Things about the female knight in black stockings

Marako, Lily's former teammate and one of the survivors of Lily's squad, is currently recuperating in the cathedral of Mosantina in her palm-sized spirit form.

The other two zombies walking beside Marako were young men dressed in the style of the Sage's Tower. They were probably Marako's two older brothers, both of whom had a crush on Lily.

This combination immediately caught Valensa's eye.

Considering that she probably didn't have much time left to search slowly, Valensa quietly went to another street, lifted the mental power that erased her presence, roughly calculated the walking route and speed of the three Maraco corpses, and walked towards them.

As planned by Valensa, the two indeed met by chance.

The reunion of the team members under these circumstances created a rather strange atmosphere.

But this eerie atmosphere made Valensa breathe a sigh of relief, thinking to herself:

Bet right.

Unlike the other three members of the Sage Tower team who were filled with hatred for Lily, Marako and the other two zombies showed a complex range of emotions.

There was certainly hatred for Lily's betrayal, but in the eyes of the two young male zombies, there was a strange kind of love.

They didn't seem to harbor much resentment towards Lily for killing them; instead, they felt a sense of romance, as if dying under a beautiful woman's blade made even zombies seem romantic.

If Valensa hadn't been restrained by Savat Langdon's orders, she felt the two male zombies might have even approached her.

Besides resentment, Marako's feelings towards Lily were mostly fear... She didn't even dare to look Valensa in the eye for more than 3 seconds.

After a brief exchange of glances during their chance encounter, Valensa maintained Lily's cold expression and spoke in a very indifferent voice:

"Where is your master? Take me to him."

These words caused Marako's eyes to flicker rapidly, and Valensa's heart to clench, preparing her for the worst-case scenario.

Fortunately, luck smiled on Valensa once again.

After a flicker of emotion in the eyes of the three zombies, the zombie Mara spoke, but her voice had lost all its youthful clarity and pleasantness; it sounded as unpleasant as a broken stereo.

"The agreed time has not yet arrived."

The agreed time hasn't arrived yet?

So, Savat Langdon was indeed focused on something, and that it was closely related to the Sin Angel, and was even instructed by the Sin Angel?

Moreover, judging from the state of the zombie Marako... its consciousness has been taken over by Savat Langdon, and the one speaking to it now is actually Savat Langdon himself.

The fact that he would say such things to himself means that he indeed failed to see through him, and the plan is about to succeed.

Valensa's mind raced in an instant, making all sorts of speculations.

Then, she forcefully suppressed her pounding heart, maintained Lily's cold expression, and said in a very indifferent voice:

"The situation has changed, and I need to make some preparations as soon as possible."

The zombie Mara remained silent, her eyes flickering. After more than twenty seconds, she spoke again:

"How to say?"

"Those people outside seem to be getting impatient."

Valensa shrugged slightly:

"While there are quite a few idiots in that so-called joint action team, the Witch of Destruction from the Witch Forest is not to be underestimated. She seems to have grasped the crux of the problem and is strongly advocating a direct assault, while the others are almost convinced by her."

So I need to see you… If those people really do manage to storm in despite the hostages' deaths, someone has to protect the spoils, right?”

The zombie Marako fell silent again, her eyes flashing like the lights on a computer tower.

This time, a full minute or so passed before the zombie Mara finally spoke:

"can."

Then the zombie Marako's body swayed twice more, the strange flicker in her eyes disappeared, and she returned to the expression of both hatred and fear towards Lily... It must be that Savat Landon's consciousness left.

But Savat Langdon clearly left orders before leaving. Zombie Mara gave Valensa a deep look, then turned and walked in a certain direction, followed by the other two zombies.

Valensa gritted her teeth, hesitated for a couple of seconds, and then followed.

The three corpses and one person walked through many streets. During this time, many undead guarding hostages saw Valensa, but they all pretended not to see her.

Several hostages, upon seeing Valensa dressed as a Sage Tower Ranger Knight, excitedly called out to her for help, but were executed by the undead guards after only a few shouts.

The more composed hostages, seeing Valensa's indifferent and aloof demeanor, immediately realized that this ranger knight from the Sage's Tower was also a bad guy. Their faces turned even paler, and their eyes were filled with despair.

This scene was also witnessed by the people in the joint operations team's command center from a high-altitude perspective. They expressed their regret for the dead hostages, but more than anything, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Valensa's plan hasn't failed yet! And judging from how she interacts with the undead, she has clearly gained their trust and infiltrated the enemy ranks!

