Mister Zero, Her Story: Chapter 76 – The Wrong Script?
The same event, when some truths are hidden, can be perceived differently. Luo Yan was trying to save Sun Biwu’s life, her actions solely for his well-being.
But… to others, it looked different.
A heavily wounded Sun Biwu tumbled out of a spatial rift, followed by a bandaged, terrifying-looking girl.
And the girl, while apologizing, summoned a blade-like spatial rift in her hand, seemingly about to stab the injured Sun Biwu…
It looked like a scene straight out of a yandere story!
Considering Sun Biwu’s severe injuries after disappearing for only a few minutes, what he had experienced… was anyone’s guess.
Everyone shuddered.
The situation was so bizarre that both Yan City and Dawn remained silent.
Whether out of shock or some other reason… no one disturbed Luo Yan.
As for recognition…
For Dawn, the Eldest Mister was a distant memory. After centuries, no one remembered what she looked like.
And even if they had a portrait, One’s bandaged body would make recognition difficult.
On Yan City’s side, due to various reasons, few had ever seen the “Ice Coffin Weapon” directly.
Even Hua Qiling hadn’t recognized her at first, only realizing it after Luo Yan’s reminder.
However, Luo Yan’s mind finally cleared, the confusion from the void receding. Even she was startled by the “End” power in her hand and quickly dispelled it.
Suddenly losing access to “Envy”… felt strange.
Although “End” might be more powerful in combat, it wasn’t as convenient in daily life as “Envy.”
Luo Yan sighed, then stood up, wondering if she should take Sun Biwu to the hospital.
She looked up and saw hundreds of eyes staring at her.
“…”
Luo Yan blinked her one visible eye. She recognized Li Ping in the distance.
And judging from the situation, she could guess who the others were.
Dawn…
She had stumbled right into the center of the battlefield!
Luo Yan wanted to say something. She had come here to stop this war.
But she wasn’t prepared, and being naturally taciturn, she couldn’t come up with a compelling speech on the spot.
However, even without knowing what the Eldest Mister looked like, Rhine wasn’t foolish.
He saw the spatial fragments swirling around this mysterious girl, and her earlier display of spatial manipulation…
Opening and closing spatial rifts with such ease, forming blades of space, then dispelling them…
If anyone in the world possessed such control over space, without losing control, it could only be one person, long deceased.
“Eldest Mister…”
Rhine whispered, his gaze fixed on the bandaged girl.
But the Eldest Mister had been dead for centuries…
…Hadn’t she grown up?
Or rather… had the Eldest Mister always been so small?
He vaguely recalled the portraits of the deceased Misters hanging in the Ember Furnace, back when Dawn City hadn’t yet been destroyed.
The Eldest Mister had been a girl with icy blue hair, but the portrait had been more… mature…
What Rhine didn’t know was that those portraits had been idealized. One, for example, had been depicted as 1.7 meters tall, instead of her actual 1.4 meters, and her expression had been more imposing.
The real One, for various reasons, had remained frozen in time, her appearance the same as when she had first obtained her demonic power and accidentally destroyed her entire settlement.
Luo Yan heard Rhine’s voice and turned towards him.
Sensing the powerful, turbulent spiritual energy emanating from the large man, she guessed he was Dawn’s leader.
So, Luo Yan simply nodded slightly and whispered,
“Yes.”
Judging from their names, Nine was the Ninth Mister, and One was… the Eldest Mister. It made sense.
Claiming to be Luo Yan now would be unbelievable.
And… Luo Yan wasn’t sure what Dawn would do if they knew their “Eldest Mister” was actually someone else.
Therefore, she had to maintain this facade for now.
“Forgive me, One…”
Luo Yan apologized silently.
Rhine was caught off guard by her simple answer.
His expression flickered with disbelief, and he asked, his voice trembling,
“…Is it… truly you…?”
Luo Yan didn’t answer. She raised her hand, and a spatial rift opened beneath Sun Biwu’s feet, swallowing him.
Another rift opened a few dozen meters away, and Sun Biwu fell out, landing at Li Ping’s feet.
Li Ping quickly helped him up, then heard the mysterious girl’s raspy, childish voice.
“Don’t worry, he only suffered some superficial injuries while traveling through space, nothing serious.”
“…Thank you.”
Li Ping looked up at the bandaged figure, his eyes flickering, and nodded.
He had been worried about his old friend and about Luo Yan’s sudden appearance, unsure if she was friend or foe.
Hearing her words, he was relieved; at least she wasn’t an enemy.
Meanwhile, Luo Yan’s display of spatial manipulation dispelled any remaining doubts in Rhine’s mind.
This wasn’t just spatial displacement… this was teleportation through the void!
Spatial displacement usually utilized the gaps between the real world and the void, far less dangerous than the void itself.
Even then, non-spatial ability users needed extensive protection to safely teleport.
And the endless void was a place without time or space, a single misstep potentially sending one thousands of kilometers away in the real world.
And that was the best-case scenario. Most of the time, a misstep meant being lost in the void forever.
And then there was the void’s turbulent currents, capable of annihilating even “Destruction” level ability users.
