NOVPUBChapter 170: Chapter 169: Evil Messenger
Chapter 170 -169: Evil Messenger
Jerry Wille awoke to find himself lying on a long bench, the room was still that luxurious parlor, everything seemed like a dream.
But as he sat up and saw five other people staring at him expressionlessly, he immediately remembered everything that had happened before he fell unconscious—this was no dream, something had been mixed into his tea, he had been set up by these people!
“What on earth have you done to me!?” Jerry felt a surge of indescribable panic gripping his heart, “Could it be that you too are followers of the Evil God?”
No one responded to him.
“Damn it, speak up!” He couldn’t help screaming, his hands touching his head, “Shandela, you’ve become just like them, haven’t you? Answer me!”
“It seems you’re not completely ignorant after all.” Ge Wei’s lips curled up slightly, “What are you afraid of? Afraid of becoming a seed, or that sort of monster that has only the lower half of its body left?”
“You actually understand what Aibuvich is doing, right.” Shandela sighed, “Relax, we haven’t done any modifications to your body… You just took a nap here, and then… you told us many secrets.”
Jerry was stunned. 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝔭𝖚𝖇.𝔠𝔬𝖒
“How did I tell you?”
“Through dream-talking, of course.” Chaoyang then spoke, “But I’ve heard that people don’t lie in their dreams.”
“Ridiculous!” He ensured there was no sewing on his head, then swiftly jumped off the bench and strode towards the door, “I’ve had enough! What interrogation, I think you’ve all gone mad… to drug a guest’s tea, this matter won’t just end like this, wait to be summoned by the lord!”
“If you just walk away like this… the news of the third son of Wille Shipping Company cooperating with the city guards will soon spread everywhere,” Chaoyang said unhurriedly.
Jerry’s footsteps halted abruptly!
He turned around, staring directly at Chaoyang, “What did you say?”
“You tipped off the city guards about Aibuvich being a member of the Heretical Cult, and you disclosed their plan—to rent a large passenger ship from a shipping company and hold an important event at sea…”
“You, you—” Jerry struggled but couldn’t utter a complete sentence.
Fear was clearly flickering in his eyes.
“You truly aren’t a cultist, and even your collusion with Aibuvich was under coercion. So why do you refuse to cooperate with the city guards’ investigation? There’s only one reason… you’re afraid of Aibuvich and the other cult members finding out,” Chaoyang pointed directly at the core of his fear, “You know their power is formidable; as long as you’re in Magnificent Castle for one day, you have to submit to them. The moment they know you’re the informant, you’re probably not far from death.”
“Of course, there’s another option for you, and that is to escape Magnificent Castle by ship, to the Old Continent, to find your family.” Shandela continued, “But naturally, all your assets left in Magnificent Castle would vanish, and that’s all the Wille family’s wealth. You give up everything, returning to your family like a drowned rat, your outcome probably won’t be good, right? I guess your two older brothers wouldn’t give you a chance to rise again.”
Jerry’s face was streaming with sweat, “Lady Shandela… how can you treat me this way…”
“That’s what I should be asking you!” Shandela suddenly raised her voice, her rebuke was like a tolling bell, “I saved your life, do you think just coming to the station and taking a walk is considered repayment? The cultists threaten not just your life and mine but the lives of millions of citizens in the entire city! You knew Aibuvich had already crossed that line, yet here you are, feigning ignorance in front of me. I didn’t immediately drag you out and hang you, that’s already incredibly merciful—cough, cough—”
As she said this, she showed a pained expression, covering her waist with her hand.
“Milady, your wound is bleeding, please return to the infirmary,” Woody said with concern.
“You even knew they would attack me, didn’t you?” Shandela looked at him.
“No! I didn’t know!” Jerry shook his head repeatedly, “They never promoted killing people, they just wanted to…”
He realized it was too late to correct himself mid-sentence.
“What were they just thinking?” Ge Wei did not let him off the hook.
Jerry Will closed his eyes in pain.
“Aibuvich struck you with a wine bottle, in his eyes, you’re no different from those subordinates he can manipulate at will. Don’t you want to be free of his control forever?” Ailuodi spoke now, her voice carrying a strange power, as if just listening could make one feel at ease and peaceful. “Besides, such a relationship won’t last forever. As the power of the Heretical Cult grows stronger, they will eventually turn you into a mindless believer as well because that’s the only way they can truly rest assured. Now you have a new choice… a choice that will give you true freedom, and that’s to help us completely eradicate the Heretical Cult! You’re a smart man; you should know what to choose.”
“Are these… all things I said in my dream?” It took a while before he slowly asked.
“That’s right, maybe you dream of breaking free, so that’s why you told us all this.”
Jerry took a deep breath and slumped. His expression was still filled with agony, but his defensiveness and rejection had lessened considerably.
It wasn’t until tens of seconds later that he spoke again.
“They… they just want to regain youth.”
“Regain youth? What do you mean?” Ge Wei pressed on.
“Those nobles… wealthy people… they lack nothing but time. And the power of that divinity… it can make them young again, as if they returned to the past.”
“Without a cost?”
“I… can’t tell, though the time is limited, but the effect is real.” Jerry gritted his teeth and murmured, “You know Mora, right? The sir in his sixties, after being bathed in the divine light emanating from the rose emblem, he returned to looking twenty-seven or twenty-eight… Not just his looks changed, even his desires returned, that night he bedded three prostitutes one after the other right in front of all of us… those who were part of the meeting went wild over it!”
The other five exchanged glances.
“I saw Sir Mora just last week.” Woody frowned, “He looked unchanged from before.”
“The effect lasts only one night… but I’ve heard that the divinity has a way to make this permanent, and the most important event mentioned by Aibuvich, is referring to this.”
“Now that Aibuvich is dead, the event should be canceled, right?” Chaoyang asked.
“No… actually, everything is still scheduled as planned, the Happy Goddess will dock this afternoon to refuel and water, and set sail tomorrow evening.” Jerry shook his head, “I’ve already received the full rent, and the crew arrangement is also settled.”
“Aibuvich isn’t the host?”
“No, he’s only in charge of logistical work, including contacting guests boarding the ship, renting the ship, and so on. Each event has a different host.”
“Who’s that person?” Shandela asked, her spirits lifted.
“I don’t know, I never board the ship during the events…” Jerry answered honestly, “Those involved call this person His Excellency the Divine Envoy, or Mr. X.”
Mr. X… in any world, this symbol represents the unknown. Chaoyang realized that this person was undoubtedly a big fish, and probably much bigger than Aibuvich.
Considering Aibuvich was already the head of the Heigang Company, this “His Excellency the Divine Envoy” could very likely be the source of all that was sinister in Magnificent Castle!