Her Majesty the Sun Goddess was right about this person! Although this Holy Knight is a bit weak, she's incredibly reliable.

Everyone in the command center suddenly felt a surge of anticipation for Valensa.

Even Elanfeel, who had been eager to launch a strong attack, looked at Valensa with curiosity in her eyes, her beautiful gaze constantly shifting.

This interesting little girl might actually be able to create a miracle?

Valensa was unaware of what the people in the command center were thinking, but she assumed they could see her performance from their high vantage point.

Since their plan has not failed yet, or rather, is progressing smoothly, the joint operations team should no longer be in a hurry to launch a full-scale attack, right?

With this thought, Valencia's anxiety was greatly relieved, and she patiently followed the zombie Marako across almost half the city.

Is this... a slum?

As the zombie Marako led her into a dirty, chaotic street filled with stench and flies, Valensa frowned slightly.

Savat Langdon, could he be hiding here?

How could a noble-born, Rank 1 expert like him endure such an environment?

Hiding would be understandable, but with hundreds of thousands of hostages at his disposal, Savat Langdon could have easily chosen a much more comfortable place to carry out his plan…

With a deep frown, Valensa continued to follow the zombie Marako deeper into the slums, only to find that the smell in the air was getting worse and worse.

About 50 meters away, at the end of the road, there is a latrine, the kind of dry latrine, where you can see excrement and urine on the ground in front of the door.

Valensa frowned even deeper, and the thought of simply giving up flashed through her mind several times... Having lived in a metropolis in her previous life and being a noble lady in this one, when had she ever suffered such stench?

So disgusting!

But in the end, the regret of losing everything after abandoning the plan made Valensa choose to persevere.

As the dry toilet drew closer, just as Valensa was about to use her mental powers to temporarily eliminate her sense of smell, the surrounding environment suddenly changed.

The dry toilet in front of us has disappeared, and so has the unbearable stench of excrement and urine.

At the end of the road, there was only a small house of less than 10 square meters. The door was open, and behind the door was a long staircase leading down.

This is the entrance to Savat Langdon's hiding place, except that it has been cleverly disguised by an illusionary barrier as a stinking outhouse!

Valensa suddenly realized, and at the same time couldn't help but admire Savat Langdon's method of concealment.

Think about who's in this joint task force?

She is a paladin of the Church of the Sun, a sage and apprentice of the Sage's Tower, and a beautiful and powerful witch of the Witch Forest.

These people almost all grew up in privileged material conditions, so they would definitely avoid places like slums with dry toilets.

For example, Valensa herself... If it weren't for the zombie Mara leading the way, she definitely wouldn't have been able to find Savat Langdon's hiding place even if she had a few more days.

Because in places like slum outhouses, Valencia would probably avoid them from a great distance just because of the smell, and wouldn't even think of going close to search them.

However, it was precisely this cleanliness that made her a young lady of high birth that Savart Langdon exploited, and she successfully hid herself by using the incredibly smelly slum outhouse as a disguise.

Fortunately, Valensa was more skillful and successfully deceived Savat Langdon... No matter how well-hidden Savat Langdon's hideout was, he still had to personally have his undead subordinates lead Valensa inside.

The three zombies, Mara and her companions, stopped at the entrance, showing no intention of going in.

Valensa took a deep breath quietly, her face still expressionless and cold like Lily's, and walked into the entrance without hesitation, down the stairs.

This staircase is quite long, almost as long as the subway in the mountain city in Valensa's previous life. It took about fifty-six meters to go down to the bottom.

Chapters 148-150 You evil god, you've utterly degenerated!

The underground space is larger than I imagined, almost equivalent to half of the city of Polynesia.

Valensa knew why Savart Langdon had chosen the slums as his hideout—because only the slums offered a convenient space to build such a large structure.

If you undertake such a large-scale project in an affluent area, you're likely to run into the various basements built by those powerful and wealthy individuals.

However, the fact that Savat Landon was able to build such a large underground space in Poliland City... clearly indicates that he didn't choose Poliland City randomly. He likely established a firm foothold here long ago, and may even have colluded with certain local powerful figures.

Those powerful figures who 'luckily' escaped from Poliland before Savat Langdon attacked the city should be thoroughly investigated afterwards!

While muttering these thoughts to herself, Valensa kept looking around with a rather strange expression.

The underground space was large, but its layout was quite clear. The most common thing in it was something that Valensa had seen everywhere in her previous life, but which had never existed in this world.

