Chapter 117: Two Reverses! Misfortune Super Doubled!

Two Reverses! Misfortune Super Doubled!

Lucy Silva... Oppold Thaddeus...

If one had to point out a commonality, it would be that both are third-tier transcendents...

Is there any common ground in their misfortunes?

Ciel didn’t know Lucy very well; after all, they had only formally met once just now, and Ciel hadn’t peeked into her spiritual notebook.

As for Oppold, the short essay Avena left for her described his personality in detail.

Arrogant and domineering. Although he hadn’t committed major evil deeds, minor ones were constant. He also persistently pursued Avena, continuing to harass her with letters even after she explicitly expressed no interest.

Ciel hadn’t read much of Oppold’s spiritual notebook. Besides the rules, she only skimmed the beginning and roughly grasped his personality, which basically matched Avena’s description.

Such a child of heaven, born with a silver spoon, yet his misfortune rule was to make him live as a “pariah”... This completely contradicted his experiences and personality.

If others’ misfortune rules were also like Oppold’s, forcing them to live lives completely contrary to their usual selves, or lives they absolutely couldn’t accept...

Then why was her misfortune rule not to contact transcendents?

Clearly, her long-held thought was just to live a peaceful life. If it were to contradict her imagined life, shouldn’t the rule be that not contacting transcendents brings misfortune...

No.

Ciel suddenly remembered something.

Regarding thoughts about transcendence, she had indeed thought about it. Influenced by her subconscious, even she herself had almost forgotten the change in her own thoughts.

Her recent thoughts, starting from preparing to deal with the third-tier cultist Braque, had always been “quickly collect all first-tier paths, activate Old Days simulation, gain self-preservation ability”...

This point was even written in her notebook before the simulation, and her simulated self strictly followed the notebook’s instructions.

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The notebook even mentioned leaving Berren City if things got desperate.

Unsurprisingly, her simulated self would also prepare for the worst, planning to leave Berren City from the beginning, so she could leave as quickly as possible if things failed.

So that’s why she encountered misfortune even when leaving Berren City...

If that’s the case, it makes sense.

She just didn’t know how the information in her notebook was obtained, and why she was targeted.

And most importantly—what she recorded in her notebook was in Chinese, not Ansu script, nor any language of this world.

This feeling of being completely spied upon made Ciel feel a surge of heat. She clenched her fists, suppressing the urge to tear something apart.

Without the help of 【Calm Mind】, she probably would have already wanted to find a way to turn the entire city upside down to see what exactly was causing trouble.

Based on the patterns of her own and Oppold’s misfortune rules, Lucy’s misfortune rule was likely also the complete opposite of what she wanted to do.

Perhaps she didn’t want to stay at Deton Manor at all. Her purpose might be something else in Berren City. Even lending the sealed artifact to Ciel might not have been her true inner intention. Thanks for reading on ManaNovel!

It was just that, like Oppold, she also sensed something and was forced to make the “correct” choice...

Caw—

A crow’s cry interrupted Ciel’s thoughts. She looked up and saw a black raven on the rooftop, tilting its head and looking at Ciel, its round eyes seemingly full of curiosity.

Suddenly, Ciel’s vision was obscured by illusory blood. She could see translucent blood drops flying towards her face. An illusory version of herself slowly fell forward.

Misfortune... began.

Bang bang bang—!

Clang—!

A gunshot rang out from behind Ciel. A bullet pierced through the glass, heading straight for the back of Ciel’s head.

But Ciel was already prepared. A black shadow had already raised a black tower shield behind Ciel. The style of the tower shield was clearly copied from Oppold’s transcendent ability.

The bullet shot into the tower shield as if entering a non-Newtonian fluid mud pit, getting stuck in the center.

Ciel quickly turned around. Through the illusory black shadow, she saw several flashes of fire and gunshots inside the completely dark house behind her, accompanied by curses.

“Damn it, I ain’t gonna risk my life with you guys! Without Boss Solari, you still think you can sell this batch of arms to the North Ansu Brotherhood?!”

Thump—

The wooden door was kicked open. A man wearing a newsboy cap stumbled out, clutching his arm. He was clearly stunned upon seeing Ciel on the street.

He visibly made a motion as if to raise his gun, but seemed to think better of it, gritted his teeth, and took advantage of the night cover to run directly down the other side of the street.

