Miss Luo Yan’s Feet Are Buried With Corpses v2c42

Mister Zero, Her Story: Chapter 42 – A New… Target?

“If that’s the case… it seems… not bad at all.” Frick’s eyes narrowed. “Unexpectedly, besides ‘Mister’ and the ‘Ice Coffin Weapon,’ there’s another Demonically Infected…”

Frick’s strength depended entirely on the abilities he plundered.

And in the New Era, the most powerful abilities were those of the Primordial Demons.

Frick had reached a bottleneck, his strength at “Peril” level, unable to advance further.

Although Yan City officially had only two “Peril” level ability users, there were others.

But usually, his relationship with Yan City was more of a cooperative one.

He wouldn’t participate in disaster events like Ghost Town, which posed a threat even to “Peril” level ability users.

In terms of raw power, Frick was on par with Hua Qingling.

But the biggest problem was… Hua Qingling was far from reaching her limit, while Frick had reached his.

To advance further, he needed to acquire stronger abilities.

So, he set his sights on “Demonic Powers.”

But ordinary demonic powers weren’t something humans could handle. They either came from Demonically Infected individuals or from slain demons—meaning the residual consciousness within the power had been completely erased.

The former was almost entirely safe, the side effects negligible for Frick, who only stored the power in his finger.

But Demonically Infected individuals were incredibly rare.

Even in “Noah’s” records, there had been less than a thousand in the past millennium.

The latter was much easier. Although slain Devil’s minions, who possessed a portion of demonic power, were also rare, one or two would appear every few years.

The problem was that this kind of demonic power carried a certain risk.

If it came into contact with a Primordial Demon’s will fragment, the power might be revoked, or even backfire.

Frick had absorbed Red Butterfly’s remains out of desperation.

And now… a rare Demonically Infected individual seemed to have appeared in Yan City, practically within reach.

“The incident report!”

Frick immediately stood up, intending to go to the Disaster Response Department’s archives.

The report on the Flower Street incident would definitely be there!

He hadn’t paid attention to the Flower Street incident at the time, having been distracted by the Dawn Cadre’s diversion.

Therefore, he knew nothing about the disaster he was supposed to be in charge of.

But just then, a tall, burly figure silently appeared at the doorway.

As Frick opened the door, the figure was about to knock.

“Oh, what a coincidence, Director Frick.”

“…What is it?” Frick looked at the figure, searching his memory before recalling the name. “Qin Wen.”

Indeed, it was Qin Wen.

Although Frick wasn’t short, at about 1.8 meters, being suddenly confronted by a nearly 1.9-meter-tall figure was still startling.

And with Qin Wen’s ability to mask her aura, Frick hadn’t even noticed her approach.

“Oh, the other teams asked me to deliver this file to you. Please take a look.”

As a newcomer to the Apprehension Department, even as a team leader, Qin Wen was still given errands.

Frick took the file, pretending to be calm, and flipped through it. It was just an ordinary patrol report, so he casually tucked it into his pocket and nodded.

“Yes, I’ve received it.”

He then tried to leave quickly.

But Qin Wen didn’t move. Completely oblivious to social cues, she simply thought Frick seemed to be in a hurry and asked curiously,

“Director Frick, what’s the rush?”

What’s the big hurry?

“…”

Frick realized his behavior was unusual, but he couldn’t just brush Qin Wen aside.

She was Li Ping’s protégé… and also a Sword Saint successor, a special status.

He couldn’t just make up an excuse; she might tell Li Ping.

And if Li Ping learned he had lied, he would become suspicious.

The Disaster Response Department archives were under his jurisdiction; a simple check would reveal the truth.

Therefore…

“I was in charge of the Flower Street incident, but I was… preoccupied with other matters at the time and couldn’t handle it properly,” Frick said calmly. “So, even though it’s a bit late, I have to understand the details of the incident.”

“I see, you’re going to check the archives?” Qin Wen asked.

Frick nodded. “Indeed.”

So can you please stop asking questions? Can’t you read the room?

“Actually, there’s no need to check, you won’t find anything,” Qin Wen blinked. “The report on the Flower Street incident hasn’t been filed yet.”

In front of outsiders, Qin Wen liked to use formal language, as if to maintain the image of a traditional Sword Saint successor…

Even though she was a simpleton.

“Oh? How do you know?”

Frick’s heart sank, and he frowned slightly.

Had Li Ping discovered something and hidden it?

This wasn’t good…

“Because I’m the one writing the report on the Flower Street incident,” Qin Wen said. “It was a rare experience, and I intend to treat it seriously, so I haven’t finished polishing it yet.”

“…What do you mean?”

Frick was confused.

“I haven’t finished writing it yet, I’m stuck,” Qin Wen shrugged.

“…Wait, why are you writing it?”

Frick felt a headache coming on, especially since he was standing in the doorway, having to look up at Qin Wen.

“Because I’m the one who resolved it,” Qin Wen said, looking puzzled. “You’re the one who sent me there.”

Frick finally remembered.

The two young ladies Li Ping had assigned…

He hadn’t taken them seriously, and even after learning about the incident on Flower Street, he had prioritized the Dawn investigation.

And Frick, having grown up in a Western mega-city, wasn’t good at differentiating Eastern faces.

He had only just remembered Qin Wen’s name, and that was only because of her unusual height.

But now that she mentioned it, he recalled that there was another girl with her, a beautiful but blind young lady.

“I remember, besides you, there was another…”

Could it be that these two had actually killed the Devil’s minion?

