Miss Luo Yan’s Feet Are Buried With Corpses v2c86

Mister Zero, Her Story: Chapter 86 – Song of the Soul

The ethereal song of the soul continued to resonate, its lullaby-like melody casting a strange sense of peace and enchantment over the forest.

If the figure hadn’t shown any hostility, the mental defenses of the investigation team would have crumbled.

Grandma Zoya, watching Luo Yan, felt beads of sweat on her forehead.

She had been trying to connect with Luo Yan through her soul, constantly sensing the ethereal song, her own mind feeling strangely soothed.

She couldn’t continue like this…

But this rare opportunity to glimpse the deeper aspects of mind-related abilities…

Grandma Zoya, although a “Destruction” level ability user, was far from the strongest.

Compared to Old Man Sword, another “Destruction” level ability user, she wouldn’t last a few seconds against him…

She had stagnated for far too long; she longed to see what lay beyond.

Luo Yan patiently waited for Grandma Zoya’s response, curiously looking at the animals around her.

These creatures, large and small, had surrounded her after she returned from the void.

Initially, she had thought they were hostile, but they were surprisingly docile, even lowering their heads for her to pet them.

But animals couldn’t talk, and Luo Yan couldn’t ask for directions.

And exhausted from her battle with the Witch of Envy, she had found a rock and rested.

Until she sensed a strong gaze and saw humans approaching, and she had rushed over to ask for directions.

But… was the old woman’s memory failing?

Luo Yan watched as Grandma Zoya’s lips moved soundlessly.

There seemed to be others nearby, but they were hidden within a mental mist… was there some danger in the forest?

With Luo Yan’s abilities, seeing through the mist wasn’t a problem, but it would be rude.

“Grandma?” Luo Yan waved her hand before the old woman’s face. “Do you not understand my language?”

“I understand…”

Grandma Zoya replied instinctively, then her eyes widened as she realized her recklessness.

The girl before her continued to stare, her clear, pale red eyes seemingly covered in a faint mist, without the terrifying aura of the “Eye of Fear, Envy, and Defilement.”

And she had mentioned Yan City…

Grandma Zoya calmed herself and asked gravely,

“Who are you?”

Luo Yan blinked.

“I… I’m from Yan City, my name is Luo Yan.”

Is this old woman always this cautious? I just asked for directions…

Grandma Zoya’s eyes narrowed.

…So Yan City had produced a monster comparable to a Primordial Demon?

At least in terms of power, this girl was on par with the Witch of Envy, although her true strength was unknown.

Grandma Zoya pondered for a moment, then looked at Hua Qingling, whose senses she had blocked.

If she remembered correctly, this talented girl’s hometown was that remote little…

Grandma Zoya released Hua Qingling from her mental hold.

After a moment of dizziness, Hua Qingling opened her eyes, a pair of pale red eyes meeting her gaze.

“…Big Sister Hua!”

Luo Yan’s face lit up, recognizing Hua Qiling’s sister emerging from the mental mist.

She had unconsciously used Anna’s name for Hua Qingling.

Hua Qingling nodded slightly.

“Hello, Miss Luo Yan… wait, Miss Luo Yan?”

Her eyes widened in shock as she realized who it was.

Was this… a dream? Why was Miss Luo Yan here?

“You… actually know each other…”

Grandma Zoya was speechless. She hadn’t expected this girl, who seemed like the Witch of Envy, to actually be from Yan City.

What was going on in Yan City?

Finally, she couldn’t help but ask Luo Yan, “Aren’t you the Witch of Envy?”

“Ah, me?” Luo Yan pointed at herself, then replied after a moment of thought, “Although there have been some… misunderstandings… I’m not the Witch of Envy.”

Recalling the Primordial Demon whose true name was “Hope,” Luo Yan felt a surge of questions.

But these questions would have to wait.

“But your power…”

Grandma Zoya looked at Luo Yan, uncertainty in her eyes.

At some point, perhaps when Hua Qingling awakened, the girl named “Luo Yan” had changed into a simple white dress, the crimson gown gone.

Had she imagined it?

Grandma Zoya wasn’t sure. The terrifying image of countless crimson eyes staring at her from the girl’s skirt was still vivid in her mind, but now, there was no trace of it on Luo Yan.

And…

Grandma Zoya suddenly realized that the feeling of a mind-related ability user at the peak of their power was also gone.

Not only that, but even the song of the soul seemed to have vanished, only the giant beasts surrounding them remained.

“She’s a Demonically Infected,” Hua Qingling answered, then couldn’t help but ask, “Miss Luo Yan, it’s been a while, have your eyes… recovered? And your power…?”

When Hua Qingling left Yan City, Luo Yan’s eyes had been in a critical state.

Her ability was completely uncontrollable, a single glance equivalent to facing the full force of “Envy.”

Clearly, that wasn’t the case now.

“Sort of… half-recovered…?”

Luo Yan wasn’t sure. The battle had just ended; she hadn’t had time to examine herself.

Nine’s gift of life, One’s sacrifice, rejecting the Witch of Envy’s whispers… she didn’t know what had changed.

“A Demonically Infected… this powerful…?” Grandma Zoya was shocked. “Even the for… I apologize, I misspoke.”

The fact that Dawn’s Misters were Demonically Infected was a secret, known only to a few, including Grandma Zoya.

But she didn’t know much about Demonically Infected. The Misters of Dawn were secretive, their rare appearances revealing little.