Clock Tower Alley had no public lighting in the early morning hours. Relying only on the faint moonlight, faces were indistinguishable beyond ten meters. He clearly chose to flee directly to avoid trouble.

Arms... Blackwater Gang?

If it was the Blackwater Gang, the arms they mentioned, was it that batch...

Siege explosive barrels!

The next moment, a black shadow shot out from beside Ciel’s feet, darting towards the distance. Ciel’s figure gradually distorted.

In the instant Ciel’s vision was about to disappear, she saw a flash of illusory firelight.

Boom—!

Just as Ciel’s figure was replaced by the black shadow, the entire house in front of the shadow exploded violently.

The fierce explosion directly blew off the house’s roof. That house and several surrounding houses instantly turned into ruins engulfed in fire and smoke. Even the ground shook several times.

The originally quiet street gradually erupted into chaos. Cries and screams rose and fell. Ciel, not yet far away, only felt a wave of heat wash over her, followed by tidal waves of weeping and wailing whispers.

Those were the cries of people not yet killed by the blast, lamenting before death, now amplified a hundredfold, exploding in Ciel’s mind.

“Heh...” Ciel clutched her hair painfully, as if trying to use the pain of pulling her hair out to cover the desperate wails in her mind. She quickened her pace, rapidly running away from the explosion.

No... How could she run straight into a Blackwater Gang internal conflict?

-

After the semi-transcendent Thomas and Blackwater Gang leader Solari were killed by her, Ciel only asked Avena to help eliminate Solari’s nephew, Eian. Subsequently, her attention was completely drawn by the dehydration syndrome, and she paid no further attention to the Blackwater Gang matters.

In her view, the Blackwater Gang issue was perfectly resolved. Barring accidents, this gang should never have any connection with her again in this lifetime.

But Ciel never expected that after reaching rock bottom luck, this originally insignificant foreshadowing, buried for over a month, almost cost her life.

After gradually escaping the range of despair’s influence, Ciel’s mood sank.

Misfortune... didn’t stop after she intervened in the simulation, even though she arrived here with a new save file completely devoid of cause-and-effect relationships.

This meant she was constantly under surveillance by certain people or certain things.

This misfortune, if correlated with Ciel’s notes, should be a Level 2 misfortune, the kind that would cause minor injuries even if dodged using 【Precognitive Sight】 when she had no transcendent abilities.

If Nia, whom she hadn’t directly contacted, was excluded, she had already contacted three third-tier transcendents today. This didn’t match the intensity of the misfortune at all.

The real misfortune... was still waiting for her later.

Ciel gradually slowed her running pace, calming her slightly rapid breathing, warily observing her surroundings.

Where.

The next misfortune, in what form, how will it descend upon her?!

In a slum area, a misfortune that even a second-tier “Judicator” couldn’t resist...

Ciel abruptly looked up towards Clock Tower Alley not far away. The high tower top glowed faintly, as piercing as a lighthouse beacon in the dark night.

To avoid the wailing in her head, she had run back to the area closest to the Church of the Savior Goddess!

Surely she couldn’t be that unlucky...

Ciel immediately changed direction, ducked into a small alley, intending to take a long detour to leave Clock Tower Alley directly. But just then, a white light flashed abruptly before her eyes.

Damn!

Four black shadows instantly emerged from beneath Ciel, surrounding her in the narrow alley—front, back, left, and right. The next moment, a white light slashed towards Ciel’s back.

Ciel only felt a huge force push her forward from behind. After rolling several times on the ground, she managed to stabilize her form with the help of 【Dexterity】 and looked behind her.

Behind her, the black shadow holding the black flame tower shield had been sliced clean in half and was slowly dissipating. Not far from the black shadow, a familiar white shadow was rotating its wrist, its fist clenched, looking towards Ciel.

As if a light had been turned on in the alley, the entire dim alley flickered. Countless white shadows distorted into view from all directions—on window sills, rooftops, at the end of the road—watching Ciel.

It’s Hugh!

But why did she attack her directly?

Stabilize her first!

“Hugh! Is that you?” Ciel shouted. At this moment, she only hoped Hugh could hear her voice, completely disregarding whether other ordinary people might hear.

The shout had an effect. At least the white shadows made no further moves, as if the previous attack was just a test.

