Let’s see what cards the Church of Order, or the Ansu royal family, has up its sleeve to counter the Anworms.
Almost all the extraordinary beings in Ansu City turned in astonishment toward the direction of the Westminster District. Some rushed toward it, while many others, sensing the terrifying aura of the Anworms, chose to flee.
The entire western part of Ansu City was thrown into chaos in an instant.
The shadow of the Anworm flapped its insect wings, seemingly reveling in the overwhelming fear that surrounded it.
Xia'er was no longer focused on the Anworms; her thoughts were now consumed by the situation with Lucy.
The palace where the Grand Princess resided was also in the western district, within the reach of the Anworm's chaotic influence... Could she rescue the Grand Princess and bring her to safety?
How to control this witness in reality was another crucial matter Xia'er needed to consider.
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**PS1:**
Draft of the instigator; it has a certain feel to it that I just had to share. Major bloodletting!
**Chapter 195: Anticipating the Anworm's Spectacular Performance.**
“What’s happening outside?”
“Princess Vitalis, let me find out…”
In the music hall of Cecil Palace, Princess Vitalis paused her fingers mid-play of a classical piece.
Since earlier, the chaotic footsteps outside had made it impossible for her to concentrate on her music. The other servants should have known that this was a time for silence... Perhaps there were visitors.
After a few minutes, the maid returned quickly, holding a letter.
Vitalis took the unmarked brown envelope, a sense of foreboding rising within her.
She tore open the envelope and pulled out a card.
As she read the words written on it, her shoulders slumped slightly, and after a long pause, she sighed.
“Windsor…”
Vitalis traced the letters on the envelope, softly murmuring the name.
Though they bore an uncanny resemblance, her sister was, for reasons unknown, her complete opposite in personality.
Windsor was rebellious, thrill-seeking, bloodthirsty, and erratic... In the end, she had provoked someone she shouldn’t have.
“Please leave. I need some time alone…”
Vitalis waved her hand toward the maid and said, “Tell everyone to be quiet. I have no grievances with Aivina or her friends; I’ll be fine.”
Once the maid left and conveyed the orders, and the noise around her faded into silence, she slowly raised her hands and placed them on the piano before her.
A slow, mournful melody flowed from her fingertips, yet in the solitude of the music hall, a faint smile crept onto Vitalis's lips.
Her two-toned crimson and gold eyes narrowed slightly.
“Good riddance... scum…”
She parted her lips, whispering a few words that were drowned out by the music, unheard by anyone.
This was a stark contrast to the sorrowful demeanor she had just displayed before the maid.
Yet at the same time, she began to ponder Aivina’s situation.
She had heard that Aivina’s friend, taken by Windsor, had red hair and was named Xia'er... Red hair... Could it be a coincidence?
More than ten minutes passed, and as the music gradually faded, Vitalis slowly withdrew her hands for a brief rest.
But just then, an unusual sound of footsteps pierced through the “echo barrier,” reaching her ears.
This wasn’t the sound of any servant or royal guard; judging by the sound... it was likely someone weighing around 55 kilograms... The stride was long, indicating that the person was at least tall...
Thud—
Vitalis gently pressed a key in the lower bass section of the piano, a deep note resonating and expanding outward, enveloping the entire palace.
As she felt the chaotic echoes in the space, a rough image of a woman began to form in her mind.
Thud—
Pressing another key, the image of the woman became clearer.
Wasn’t this... Commissioner Lucy?
Lucy from the Dutton Group, whom she had interacted with a few times before; a self-serving individual who was relatively easy to deal with as long as the money was right.
But their relationship hadn’t progressed to the point of private meetings.
Vitalis had been away from Ansu City for a while, so she was unaware of Lucy’s promotion to director or her recent demotion.
But one thing was clear to Vitalis.
She was in trouble.
In that instant, everything she had been contemplating connected.
Windsor’s death, Aivina’s disappearance, red-haired Xia'er’s escape... and now she was being found.
She had only just returned to Ansu City and had merely met with Mr. Qiangyin...
During her conversation with Qiangyin, she had mentioned seeing a red-haired “subverter” in Bole City who had killed another “subverter” alongside Lucy, and it had been a swift execution...
What she had thought was merely an oddity had unexpectedly tied back to her...
Qiangyin might have gleaned some information from their chat and relayed it to Windsor, who, in turn, had learned it from Xia'er, who was under house arrest, leading to the jailbreak and subsequent events.
Otherwise, how could Xia'er, having been locked away for so long, suddenly escape right after her conversation with Qiangyin?
The echoes provided the answers.
That “lawgiver” Xia'er was the very red-haired “subverter” she had seen...
But how had she deceived the Church of Order, and even Qiangyin? Even Lucy from the Dutton Group was working for her?
There had to be a significant secret organization behind her.
The impoverished in North Ansu were suffering calamities, while the royal family and nobility seized the opportunity to eliminate dissenters. In the power struggles and exchanges of the extraordinary organizations, it was the millions of ordinary citizens in North Ansu who bore the brunt.
This couldn’t continue.
It was time to probe into what kind of organization this was and see if it could be the key to breaking the deadlock.
Soon, the door to the music hall was pushed open, and a tipsy Lucy stepped in, looking at Vitalis at the piano.
At that moment, Lucy felt a wave of relief upon seeing Vitalis.
She hadn’t encountered many royal guards on her way, and it had frightened her into thinking that Princess Vitalis had already left Ansu City. Thankfully, the princess was still in the palace.
“Apologies, Your Highness. Someone wishes to meet you, and I hope you’ll honor us by coming with me.”
Lucy spoke slowly, reaching into her coat pocket to grip the special revolver inside.
Lucy’s demeanor didn’t seem like that of someone making an “invitation.”
If she refused, Lucy would likely find a way to abduct her.
But just then, a chilling aura emanated from outside.
Buzz—
Both Lucy and Vitalis felt a strong, resonant hum, their instincts screaming in alarm.
In each other’s eyes, they saw a shared astonishment; it was clear they both sensed the terrifying warning.
Lucy quickly glanced out the window, where a silver vortex swirled in the sky, the source of that dreadful aura.
Was this the commotion Xia'er had mentioned?!
No?
Lucy had thought Xia'er was planning some kind of explosion to draw the guards away, but she hadn’t mentioned anything about a terrifying portal to another realm!
Was this “making some noise”?!
This was going to blow the entire western district to pieces!
“Is this... your doing?”
Princess Vitalis gazed at the otherworldly scene outside, her heart racing.
“Just a little trick, but it should keep Qiangyin occupied for a while…”
Lucy replied, forcing herself to sound nonchalant.
“Take me there.”
Seeing the commotion, Vitalis realized there was no escaping. She nodded slightly and spoke.
“Ha, then don’t blame me... huh?”
Lucy was still reciting her lines when she suddenly sensed something was off.
Huh?
What?
Huh?
Why did you agree?
How dare you agree?
Your sister just died!
Lucy stood there, momentarily flustered, even doubting whether the other party was feigning agreement while secretly looking for a chance to escape.
At that moment, the silver vortex outside had turned blood-red, and the dark sky began to expand ominously.
“It seems we need to leave quickly, Your Highness.”
Feeling an intense sense of foreboding, Lucy spoke urgently.
Meanwhile, at the Yusden Station, three girls hidden in the crowd, waiting to board, simultaneously looked up toward the direction of the western district.
The aura of the other realm...