Chapter 301
Chapter 106: A Coincidental Collision
When Miss Vilyric arrived at the embassy, Edwina and Leila Renée seemed to still be out, and even Philena had left the office, unsure of where she had gone.
This was quite normal, as the ceiling of the Wing Emperor Palace had just been blown open. The three who had just left would undoubtedly realize that something was amiss and would immediately return to check on things. Philena probably ran out to gather information as soon as she heard the commotion.
Ah, what should I say to them this time?
After sitting in the Envoy Group Leader’s seat and pondering for a long time, Vilyric ultimately decided to say nothing and just play it cool.
Huh? What? An assassin got into the Wing Emperor Palace? I don’t know, I was just waiting by the door for a bit and came back right away when I saw you all come out. What’s the situation now?
Yeah, that’s the plan.
Resolving to fool herself, the Priestess pulled the oddly dressed Little Dragon Daughter back into the room, where they began to kill time by reading books and distracting themselves.
The chaos outside continued for a long time until nightfall, when Philena and Edwina finally returned to the embassy side by side.
They looked a bit anxious, and as soon as they arrived, they headed straight for Vilyric’s room, where they found the Priestess trying to maintain her façade.
“You’re back so late. Was there something happening outside?”
Someone let go of the novel with an indifferent expression.
Seeing her safe and sound, the four of them visibly relaxed, with Philena, who was leading the group, nodding, her expression slightly grave.
“Well, there was an assassin that got into the Wing Emperor Palace, but apparently they ran away. The team that came to help her engaged in a fierce battle with the palace guards conducting an emergency search, and both sides suffered significant casualties. It seems they were targeting the anniversary celebration, but we don’t know why they struck early. Didn’t Miss Vilyric go out too? Didn’t you see anything?”
“Hahaha—actually, I was out early… wait, what did you just say?”
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In the Sky City, the Wing Emperor’s Palace.
The Wing Emperor’s Palace and the Wing Emperor’s Residence were not the same place. The former could be seen as a shared office for past Wing Emperors, while the latter was a private space for Wing Emperor Aistini, a place for her daily life and activities, located not far from the Temple of Sky and built after she ascended to her position.
The residence wasn’t large; at least compared to the grand palace of the United Kingdom, it was quite understated, with a quaint and exquisite design. Due to the Winged People’s tendency to live at high altitudes, it resembled more of a private living castle.
Here, aside from the maids personally appointed by the Wing Emperor, only the Royal Wing Guard could be stationed and allowed inside, so the number of people was not very large.
At this moment, Wing Emperor Aistini was already dressed in a nightgown, lazily leaning on the sofa with a crystal cup half-filled with a light red liquid, listening to the report from Sigrid Kurk, one of the Four Wings.
“Really? There are still infiltrating enemies? Have you clarified their identities?”
“I have clarified them, but the situation of these individuals…”
Like having unspeakable difficulties, Sigrid stood up and placed an investigative report on the table in front of the Wing Emperor, who took it in hand, glanced over it, and frowned slightly.
“Another one of these? It seems it’s indeed her.”
“Your Majesty, are you saying…?”
Aistini’s thoughtful gaze shifted back to the kneeling Sigrid, who seemed reluctant to mention something and merely shook her head.
“Nothing much. While you were out on your mission, an annoying guy popped up and was temporarily driven away by Tira, the High Priestess. Alright, there are no outsiders here, so you can sit and talk.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
The short-haired Winged girl with a ponytail moved to the opposite sofa, her hands neatly resting on her lap. Seeing the Wing Emperor frowning in thought, she waited for a while but couldn’t help but ask.
“You just said ‘driven away’… Does it mean that even the priest with divine protection couldn’t kill or capture him?”
“Well, although it’s hard to believe, that’s indeed the case. That guy is not much weaker than the High Priestess; he’s probably a real Pseudo-God. The one who appeared today is very likely her—the Wing Master has already proven the opponent’s Pseudo-God level strength.”
“But Your Majesty, how could there be a Pseudo-God freely moving in this world? Didn’t the divine oracle say…”
Aistini chuckled without any airs, looking just like two sisters with white hair and wings chatting.
“Ordinarily, that wouldn’t be possible, but if it involves the Abyss, things get uncertain… These are all just pawns being used; we can’t obtain any useful intel. The main issue still lies with that Pseudo-God; her target should be the Temple of Sky.”
After a moment of thought, the Wing Emperor gently shook her head.
“This matter is too much for you; there’s no need to force it. I and the High Priestess will take care of it. How’s the investigation about the ‘seed’ going?”
Upon hearing this, Sigrid perked up, her voice low but excited.
“There’s been a major breakthrough! With Miss Vilyric’s help, we finally pried open Tilysha’s mouth this morning and learned that this might be related to some individuals within the Beast Kingdom’s envoy group. I immediately ordered someone to head to their base, secretly using a compass for comprehensive detection, and we truly found the fluctuations of the Abyss!”
“South and north, how could this relate to the Beastmen?”
The Wing Emperor furrowed her brow again, but ultimately she commanded.
“This matter involves significant complications; the investigation must be careful and cautious, so we don’t alert them. After all, the divine oracle didn’t tell us what to do once we found the ‘seed’; we have to take it step by step.”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
After the serious discussion, Aistini’s expression relaxed a lot as she looked at this capable subordinate she had raised herself, someone who had been following her since childhood, and seemed to ponder something.
“Speaking of which, you seem to trust and admire Miss Vilyric quite a bit. I wasn’t clear on her report before—how exactly did she help Dolina reach the transcendent level temporarily? She didn’t make that child take some kind of life-draining potion, did she?”
Sigrid seemed to have already conducted inquiries regarding this, and she answered without hesitation.
“About this, I asked Dolina. According to her, Vilyric didn’t make her take any medicines; she just used a certain level of physical contact to directly impart strength to allow Dolina to complete her breakthrough. I also checked her body, and there were no signs of damage or depletion.”
“Moreover, at that time, Dolina was poisoned by the petrifying venom of the Abyss Worm and should have been certain to die; it was Vilyric who saved her. Judging from these circumstances and my daily interactions, Vilyric should be akin to a priest of the Church of the Goddess.”
“A priest… heh.”
A light scoff escaped the Wing Emperor’s lips as she took a sip from the crystal cup.
“Leaving aside the petrifying poison, even a transcendent-level priest could never elevate the earth to the same level unless she were at transcendent high rank or even peak. But the Holy Empire currently doesn’t have that level of powerful priest; even the Three Saints are not enough.”
“…”
After saying this, the Wing Emperor fell silent for a while.
“I remember you mentioned that Miss Vilyric once displayed pure white wings in battle?”