Tap, tap, tap...

Footsteps sounded from the end of the alley. Hugh, wearing magnificent white church robes and a faceless mask, walked slowly towards Ciel.

“Judicator’s Court, is it.” Hugh looked towards Ciel and spoke, her tone devoid of any fluctuation.

“You heard?” Ciel didn’t answer immediately, just stalled for time, her brain rapidly thinking of escape methods during these moments.

“Are you referring to starting from Oppold? If so, yes. I heard.” Hugh spoke calmly, answering Ciel’s question.

“Oppold Thaddeus is a person of key interest.”

“I’ve answered your question. Please answer mine.” Hugh looked towards Ciel and continued, “Are you from the Judicator’s Court.”

This was a lie detector question.

As soon as Ciel answered, her truthfulness would be immediately judged.

This question, Ciel could absolutely not answer under any circumstances.

Previously, Ciel had taken out the 【Echo of the Silver-White Timebinder】 to free up inventory space. The 【Radiance Bishop’s Token】 had remained inside, finally proving useful now.

“Hugh, have you forgotten who I am? Do you still remember this?” A silver-white light flashed. A letter and an emblem appeared in Ciel’s hand. “You gave this to me personally.”

A white shadow leaped down from the rooftop, landing before Ciel, reached out to take the letter and emblem, and stuffed them directly into its mouth.

The next moment, the white shadow beside Hugh reached into its abdomen, retrieved the envelope and emblem, and handed them to Hugh.

Hugh unfolded the envelope, scanned it, then stared at the emblem in her hand, examining it carefully.

It was her handwriting, the ink was also the church’s special ink, even the emblem...

The white shadow reached into its abdomen again, took out an emblem, and held it next to the one in Hugh’s hand.

Identical... Even the aura was exactly the same.

“...Hmm?” An irrepressible doubt rose in Hugh’s heart, making it impossible for her to remain calm.

Dehydration syndrome... This was clearly an incident she was fully responsible for, and it was resolved before it even happened. She hadn’t even had time to travel to Berren City... Where did this letter come from?

Even the spiritual imprint inside the emblem was identical. If both emblems were mixed together now and Hugh had to distinguish them, even she couldn’t tell which was real and which was fake.

Most crucially, the “Judicator” opposite her wasn’t lying.

Could she really be from the Judicator’s Court?

No, she hadn’t met everyone from the Judicator’s Court, but Hugh had a list and information on “Judicators” above second-tier. No one on it matched this body type and hair color.

And... the girl before her carried a repulsive aura. From her, Hugh couldn’t sense any reverence for the Savior Goddess—logically, people from the Judicator’s Court should have even more fervent faith.

Based on these points alone, Hugh couldn’t be convinced. The evidence the girl presented couldn’t clear the suspicion surrounding her.

She looked up towards Ciel and continued, “Please present your emblem, ‘Judicator’ Excellency.”

-

Hearing Hugh’s question, Ciel’s heart sank.

If she hadn’t conveniently impersonated the Judicator’s Court, perhaps she could have bluffed Hugh with the “Saintess” identity. But now it seemed she had walked right into the line of fire.

Perhaps because it involved the “Judicator’s Court,” Hugh showed an attitude that absolutely required proof of Ciel’s identity.

Truly down on her luck...

But Ciel genuinely didn’t have time to deal with Hugh now. She still had many things she wanted to investigate. She still wanted to wait until noon to see Tara’s investigation report. She didn’t want to end the simulation so abruptly...

Moreover, Ciel really couldn’t produce any further evidence of being from the Judicator’s Court.

“I did indeed refuse to join the Judicator’s Court, and I also refused the Church of the Savior Goddess’s invitation. Impersonating the Judicator’s Court was merely to investigate the abnormal situation surrounding Oppold.” Ciel took a deep breath, deciding to call for backup.

“I am from the Roswell family. I work for Avena Roswell. For offending your esteemed church, I will bring apologies and gifts another day.”

Hugh, standing before her, fell into contemplation.

“Avena Roswell...”

Avena’s name seemed to actually have an effect.

“Among Miss Avena Roswell’s servants previously, there were indeed heretical spies from the Divine Advent Church.” Hugh took several steps closer and said, “Miss, please cooperate with the investigation. It will be over soon.”

Divine Advent Church?

