The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God Book 01 Chapter 06.15 - Whale Song

Utilizing the convenience provided by wind string magic, Xing Mo deftly navigated the factory's pipes, avoiding overseers holding cleavers.

Intermittent narwhal cries echoed from a distance, making Xing Mo's face tingle, as if electric arcs were about to burst forth at any moment.

The factory was filled with the shouts of overseers and the wails of workers. The chaotic noises intertwined with the thunderstorm outside, making Xing Mo feel utterly uncomfortable.

She wanted to do something, but felt helpless.

In truth, if the goal was simply to get the Sir arrested, Xing Mo could just write a letter to Senior Alice. Under the premise of conclusive evidence, the Bellkeepers could lock down the factory within ten minutes.

But Xing Mo didn't see this as a long-term solution. If Sir Derek Larson was removed, another would take his place.

Simply taking him down without dealing with the source, that wouldn't change the fate of the workers. They would just be enslaved by someone else.

As she traveled amid the bronze pipes, Aurora's words reverberated in Xing Mo's mind: "You see, for those who live in the shadows, a little bit of sunshine is a great blessing."

In any case, she first needed to ensure their freedom. Everything else could come later.

With this in mind, Xing Mo moved quickly through the steam-filled factory. She soon arrived at the spiral staircase beside the main factory space.

She didn't rush up the stairs, but drew her wand and played three strings of the shadows.

Dark ripples spread through the air and gathered in her palm, condensing into a silk-like veil.

Xing Mo draped the black veil over her head, feeling the flowing darkness caress her body, and her vision dimmed significantly.

The three string magic, Veil, granted the string player an affinity with the shadows. It allowed Xing Mo to merge with the shadows to a certain extent.

Enveloped by the veil, Xing Mo jumped onto the shadow of a wall, and her feet sank into the shadow, aligning herself parallel to the ground.

Subsequently, Xing Mo began to walk upward along the wall, cautiously eyeing the nearby spiral staircase.

Sure enough, at the end of the spiral staircase, there stood two overseers with cleavers, loudly conversing in coarse language.

Evidently, she couldn't proceed without dealing with them first.

It's a perfect opportunity to test the power granted by Young Ancestor. While thinking this, Xing Mo put away her wand and extended her right hand, and the Tree of Life brand glowed on the back of her hand.

Her emerald-green eyes lit up with a faint green glow. In her vision, the two overseers were releasing a faint green, healthy luster.

Xing Mo spread the fingers of her hand, establishing a connection with the souls of the two overseers.

Then, she brought the fingers of her hand together and gently pulled downward.

The souls of the overseers were instantly covered with a gray haze. Almost at the same time, they clutched their foreheads and groaned.

"Ugh... I suddenly feel like throwing up..."

"I think I ate something bad... I... ugh..."

They fell to the ground abruptly and vomited, and their eyes shot with blood, looking like terminal patients.

Half a minute later, the two lay in a pool of their own vomit, motionless.

Xing Mo nimbly jumped from the wall and landed on the stairs.

Avoiding the vomit of the two overseers, she raised her wand and brandished it twice over their heads.

Boom—

Bang—

Two blazing patterns of light exploded on their foreheads, ensuring they won't wake up anytime soon.

The authority over life was incredibly dangerous. Even with such limited scope, Xing Mo could instantly shift someone's physical condition from healthy to sick.

If it were Aurora, she could probably take someone's life with a mere gesture.

Thinking this, Xing Mo realized that the little lass had never harmed or killed anyone so far...

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Xing Mo waved her wand, and the two overseers floated into the shadows, making them less conspicuous.

Thereupon, she stalked down the corridor and soon reached an opulent wooden door.

Compared to the surrounding dilapidated walls and rusted pipes, the intricately carved wooden door was strikingly out of place, as if it didn't belong here.

Xing Mo tapped the wooden door with her wand, and golden ripples spread out. The door was without a doubt protected by a starlight magic barrier.

For others, the door might be a hard nut to crack. But Xing Mo was a Bellkeeper. For her, the Inverse String Score was a simple matter—

Ding—

Dang—

Dong—

Golden ripples lit up and dissipated the golden light on the door, and the door unlocked.

Xing Mo pushed open the door and walked in, her wand raised, at the ready.

What greeted her eyes was an exceptionally luxurious room, with red carpets and exquisite wooden furniture littering the ground and silver-plated deer heads and ornate rifles adorning the walls, as well as a large grandfather clock with a complex gear mechanism standing in a corner.

It all formed a stark contrast with the dilapidated factory outside, making Xing Mo crease her brow involuntarily.

Smelling the faint scent of spices in the air, she suddenly felt a twinge of unease.

There was no time to waste.

Xing Mo reigned in her emotions and began searching the office.

She didn't notice that in a corner, an eye made of gears began to turn.

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In the dark little room, the bronze watch on Sir Derek Larson's wrist suddenly made a clicking sound.

This meant someone had invaded his office.

He looked at Lucius sitting opposite him, and his mouth curled into a smile: "Sure enough. Just as I thought, you have an accomplice."

Sir Derek Larson's smile grew broader, as if he had grasped the key to breaking the deadlock.

"What do you say now, huh? Breaking and entering, and it's still my private office? Even if the Bellkeepers come, what can you do?"

"Just as I thought, Lucius, even you covet my wealth. You want to take my gold. Back then, I gave you a chance to join the prince's team, but you, with your lofty ideals, refused."

"And now, after losing everything, do you have regrets?"

Sir Derek Larson smiled at the surrounding guards, then his expression changed abruptly, and he shouted: "Go to my office and capture the intruder, then... then call the police! We'll send these filthy thieves and vandals to jail today!"

Apparently, after discovering Lucius's true purpose in breaking the gate, Sir Derek thought of a solution.

By framing Lucius for theft, the Bellkeepers would have no further reason to search the factory.

However, Lucius's eyes still glistened with a smile.

Before Sir Derek could understand what was going on, shimmering golden light enveloped the room, sealing everyone inside in a closed cage.

"Don't be in such a rush. Don't you want to catch up with an old friend?" Lucius quipped.

"What the hell do you want? Are you trying to force my hand?" Sir Derek shouted angrily.

But all he received in return was a cold sigh.

"Old friend, remember the time before the Steam Revolution? You traveled all the way from the Kingdom of Messina to the Citadel, bringing all your possessions along, because there was opportunity here."

"You and I met in Nevirabeta Library. You praised my theories, invested in my project, and declared it the future of humanity, an initiative that could benefit mankind."

"I never imagined you would forge a sword in the fire of steam, only to use it against the very people you once wanted to help."

Lucius stood up, and Sir Derek was shocked to see golden starlight emanating from him.

"You... you're serious?" Sir Derek murmured.

"I don't covet your position, nor do I want that filthy gold."

Lucius muttered, his lake-blue eyes shimmering with golden starlight: "I came here for only one reason: tell me who killed Miriam. You must tell me today."

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