Luo Yan wouldn’t normally use this method; her control over “End” was far inferior to “Envy.”
But seeing the anxiety in Li Ping and the others’ expressions, she knew this old man was important to Yan City.
So, she had used this risky method to send him out of Dawn’s encirclement.
And to demonstrate her “End” ability.
This was more effective than words, especially since Luo Yan wasn’t good at lying.
“Eldest Mister…”
Rhine’s voice trembled with excitement.
He hadn’t expected this war, launched for various reasons, to result in the Eldest Mister’s return.
With the successive deaths of Dawn’s founding Misters, even Mister Nine, who had watched over them for centuries, gone, everyone knew Dawn was on the verge of a major upheaval.
But if, at this moment, a living Eldest Mister returned…
All their problems would be solved!
Not just stability, but unprecedented unity!
And if the Eldest Mister, unlike the other Misters, supported Dawn’s current goals and ideals, they would reach new heights!
But after the initial excitement, Rhine calmed down, a thought crossing his mind.
Was this resurrected Eldest Mister… truly their Eldest Mister?
According to Dawn’s internal records and the Misters’ memories, their eldest sibling, shortly after returning from a solo visit to “Noah,” had begun preparing her own “Ice Coffin.”
Her condition had been dire, her body constantly emitting spatial rifts, her mind often lost.
Her last moment of clarity and control had been when she entered the “Ice Coffin,” summoning all the Misters for a secret meeting, a final act of will.
No one knew the contents of that meeting, but the result was that the eight Misters declared the Eldest Mister deceased, sealing her coffin away in the depths of Dawn City.
Until the sudden cataclysm, scattering almost seventy percent of the Ice Coffins, including the Eldest Mister’s.
Such a long and detailed record pointed to one conclusion.
—The Eldest Mister was dead.
Some Misters’ deaths were uncertain; they had either wandered into the Wasteland or been sealed away after losing control.
But the Eldest Mister’s death was a fact.
She was the least likely to reappear.
But this girl before them…
Was it a miracle?
Or… divine intervention?
Rhine looked at the mysterious girl, his expression turning serious.
The other Dawn members were still in a state of disbelief, only Grifres noticed the doubt in Rhine’s eyes.
“Brother, what’s wrong? Is the Eldest Mister… fake?” Grifres frowned slightly and whispered. “Except for her size, she looks almost exactly like the portraits…”
“Or…” Grifres glanced at the equally shocked Yan City forces. “Did Yan City manipulate the Eldest Mister’s remains?”
Rhine was silent for a moment, then shook his head.
“I don’t know.”
Even with all the evidence, he wasn’t certain.
Although Rhine and Grifres had whispered, using a discreet method of communication, Luo Yan still overheard them.
Controlling “End,” her body was now between the void and reality, able to perceive both.
Distance was meaningless to her; although not exactly clairvoyant, she had exceptional hearing.
Rhine’s doubts reached her, and she felt a sense of… relief.
She didn’t want to live under someone else’s identity.
This current situation was a deliberate arrangement by One, before her consciousness faded.
Luo Yan didn’t understand her intentions, but it couldn’t be a prank.
Nor was it likely that she wanted Luo Yan to lead Dawn…
One hadn’t mentioned Dawn at all during their brief conversation in the void.
Perhaps, in her mind, only the Dawn with all the Misters… was the true Dawn.
Regardless, Luo Yan couldn’t reveal her true identity yet, but she also didn’t need to maintain the pretense any longer.
As everyone’s attention was focused on Luo Yan, unseen, countless crimson tentacles spread through the shadows.
They emerged from cracks at the base of the tower, writhing and twisting.
The Ember Furnace was being eroded. Even Qin Wen’s resistance within couldn’t stop it, only delay it.
Rhine, after much deliberation, decided to ask directly.
The Misters didn’t mind being questioned; they were Dawn’s guardians, not dictators.
And the Eldest Mister shouldn’t be an exception.
However, few would ever dare question the Misters; their status was transcendent, not just within Dawn.
But the situation was unusual. Rhine had to confirm whether this resurrected “Eldest Mister” was truly their Eldest Mister.
“May I ask, Eldest Mister…”
Rhine took a step forward, his gaze fixed on the mysterious girl.
But before he could finish, Luo Yan raised her hand.
“No, wait.”
“Hm?”
Rhine paused, confused. He hadn’t even asked his question yet.
However, Luo Yan hadn’t interrupted him to maintain the pretense. She frowned slightly, her nose twitching.
“Is there… a familiar scent…?”
A scent?
“…What scent?”
Rhine asked, puzzled. Besides the residual aura of the spatial rifts, there didn’t seem to be anything unusual…
Luo Yan didn’t answer. She looked towards the edge of the Furnace platform, her eyes narrowing.
“…Perhaps I know where it is.”
She sensed a disgusting odor, one she had encountered many times before…
The “Witch of Envy.”
She hadn’t expected a Devil’s minion to have reached this place…
Just then, a single clap echoed, and a crimson mist filled the air, a figure faintly visible within.
This mist was familiar to both Yan City and Dawn.
The “Envy” domain, “Soul Eater.”
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