Instantly, Ciel understood what Hugh suspected.

She suspected her of being from the Divine Advent Church.

Bringing up Avena’s name, far from dispelling Hugh’s suspicion, actually deepened it.

Was it the 【Sadhana Emblem】 in her inventory?

Previously, just placing the 【Sadhana Emblem】 in the inventory could take effect, making cultists with the “Sadhana Mark” prostrate themselves before Ciel.

But unexpectedly, people from the Church of the Savior Goddess seemed able to sense the aura of the 【Sadhana Emblem】 too.

Right now, Ciel wished she could directly destroy the 【Sadhana Emblem】 in her inventory, but the system inventory didn’t have a destroy function.

Cooperate with the investigation, cooperate with what investigation?

Ciel’s hand slowly lowered, touching the “Strong Luck Coin” in her pocket.

This was the sealed artifact Lucy lent her. Ciel planned to use the coin directly when facing irresistible misfortune, gambling to see if she could turn the misfortune around.

Now, it was clearly time to fight for her life. Against Hugh, Ciel had no chance of winning.

Even if she directly initiated 【Spiritual Summoning】 now, Hugh, being highly vigilant, could kill her before the blood array formed.

Without prior preparation, and with the opponent alerted and resistant, Ciel couldn’t kill a third-tier individual through sacrifice. Instead, it would confirm her identity as a cultist.

“Arrived.” Hugh spoke abruptly, then slightly stepped aside, making way.

A woman, trembling all over, covered in wounds, holding a dagger, walked stiffly towards Ciel.

The woman had no shadow beneath her. Instead, a white shadow on the ground replicated her movements. The woman, somewhat dazed, visibly brightened upon seeing Ciel.

“Rest assured, it’s just a test, madam.” Hugh turned sideways towards Ciel and said, “If you sustain any wounds, I will bear the pain for you.”

This is...

A member of the Divine Advent Church?!

Previously at Deton Manor, Ciel used the Judicator’s Court identity to obtain internal information from the Church of the Savior Goddess. During their investigation there, they captured cultists trying to infiltrate the investigation team.

It was through harsh interrogation of these cultists that they learned the Divine Advent Church was unaware of this sacrificial operation.

Ciel instantly understood what test Hugh was talking about.

The test Hugh mentioned... was using the control and killing intent suppression effect of the 【Sadhana Emblem】 on those holding the “Sadhana Mark” to test her?

In Ciel’s vision, the woman’s stiff steps began to accelerate. She held the dagger in a reverse grip and charged directly towards Ciel.

The woman’s expression was full of resistance, but she quickly reached Ciel, raising the dagger high, about to stab towards Ciel.

Just then, the woman’s raised right hand began to tremble, as if fighting against something. Ciel, standing right in front, could even hear the “cracking” sound of the woman’s hand bones twisting and breaking.

The woman was using immense willpower to forcefully resist Hugh’s deliberately weakened control.

Before Ciel, the woman wore a painful expression, but her eyes gradually filled with fanaticism. She looked at Ciel, trembling, seemingly trying to explain something for Ciel:

“You... are not Lord Bishop...”

“You... are not... I... must kill...”

The woman tried to raise the dagger to stab Ciel’s shoulder, some harmless area, but her dagger stopped right before Ciel, unable to make the final thrust no matter what.

Instantly, all control over the woman vanished. Her body went limp, collapsing directly before Ciel, sobbing uncontrollably.

Long white longbows had already appeared in the hands of the surrounding white shadows. White shadow arrows materialized as they drew their bows, aiming towards Ciel.

It’s over.

Ciel hesitated no longer. A black shadow holding the coin reached out from Ciel’s pocket, handed it to Ciel. Ciel took the coin and flicked it directly upwards.

Ding—

The rust-colored coin emitted a crisp sound as she flicked it into the air.

Simultaneously, a silver flash crossed her chest. The next moment, silver light flashed from both her left and right hands. A pocket watch and a flintlock pistol appeared in Ciel’s hands.

After taking out the 【Radiance Bishop’s Token】, Ciel’s inventory had an empty slot. She used this slot to instantly flash the pocket watch from her chest into her hand.

“Click—”

Ciel directly pressed the knob on the side of the pocket watch used for time adjustment. 【Echo of Time】 activated directly!

