Brain bloom

She was staying home to watch the house and found the precious afternoon utterly boring...

Mori immediately ran off to buy groceries, and Melia followed suit. As for Visitor B, who seemed to be there to cause trouble, he and Dandelion somehow reached a consensus, and the two of them inexplicably ran out together.

I initially smelled some interesting aromas and thought something fun would happen, so I really wanted to go and have some fun, but I couldn't leave the house empty...

Her shoes were neatly placed to the side, and she was sitting cross-legged in a rocking chair, watching the clouds drift away with boredom.

Boredom is truly torturous.

She could still sense an unpleasant aura emanating from the small dock. The powerful figures from the Holy Coffin Kingdom who had come with B, seemingly looking for trouble, remained motionless in their defensive formation. She wondered how these people trained; she couldn't stand still for even a minute.

There's absolutely nothing to do.

The winery isn't without other people; the two little slaves Dandelion bought are still working every day, and the tree spirit that went into hibernation early is fast asleep. Hopefully, I'm not very familiar with them, and even if I asked someone to play with me, I wouldn't know what to do.

I can't help but think that it would be nice if a formidable enemy appeared.

Since arriving in the human world, she hasn't had a single physical activity, which makes her itchy to fight. There are some powerful figures in the human world; it would be fun to fight them, wouldn't it? Anyway, her remaining life isn't long, and occasionally having a good, satisfying fight would actually bring her some joy.

Suddenly, she smelled something strange.

It's like... something is brewing, and then it will turn into a raging fire that can start a wildfire.

The danger she sensed was immense.

Having grown up in the realm of demons, she had to constantly guard against the harshness of nature, making her extremely sensitive to danger. She wouldn't miss even the slightest sound. Now, she sensed a faint danger permeating the winery.

I'm so excited right now, let's go find the source of this danger! My wish has come true.

As she stepped out of the house with great enthusiasm, a very faint gasp suddenly passed by.

This was a voice I had never heard before, a young woman's, filled with pain tinged with a hint of pleasure. Hopefully, it wouldn't seem strange, for some souls and humans in the demon realm, kept for the amusement of demon nobles, often uttered similar sounds when treated in bizarre ways.

The source was found instantly—the wine cellar.

That was where the two little slaves lived, and it was usually separate from the normal living quarters of the Four Seasons... Could it be that because their masters were all out, Su Dai and Aisalia were as bored as she was and started doing something unspeakable?

With her cheeks slightly flushed, Yuan, having finally found something interesting to pass the time, tiptoed straight to the wine cellar.

But a strong smell of blood could be detected.

She saw a figure so faint as to be almost transparent, locked in a fierce battle with Ashalia.

Elsalia's small room was covered with marks of chiseling and carving, messy but without a sound.

The figure was small but extremely agile, wielding two double-edged daggers with incredible combat skills. Each strike seemed capable of instantly severing the throats of ten people, yet the stabbing, slicing, and cutting all exuded a simple and unadorned strength.

That is a technology that ordinary people can never achieve even if they spend their entire lives pursuing it.

This is a formidable enemy!

Even though the battle had escalated to this point, they were still able to maintain such a quiet demeanor...

He was willing to put away his playful nature—because the other party himself was the crystallization of assassination skills, without the slightest impurity, and was purely born to kill.

The opponent was attempting to attack Ashalia head-on, and she was covered in wounds. But with a tenacious spirit, she didn't immediately succumb to the opponent's blade. Every now and then, the opponent would pull out some powder and quickly sprinkle it on Ashalia.

That's rose quartz powder, an expensive and addictive substance.

Although Aisalia covered her nose, her exposed skin and wounds inevitably came into contact with some dust in the confined space. Even just the dust touching her skin caused her to let out an involuntary gasp of pleasure.

But she felt ashamed of it.

"Hehehe, I never thought I'd see you again. I almost ruined you back then. What a coincidence, we meet again here." It was a very manic female voice, not young, but as sharp as her dagger.

“…Go to hell,” Aisalia managed to squeeze out in response.

"What a delicious dessert! To enjoy it while witnessing the destruction of the rich Silvermoon City is pure bliss."

Although she didn't know the situation, she knew that if things continued like this, Dandelion's private property would be in danger, so she had no choice but to take action.

A silent yet thunderous blade slashed across the surface.

With a soft, discreet sound, it swiftly flashed past, cleaving the thick stone brick wine cellar in two.

The blade was shrouded in darkness, with flashes of lightning and thunder exploding from time to time—this was the demonic power that Yuan had summoned at will.

Of course, to prevent the wine cellar from collapsing, she propped up the two-story stone structure she had cut open and then used magic to repair the cracks. The reason it was so troublesome was that she couldn't use a weaker attack.

"...Who?" Unfortunately, the opponent used extremely agile movements to jump up and dodge the attack.

"Me!" I proudly raise my hand.

"Is this the power of the devil? Unfathomable..."

The assassin turned her head; she had a small, delicate face that exuded madness.

"The odds of winning aren't high... Oh well, the job's done anyway." She muttered to herself, then glanced at Elsalia with reluctance before preparing to leave. "Goodbye, nameless devil."

I hope she stayed.

An arm made of pure black stretched out from the ground and gripped her ankle firmly.

"I have a name, I'm called Wish. By the way, that's the hand of the Plague King, your life is firmly in my hands... Hmm, I've always wanted to say this. Alright, alright, back to the point, who are you? What are you doing here?"

"What do you think?"

