Miss Luo Yan’s Feet Are Buried With Corpses v4c5

The God of Malice is Watching the Land: Chapter 5 A Past Encounter Returns

“I originally hoped you could have a more dignified end.”

Norian whispered.

“Dignified?” A hint of irony appeared on Granny Zoya’s lips. “What’s the point of dignity… in my current state… being blown to pieces is the best dignity…”

“This way… I won’t… get up again… and knock you on the head.”

Granny Zoya tremblingly raised her hand, wanting to tap Norian’s forehead like she used to.

But she only managed to lift it halfway before it fell powerlessly.

When Norian was a young man, Granny Zoya liked to flick his forehead whenever she warned him.

But it had been many years since then.

“Die when it’s time to die… At least, Hamid died before me, that’s enough.”

Granny Zoya suddenly laughed silently.

Shadow wasn’t the only one who remembered what happened back then; Zoya also had a deep impression.

Because she didn’t meet the requirements, Zoya was expelled from the Saint candidacy early, but she also luckily escaped the disaster.

However… this luck was another kind of pain for Zoya.

She still remembered the scene when her classmates bid her farewell, but when she turned back, they were all gone.

Did she hate?

Perhaps.

Their smiles appeared countless times in her dreams, remembering their promises, all destroyed by Hamid.

“Lin Qingying… you back-door entrant,” a faint light seemed to flicker in Granny Zoya’s cloudy eyes, “I knew you could do it… thankfully, before I died… you did it…”

Norian stood by Granny Zoya’s side, watching her quietly.

The news that Granny Zoya was contaminated by “malice” had already spread throughout Lannister’s upper echelons. Both the Council of Elders and the Assembly had tacitly accepted her death.

The terror of “malice,” they had seen too much of it these days.

Just a slight contamination, and a kind and gentle person would become irritable and easily angered, eventually losing control completely.

Granny Zoya relied on her “Destruction” level strength to suppress it until now, but this “Destruction” level strength would bring even greater disaster to Lannister when “malice” lost control.

As the Chief Magistrate of Lannister, Norian couldn’t let such a terrifying disaster happen; he had to make a decision.

Before everything became irreversible, kill Granny Zoya.

This was a decision only he could make. Three vacuum bombs had already been taken out of storage. As soon as Norian gave the order, researchers would quickly come and install the bombs on Granny Zoya in the fastest way possible.

And the room beneath their feet, a small teleportation array had already been constructed around it, its target a wasteland thirty kilometers away from Lannister.

The explosion of the vacuum bombs would affect an area of about three kilometers, and the aftershocks might spread to twenty or twenty-five kilometers. Lannister was safe.

All this had been arranged before Norian came to see Granny Zoya.

However…

This decision was too cruel.

To this old woman who had guarded Lannister for most of her life, watched over him for most of his life, it was too cruel.

Before pressing the final button, Norian still came to see Granny Zoya one last time.

“I’m sorry, Granny Zoya.”

Norian whispered, his voice devoid of emotion.

But Granny Zoya seemed to understand. She just closed her eyes and said,

“…Take care of Lannister.”

Norian turned around and slowly exited the room.

The people waiting nervously outside the door saw Norian appear and quickly approached, wanting to ask about the situation.

But Norian raised his hand, stopping the questions from these Lannister higher-ups.

He looked up, his expression indifferent and resolute,

“Execute Plan ‘Guardian’s Death,’ immediately.”

The two researchers who had been waiting for a long time immediately stood up, rushed into the room in protective suits, and came out shortly after, nodding to indicate that the bomb installation was complete.

Then, the teleportation barrier inscribed around the room was activated, its target the wasteland thirty kilometers away.

The next moment, the people of Lannister only saw a monstrous fireball erupting from the core area. No one knew what it meant.

Perhaps the only one who could vaguely guess was Granny Zoya’s youngest son, who remained in Lannister.

Norian looked up, watching the fireball disappear, standing there silently for a long time.

The Lannister higher-ups beside him nervously began the subsequent work. Having lost their only “Destruction” level ability user, Lannister’s situation would only become more difficult.

