Chapter 445: Adele's Report

At night, there were monsters watching from all around.

If it weren't for the Exorcism Lamp hanging on Adele's Flying Broom, these guys would probably have pounced long ago.

Under these circumstances, leaving Cinderella's remains exposed in the wilderness like this was obviously an extremely cruel thing.

"You're... right."

Although she didn't want to face it, she had to.

So after taking a deep breath and fully preparing herself mentally, Snow White turned her head and looked back at Cinderella's remains.

"Then let's do it."

Adele took out a white cloth and bent down to collect the remains.

"Mm..."

However, upon touching Cinderella, Snow White's eyes still couldn't help but turn red.

It was very strange.

To tell the truth, Snow White thought that when facing her friend's death and having to collect her corpse, she should lose control, feel helpless, or even be extremely resistant.

But right now, she was 'unexpectedly' calm.

Even the tears welling up in her eyes didn't fall.

Why?

Snow White constantly asked herself in her heart.

"In the Dragon Country of Blue Star, there is a saying that goes 'true despair is a deadened heart'. It means that when encountering the most sorrowful event, one's thoughts become numb, and they fall into a state of deep depression from which they cannot extricate themselves. That is your current state."

At this moment, Snow White's face was numb, and tears were swirling in her eyes, but her hands didn't pause in the slightest. Like a robot, she kept repeating the same movements.

"But given your relationship with Cinderella, it's not surprising that you'd be like this."

From what Adele knew, the two had supported each other to reach this point, so they could be considered the closest of comrades-in-arms.

Now that her comrade-in-arms had died so miserably, it would be hard not to sink into it.

"If I had been stronger back then and dragged Cinderella along to the Forsaken Territory, maybe what happened today wouldn't have occurred."

Snow White began her own reflection, while Adele acted as the listener.

"By then, Cinderella might have received systematic study, and I could have learned some other things too."

"In that case, wouldn't things like this have been avoided?"

"Wouldn't I not have to feel this stifling grievance of being betrayed and the sorrow of a friend passing away?"

Snow White's two consecutive questions were directed at herself.

She also knew clearly that back then, the one who didn't want to go to the Forsaken Territory and stubbornly wanted to stay here was Cinderella, who wanted to compete with the similarly self-taught Lan Qingyou.

But just as she said.

If she had been more forceful at the time and directly dragged her away, today's events would one hundred percent not have happened.

Even with systematic study, Cinderella might have been able to develop a magic even more powerful than 'Crystal Shoe'.

But it was all too late.

Even on the Karim Continent, a place full of magical power and magic, there was no such thing as a 'regret potion'.

After all, time was not something anyone could toy with.

"Although the dead cannot be resurrected, you can also try to seek revenge for Cinderella."

Revenge!

Right! There was still this matter of revenge to do!

Smack! Boom!

A pit was created by Adele using magic. Subsequently, Snow White placed Cinderella, wrapped in the white cloth, along with a book she was reading before her death, into this small pit.

Afterward, Adele used magic to fill the soil back in.

Except for the fact that the surface had no weeds due to being turned over, this small hill looked the same as before, without much change.

"Do you want to erect a monument?"

"Although witches are ageless beings, they are not undying. I've fully come to understand that today."

It was unclear whether she was being sarcastic or mocking herself.

Snow White answered Adele's question with an inexplicable remark.

In short, having survived a great disaster but seeing her friend become a pile of white bones, Snow White seemed to have awakened something in some aspect.

"I've decided not to use things like a rapier anymore."

After saying those inexplicable words above, Snow White unfastened the rapier, scabbard, and leather sword belt from her waist, and stabbed the rapier directly in front of Cinderella's grave.

"Then what weapon do you plan to use?"

Adele was puzzled.

"A scythe, I guess. The battle scythe that Smith used just now was pretty good. Very suitable for cutting people in half at the waist and harvesting the heads of enemies."

"A battle scythe?"

"Yeah, as long as it can fly like your broom, even the broom can be directly omitted."

"A flying battle scythe? Now that's an interesting idea. I can help you ask around and see if it can be custom-made."

Adele raised an eyebrow.

If there were no surprises, this guy's inner dark side should have been brought out by this incident.

Whether it was a good or bad thing wasn't important.

What was important was that the other party seemed to have found a clear goal.

Right now, besides asking about custom-making a flying battle scythe, the only thing Adele could probably do was observe three seconds of silence for the people in this region.

Therefore, in the ensuing period, Snow White hunted down every 'acquaintance' who dared to come out of the Adventurer's Guild safe zone.

To her, these so-called acquaintances were all damn betrayers who didn't deserve to live in this world.

Snow White even found Cinderella's Grey Pigeon during this period.

No...

It couldn't be said that she found it; rather, the pigeon flew back on its own.

It was while Snow White was resting one day in Cinderella's already non-functional sanctuary.

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Inside the Typhon City administration building, several Ministers sat in Diana's office with heavy expressions, each holding a document and frowning as they read it.

"Diana, what is the situation here?"

Susie, who read the fastest, put down the document in her hand after finishing and turned to look at Diana.

"As you can see, in the past three months, over thirty incidents of hunting witches have occurred outside. Apart from some witches who were unwilling to move into Typhon City being attacked."

"If it weren't for the personnel of the Tourism Department and the Patrol Team encountering it outside, we would probably still be kept in the dark."

Sitting behind the desk, Diana propped her chin on her hands and, with an unsightly expression, gave a rough overview of why she had called them here this time.

It had now been four months since Lan Qingyou 'went missing' in the dungeon.

And as a result, she only found out today, upon receiving the news, that people had been hunting witches all along?

You must know, in these four months, apart from discussions on the world channel about the disappearance of several clan leaders, there was fundamentally nothing else.

One could imagine how well these people's secrecy work was done.

"This information was sent over by Adele, and in addition to that, there's also a familiar."

Saying that, Diana brought out an imprisoned grey pigeon.

Judging from the very faint mark on its forehead, this pigeon used to be a familiar.

It was just that because of its master's death, the contract had begun to slowly weaken.

Until one day when the contract completely failed, this familiar would regain its freedom.