Miss Luo Yan’s Feet Are Buried With Corpses v3c34

Witch’s Night: Chapter 34 Another Flashback

As the pinnacle of the “Mutation” system’s powers, the power of “Terror” was naturally not limited to just this.

In fact, theoretically speaking, “Terror” could achieve things like Hua Qiling’s “Eagle Eye” or typical physical enhancements.

But the problem lay with the God’s Chosen who controlled the power of “Terror.” Cecilia didn’t have these conditions.

Her body was simply too frail, too frail to support the power of “Terror.”

For as long as she could remember, Cecilia had been tormented, and her survival until now could only be described as clinging to life.

In this situation, enhancing other parts of her body was simply a fantasy, so all her power had to be concentrated in her mind.

Even her mind, under the amplification of “Terror,” had reached a terrifying level.

The ghastly shadow conjured by Cecilia’s imagination had destructive power that could reach “Ruin” level, and even possessed untouchable, strange properties, and this was still the result of Cecilia being restricted.

It was imaginable what kind of terrifying disaster Cecilia’s uncontrolled mind would bring to Lannister if her power completely went out of control.

Of course, these potential crises had been completely resolved after Luo Yan intervened.

Using a method similar to One’s, combined with the research in Hamid’s notes, Luo Yan used her own body as Cecilia’s balancing mechanism.

All the overflowing power that could cause Cecilia to lose control would be borne by Luo Yan.

This wasn’t without risk. If the overflowing power exceeded Luo Yan’s limit, both she and Cecilia would lose control.

In other words, it was equivalent to Luo Yan also bearing Cecilia’s life, and her countdown was once again accelerated.

The three-month safe period was now shortened by at least a month.

But at the same time, because of this, Luo Yan gained the ability to use the power of “Terror,” at least Cecilia’s “materializing imagination” had been inherited by her.

“Phew… That should be resolved.”

Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Cecilia’s curled-up small body seemingly relax a bit, and the pain on her face easing, a faint smile appeared on her face.

This seemed… not bad.

With a wave of her hand, the longsword created by materialized imagination slowly dissipated, and Luo Yan stood up and gently covered Cecilia with the blanket.

“Grumble—”

Just then, Cecilia’s stomach made a cute rumbling sound.

She seemed to be hungry.

Luo Yan chuckled. Only then did she realize that she was also a bit hungry, although it was still within her tolerance range.

“It feels like a lot has happened today…”

At the noble banquet, Luo Yan had been busy mixing and drinking… playing with cocktails. Then a series of incidents occurred, and when she finally left the manor with Chris, she hadn’t even had a bite to eat.

Even “Destruction” level ability users would feel “hunger,” but it was just a feeling; they didn’t need to eat.

Perhaps, “hunger” was a unique feeling that living beings couldn’t avoid.

“Let’s get something to eat. Miss Chris should be hungry too.”

Luo Yan patted her plain white dress. She had been a maid before, after all, and although she wasn’t a specialized cook, she occasionally cooked.

She walked out of the room, intending to ask Chris what she liked to eat and if she had any dietary restrictions, but what she saw was Chris immersed in hugging Hua Qingling’s teddy bear.

“Hehe, Sister Qingling, my Sister Qingling…”

“…”

Luo Yan felt it was best not to disturb Chris at the moment, so she quietly picked up an apron and walked towards the kitchen.

……

A few days later, in Lannister.

Bishop Hamid had left Lannister. The mole embedded within the Lannister Council of Elders had been discovered, and countless followers of the Church of the End Gods were exposed under Tina’s “Siren’s Song.”

The ability inherited through generations of the Lequista family had a strange compatibility with identifying cultists, able to easily find hidden cultists among the masses.

Of course, such large-scale and precise manipulation of her ability was quite taxing even for Tina, a “Peril” level ability user. She could only do it within a limited range and couldn’t cover the entire Lannister.

This range, of course, included… the nobles.

Count Spencer aside, what shocked the Lannister higher-ups was that… there was only Count Spencer.