After an unknown amount of time, Norian slowly closed his eyes, his lips moving slightly,

“…I will.”

……

Noah.

The situation in the panicked Noah wasn’t much better than Dragon City’s. Or rather, the biggest difference between Noah and Dragon City might be the presence of the Twelve Saints and the Sanctuary.

But now, the Noah Sanctuary was sealed, and only Shadow remained among the Twelve Saints, struggling to hold on outside. Several Holy Knight squads capable of confronting “Destruction” level ability users had suffered considerable casualties, some squads even losing more than half their members.

Because Noah, like a lighthouse in the dark night, attracted an equally powerful and surging tide of Calamity monsters with its strong aura of life, even “Destruction” level Calamity monsters had appeared several times.

But at least Dragon City still had several veteran “Destruction” level ability users, while Noah, with the Twelve Saints all disconnected, faced an even worse situation.

Fortunately, no Primordial Demons, that is, “Cataclysm” level Calamity monsters, had appeared yet, otherwise Noah would never have been able to hold on until now.

“When will this end…”

Xinya rested her chin on her hand, sitting boredly in the mansion, sighing.

There used to be quite a few maids here, and she, as the head maid, could play some role.

It was said that they had to wait for Miss Luo Yan’s return before deciding their future.

But later, as the situation in Noah gradually deteriorated, many maids who were just here for internships went home, leaving only her, a government employee, still guarding the place.

Miss Anna, who traveled with Miss Luo Yan, also seemed very melancholic. For some reason, she had locked herself in her room these past few days.

Even food and drinks had to be delivered to her door by Xinya, otherwise she wouldn’t eat or drink, staying silent in her room.

Outside, dark clouds pressed down heavily on the sky, but for some reason, this overcast sky felt more relaxing than the dazzling starry sky, as if freed from some ever-present shackle.

But… was breaking free from shackles a good thing?

Xinya didn’t know. These were things only important figures would consider. For a small screw like her, she just needed to turn in the direction the screwdriver pointed.

Next to the mansion was Noah’s “Ark” project. It was said to contain the essence of human civilization.

When humanity reached the end of its rope, the Ark barrier would open, preserving everything from the New Era as much as possible.

Telling the next civilization that there was once such a New Era, that there was once such a struggle…

Xinya looked up, her thoughts drifting, wondering what the next civilization would be like, and wondering if there were other civilizations before the New Era and the Old Era.

After letting her thoughts wander for a while, Xinya came back to her senses and quickly shook her head.

“Why am I thinking about this…”

Xinya chuckled self-deprecatingly. She was just an ordinary person, not even an ability user.

Although many people said that ability users weren’t that impressive, the lowest “Difficulty” level was only slightly stronger than ordinary people, and only “Calamity” level could slightly show the power of a superhuman.

But most ability users remained at “Difficulty” level throughout their lives.

The proportion of ability users among humans was also very small. Most humans were ordinary people like her, drifting along with the current.

What right did ordinary people have to touch another world?

“…Time to cook.”

Although the dim, gloomy sky didn’t show the time, Xinya’s standard biological clock told her it was lunchtime.

Miss Anna, locked in her room upstairs, also needed to eat. At least she was still the head maid of this mansion, and she should indeed shoulder her responsibilities, taking care of the mansion’s owner.

Xinya stood up, patted her slightly wrinkled maid dress, pushed all her random thoughts aside, and walked towards the kitchen, thinking about what to cook today.

“The weather is so bad, better make something warm, and maybe a soup…”

Silently thinking about today’s meal, Xinya turned into the kitchen.

But when she looked up and brought her thoughts back, she saw a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar dark figure standing in the kitchen.

“Who!”

Xinya immediately became alert, reaching for the self-defense pistol in her pocket. This was the self-defense weapon equipped for every head maid.

A simple small pistol, easy to hold even for a woman’s small hand, containing seven bullets inscribed with a barrier rune called “Burning.”

Pulling the trigger activated the rune, its power roughly equivalent to a strike from a “Calamity” level ability user.