This was to buy 10 seconds, coordinating with 【Death Reversal】 to ensure Ciel survived until the result of the “Strong Luck Coin” toss.

“Hmm?” The moment Ciel tossed the coin sealed artifact, a strong spiritual alarm also sounded in Hugh’s mind.

She instinctively realized that once activated, the coin-shaped sealed artifact would bring unimaginable terrifying consequences!

The coin must not be allowed to land!

-

A white shadow instantly leaped down from the rooftop, rushing towards the coin like a white lightning bolt sticking close to the wall. A white shadow arm emerged from the wall, grabbing directly at the tumbling coin.

The white shadow directly grasped the coin, completely covering it.

But the coin, as if existing in a different dimension from the white shadow, passed straight through the palm by several inches, then fell downwards.

Rust-red spots spread along the white shadow’s hand towards its torso. Even Hugh, not far away, let out a pained grunt, quickly controlling the white shadow to sever its own arm, letting the arm dissipate with the rust-red stain.

Clack—

The coin landed on the dirty black gravel road. The scarlet eye demon stared at the dark sky and the white shadows nearly filling the rooftops, its blood-colored pupil seemingly full of mockery towards fate.

No, you call this a “Strong Luck Coin”?!

At this moment, Hugh, seeing that triggering this unknown sealed artifact was unavoidable, held back no longer.

Countless light arrows shot out from all directions, instantly piercing the girl standing there, blood flowing freely.

Pure white light arrows impaled the girl’s body, turning her directly into a hedgehog, clearly deader than dead.

But just then, the girl’s figure flickered again. This time, the girl directly swapped places with the black shadow on the ground. The light arrows, having lost their target, rained down densely onto the ground, slowly dissipating.

“Cough...” A mouthful of blood spewed from the girl’s mouth. Covered in bloody holes, almost soaked in blood, the girl trembled, raised her hand, grasped the coin on the ground, used her last strength, and tossed the coin into the air again.

Still alive?!

Looking at the girl before her, whose brain matter was already flowing out from her wounds. Seeing the girl, who bore injuries that would kill anyone else beyond death, still moving, the expression under Hugh’s mask could no longer remain calm.

Which sealed artifact was it?

That pocket watch? That coin? That flintlock pistol?

What second-tier could carry so many sealed artifacts? Wasn’t she afraid of the side effects?

Hugh raised her hand again. All the white shadows drew their bowstrings taut again, each longbow holding three light arrows.

Hugh didn’t believe someone blown into pieces could revive again.

Ding—

The coin sprang from the girl’s hand again, the blood-stained coin flipping in the air.

The light sound of the coin flicking seemed like a death knell.

Hugh’s hand swept down following the coin’s falling trajectory. All the white shadows shot the light arrows in their hands again!

Swish—!

Countless light arrows streaked across like white meteors, instantly piercing the blood-soaked figure lying on the ground, barely missing an inch of skin. Dense light arrows pierced her entire back, flesh and blood splattering.

Looking from above, the ground resembled a human figure composed of light arrows, completely obscuring any body parts besides the arrows.

An eyeball was squeezed out and rolled away. The “Strong Luck Coin” also fell along a trajectory at this moment, striking the eyeball, landing before it, making a “clack” sound, settling beside the black gravel ground and minced flesh.

The demon eye, soaked in blood, the coin’s rust helping it curve into a crazed angle, faced the sky, as if laughing maniacally.

Ciel’s eyeball stared at the coin. Using her last consciousness, she ended this unbearable pain.

【Death Reversal】 canceled.

A silver, illusory clock face appeared above Ciel’s minced remains. The hour hand rapidly spun back ten seconds.

The shattered pieces of corpse, the mush of brain and organs—apart from the splattered blood, the other body fragments seemed to gain life at this moment.

Like a writhing mass of bloody slime, they swiftly moved towards where Ciel previously stood, completing the reconstruction of flesh and blood in the blink of an eye.

“Gasp... ha...” After a brief moment of disorientation, Ciel’s vision regained color. The intense pain of being unable to die made her breathing rapid, her heart rate soaring.

The moment her body’s time reversed, she fell into intense panting, accompanied by severe dizziness and discomfort brought by the soaring heart rate.

The immense mental drain from 【Death Reversal】 also caused sharp pains to stab at Ciel’s brain.

How is it reverse again?!