"I don't know, do we know each other? Actually, human faces all look pretty much the same, I can't tell them apart very well."

"She... is Bais, the foremost assassin in the history of the Peda Empire." Aisalia, who had always remained silent, spoke up angrily today, "And she's the one who got me hooked on Rose Gloss and ruined my life!"

The Peda Empire? It took her a while to recall what it was all about. Her father had instructed her to keep an eye on the fate magic possessed by various countries, as well as the various powerful and difficult-to-deal-with individuals who required her caution.

One of them was like this.

Yuan became more wary: "Bai Si, what are you here for? To assassinate the Four Seasons?"

……

(I probably ate too many mangoes yesterday, and I woke up this morning to find I had caught a heatstroke and caught a cold. I managed to write two chapters at breakneck speed. I'll finish the remaining two chapters before 6 AM... I'm really desperate, I'm sneezing every three seconds.)

Volume 1 #192: Rumors Are Brewing

Bye twirled the dagger with her nimble fingers, casually and thoughtfully throwing the question back at her.

Why do you think I would answer you?

"Because I think you're quite honest, and you'll face your fate honestly. I'm not joking with you; your life is in my hands." She spoke in a soft voice, delivering a chilling threat.

“But you can’t kill me—besides, it wouldn’t matter if you did, since my job is done anyway.”

"Work?"

Beneath her chestnut-brown hair, Bais smiled with a somewhat sinister expression: "It might be a good thing for you devils, because in times of desperation, there are always people who choose to make a deal with you."

"You want to spread despair?"

"That's right, and that's what I've always been doing."

With that, she unilaterally ended the conversation. Even if Yuan wanted to continue asking questions, she was silenced by the other party's bloodthirsty gaze. Then, the dagger in her hand flashed like lightning, severing the plague-ridden hand that was holding her.

"Goodbye." Having broken free from the restraint of that hand, Bais's already frail figure departed.

They were willing to let her go.

A real fight could be troublesome, and there wouldn't be enough time to treat the wounded or to deliver the dangerous message. It's good that you're wearing such an enthusiastic smile; something interesting has finally happened.

……

Although she had escaped using her unparalleled stealth abilities, Bais stopped in the woods far from the winery, her face contorted in pain.

She had to stop.

With trembling hands, she slowly removed her ankle boots and rolled up her tight trouser legs, discovering that her ankle was almost completely necrotic. It was a horrific, blackish sight, like a pool of dark mud, with even the bones rotting away.

Bais was tormented by intense pain.

That human-shaped demon was truly terrifying… Her ankle was being corroded by some malevolent force, and the corrosion was spreading. It seemed that soon her entire leg would turn into a pile of mud, and if that continued, her life would be in danger.

The best course of action would be to amputate the leg and then return home to seek regeneration through intermediate-level healing magic...

But Bais couldn't do it immediately, because it would take too long, and she would be ashamed if it affected her country's invasion plans. Left with no other choice, she dragged her crippled leg and used stealth magic on one foot to speed through the void.

We must ensure that everything goes perfectly before I can return to China for treatment.

Before arriving, she had already eliminated Man, the only great hero stationed in Silvermoon City. Although the Rain Wizard had hired two renowned adventurer groups, this did not guarantee success; she was, in fact, an insurance policy for this mission.

For the sake of work efficiency, she originally intended to assassinate the Four Seasons. But instead, she discovered the woman she had previously ruined... If only she hadn't tried to indulge in pleasure, otherwise, she wouldn't have been haunted by that devil.

I just hope that everything goes well with the hired adventure team.

Even if the Four Seasons cannot be dealt with, causing unrest within Silvermoon City would be a good thing.

"...They're all dead?" she asked in astonishment.

From the void, it was observed that the two adventure teams the Rain Wizard had acquired at great expense were now corpses. They lay peacefully, as if purified, yet their deaths were gruesome. It was clear that a great battle had taken place here.

The strength of the Four Seasons Warriors has probably been greatly underestimated.

Byss felt a growing unease, but also an overwhelming sense of trouble. These unreliable adventurers were gone just like that, and their work naturally fell to her. Byss's face turned pale; it seemed she had to prepare herself to lose her entire leg.

Unfortunately, the army had already assembled, and once her message was relayed back, it would be transported directly to this sea area via the fate magic of the Peda Empire. Therefore, even if she went to report this unsettling element, it wouldn't be enough to stop the war's progress.

She could only make a great sacrifice for her country.

Now is not the time to worry about the Four Seasons; ensuring the army's unstoppable advance is her primary task.

Bais immediately went to Silvermoon City and, in every bustling area, secretly used illusion magic to bewitch the weaker humans, causing them to spread rumors that "Lord Balzac is dead," "war is brewing," and "handing over money might preserve peace."

This is one of the subtle tactics used to undermine the enemy from within.

The plan has a follow-up: when Lord Balzac appears to dispel the rumors, she will kill him in front of everyone. Then, terror will spread.

This permanently neutral city, which has always been hailed as an impregnable fortress, will directly crumble and collapse.

……

Earlier—

Before Melia could summon Wish to forcibly dismantle the spatial magic used by Dandelion, they managed to escape on their own. Just as they had entered, they were carried away by a gentle breeze, and their return was also carried by the wind.

B's expression was extremely complicated the moment he saw Sen.

But Melia was much simpler. She ran up and forcibly separated the dandelions, then touched Morishi's body with concern, saying, "He doesn't seem to be injured... That's good, that's good."

"Don't worry, I'm fine."