Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 51
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 674: Woman Like a Sword
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1298- First mission
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1297- Secret Realm exploration
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 313: Excuse
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 392: Sad Future
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 999: One Versus Six
Zhan Yue
Chapter 688- Firestone Castle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 371 - Dragonblood Lizard; The Detection Spell Is Never Wrong
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 50.2
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 85: Paper Can Never Cover Fire
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 673: When the Rain Continues
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1296- Secret Realm reopen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 312: Night Guardian
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 391: Secret of the Underground Garage
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 998: The Might of Blood River
Zhan Yue
Chapter 687- Silver Dragon Queen's rage
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1295- Clone's ambition
At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, the crescent moon was suspended high in the dark blue sky.
Xing Mo and Aurora rode a carriage to the Docklands, which are located at the edge of the Northern District.
From the streets of the Docklands, you can see short bungalows spread all over the coast, and further away there are clusters of large factories with tall and thin gray chimneys.
Under the moonlight, the lined up shadows cast by the chimneys resemble a prison's iron gates, as if to imprison the houses in the Docklands forever.
Standing by a street, Xing Mo looked around. It is time for the factories to close. Groups of workers are walking down the street, their eyes dull and spiritless
From time to time, Xing Mo heard mutterings riding the wind.
"Goddess, watch over me... Goddess, watch over me..."
Upon hearing the mutterings of the workers, Aurora smiled and pulled at Xing Mo's skirt: "What of your Goddess? Don't they need salvation?"
"According to the Goddess, suffering is bricks and tiles that pave the way for achieving Great Harmony." Xing Mo revealed a shade of hesitation in her eyes, "When that time arrives, everyone will..."
"Everyone will what?"
"... will be saved?"
Xing Mo lacked conviction. In fact, it has always been hard for her to accept the state of the Docklands.
This is the Citadel, the nation of the Goddesses. But those people are unlike humans. They look more like pack animals.
Upon hearing Xing Mo's words, Aurora showed a broad smile: "That's really troublesome. I can save them now~ why don't you convince them to believe in me?"
Xing Mo sighed: "Don't forget why we came here in the middle of the night. We need to find Blackwood."
In the Starsea Spring's mirage, the last clue Bishop Freyr left behind was Blackwood.
As a Bellkeeper, Xing Mo naturally knows what this name means.
Blackwood is a ringleader of the Docklands. He is a pure blood Machiavellian with considerable influence in the Citadel's underbelly.
"Then let's hurry~" Aurora grabbed Xing Mo's hand, "Young Saintess, the Angel's Tear is right before our noses. Let's go."
The two walked down the old streets of the Docklands. When they left the church, Xing Mo borrowed two robes from a tailor's shop. They are using the hoods to cover their faces, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible.
I unexpectedly developed an alertness unique to girls... Xing Mo murmured in her heart.
Soon, Xing Mo led Aurora into an alley and found the Blackwood Bar.
She was about to push the door, when she heard a clear female voice coming from beside her.
"Junior?"
Xing Mo quivered and turned her head to look. She was met with a pair of dark red eyes.
It's Senior Alice.
Drat... I ran into... Xing Mo withdrew her hand and then smiled brightly: "Se... Senior...? Good evening. Ha-ha..."
"What are you doing here?" Alice frowned in bewilderment.
"I... was taking a walk after dinner... and then happened to enter this alley... and saw this door... I felt compelled... to push it..."
As Xing Mo explained, she raised her head and pretended to be surprised: "Oh, so it's a bar? If it's a bar, then it's not a place I should enter..."
Xing Mo was about to leave with Aurora, when she was stopped by Alice: "What an obvious lie, Junior. You want me to believe that you were taking a walk after dinner, that your feet surprisingly took you all the way to the Docklands?"
Alice looked at Xing Mo's emerald-like eyes and leaned her face closer: "Wait a moment... could you be..."
Dang it... Senior won't recognize me...
Xing Mo grasped Aurora's hand tightly, fearing that she will go haywire in the next moment and do something to Alice.
