People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

The residence of a prime minister is naturally heavily guarded. W has made thorough preparations and is on high alert for a thrilling and exciting adventure.

Then she noticed the guard dozing off at the door.

W: "........"

What does that mean? Are you provoking me?

Is this all the security forces are in place at the Prime Minister's residence?

I can't believe it!

W curled his lip. "Pretense, it's all just pretense."

These are definitely just the surface-level guards; the real masters are hiding in the shadows!

A gust of wind blew by, and W couldn't help but rub his hands together.

It was still a bit chilly in Sherag at night, and her clothes weren't very warm. The cold would slow her down and reduce her focus, so she needed to finish her task as soon as possible.

Without further ado, let me see if there are any high points nearby, places where we can hide...

"What are you looking for?"

A cold voice suddenly rang out behind W. W's tail snapped up, and he jumped up, drawing the small knife from his waist in an instant. He turned and stabbed at the source of the voice.

She dared not use the bomb directly, as the commotion would be too great and alert the other guards.

W moved incredibly fast; almost the instant she was startled, she had already pinpointed the source of the sound. This strike was absolutely not going to miss. As an experienced mercenary who had faced countless life-or-death situations, she certainly had that confidence.

The direction of the knife was indeed correct, and the source of the sound was indeed not dodged; however, the figure was faster than W!

W's arm was still in mid-air when it was firmly gripped by another hand, as if clamped in an iron clamp, unable to move forward even an inch! Then, the figure in the shadows revealed its face, its cold gaze sweeping over W, and asked again:

"Answer me, Mercenary W, what do you want by being here at this time of day?"

"Ascalon?!"

W exclaimed the name in surprise.

She never imagined she would meet Ascalon here.

Almost instantly, she made a judgment—she couldn't win.

W is simply unrestrained and willful, never stupid. As Theresis's personal disciple, Ascalon's strength is beyond doubt. Even if another W were to appear, she would not be a match for her.

But why is she here?

W's silence did not earn Ascalon's understanding; she spoke for the third time, her voice now carrying a strong sense of threat:

"W, answer me."

W gritted his teeth and tentatively asked:

"Why ask me such a question? You're here so late; isn't it because you have the same purpose as me?"

Ascalon glanced at her.

Same purpose?

She didn't think W's furtive behavior suggested she was there to protect Ernst. Rather, it seemed more like... she was there with ulterior motives.

A hint of killing intent flickered in Ascalon's pale purple eyes, and the moment her gaze swept coldly towards W, W had already reacted.

There was no time to think about whether it would attract attention, so I blew it up!

A crudely made Originium bomb had appeared in her hand, which Ascalon was holding, emitting a dangerous yellow glow. Ascalon frowned, forced to release her grip, and her figure transformed into crimson mist. The next instant, W's bomb detonated!

"boom!"

The explosion echoed through the quiet night sky, and W's figure had already disappeared into the blast.

Ascalon's figure reappeared, looking at the remaining traces of the explosion, and clicked his tongue.

Got fooled.

The bomb made a lot of noise but little action; its explosion was not powerful at all. Even if Ascalon had taken the hit head-on, he wouldn't have been injured due to his physical condition.

W took the opportunity to slip away.

Too bad, do you think you can get away?

Ascalon's gaze fell upon the mansion below the cliff, a spectacle only those high above, overlooking the entire landscape, could witness—a biting wind carrying snow had enveloped the mansion, and a vaster, more powerful will was watching over it, awaiting the intruder's arrival.

Ascalon bowed slightly in that direction, then his figure disappeared from the spot again.

The exterior of the Shivaish mansion.

W wiped the dust off his body, then found a band-aid and applied it to his scraped wound.

That small explosion was indeed a bluff. At such close range, she wouldn't dare use a real bomb to cause mutual destruction with Ascalon; setting off a firecracker would have been enough.

Her physique was not as good as Ascalon's, and in a fight, she would not have the upper hand at all. She had just seen the killing intent in Ascalon's eyes. If she did not conserve her strength, she probably wouldn't be able to leave this valley tonight!

It's a shame about her night-clothes. To escape quickly, she rolled down the cliff, which must have been quite an ordeal, leaving her with scrapes and cuts in several places. Although it didn't significantly hinder her movement, and her camera was unharmed, it was still a bit of a disappointment.

and.......

Looking at the Shiva's mansion, now lit up again, and the guards who had been awakened, W pursed his lips.

Even the smallest explosion sounds like a thunderclap in the quiet of the night.

Undoubtedly, she attracted the attention of the room's occupant.

Want to retreat?

W hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

There's no way to escape. Now that Ascalon has discovered her, even if she could escape now, Ascalon would definitely find her by tomorrow morning. Even if she escapes from Kjerag overnight, Ascalon might just find Hadley and Ines directly.

W knew that Ascalon was the kind of person who could do that kind of thing.

Although they often bicker, W is genuinely happy to see Hedley achieve his dream and to see Ines's heartfelt smile. If it involves them, W's heart, which has little conscience, will feel a pang of pain, more or less.

In other words, she now only has one way to break the deadlock.