The moment she regained consciousness, only this thought popped into Ciel’s mind.

One reverse doubles the misfortune. She consecutively tossed two reverses, directly super doubling it, almost making Ciel laugh bitterly.

Misfortunes never come singly. Just then, Ciel’s figure began to flicker uncontrollably.

The side effect 【Temporal Disorder】 activated.

“Judicator” was already Ciel’s strongest combat power. With the side effect activated now, switching to any other save file made it even more impossible to reverse this certain-death situation.

Hugh, standing opposite, took a small step back, still shocked that two volleys couldn’t take down Ciel, and becoming uncertain about the strange changes happening to Ciel.

Once she reacted and launched another volley, Ciel would be completely finished.

Within the one hour of 【Temporal Disorder】, she couldn’t use 【Echo of Time】 again!

Ciel had no life-saving trump cards left.

I will kill you!!!

The previous suffering made Ciel’s eyes almost turn red. She stared deadly at Hugh, making no effort to restrain all her killing intent at this moment.

Just give her one chance, she would absolutely tear Hugh limb from limb.

But the next moment, “Judicator” Ciel’s figure distorted instantly.

The Judicator’s Court robes vanished, replaced by an expensive dress bearing the Roswell family crest. A silver half-face mask somehow covered Ciel’s face, the mask covered with blood-written 【Other Side Pages】.

“Hee.” Ciel’s lips curled into an abrupt smile, completely different from the previous rage.

“Hugh, it’s just this thing causing trouble.” A silver light flashed. The 【Sadhana Emblem】 was pinched between Ciel’s fingertips. She casually tossed it towards Hugh, but unexpectedly, Hugh retreated several steps.

“I was never a member of the Divine Advent Church... Look at me again, how much do I resemble a cultist?” Pink light haloed Ciel’s pupils, expanding outwards in circles. Inside the pupils, worm-like pink tentacles waved frenziedly, as if trying to break through the eyeballs and surge out.

Hugh was terrified internally. Looking directly at the girl now actually triggered sky-shattering spiritual alarms in her brain.

It’s the Other Side, the aura of that world!

She uncontrollably followed the girl’s words, looking down at the emblem on the ground.

This is... the Bishop emblem of the Divine Advent Church.

She wasn’t lying... After throwing down the emblem, the aura of a cultist mark truly vanished from her body...

She... really isn’t a cultist?

-

At this moment, doubt arose in Hugh’s heart regarding her own judgment.

“I’ve said it before, but I don’t mind repeating...” Ciel placed her hands behind her back, slowly stepped forward with her right foot, stepping onto the pool of her own blood on the ground left after the light arrows dissipated. The tip of her foot traced through the blood-stained gravel, slowly drawing a circle on the ground, then stepping onto it.

“You, and Uris, both invited me to be...” Ciel lifted her left foot, also stepping forward, lightly tracing another circle, smiling as she said, “What was it? Right, invited me to the Holy See to be the Saintess.”

Hugh took a step back, horrified.

She... wasn’t lying?

How?!

This is clearly a lie! I have never met her! Uris never reported this matter to me either!

This is a blatant lie!

“You must be thinking, this is fake, right?” Ciel pressed forward step by step, asking with a light laugh, “Because all of this happened in a dream. In dreams, I have met you more than once.”

“Right, according to Uris’s words, what was it called?”

“Oracle in a dream?”

“But I don’t believe it. Joining the church offers so little freedom... That’s why I never contacted you in reality.”

No lies, no lies, no lies! The red-haired girl’s relentless advance forced Hugh back step after step.

Clearly just a girl from whom she couldn’t even sense any transcendent aura, appearing like an ordinary person at this moment, yet she exuded an unprecedented sense of pressure upon Hugh.

Right now, she even began doubting her own judgment. She could only strive to find contradictions in the girl’s words, attempting to prove through language that everything the girl said was false.

Exaggerated sealed artifacts, an unkillable girl, unheard-of resurrection, the aura of the Other Side... Everything bombarded Hugh’s mind. Coupled with the girl’s step-by-step approach and the non-stop impactful words from her mouth, Hugh found even normal thinking becoming difficult.

The girl’s relaxed demeanor and tone, her elegant and magnificent steps like stage movements, almost made Hugh think she was the first-tier, and the one holding the initiative, the third-tier, was the opponent.

