Mister Zero, Her Story: Chapter 22 – When Apologizing, One Should…
The slight power leakage from the “Philosopher’s Stone” created a noticeable magnetic pull on Luo Yan’s spiritual energy pistol.
She recognized this force from her reading.
“It’s magnetism,” Luo Yan said. “Her so-called ability to control swords at will is actually magnetism.”
“Her ability is the Superpower type, ‘Magnetism Control’!”
However, even with this realization, it was too late to react.
Three swords and countless sword beams blocked her escape, and the figure in white appeared before her instantly.
“Die!”
Qin Wen grinned ferociously and attacked.
At this critical moment, Luo Yan leaned back, narrowly avoiding the blades.
However, her eye mask, Anna’s carefully designed creation, was sliced in two.
As the mask fell, Luo Yan instinctively opened her eyes, then immediately tried to close them, but it was too late.
Qin Wen was fast. One attack failed, another followed, aimed at Luo Yan’s head.
But the sword stopped an inch from Luo Yan’s forehead, unable to move further.
Because the sword met a pair of eyes.
—Captivating, cherry-blossom pink eyes, with swirling, petal-like patterns and a sinister black vertical pupil.
There was no need for direct eye contact. The moment Luo Yan saw you, you saw her, and her eyes.
Although Qin Wen’s eyes were closed, those terrifying eyes were reflected in her mind.
An indescribable fear gripped her, spreading like poison, her only thought to escape.
This was something Qin Wen hadn’t experienced since leaving the Sword Saint sect.
She froze, unable to advance or retreat.
Trying to avert her gaze brought a deathly terror.
“…I’m truly sorry,” Luo Yan slowly closed her eyes. “There are some things I can’t change. I can’t save everyone, but I also don’t want this tragedy to repeat itself.”
Freed from Luo Yan’s gaze, Qin Wen’s back was drenched in sweat, her white clothes soaked. She opened her eyes slowly, terror lingering in her gaze.
“This is… the true ‘Envy’…”
This wasn’t a cheap imitation. Even a Devil’s Apostle, without a Demonic Offering, couldn’t wield such pure “Envy.”
Qin Wen knew that the Devil’s minion she hunted was a crude imitation.
“Envy’s” true power was to influence the soul and will; physical mutations were a side effect.
But the minion had mistaken the side effect for the true power, harming countless people.
Those people were already dead when they transformed, unlike the Ghost Town residents.
There was a fundamental difference.
“Are you a Devil’s Apostle? No… are you the Witch of Envy herself?”
Qin Wen trembled, realizing her recklessness.
Escaping seemed difficult now.
Facing a Primordial Demon… no, even a Devil’s Apostle… Even Qin Wen’s master couldn’t guarantee victory, let alone her.
“If I said I’m not, would you believe me?” Luo Yan sighed. “‘Envy’ is difficult to control; it easily goes out of control…”
If “Envy” went out of control, not just Qin Wen, but even Hua Qiling would be in danger.
This was why Luo Yan avoided using “Envy” in combat.
“I said, it’s a misunderstanding,” Hua Qiling said breathlessly, rubbing her wrists. “Sword Saint disciple… Qin Wen, right? Ask your master.
“Miss Luo Yan is a ‘Calamity Infected’ tainted by a Primordial Demon’s power. Your master should understand.”
Although Hua Qiling had recently learned this concept from her sister, she used it confidently.
Even Hua Qingling knew this; Qin Wen’s master should too.
The Sword Saint sect was knowledgeable about Primordial Demons.
However, Qin Wen was still in training, not yet “Peril” level, so her master wouldn’t reveal too much.
“…I’ll call and ask.”
Qin Wen, abandoning her formal speech, called her master.
Mainly because she couldn’t win. Luo Yan was holding back; otherwise, things would be much worse.
And a Devil’s Apostle wouldn’t show mercy to a Sword Saint… they were sworn enemies.
“Beep… beep… beep… Well, well, well, who’s calling your old man? My cute little Wen’er…?”
“Master, I have some questions.” Qin Wen’s face flushed slightly.
Calling her goofy master in front of others was embarrassing.
“What is it? Ask away,” the old man chuckled. “Is Old Man Lin from Yan City giving you trouble? Or Old Man Li? Don’t worry, I’ll deal with them—”
“No, I want to ask, Master, have you heard of a ‘Calamity Infected’ tainted by a Primordial Demon’s power?”
Silence. Qin Wen’s expression turned serious.