Infiltrate the mansion directly, find evidence that Ernst is a double agent, and show it to Ascalon and Kal'tsit, and to Hadley and Ines.

Only by clarifying the misunderstanding can there be a way out.

Having made up his mind, W gritted his teeth, stood up, avoided the assembled guards, and climbed over the wall into the Shivaesh mansion.

Outside the mansion, a commotion had broken out, but inside, an unusual silence remained. Almost the instant W entered the room, she felt a chill creep into her body. A feeling of being watched arose within her, making her extremely uncomfortable.

But when she looked around, she found nothing.

There were no security cameras or guards at Shivaesh's mansion, and even Ascalon was nowhere to be seen. W had assumed that she would be chased here.

With her keen senses, she shouldn't have failed to realize that her goal was to enter the house.

W's doubts remained unanswered, or rather, she didn't even manage to think about it at such a deeper level.

A chill enveloped her, and even her thoughts began to freeze. She walked forward step by step, her pace slowing down until she finally reached the only room with light, almost trembling.

She reached out and opened the door.

Ernst was not in the room; only a maid dressed in traditional Sherag attire was smiling and watching her.

See, Kal'tsit, I wasn't wrong!

Ernst also kept a woman at home!

"Oh my, you can still think? Your obsession with Ernst really runs deep."

Ya'er looked at W, who was almost frozen into an ice sculpture but didn't even realize it, with some surprise. A flower bloomed on the tip of her raised finger. If you looked closely, the bud of the ice flower was exactly like W.

"That kid just wasn't careful enough. Ascalon didn't attack you immediately when she saw you. Are you someone she knows?"

“I…” W’s gaze was somewhat unfocused, but he did not answer immediately.

Ya'er's expression turned cold, her tone shifted, and the majestic roar of the behemoth echoed in W's mind:

"answer me."

“I am.” W’s mind was completely frozen, and he answered mechanically.

"What are you doing here?"

"I want to find Ernst."

Ya'er's gaze grew even colder, her fingers slightly curled, and the ice flower almost burst open on the spot.

"Ernst always praises me for my kindness, so I'll ask you one more question: if we find Ernst, what will you do?"

W's voice paused for a moment, then he blurted out:

“I have an interview tomorrow. I’m afraid Ernst is a bad person, I’m afraid Hedley will lie to me, I’m scared. I don’t want anyone to be deceived, I don’t want anyone to be disappointed, I want to help.”

"I hope Ernst is a good man. I want to follow him, I want to protect him, and I want to stand by his side every step of the way."

“If everything Ernst said is true, I…I swear to him that I will give my life to him.”

Ya'er stopped moving, her expression somewhat bewildered.

The behemoth's brain went through a brief period of malfunction.

He was a little confused. Could someone translate for me what that Sarkaz girl just said?

Is it...is it that you didn't mean any harm?

Right, is that right?

"Wasn't there supposed to be a power outage? Why are the lights on in this room?"

Ernst's voice echoed in the corridor, followed by footsteps. Ya'er snapped out of her daze, stared intently at W, hesitated for a moment, then put away the ice flower in her hand, disappeared from the spot, and transferred her consciousness back into Ernst's divine stone.

Ernst appeared in the doorway, and W snapped out of his daze, turning around abruptly to meet Ernst's gaze.

Ernst frowned, instinctively gripped the divine stone, and questioned:

"who are you?"

“W,” W blurted out, “the mercenaries of Babel.”

She raised her hand to cover her mouth, her face filled with panic.

What's wrong with me? Why am I answering subconsciously? Why can't I control my mouth?

Ernst was also taken aback: Huh? So honest?

"How did you get here?" he asked again.

“I want to find Ernst.” W’s hand involuntarily loosened its grip, and his mouth answered honestly again.

Ernst was taken aback again, somewhat confused.

What's going on? There was an explosion and shouting outside, and the power went out in the room. He thought someone had broken in and was planning to assassinate him. It gave him a huge fright.

So, the assassin from your family is so honest? He even stands at attention when asked a question, answering everything without hesitation?

What do you want with Ernst?

"me......"

W seemed to realize something and desperately tried to cover her mouth to prevent those words from being spoken.

But her frozen mind gave her no room to recover.

"I...I have an interview tomorrow!"

"I want to follow Ernst, I want to protect Ernst, I want to stand by Ernst's side every step of the way!"

"I came to Ernst for only one thing: I...I want to swear allegiance to him!"

"ah!"

In the Manju Courtyard, in the head maid's bedroom, Ya'er, who was gazing at the Shivaesh mansion through the divine stone, gasped in surprise, looking down at the now-formless ice flower in her hand.

"The temperature was too high, it melted."

Chapter 515 The White Moonlight Theory: There is only one beam, but Terra has two moons.

Shelag, Tukarim, Shelag Government Office Building, outside Ernst's office.

After the interview, Ines glanced curiously at W, who was standing to the side with her head down, looking as if she were in a daze, and raised an eyebrow:

"W? What's wrong with you? You've been like this since the interview. Anyone who didn't know better would think you'd been haunted."