The other nobles weren’t cultists…

Norian had been prepared for one-tenth of the nobles to be cultists, but this situation greatly exceeded his expectations.

“It seems the Church of the End Gods doesn’t accept just any trash,” Norian shook his head helplessly. “Count Spencer… was the only decent one among those good-for-nothing nobles, and he turned out to be a cultist. I have to say, it’s quite ironic.”

“Hehe, so, besides little Susan, the other Elders…”

Granny Zoya still spoke cheerfully, showing no sign that she had been seriously injured in the crisis a few days ago.

As the most important “Destruction” level ability user in Lannister, she naturally received the best treatment. Countless precious medicinal herbs and the most valuable medical resources were immediately used on her.

That was why she was able to fully recover in just a few days, only left with some minor hidden injuries that could be slowly treated later.

It wasn’t until Granny Zoya recovered that Norian felt that the crisis had truly passed, and he slowly relaxed.

Without a “Destruction” level ability user present, even if that “Destruction” level ability user was just a straggler, it was difficult to guarantee the safety of the entire mega-city.

The Lannister side didn’t know about the existence of the shadow avatar. Every movement of a Saint had to be handled with extreme caution, especially at this juncture, the fewer people who knew, the better.

“Well, that’s not entirely true. Madam Susan was only mediocre among the Elders in the Council. I don’t know whether she was deliberately concealing her strength or if that was all she had, but we can’t speculate about the other Elders based on this.”

Norian waved his hand and said, “If that were the case, wouldn’t I be the most suspicious? Hehe… I’m the strongest in the Council of Elders; it seems no one dares to claim the second position.”

A rare look of pride appeared on his face; this was the pride brought about by his achievements.

However, Norian rarely showed arrogance in front of outsiders. Only when interacting with Granny Zoya would he occasionally show it.

“I was just saying, I wasn’t being serious,” Granny Zoya narrowed her eyes. “However, why did Hamid suddenly leave… this is very suspicious. He didn’t use his full strength when fighting me. His strength is far greater than mine.”

Zoya readily admitted this. Although her “Destruction” level strength was genuine, there was still a large gap between her and the top “Destruction” level ability users.

“Should I investigate?” Norian said.

Hearing this, Granny Zoya shook her head and said,

“No, don’t investigate. No matter what, let this matter rest. The current Lannister can’t afford any more trouble.”

Whether it was the mysterious girl named “Luo Yan” or the secret intervention of a Saint, the best course of action for Lannister was to remain ignorant.

Even if they knew something, they had to maintain an attitude of “not knowing.” Playing dumb was a skill, and also a way of survival.

“There hasn’t been any news from Restricted Zone Seven. I wonder what Saint Illusion will arrange.”

This matter weighed heavily on Norian’s mind until it was resolved.

Especially after learning that Miss Chris had somehow been involved in this matter, he was even more worried, afraid that something would happen to this young noble lady from Noah.

That would be a serious diplomatic incident…

“With that girl Qingling there, there’s no need to worry.” Granny Zoya said cheerfully. “She’s very sensible in her actions, we both know that.”

“Indeed.”

Norian sighed. In this crisis, the calmness and composure displayed by Hua Qingling wasn’t at all like that of a woman in her early thirties.

At least one-third of the Calamities were extinguished under her leadership.

Granny Zoya’s youngest son had also been in Hua Qingling’s squad, and after returning, he had praised her highly in front of Granny Zoya.

As for the blond young man, Sivir, who had tried to strike up a conversation with Hua Qingling before, Granny Zoya’s full name was Zoya Sivir.

“From… Yan City…”

Norian pondered the name of this mega-city, which he had only recently heard of. It seemed to be a newly established city, less than a hundred years old.

It could even be said that when the Constantine incident, the biggest change in Lannister’s recent history, occurred, it was unknown whether Yan City had even been established, which showed how young it was.

In the official records, Luo Yan was also from Yan City.

“Send an envoy there sometime later and consider establishing diplomatic relations.”

Norian pondered for a moment and made this decision.