However, Alice sighed helplessly: "Did you read about Steam Man in the news and came her to investigate?"
"Junior, this is no child's play. Steam Man is not some urban legend, but a real serial killer. Yet you even brought your sister to such a place?"
How do I turn it around... Xing Mo blinked her eyes, lowered her head, and pretended to be dejected: "Sorry, Senior..."
"I heard you are a three string. You have such talent as a first year student, it's really remarkable. And you even won your first duel after enrollment, it's worthy of commendation. But that doesn't mean you can disregard danger. Do you understand?"
Alice put her hands on her hips and earnestly advised, making Xing Mo feel dazed for a moment.
That's how Senior Alice is like. When you get into trouble, she won't scold you. Instead, she will discourse with you in a rational manner, and then tell you in a serious manner that it's wrong.
After that, she will pat you on the shoulder and comfort you.
At times Xing Mo felt that Alice acted like a mother.
Senior... you are too kind... you can be easily deceived by bad people like this.
Xing Mo smiled bitterly: "Sorry, Senior... I was muddle-headed for a moment... and did something I shouldn't have..."
Watching Xing Mo bow her head and admit her mistake, Alice's eyes flickered slightly, as if she recalled someone.
She looked helplessly at Xing Mo, and the solemn expression on her face turned into a smile: "However, with me here, it is possible to take you on an investigation."
Xing Mo looked up blankly and saw a hint of mischief on Alice's face.
Indeed... after you cause trouble, she will not only help you understand where you went wrong, but will also show you how to remediate the trouble.
Alice Pushett is the kind of kitten who is both cautious and has the courage to leap onto roofs and vault over walls.
"Is it really okay?" Xing Mo murmured.
"Of course it is. But you have to do as I say. If there's any danger, you have to obey my orders without objection."
Alice swept Xing Mo and Aurora with her gaze and winked: "Do you understand?"
"Yes!" Xing Mo and Aurora spoke in unison.
Your senior is really nice... Aurora's voice sounded in Xing Mo's mind.
"Then, let's go in." Alice pushed open the door of Blackwood Bar and gestured for the two to follow.
Xing Mo followed Alice into the bar. The smell of rotting wood mixed with alcohol assaulted her nose, causing her to cover her nose in disgust.
The place where drunkards gather is really nasty.
By the way... why did Senior suddenly appear at this place? Did she also find the connection between Blackwood and Bishop Freyr's disappearance?
I'll find out soon...
While quietly following Alice, Xing Mo passed through a network of hostile gazes of the drunkards and arrived at the counter.
Behind the counter, a man with dark green eyes was wiping a cup, a carefree and contented expression on his face.
"Why did you come to me again, Alice Pushett?" Blackwood asked calmly.
Alice crossed her arms and placed her elbows on the counter: "Bishop Freyr Sunlight—before his disappearance—came to your establishment, didn't he?"
Sure enough... Senior's investigation yielded this result... Xing Mo couldn't help but marvel at her swift and resolute actions.
But, Blackwood denied: "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Dagger of Truth will tell me everything. I advise you not to waste my time." Alice said coldly.
"Come on, miss. Your little dagger is admittedly amazing. But it can only trace back to events a month ago at most, right?"
Blackwood put down the cup, propped his hands on the counter, and smiled politely: "Shadow is a world where memories flow. It's a river where old memories are bound to be washed away by new ones. Even if it's you, the Prying Witch, you won't be able to come up with anything."
Alice furrowed her brow. What Blackwood said was evidently right.
But at this moment, Xing Mo spoke up: "But Shadow can't wash away the memory left by an Angel's Tear, can it? That's a sacred artifact. It will remain for at least... one or two years?"
When these words were spoken, Alice and Blackwood both looked at Xing Mo in surprise.
"How do you know he was carrying an Angel's Tear?" The two spoke in unison.
Xing Mo was taken aback for a moment, then stroked the back of her head: "The instructor gave me a task after school, so I happen to know about this. He-he~"