Ordinary Calamity Infected could be treated, their uncontrolled symptoms suppressed, but Demonically Infected… there were too few cases.

Perhaps the only ones who had survived to adulthood were Dawn’s nine Misters.

However, Hua Qingling seemed to be close to Luo Yan, so Grandma Zoya suppressed her questions, watching as they began to chat.

“But… Miss Luo Yan, how did you get here?” Hua Qingling asked curiously. “This is near Lannister, far from Yan City, even by lifeline, it would take two or three days.”

“I don’t know,” Luo Yan said, confused. “I was just fighting… the Witch of Envy… in the void… and then I ended up here.”

“…I don’t think Miss Luo Yan jokes.”

The void?

The Witch of Envy?

It sounded… far-fetched…

Even Hua Qingling, with her open mind, couldn’t quite accept such an outlandish claim.

“Anyway, it’s a long story,” Luo Yan said, twirling a strand of silver hair. “A lot has happened since you left… Hua Qiling was seriously injured.”

Hua Qingling was silent for a moment. “I expected that. That girl always pushes herself too hard.”

She rarely stayed in Yan City, rarely saw her much younger sister, but that didn’t mean she didn’t care.

Hua Qiling had been one of the reasons she had rushed back.

“By the way, who is this Grandma? And these people…?”

After chatting with Hua Qingling for a while, Luo Yan realized she had been ignoring the old woman and the figures shrouded in the mental mist.

Why were they here in the forest?

Could it be… because of her?

Recalling the events leading up to this, Luo Yan realized she might have caused a bit of a commotion.

Before Hua Qingling could introduce her, Grandma Zoya stepped forward.

“I am called ‘Zoya,’ a humble guardian of Lannister… my strength is… slightly above ‘Destruction’ level.”

She looked intently at Luo Yan, deliberately mentioning her strength, wanting to see her reaction.

A “Destruction” level ability user?

A level above “Peril,” the pinnacle of human strength, a pillar of humanity.

This was Luo Yan’s understanding of “Destruction” level.

And having met Nine, and briefly controlled One’s body, “Destruction” level ability users weren’t that mysterious to her.

Therefore, Luo Yan’s first reaction was…

—Respect.

She straightened up, lifted the hem of her skirt slightly, and curtsied, a perfect maid’s curtsy.

“Elder Zoya, it’s an honor to meet you.”

Grandma Zoya was stunned.

What did she mean by that?

Why that expression?

Was this some kind of Old Era etiquette?

And why was she bowing to her?

Grandma Zoya had expected Luo Yan, upon learning she was a “Destruction” level ability user, to either show indifference, even disdain, if she truly was the Witch of Envy, or nervousness and awe, like an ordinary person.

This reaction… was unexpected.

Fortunately, Hua Qingling understood Luo Yan’s thought process and tugged on her sleeve.

“There’s no need for such formalities, Miss Luo Yan, just treat her like anyone else,” she then turned to Grandma Zoya apologetically. “Miss Luo Yan is a bit… formal… please forgive her.”

“It’s… nothing,” Grandma Zoya shook her head and sighed.

“I was the one who was… It seems this situation is more complicated than I anticipated. This is beyond my ability to handle; I need to report this to the Free Federation.”

She looked at Luo Yan seriously.

“Miss Luo Yan—if I may, could you please stay here and wait for our decision?”

“Of course,” Luo Yan curtsied. “I apologize for the trouble I’ve caused.”

By now, Luo Yan realized that her unexpected arrival had caused some problems, so it was best to cooperate.

“It’s no trouble at all,” Grandma Zoya, relieved, smiled kindly. “To avoid any further complications, Miss Luo Yan, please wait in the forest for a while. I’ll have Hua Qingling keep you company later.”

“Alright.”

Luo Yan nodded and immediately walked deeper into the forest, the surrounding animals following her.

Seeing this, Hua Qingling couldn’t help but wonder, “When did Miss Luo Yan learn to control animals…?”

After Luo Yan disappeared into the trees, Grandma Zoya waved her hand, releasing the investigation team from her mental hold.

From Luo Yan’s appearance to this moment, only a few minutes had passed.

The team members, upon awakening, prepared to face the disaster, but were surprised to find that the red mist had vanished.

Grandma Zoya stood at the front of the group, seemingly deep in thought.

“Elder, is the matter resolved?” A straightforward ability user stepped forward and asked. “The Witch of Envy… has she left?”

The other team members also listened intently, waiting for her answer.

“…Yes,” Grandma Zoya nodded, feigning composure. “I have… temporarily repelled her.”

…Repelled a Primordial Demon?

The team members were shocked. They were experienced ability users, not easily fooled by Grandma Zoya’s “Destruction” level status.

It wasn’t a secret that Grandma Zoya was among the weakest “Destruction” level ability users, but even the weakest “Destruction” level ability user was far stronger than any “Peril” level ability user.

Therefore, despite their shock, their first reaction was disbelief.

There were limits to boasting…

“She hadn’t fully descended, merely cast a glance from afar,” Grandma Zoya flicked a nonexistent speck of dust from her clothes. “Although I’m old and frail, I can still repel a mere… gaze.”

Hearing this, everyone relaxed.

This explanation was much more believable, and from the current situation, the Witch of Envy had indeed left.

Flattery and praise filled the air, which Grandma Zoya accepted calmly.

Only Hua Qingling looked as if she had seen a ghost.

This old woman, lying so casually… without even blushing…

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