Wei Yang walked along the narrow corridor, the path beneath her feet stretching endlessly forward.
After what felt like an eternity, she finally reached the corridor’s end. There stood a door, completely bound in iron chains. Standing before it, Wei Yang felt an inexplicable urge to open it.
In the end, she restrained herself. Even if it was just an illusion, she absolutely must not open this door.
After a long struggle, she turned to leave. In that instant, a voice came from behind.
“Sister, open it for me, I beg you…”
Wei Yang did not look back.
“Please, open it… let me out…”
Wei Yang continued walking forward, putting distance between herself and the door.
“Sister, only you can save me.” The voice pleaded with a broken laugh. “Only you can rescue me from that person’s grasp… save me, pull me out of this tiny hell—”
No.
Can’t open it.
Can’t let that thing out.
Wei Yang covered her ears and desperately ran forward.
“Let me out… let me out… let me…”
The voice grew fainter and more indistinct, until it was finally swallowed completely by the darkness.
***
Wei Yang opened her eyes in the midst of sleep. The cold moonlight streamed in through the window, casting a faint glow on the bed. Beside her, Lu Ran slept soundly, hugging her quilt.
It was the dead of night. The rain had stopped, but she felt no sleepiness.
She knew where the door from her dream was. It had to be that chained and sealed door in Ah Li’s house.
Ever since Ah Li recognized her as “the sister’s messenger,” her speculations about this nun had never ceased.
First, Ah Li’s ability to distinguish between a divine blade and a demonic blade was itself extremely unusual. Ordinary people didn’t even know what a divine blade was, let alone tell them apart. Ah Li must have studied deities and divine blades, perhaps even had personal contact with them.
And then there was the brand on her hand, which had reacted in front of that door. Wei Yang raised her left hand, looking at the faint pattern on the back of it.
The brand of the divine artifact “Pure White Oath,” its effect was to completely suppress all divine blades in the vicinity for two minutes. Since it reacted to that door, then there was at least a divine blade behind it.
Evidence one: Divine power existed behind the door.
Another matter was—the God of Light could not possibly have remained completely silent.
The God of Light she believed in had never sent a messenger to solve problems. Logically speaking, for a special-grade incident of “Zhuji’s” level, the benevolent God of Light could not possibly ignore it.
It was precisely because of this that Lu ran, having run out of options, had prayed to the Evil God sister, which was the beginning of everything.
The messenger dispatched by the God of Light had already descended upon Huyin Town. But something must have happened, preventing her from appearing in the normal way.
Combining these clues, there was only one answer.
Evidence two: The God of Light’s silence, which defied common sense.
And what was locked behind that door in Ah Li’s house was that very messenger.
Wei Yang closed her eyes, recalling all the things that felt off.
The chain attack that happened in the garden that night, perhaps its original target wasn’t her. It was only because of her identity as a “messenger” that she accidentally triggered that trap.
If that was the case, then the person who deduced alongside her that “a God of Light messenger exists in Huyin Town” was the mastermind behind the chain trap. Their goal was to secretly capture that messenger without the townspeople knowing.
So, why would the mastermind want to secretly capture the messenger? What was their goal?
And Ah Li, why did she lock that messenger away?
Although the answers to these questions lay behind that door, the current situation was still manageable. As long as the princesses decided to give up on “Zhuji” and leave this place, the mission would end. She had absolutely no need to open that extremely dangerous door.
Beside her, Lu Ran seemed to dream of something and suddenly hugged Wei Yang tightly. Looking at the girl’s sleeping face, Wei Yang couldn’t help but think of her own Evil God—her sister.
Her pupils changed slightly, becoming diamond-shaped, a faint yellow light appearing in her eyes. This was the token her sister had given her, her most precious treasure.
Wei Yang let out a soft sigh and bit her lower lip.
‘What an utterly hopeless fool.’
[If losing my eyes could keep you by my side, continuing to be my messenger… I would have no regrets.]
When she heard her sister say those words at the time, Wei Yang couldn’t understand at all why she would go to such lengths for her. Because as a messenger, she hadn’t been helpful at all, and even always made her angry. She was just too terrible.
But now, she finally understood a little, and she had some things she wanted to say to her sister.
If she didn’t do this, she would never forgive herself. She would say it the next time they met. It was a bit embarrassing, but she had to speak these true feelings.
Wei Yang withdrew that light back into her eyes, lay back down, and prepared to try to sleep again.
***
In another mansion in Huyin Town, Galio welcomed home “Namei.”
“Welcome back, Lady Na Fu.”
“Na Fu” gave him a helpless look and waved her hand.
In reality, Namei had just gone to Moon Shadow Lake. This princess’s true identity was the younger twin, Lulu. She had disguised herself as her sister Na Fu, using their almost identical appearance.
“Alright, alright, no need to keep up the act. The reason I told you not to announce it was to keep it from Wei Yang. Who told me I wanted to stay by her side a little longer…”
Galio was stunned by her words.
“Huh, wha-what are you suddenly saying! It’s not that I like her, I just—”
“Does Lady Lulu like her? That little Snow Fox named Wei Yang.” Galio curled the corner of his mouth.
“Huh, wha-what are you suddenly asking! It’s not that I like her, I just… just want to understand her a little, is that not allowed!”
“Okay, I believe you. It’s understandable, being a tsundere.”
“Your expression completely gives away that you don’t believe me at all! And I am not a tsundere!”
“Hehe.”
“What are you laughing at!”
Lulu puffed out her cheeks, but also felt a little confused.
‘Would the Galio from before joke with me like this? Who influenced him?’
Of course, this question had only one answer in her mind.
“Alright, enough fooling around. Where is my sister?”
“Lady Namei? She’s still sleeping. It seems the negotiations with Lilith exhausted her.”
Although she could have woken Namei up, out of the selfish desire “to spend more time with Wei Yang,” Lulu didn’t do it.
Now, she was immensely grateful she had made that decision. Wei Yang’s figure was already deeply imprinted in her mind, impossible to shake. What she needed to do next was return to her room, hug her quilt, and savor it all properly.
Then take a bath and get a good rest. Tomorrow, she needed to have a serious talk with her sister and quickly make the decision that would profoundly affect the future of the princesses and Huyin Town.