Granny Zoya never interfered in political matters like this, so she didn’t say anything.

Of course, for Lannister, which had just experienced a disaster, Norian still had a lot of work to do. After a short rest, he once again immersed himself in his busy affairs.

Granny Zoya didn’t disturb him and quietly left the room.

Accidentally looking up, Granny Zoya inadvertently saw the sky.

Although it was daytime, the dazzling starry sky could still be vaguely seen above, twinkling faintly among the clouds.

“The truth…?”

Granny Zoya suddenly thought of what Hamid had said to her before leaving, but she immediately felt that her random thoughts were absurd and shook her head self-deprecatingly,

“Why would I remember the words of a cultist…”

She didn’t care about any truth; she was just Lannister’s guardian, nothing more.

……

Meanwhile, Restricted Zone Seven, the residential building.

Hua Qingling should have been busy resolving the remaining Calamity incidents during this time, but today she was inexplicably sent back, and still received her payment.

There was no other way, who else was as familiar with Luo Yan as she was, and Norian wasn’t at ease leaving only Miss Chris with Luo Yan.

When Hua Qingling returned to the apartment and opened the door, she saw a dejected Chris, along with Luo Yan and an unfamiliar pink-haired little girl.

“Help… wuwuwu, Sister Qingling, save me…”

As soon as Chris saw Hua Qingling, she immediately rushed over with a crying face, starting to lament her miserable experience.

Actually, it wasn’t that miserable, it was just that the food Luo Yan made wasn’t very edible.

The reason Luo Yan’s cooking was so bad was actually understandable. First of all, the place where she learned to cook was a bit problematic, it was Ghost Town, after all…

Secondly, Luo Yan always ate her own cooking and never cooked for others. When Anna came to take care of her in Yan City, she was the one who cooked.

When Hua Qingling was around, she was the one who cooked. Although she was a good-for-nothing homebody, due to her long travels, at least cooking wasn’t a problem.

And Luo Yan’s sense of taste was a little different from ordinary people, which made her seasoning a little strange, coupled with the rather unconventional cooking style from Ghost Town.

Well… it could be said to be edible, but there was no guarantee that it wouldn’t cause problems…

Anyway, Luo Yan was fine, and judging from Cecilia’s appearance, she seemed fine too.

But Chris wasn’t fine. After all, she was a young lady of noble status, and even her usual simple meals were prepared by specialized chefs.

Even the rations she carried when secretly carrying out missions were no exception.

As the premier hereditary noble family of Noah, the Lequista family’s chefs were, as one could imagine, all top-notch.

The first time Chris ate Luo Yan’s cooking, she almost fainted. She had never eaten anything so… she didn’t know whether to call it inedible or just strange.

It could only be said that Chris suspected that gnawing on raw ingredients directly might be more normal than Luo Yan’s cooking…

However, she had to eat, because Restricted Zone Seven was completely isolated, and they only had plenty of ingredients to squander.

And at Hua Qingling’s request, these ingredients were all raw, raw meat and raw vegetables, without any semi-finished or cooked products…

Thus, Chris had been eating this strange food for several days, making her want to die.

Finally, when she thought this torment would continue indefinitely, Hua Qingling returned.

Chris was so excited that she completely lost her usual noble composure.

“Actually, Cecilia thinks it’s quite delicious…”

Cecilia mumbled softly, then, seeing Hua Qingling’s gaze, she timidly hid behind Luo Yan, burying her face in her plain white dress.

“That’s because both of your tastes are messed up!” Chris said, hands on her hips. Then, seeing Hua Qingling’s puzzled gaze, she hurriedly explained, “It’s not that I’m spoiled, Sister Qingling, you have to believe me!”

“Miss Chris, you’ve made me curious. What kind of food does Miss Luo Yan make that surprises you so much?”

Hua Qingling smiled gently. She happened to see several small dishes on the table, seemingly stir-fried meat or something.

She walked to the table, picked up a fork, and before Chris could stop her, she forked a small piece of meat and ate it.

“Clang!”

That was the sound of the fork falling on the ground.