100 meters square, thanks to the crazy amount of MF's artificial divine energy that was stored within the four meter height lump of sakuradite. Even after the expansion, it still had a lot of energy left and MF had planned to use it for another thing after the anonymous meetings.

On a swivel chair near the mountain of stacked report papers, Ki could be seen spinning around with an expression of bliss. She noticed that her master had read a certain part so she stopped the swivel galore with a leftover dizziness that turned her head into a garden swing ride in an outdoor amusement park.

MF chuckled. "I see that you're liking that swivel chair, feel free to take it to your divine domain."

"My head feels dizzy and it's addicting. Anywho, have you read the one about the illegal business by the merchant group called the Seven Wind?"

"There is a singular M.A.D that is getting sent into Faranor Citadel down in the southeast, the organization behind Dorian Citadel might have stretched far wide there. It's amazing that you're able to fetch this much information. Fufufu, I'm proud of you."

"Huehuehue, want me to go to Faranor Citadel?"

"No need, let's focus on Dorian first as it's the current most active Citadel that is trying to peek at our ass."

Within some of the reports, there were numerous high tech artifacts and great quality mana cores being transported to Faranor Citadel, along with the possibly unlicensed Massive Augmented Destruction type of artifact.

It wasn't blatantly told as Ki didn't know what an M.A.D was, but looking at the exaggerated description about a big device with an otherworldly energy swirling within thousands of magic circuits, it was definitely an M.A.D.

The world is vast and Citadels were the blackheads of Neamh, they would randomly appear everywhere and mostly died when their foundations weren't strong enough to embrace the storm. There were actually numerous Calamities trying to invade Ouranos but most of the threats had already been dealt with, thanks to the Tarrasque Inchlings and the Cannon Variants of the tamed Calamities.

Ouranos Citadel hadn't dealt with large raids yet, and the current defense might not be enough. MF was chased by that realization and she needed to establish defensive personnel after introducing her sect to the citizens.

After reading all of the reports, MF slightly frowned. "Hmm, I'm afraid that the possibility of a hidden Rogue Citadel is not zero in this scenario."

"Rogue Citadel?"

"As the term implies, it was a Citadel built by a foul group that mostly consisted of criminals and bandits as their populace. As if the world is not messed up enough, these damned civilizations are also usually tied with the Dark Guild and Evil Cult the most."

"W-what happens if there is a Rogue Citadel?"

"Simple, a war might break out, and if they were smart enough, they might trick the other Citadel to fight among themselves or to deal with their threat." MF created a comfy chair for herself to sit on and leaned limply after she was done with the report. After freeing her tense neck left and right, she smirked. "Ouranos will not be brought up by any means but it can certainly be a way for our Citadel to be mapped by the association."

"Ooh! So the war might be good for us!"

"Fufufu, war has never been a good thing. Even when the goal is trying to uphold peace and justice, there will always be sacrifices and losses. Only the cruel, and brutally smart individuals are able to turn them into huge profits."

In the middle of the family friendly discussion, Ki felt a strange fluctuation of faith within her soul, as if it was expanding within and trying to burst. Ki didn't know what was happening and she was unsure of what to do.

"Oya? Looks like you'll get your new divinity soon."

"Really!?"

Ki let the energy overflow as it encapsulates her soul. Numerous runes manifested and swirled around her. It would be a cool and epic phenomenon if not only her swivel chair also started to spin and MF was in dilemma because of it. She didn't whether she should be awed for her vassal fruitful hard work or laugh uncontrollably because of how stupid it looks with Ki spun continuously as the minor ascension occured.

'Dammit! Why did it need to happen when she was in the swivel chair!?'

The vapor of Ki's curses began to increase in volume until the process was done and MF could see one new symbol of divinity inside her soul.

'Minor Deity of Periodists' was her new portfolio.

"Is it because of the constant writing and investigation? Interesting."

The runic formation disappeared and she was supposed to be conscious by now. As the swiveling motion stopped, Ki lifelessly stared to the ground.

'Wait, what happened?'

MF stood up and checked on her. There was a second wave of lumping curse substance without her and it seemed like Ki was having a problem on receiving the second divinity.

The energy began to form an uncontrollable pattern and it might destroy her soul if she didn't succeed. MF put her finger onto Ki's forehead and gave a portion of divine energy to overcome the tribulation.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRGHHH!"

The vassal deity began to show an extreme sign of excruciating pain. From the webbing of the blackening veins, the flowing black liquid that was pouring down from her mouth, and the continuous scream of anguish.

Worried, MF took 5% of the divine energy within the giant sakuradite crystal. Frowned, the Ouroboros tried her best to maintain the stability of her vassal.

"Don't give up!! Push your way forward to the path you've paved!"