For ordinary people, this level of self-defense weapon was sufficient.

Furthermore, this self-defense pistol was also bound to a warning device. Once triggered, it would send a warning message to Noah’s central command.

In this location near “The Ark,” Noah’s city guards could probably arrive in just three or four minutes, and there might even be Holy Knights coming to assist.

As Xinya shouted, the figure seemed to notice her arrival, slowly turned around, revealing a profile perfect beyond reproach.

Any adjective would be weak and pale at this moment. The stunning beauty, unique in the world, made one involuntarily hold their breath just by looking, and the dark eyes, like abysses, deeply attracted anyone who dared to peek.

A cold silence and sorrow suddenly washed over Xinya’s heart, but the next moment, it receded like a tide, and she finally recovered.

Composing herself, Xinya focused her gaze on the stunning figure before her again, and instantly gasped,

“Miss Luo Yan?”

Indeed, standing in the kitchen was Miss Luo Yan, whom she had spent some time with. Although they hadn’t seen each other for a while, and Miss Luo Yan’s appearance had gradually blurred in her memory, seeing her again today, the impact of her stunning beauty still made Xinya feel a little out of control, and she took several deep breaths to recover.

However… why did Miss Luo Yan’s long silver-white hair turn black after going out?

After all, Miss Luo Yan’s floor-length silver hair was even more memorable than her face. Seeing that silver-white color would involuntarily remind one of Miss Luo Yan.

Miss Luo Yan seemed to pause, then nodded slightly.

“…When did you come back?”

Xinya tilted her head slightly and asked cautiously.

“Just now.”

Miss Luo Yan nodded indifferently, then turned away again.

For some reason, Xinya inexplicably felt that Miss Luo Yan had become somewhat unfamiliar. Although her appearance was identical, she seemed like a different person.

If Miss Luo Yan usually gave the impression of a gentle spring breeze, the current Miss Luo Yan only exuded endless cold silence and loneliness.

Although she was standing just a few meters away, Xinya felt that she was very far away, as if they weren’t in the same world.

However…

Xinya leaned closer, and her expression immediately turned terrified.

“Miss Luo Yan, why… are you cooking?”

She was horrified to find that Miss Luo Yan was holding a large ladle, standing in front of the stove. The flames on the stove danced like sprites, seemingly casting some delicious magic on the stew pot above.

A whole chicken could be vaguely seen in the stew pot. Miss Luo Yan, wearing an apron, tilted her head slightly to look at Xinya.

If this beautiful scene were captured in a photo, it would probably go viral on the forum. From any angle, it surpassed ordinary artistic photos.

But the problem was Miss Luo Yan!

This was Miss Luo Yan cooking!

Since that dark night, Miss Luo Yan’s cooking had become synonymous with some kind of biochemical weapon.

If someone wanted to experience a near-death feeling, the maids present at that time would directly recommend Miss Luo Yan’s food.

Hearing this, Miss Luo Yan’s body trembled slightly, and she turned her head towards Xinya with a slightly puzzled expression,

“I… can’t?”

“Didn’t you promise not to cook anymore last time…”

Xinya’s hands trembled slightly. She looked at the pot of soup, which looked delicious and smelled delicious, but seemed incredibly dangerous simply because it was in Miss Luo Yan’s hands, and swallowed hard.

Damn it, why did she seem to be getting hungry…

“…There was such a request.” Miss Luo Yan seemed completely unaware of this. She put down the ladle in her hand and turned off the stove fire. “But I’ve already finished cooking, should I throw it away?”

Miss Luo Yan’s dark eyes looked calmly at Xinya. This gaze didn’t last long, and Xinya quickly lost and looked away slightly.

“…”

Under these circumstances, how could she possibly say throw it away!

Anyway, drinking it last time only caused a flashback…

What harm could drinking it again do!

With a mindset of facing death, Xinya made up her mind and squeezed out through gritted teeth,

“Ahahaha… forget it, forget it, it would be such a waste to throw away such good chicken soup…”