Chapter 277: This Saint Incarnate Seems Surprisingly Unintelligent

Looking at the "sin" on Feng Xue's body, Delis thought her mindset was strangely nuanced.

Although called "sin," that term was inaccurate; the identification equipment issued to her and other surveillance posts detected not so much "guilt" as "impact."

That is, the aggregate of abnormal fluctuations an individual causes in worlds under the divine realm's jurisdiction.

In other words, if a jailer's operational error directly allows a heinous prisoner to escape, then every crime the prisoner commits afterward will carry a portion of its impact on the jailer.

However, to be detected by surveillance, the impact must at least alter the developmental trajectory of a planetary civilization—and such an entity, upon entering the Exile Lands, would inevitably be recognized by world rules as a Demon King.

Since this world generated only one new profession template, it means only one Demon King entered. Based on player testimonies regarding instance generation, city siege battles, and other factors, it is nearly certain the Demon King is a dragon capable of both spellcasting and melee combat.

"So this kid really displaced a Demon King and inherited part of its karmic burden?"

Delis exhaled in relief—if this was illegal transit, the kid would need to have crossed over seventeen or eighteen times to accumulate such a charge, but if he accidentally released a Demon King…

"Gah! Could this be an S-class Demon King? But it doesn't matter—if he displaced it, that means the capture failed, so he won't appear here!"

Delis's tension lasted only an instant before she reasserted the dignity of a celestial goddess, one hand pressing against her knight's sword, releasing a faint trace of divine power, her expression stern, gaze blazing, like a formidable female officer arriving to apprehend a fugitive.

Seeing this "Saint Incarnate" adopt such a posture, Feng Xue's heart lurched—he already held the Substitute Technique and Transport Technique in hand, and just as he prepared to activate them, the Saint Incarnate stepped forward two paces and said:

"You are suspected of illegal transit, intrusion into a special world, endangering public safety, misappropriating public resources, detaining undead, and organizing prison breaks—come with me!"

"What?" Feng Xue instantly activated his Substitute Technique—a paper doll fluttered down as his body appeared over ten meters away—but the Saint Incarnate's words were so absurd that his Transport Technique lagged half a beat, and in that delay, his arm was firmly clamped.

Cold, unyielding power radiated from the knight's gauntlet; Feng Xue once again realized his physique was still pitifully weak.

"Now you're charged with attempted escape as well."

Feng Xue glanced at his pinned wrist, hesitated, then held back—he realized from the Saint Incarnate's words that this "Saint Incarnate" was nothing like the fantasy-adventure archetype he imagined, but a genuine cross-world organization.

Thinking this through, Feng Xue calmed himself, glanced at the top of her head, and saw the same "no lifespan" status as Old Li—he finally confirmed this was not a being he could kill yet, so he shifted tactics and said:

"But by common sense, shouldn't law enforcers present their credentials and authorization before enforcing the law?"

Yet these words struck Delis right in the heart—joking, as a public-sector employee, where did she get law enforcement authority? But she couldn't show weakness now; she narrowed her eyes, mimicking the tone from entertainment media, and said coldly:

"Stop wasting time—you'll see your credentials when we get there!"

"You're open to reason?" Feng Xue's mind stirred—he decided to probe further. "Then carry me away. I didn't choose to cross over—I was perfectly fine in my old world until a truck just crushed me into this world, which is insane! If you say illegal transit, why not go after the black-market intermediaries? I'm the victim here!"

"So you entered through a legitimate transit route? Where's your intermediary?" Delis suddenly realized this line of questioning was dangerous—if she dug deeper and uncovered some senior's unauthorized absence, it'd be trouble, so she switched topics immediately: "According to you, shouldn't you be grateful for the transit? Otherwise, you'd be dead from that truck!"

"It's actually a proper transmigration route? Where's your intermediary?" At this point, Delice suddenly felt this wasn't a topic she should keep pressing—if she dug further and uncovered something like another senior violating protocol by leaving their post, that would just be more trouble—so she immediately changed the subject. "By your logic, shouldn't you be grateful for the transmigration? Otherwise you'd have been hit by a car and killed!"

Feng Xue rolled his eyes, but internally he was savoring her words—this Saint Incarnate seemed surprisingly unintelligent; in just a few sentences, she'd revealed far too much.

For example, truck-based transit was an official pathway—but required an "intermediary." Hmm, something like Akua?

"So the first world really was one of those light-novel-style sun-like settings?"

Seeing Feng Xue wasn't falling for it, Delis had no options—she couldn't physically drag him out of this world.

Not because she couldn't, but because if he remained in this world, he was both witness and evidence; if she took him out, she'd erase the most inexplicable part—"how he got in"—and the Transmission Department would surely dump the blame on her.

It's not that it can't be done, but because the other party is in this world, making them both witness and physical evidence. But if he were taken out, that would be equivalent to erasing the hardest-to-explain "how did he get in," and at that point the Transmission Department might just pin the blame on someone else.

"From what you say, you don't want to cross over? Then do you want to go back? I can…"

"From what you're saying, you don't want to transmigrate? Then do you want to go back? I can…"

"Jing!" Delis's temple veins bulged violently—she nearly punched him in the face.

"Didn't you say you didn't want to cross over?"

"I didn't—until my target crossed into this world too! Until I deal with it, I'm not going back!"

Feng Xue declared solemnly. Delis's eyes lit up at this.

"Could he be a native Hero? If he gets an A-rank rating, we might actually profit!"

"Could it be a native-born Hero? If they could get an A-rank evaluation, who knows, that might actually be a profit!"

"The target you're hunting—is it the Demon Dragon?"

"Correct. I've used the power of local undead to seize the Demon Dragon's source of strength—only one final piece remains to fully seal it." Feng Xue explained with perfect seriousness how he'd performed a ritual to extract the Eight Talismans of Metal, Water, Fire, Earth, Movement, and Stillness from the Demon Dragon. Delis listened with wide, glittering eyes.

"So he's a top-tier Hero capable of soloing an A+ class Demon King—even under world suppression, he's still suppressed! Who would've thought this misfortune could turn into fortune? If we help him seal the Demon King, then send him back to his original world to kill it, we'd gain an A+ purification metric!"

Thinking this through, Delis's mood brightened instantly—even her existing resource deficits no longer bothered her.

Joking—what were a few worlds' resource deficits? Unearthing an A+ or even S-class Hero? Forget advertising fees or endorsement deals—just the signing bonus for her transfer to permanent status would cover her debts!

Watching Delis's eyes flicker with bizarre, anime-style light effects, Feng Xue's lips twitched slightly—

"Sure enough… this Saint Incarnate seems surprisingly unintelligent…"

"Just as I thought, this Saint-Visitor doesn't seem all that bright…"

(End of chapter)