Her master’s demeanor had also become serious.
“Why are you asking?”
The old man’s voice was grave.
“Because I encountered someone…”
“Is it ‘Mister’ from Dawn?”
The old man interrupted.
This surprised not only Qin Wen, but also Hua Qiling and Luo Yan.
Luo Yan was surprised to hear “Dawn” again. She remembered Grifres from Ghost Town.
He was incredibly powerful, comparable to Hua Qingling.
But for Hua Qiling and Qin Wen, the focus was elsewhere.
Mister from Dawn.
“‘Mister’?” Hua Qiling frowned. “Wait, Sword Saint Sect Master, are you saying ‘Mister’… is also a ‘Calamity Infected’ with demonic power?”
Hearing Hua Qiling, the old man became alert.
“Qin Wen, is there someone with you?”
Qin Wen hesitated.
“She’s—”
Hua Qiling interrupted.
“I’m Hua Qiling, Director of the Disaster Response Department. My sister is Hua Qingling. You should know her.”
“The famed ‘Wind God’s Favor,’ Hua Qingling? Of course.” The old man seemed more serious now. “Since you’re her sister, I don’t mind telling you.
“Yes, ‘Mister’ from Dawn is a ‘Calamity Infected.’ We call them ‘Demonically Infected’.”
Hua Qiling hesitated.
“Only the current Mister, or…”
Only one Mister remained, but Dawn was still a formidable force.
“All of them,” the old man said gravely. “This is a secret, Qin Wen. I was going to tell you after your training, but since you’ve met ‘Mister’—”
“I haven’t met ‘Mister’,” Qin Wen said awkwardly.
“Huh? You haven’t met that old geezer?” The old man’s serious demeanor vanished. “Then why did you ask…?”
Qin Wen glanced at Luo Yan, then quickly looked away.
“I accidentally fought a ‘Demonically Infected’… she has the power of ‘Envy’.”
“In Yan City? With Miss Hua Qiling?”
“Yes…”
“Why did you fight her?” the old man asked, puzzled. “Although Yan City knows little about ‘Demonically Infected,’ if she’s with an official, she’s trustworthy.”
“It was… a…” Qin Wen mumbled. “…misunderstanding…?”
Luo Yan interjected politely,
“Hello, sir.”
“Oh, a young lady, very polite.” The old man’s tone brightened. “I apologize for my disciple’s recklessness, young lady. If she offended you, please forgive her. I can even lend her to you for a few days!”
“Master—”
Qin Wen gritted her teeth.
She hated her master’s inappropriate behavior.
“Thank you, sir, but I’d like to know more about ‘Demonically Infected’ and myself,” Luo Yan said politely.
Silence. The old man pondered.
“Very well, but you must promise not to reveal this, not even to Yan City.
“Same goes for you, Miss Hua Qiling. Not a word, not even to your sister.”
His tone was grave.
“Of course,” Luo Yan said. “I just want… to live.”
“I understand, young lady,” the old man sighed. “Call me back later. I need to sort some things out.”
He hung up.
The Oversight Department members had already left.
Only Hua Qiling, Qin Wen, and Luo Yan heard the conversation.
The atmosphere became awkward.
“Ahem, see? A misunderstanding,” Hua Qiling coughed. “Miss Luo Yan is so cute, how could she be a follower of the ‘Witch of Envy’?”
She had even beaten a true follower… but she kept that to herself.
“I… I’m sorry…”
Qin Wen mumbled.
“Is that it? A bit too quiet, don’t you think?” Hua Qiling feigned anger.
“You almost killed Miss Luo Yan! When apologizing, shouldn’t you… Speak louder!”
Almost quoted that line from the novel…
“Shouldn’t she… show some skin…?” Luo Yan, well-versed in novels, added.
Hua Qiling: “…”
You really didn’t have to understand that, Miss Luo Yan.
“Do I really have to…?” Qin Wen’s expression hardened. “If a sincere apology requires this, then so be it!”
Before Hua Qiling could react, Qin Wen unbuttoned her top, revealing half of her body.
Her fair skin contrasted sharply with her tanned arms.
Qin Wen closed her eyes tightly.
“Don’t… it’s fine, we’re all girls.” Hua Qiling sighed.
Luo Yan looked curiously at Qin Wen’s chest, then at her own, then at Hua Qiling’s.
“Hua Qiling, hers seem bigger than ours, don’t they?”
“…Miss Luo Yan, you’re more beautiful when you’re quiet, really.”
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