A cold glint flashed in Frick’s eyes.

If that was the case, the mysterious Demonically Infected must be one of them.

“Are you talking about Miss Luo Yan? She was unwell, so I sent her away earlier,” Qin Wen quickly recited her prepared excuse, the same one she had written in the report. “The culprit behind the Flower Street incident was the Devil’s minion I’ve been hunting for months in the Endless Wasteland.”

This was the official story. The two unlucky Apprehension Department members didn’t know the truth, and the only one who might have known, the bodyguard leader, was still unconscious after escaping with his severed arms.

As for Young Master Liu… well, it was best not to mention him; it was too gruesome.

Qin Wen, of course, couldn’t reveal the truth, not even in the report.

Even though she was simple-minded, she knew about Miss Luo Yan’s sensitive status.

Not everyone would accept a “Demonically Infected” individual; most would simply assume she was a Devil’s minion.

Just like she had initially.

“So, you killed the Devil’s minion?”

Frick narrowed his eyes, masking his surprise.

Based on his previous deduction, it was likely the Demonically Infected who had killed the minion.

Could this Sword Saint successor…

“Yes,” Qin Wen nodded. “It was a difficult battle, but I ultimately triumphed.”

“…Impressive.”

Frick nodded, hiding his emotions.

But inwardly, he was ecstatic.

The Demonically Infected he had been searching for was right here!

But Frick didn’t act immediately, even though Qin Wen was no match for him.

First, although he was almost certain, he wasn’t entirely sure yet.

Besides Qin Wen, there was also the blind young lady, “Luo Yan.”

She could also be the Demonically Infected. He couldn’t alert them.

And second, this was the Anomaly Management Bureau…

Too many people, not a good place to strike.

So, Frick suppressed his excitement and calmed himself.

Afraid of revealing his intentions, he lowered his head slightly and said,

“I look forward to reading your report, Miss Qin Wen. I’m very interested in this matter and would like to learn more.”

He couldn’t continue this conversation; he was afraid he would lose control.

Qin Wen found it strange that he didn’t ask her directly, instead wanting to read her report.

Well, it didn’t matter. What wasn’t in the report, she wouldn’t say anyway.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going now.”

Qin Wen bowed to Frick.

Frick returned the gesture.

“Safe travels, Miss Qin Wen.”

He turned and walked back into his office, closing the door behind him.

Qin Wen didn’t leave immediately, looking thoughtfully at the closed door, watching the figure inside walk to the desk and sit down.

“Strange… why is there a familiar, strange smell coming from Director Frick…?” Qin Wen touched her chin, sniffing the air. “I don’t think it was there last time…”

“It’s like… a demon, but not quite? Different from Miss Luo Yan… Never mind, I don’t want to think about such troublesome things.”

“I think Miss Luo Yan should be waking up soon… I’ve been too busy with my new job to visit her… I’ll go to the hospital now that I have some free time!”

Unfortunately, Qin Wen was destined to be disappointed.

…

Faint whispers echoed.

Fleeting images flashed before his eyes, like a revolving lantern.

Mister opened his clouded eyes.

He was alone.

Ling Qi had been sent away from Yan City, which had become too dangerous.

And Mister knew that more trouble was brewing.

With Ling Qi’s strength, she wouldn’t be able to protect herself in this coming storm.

Grifres was still recovering. The aftereffects of the Forbidden Technique were severe; he hadn’t yet regained his full strength.

—Qin Wen’s aftereffects had been mostly absorbed by her twelve swords, leaving her only temporarily weakened.

Probably no other human, not even her master, could achieve this.

This was the power of the “Seven Apertures Sword Heart,” her “Magnetism Control” ability.

Alyxsia was preparing for the coming battles. The previous fights had severely depleted her mechanical army.

Her strength was directly proportional to her army’s size, capable of rivaling a small mega-city at its peak.

At its weakest, she could hold her own against a strong “Ruin” level ability user.

“The children are all busy, only this old, decrepit man… is left behind…”

Just like in Dawn, Mister could no longer guide the children he had watched grow up.

…Dawn was becoming less and less like a family.

The children had grown up; they had their own thoughts, their own plans.

“Now, it seems there’s nothing I can do for them…”

Mister stood up shakily, walked to the window, and looked out at the bustling city, lost in thought.

For some reason, he recalled the little girl he had met a few days ago.

Unable to suppress his longing, he had finally decided to risk visiting the “Wall of Resentment,” to see his sister one last time.

—The risk wasn’t being discovered by Yan City, but by his children.

Since arriving in Yan City, Mister hadn’t visited the “Wall of Resentment,” afraid that Grifres and Alyxsia would discover that the “Eldest Mister’s” remains were here.

He wanted his sister to rest peacefully in Yan City.

Because this was her unfulfilled wish, the hometown she had never returned to.

If Grifres and Alyxsia found out, they would undoubtedly try to retrieve her remains and bring them back to Dawn, which would go against Mister’s wishes.

He knew he couldn’t change their minds.

Therefore, he had remained silent, burying the true reason for choosing Yan City as his final resting place deep within his heart.

However…

That silver-haired little girl.

Her image kept appearing in his mind, her face obscured.

Indeed, Mister had never clearly seen Luo Yan’s face.

He had been drawn to the “aura of Envy” in Spring Breeze Pavilion.

But when he reached the VIP room and slowly opened the door…

The first thing he saw was a serene, silver-haired figure, sitting quietly on the sofa.

Pure, clean, untainted.

…As if she didn’t belong to this world…