The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God Book 01 Chapter 06.14 - Whale Song

In a dimly lit room, Lucius sat with his legs crossed, a smile playing in his blue eyes.

Guards with rifles stood around him, their expressions stern.

Clang.

The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man wearing a white shirt, black vest, and black trousers walked in, and his sharp eyes fixed on Lucius.

"Lucius Phillips." Sir Derek Larson growled.

"Long time no see, old friend." Lucius said with a polite smile, "Still tormenting our narwhal friend, are you?"

"You blew up my gate. Is that how you treat an old friend?" Derek said in a low voice.

"You know, as you get older, you tend to act out." Lucius replied, a slightly bashful smile on his face.

Sir Derek Larson stared at Lucius like a stone statue. After a moment of thought, he finally uttered: "You need to compensate me for the damage to the gate and the lost work time. Unlike you, every minute of my time is valuable."

"I refuse." Lucius said cheerfully.

"You refuse?" Derek's eyes took on an indescribable shade, "Do you mean to say you want..."

"You to call the police? I have no objections. Let them come." Lucius spread his arms, a cheerful expression on his face.

Pleased to see Sir Derek Larson's face darken, he carried on: "Let me guess, if the police were to come and find out about the illegal practices taking place in your factory, you'll have a hard time wrapping things up, right?"

"You underestimate my influence..." Derek's tone grew sharp.

"Trust me, I don't underestimated a thing." Lucius shook his head ruefully, "If the Northern District Police Department fairly enforced the law, you would have been thrown into prison a long time ago. I understand, mate, money can buy anything."

"What you fear is the Bellkeepers, especially since your master, Prince Austin, is being investigated. You've probably received a warning from him, so you won't dare to make a peep."

Lucius's words made Sir Derek Larson's face darken further. He glared at Lucius, his voice hoarse, "You have no proof. That is slander."

"Oh, old friend." Lucius leaned back in his chair, "We will soon have evidence."

......

"Get up! Get up! Do you want to be thrown into the sea like them?" An overseer's roars echoed.

Bianca struggled to get up, but she had no strength left. The moment she stopped working, the device on her nape felt like it was burning, sending searing pain down her spine.

The girl struggled hard, but she was just too weak. So she just twitched a few times and then lay motionless on the ground.

"Another one down." The overseer's voice seemed to come from a far away place.

Under the workers' numb gazes, the overseer picked the girl up and walked away.

After walking a long distance through the rust-filled factory, the overseer brought Bianca to her final destination: a foul ditch filled with rotting flesh and blood.

He dropped the girl by the edge of the ditch and glanced at his wristwatch, and a mocking smile spread across his wrinkly face: "In another five minutes, you'll be done for."

"But, before that, maybe I can still..."

The overseer reached out his hand toward the girl, as if to do something, but he didn't get the chance—

Swoosh—

A dagger formed of searing light pierced through the back of his hand, burning his flesh.

The overseer wanted to scream, but the next second, a flash of blazing light exploded on his forehead, knocking him out.

"Whew..." Xing Mo emerged from the shadows, shook off the sparks on her wand, and walked over to the overseer.

After confirming that he was unconscious, she kicked the overseer into the foul ditch.

"You scum." Xing Mo muttered, then squatted down, parted the girl's messy short gray hair, and check the device on her nape.

Much like she had seen from a distance: it was a bronze clock with moving gears under the hands.

At this moment, the countdown of the hands had four minutes left.

"If you don't work, the curse will spread? These profiteers should all be hanged." Xing Mo muttered.

Xing Mo waved her wand, activated a string of starlight, and then gently touched the girl.

A faint golden light covered her entire body, except for the device.

Then, Xing Mo activated a string of fire, making the wand's tip turn glowing red.

She touched the bronze clock with the wand. At the same time, clenched her right hand into a fist, and the Tree of Life brand on the back of her hand glowed faintly.

Sizzle—

As the bronze device melted, black aura flowed into Xing Mo through the wand.

The aura was immediately purified by the Tree of Life's power.

Being an Evil God's retainer has its perks... Xing Mo thought wryly and then lifting her wand, and the overheated, broken device flew off to the side.

She took a small bottle, uncorked it, and waved it in front of the girl's nose.

A few seconds later, the girl woke up groggily.

She first saw the overseer in the foul ditch, then the hooded girl, and then couldn't help but tremble: "Don... don't throw me into the sea! I... I can still work! I can still work..."

"Calm down, I'm here to save you." Xing Mo's heart was aching, "Can you tell me what's going on here?"

The girl stared blankly at Xing Mo. After a long time, she finally came back to her senses, and tears welled up in her gray eyes.

"I... I..."

Before she could speak, the shadow at Xing Mo's feet suddenly tore open, and Aria emerged from within: "Lady Saintess, I have..."

Aria stopped mid-sentence. She suddenly noticed the half-kneeling girl and rushed over—

"Bianca!"

Aria hugged the girl tightly. The girl called Bianca was dazed for a moment, then began to cry: "A... Aria...? Waaa..."

The two embraced and cried together. Xing Mo suddenly felt a bit redundant.

That... that was sudden... is this one of the companions Aria spoke of?

Xing Mo didn't interrupt the reunion. After a while, Aria let go of Bianca and bowed to Xing Mo, eyes stained with tears: "Lady Saintess, thank you for saving her. If it were a moment later... if..."

"It was nothing much. I just followed the will of the Tree of Life." Xing Mo muttered, feigning piety.

Aria nodded and put her hands together: "Praise our Goddess."

Bianca, seemingly unsure of what was going on, mimicked Aria's gesture.

"Now then, did you find Sir Derek Larson's office?" Xing Mo asked.

"I have. I can take you there now." Aria said in a quiet voice.

"No, tell me where it is. I'll go myself. You have another task." Xing Mo suddenly had an idea.

Earlier, she thought these workers labored to make a living, but it turned out they were forced to work.

Based on the overseer's statement and Bianca's supposed ending, Xing Mo was sure that Sir Derek Larson had the blood of at least a hundred people on his hands.

I never knew such things took place in the Northern District... such incidents are handled by the police... and they have never reported any of it... The look in Xing Mo's eyes became somewhat vacant.

She suddenly recalled Aria's words: "Children who grew up in the Docklands have long since stopped believing in the Goddesses."

As a self-proclaimed guardian of the Goddess, as a Bellkeeper, Xing Mo had never truly seen the city's dark side.

…

Aria seemed to have realized what Xing Mo was planning. She raised her head, a glimmer of hope in her gray eyes.

After deliberating for a moment, Xing Mo asked Bianca: "Is there a way to remove the devices on your napes?"

"There is. I've seen it. An overseer removed the "bronze clock" from a corpse using a small button..." Bianca said in a low voice.

"I understand." Xing Mo turned to Aria, "That's your target. Also..."

Xing Mo took a deep breath, her emerald-green eyes blazing with determination: "Spread the word among the workers. Tell them to break through the factory's door today."

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