Plastic mineral water bottle, the kind that holds 500 ml.

Countless bottles like these stood on the ground, densely packed, almost filling the entire surface, leaving only a path less than 2 meters wide. A rough estimate puts at least hundreds of thousands of bottles, or even more.

Many of the plastic water bottles had labels on them, and the labels had Chinese characters that Valensa found quite familiar, which explained her strange expression.

However, those Chinese characters were not from the Chinese language, because along with them appeared various kana characters... Those Chinese characters were from the island nation's language, and although most of them were similar in meaning to the Chinese characters from the Chinese language, some were quite different.

These plastic water bottles clearly originate from the world of Asakura Mai.

Savat Langdon had been running a cult there for many years, not only controlling gangs but also dragging many high-ranking politicians of the island nation into his schemes, and eventually even taking control of a U.S. military fleet.

He could fool tens of thousands of young people in Tokyo who desperately wanted to travel to this world, so getting a plastic water bottle worth a million or two would be a piece of cake.

Savart Langdon acquired so many plastic water bottles not to sell as scrap, of course; he used these inexpensive everyday items of technological civilization as some kind of experimental container.

Inside each plastic water bottle on the ground was a palm-sized humanoid creature with bald, pointed ears and green skin, which appeared to be goblin babies.

Each goblin toddler has a thin thread inserted into its head, with the other end of the thread extending out of a plastic water bottle... This is true for at least hundreds of thousands of plastic water bottles throughout the underground space, and all the threads converge at the end of the corridor.

It is clear that these plastic water bottles and the goblin babies inside are part of a plan that Savat Langdon is using as expendable resources to buy time in order to complete.

Valensa stared at the goblin babies in the bottles for a while longer and was surprised to find that many of them were moving their mouths slightly, muttering softly like old monks chanting sutras.

Valensa quickly activated her mental powers to enhance her hearing and listened intently. After a few seconds, her gaze became even stranger.

The goblin toddlers were whispering in Japanese!

Considering the relevant intelligence she currently possessed, Valensa quickly came to a guess.

Those young people in Tokyo who dreamed of traveling to another world and falling in love with handsome men and beautiful women there probably all met their demise at the hands of Savart Landon after arriving.

Afterwards, Savat Langdon must have used his soul splitting and transplantation technology to divide the soul of each young man in Tokyo into dozens or hundreds of parts and then transplant them into goblin babies.

These mass-producible goblin babies with human souls should be an important part of the Savat Landon Project, but Valensa can't think of any specific use for them yet.

Valensa could only continue to listen carefully to the whispers of the goblin children, trying to find the answer.

Unfortunately, Valensa's English proficiency was not very good; most of the words she knew came from various anime and games.

In addition, the goblin toddlers spoke very quickly and unclearly, making it even more difficult for Valensa to understand them.

She deliberately slowed her pace, focused all her attention on listening, and only managed to grasp one word that was repeated the most.

It's a compound word, one part of which means "goddess" in pronunciation. This word appears in many anime and manga works, and Valensa was certain she wasn't mistaken.

The other half of the phrase, the modifier preceding "goddess," appears to be a loanword, seemingly from English, composed of two English words: time and falsehood.

Taken together, this phrase can be roughly translated as "Goddess of Time and Illusion".

Goddess of Time and Illusion...

Valensa quickly recalled the name in her mind and was quite certain that she had never heard of it before.

Is it a false god from another world or planet, or an evil god from a cult?

Valensa was unsure and didn't make any rash moves. She continued walking down the path, intending to first examine the convergence of the thin lines on the goblins' raised heads.

After walking along a corridor that was about two or three kilometers long, Valensa finally passed through the underground space filled with bottled goblin toddlers. Before her was the convergence point of countless thin lines, which led to another room separated by a metal wall.

Savat Langdon is most likely there.

Valensa stood in front of the door, took a deep breath, and quickly mentally rehearsed the possible conversations she would have with Savart Langdon before pushing the door open and entering.

This room isn't very big... at least it's much smaller than the underground space outside, which is two or three thousand meters long and wide. It's probably only a few hundred meters wide.

At the end of all the fine lines, right in the center of the room, was a peculiar device, half black and half gold, resembling an altar.

A golden torch-like prop was inserted at the top of the device, but instead of an ordinary torch flame, the top of the torch was a strange, off-white ball of light, which was bound within a metal structure at the top of the torch that resembled a flower bud.