Suddenly, the girl’s steps halted. She spoke with some disappointment, “You still refuse to believe me?”

“I am willing to believe you.” Hugh took a deep breath. At this moment, she finally realized she was the one holding the initiative.

The girl before her was merely bluffing.

“On the condition that you must return to the Holy See with me,” Hugh stared at the girl’s smile and said, “They can judge whether what you say is true or false.”

Her own emblem and letter, the Divine Advent Church’s Bishop emblem, numerous sealed artifacts, bizarre undying nature and resurrection methods, and shocking words...

The girl before her held too many secrets... No matter what, she had to bring her back to the Holy See.

“I am willing.” Ciel smiled. A silver light flashed. The 【Deadly Blood Roland】 beside her foot instantly vanished. The next moment, silver light flashed again, appearing in Ciel’s right hand.

[Translator’s Note: Deadly Blood Roland, or previously Deadly Blood Laurel. I made a mistake with the previous translation and will use the current name going forward. I have edited the name in the precious Chapters, too. Please let me know if I missed anything.]

“But they probably won’t agree.” Ciel’s left hand slammed onto the left wall, her right hand swung the Blood Roland!

What’s the effect this time?!

Several white shadows darted in front of Hugh. Even though she was third-tier, after witnessing the terrifying methods of the girl before her, she dared not underestimate any sealed artifact she used now.

Just as Hugh fully assumed a defensive stance, in the reflection of her pupils, the girl raised the gun in her right hand and directly used the blade at the gun’s tip to slash at her left hand.

Four fingers, severed at the root, blood flowed down the moss-covered wall.

And those four fingers, as if drawn by some force, rolled behind the girl.

Rolled behind the girl, onto the twisted blood array composed of blood and gravel, drawn with the tip of her shoe.

Upon the already established rough framework, the blood array instantly took shape. The girl’s four fingers were rapidly drained by blood threads.

Those dancing blood threads formed a twisted bloody vortex behind the girl.

The girl smiled at Hugh, her back to the bloody vortex behind her, slowly raising her left hand to her face.

Four severed fingers dripped blood. Combined with the intact raised thumb, it looked just like giving a thumbs-up.

Ciel’s thumb slowly turned inwards, the originally raised thumb pointing downwards. The initially relaxed smile on her face gradually turned into mockery: “A bit painful... Let’s give you a thumbs-down.”

This was “Instigator” Ciel. Even in this situation, she could still joke.

“Sigh... I really didn’t want this... Little Left! Quick, get me out of here!”

The terrifying aura emanating from the bloody vortex made Hugh’s scalp numb. She quickly raised her hand, controlling all the white shadows, using almost all her strength, making them draw their bows fully taut again.

Not intending to give any reaction time, Hugh made her decision at this moment—bringing back a corpse, or pieces of a corpse, would suffice.

But just before her hand swung down, from within the bloody vortex, a pale hand covered in tumor-like eyeballs abruptly emerged, reached out from the bloody vortex, and covered Ciel’s mouth.

Ciel: “Mmph? Mmph mmph??”

Ciel, her mouth covered, was utterly bewildered.

No? This is also misfortune?

This is such a scam?!

What’s going on? Didn’t I tell the fast Little Left to get me out? Shouldn’t dragging me be easy for four Little Lefts?

Several hands emerged from the bloody vortex, directly grabbing Ciel’s arms and legs. An even larger hand directly grasped Ciel’s slender waist, pulling her towards the vortex.

Several smaller, spider-like, multi-fingered hands instantaneously picked up Ciel’s scattered pocket watch and Sadhana Emblem from the ground, burrowing towards the bloody vortex. Even the Church of the Savior Goddess Bishop emblem and letter paper Hugh held were snatched away instantly.

At this moment, Hugh’s raised hand just happened to fall. Ten thousand arrows shot forth.

Light arrows pierced towards Ciel at unimaginable speed. But Ciel was already struggling, being completely dragged into the bloody vortex.

Countless white light arrows densely embedded themselves into the blood array on the ground.

And the bloody vortex, after flickering several times, directly shrank until it completely vanished.

In the dark alley, only Hugh remained, stunned in place. She completely couldn’t comprehend what had just happened before her eyes.

Before Hugh, there was nothing, not even blood left behind.

Even her own emblem was taken.