Volume 6, Chapter 39 – Intermission

“Huh?” Evelyn’s question left Yisi completely confused. “Andrea? Where?”

Evelyn couldn’t help but look at Yisi as if she were an idiot.

“Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that question? Don’t you even know yourself?”

“Wait…”

It was necessary to figure out why Evelyn would ask such a thing. Yisi held up her palm towards Evelyn and thought for a moment.

Then she came to a conclusion.

Due to frequent use, she had already taken teleportation magic for granted. But for an uninformed person like Evelyn, ultra-long-distance teleportation magic only appeared in heroic epics. So in Evelyn’s eyes, she probably hadn’t taken Andrea away from Mitters Bayer yet.

Hmm…

For now, it’s better to think about how to cover this up. I could use the excuse of going to get Andrea and rush to the Blood Clan’s territory, and I’d still make it in time. But this isn’t a long-term solution. As the Blood Clan Queen, Andrea isn’t free all the time. Based on the time, Andrea should be enjoying dinner right now, or listening to daily reports from her subordinates.

Her knuckles tapped lightly on the tabletop. After a couple of awkward coughs, Yisi chose an explanation that was both reasonable and wouldn’t expose her.

“Andrea is no longer in Mitters Bayer.”

The unexpected answer made Evelyn frown slightly.

“Then where is she?”

“I used a method that I can’t speak of to secretly send her away.”

“By ‘send away’, do you mean leaving the Ymir Territory, or just leaving Mitters Bayer?”

Yisi mysteriously placed her index finger in front of her mouth, making a shushing gesture.

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“It’s a secret.”

“You…”

“Even if you and Andrea have a good relationship, from my standpoint, I can’t possibly let the two of you be alone together. One is the next Pope of the church, and the other is the Blood Clan Queen. Plus, Andrea trusts people easily. If you were in my shoes, Evelyn, you would make the same choice, right?”

Evelyn pulled back her leaning posture. As if a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders, she leaned back against the wooden chair.

“I don’t need to be face-to-face with Andrea. Well, it doesn’t really matter whether she’s here or not. Since you could take her away once, you can definitely use the same method to take her away a second time.”

As she spoke, Evelyn threw a prepared letter in front of Yisi. This was something Evelyn had prepared early in the morning. Inside was a list of her personal assets and their storage locations. In addition, it also stated her demand—only after she was taken out of the church and into the Blood Clan’s royal capital would she tell Yisi how to retrieve her personal assets. Her five years of savings were hidden in a place with many traps. Ordinary people would be led astray by the magic circles upon entering, and those who tried to force their way in would most likely die, so she wasn’t worried about them being stolen.

After Yisi finished reading, she deliberately pretended to be chanting a spell and summoned a flame at her fingertip to burn the letter, as instructed by Evelyn in the letter.

Evelyn raised an eyebrow, a look of expectation hidden in her deep green eyes.

“How about it?”

“The five years of savings of the next Pope. To be honest, I’m looking forward to it.”

Yisi was indeed looking forward to it. Of course, it was neither for the gold coins nor for the works of art, but for the possible relic items among them. It was currently known that various items from the ruins could not be replicated. Whether it was the manufacturing technology of the puppet golems, the language-translating pendants, or the musket that was powerful enough to be classified as a magitech weapon, they were all things that did not exist on the Alexia Continent. If she said she wasn’t curious, she would definitely be lying.

Could there be items in the ruins that could threaten me? Where did they come from? Who were the ones who made them? And where are they now?

These are all questions that trouble me. Although I don’t pay them too much mind—no matter how strong they once were, they are all now buried in the long river of time—but worrying is one thing, and being interested is another. From Tiffany’s existence, I know that my transmigration is not unique. So, could there be a third transmigrator? Or rather, am I the third transmigrator? Before me, have others already appeared, and were they even great figures in history?

If I could find any clues, I would surely be overjoyed. To find someone in another world who has had the same experience… If they are still alive, whether male or female, I have the urge to sit on a roof with them, drinking and reminiscing—although I’m not yet of legal drinking age.

If she could get Evelyn’s savings accumulated over many years, she might be able to find something from them.

The question was, what would she lose by helping Evelyn escape?

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Taking Evelyn from the church to the Blood Clan’s territory was just a matter of a few blinks for her. The magic power consumed by [Advanced Teleportation] could be recovered in just a few seconds. But the Fallen, and Mary, Shinku, and Fran, still needed Evelyn’s help. Although Evelyn harbored resentment towards the Fallen, Yisi was one hundred percent confident that she could uncover the secrets behind it. Once there was no more resentment, Evelyn, who had little gratitude for the church and the Goddess, would be the best candidate for Pope. At that time, she could safely entrust the Fallen medicine to Evelyn and let her liberate the Fallen from their suffering.

Compared to the stubborn Julius, the flexible Evelyn clearly had a greater possibility, at least Evelyn possessed an emotion such as ‘fear’.

So Yisi could not agree to Evelyn’s request. There was simply no comparison between the possible relic items and Mary.

Yisi shook her head, continuing from where she had left off.

“However, I cannot agree to your request.”

“Why? Is the reward not enough? If that’s the case, I can add more. Since I’m leaving the church anyway, stealing one or two things from it would just add one more crime to my name.”

“It’s not because the reward is not enough,” Yisi spread her hands helplessly, her gaze glancing askance at the space under the table, “but because I cannot take you away, Evelyn. The same method can only be used once, and I only had that one chance.”

“How is that possible?”

Evelyn questioned in a low voice.

“Believe it or not.” Yisi took the initiative to change the subject. “Speaking of which, have those Fallen who ambushed you before been caught? Why did they ambush you?”

Although she knew Yisi was changing the subject, Evelyn could only take a breath to adjust her emotions. Although in her opinion, it was very likely that Yisi was unwilling to bear the consequences, since she said there was no way, then she could only give up. She had nothing to force Yisi with. Hysteria would only embarrass herself.

Damn it. If she were a man, I could at least use seduction to get her to do things.

Evelyn gritted her teeth fiercely, then propped her cheek with her hand and said with a lack of interest.

“They’ve been caught. They’re in the deepest prison of the church.”

“The reason for the ambush?”

“What other reason could there be? It’s nothing more than the fact that I’m the next Pope of the church, so they planned to use me as a hostage, hoping that the church would change its attitude. But they are too foolish. With Julius’s personality, let alone one of me, even if they used ten of me as a hostage, he would not let the church spare the Fallen. I’ve often been ambushed by the Fallen before. The most serious injury I received was when my left hand was almost cut off. Fortunately, I was able to reattach it with the Staff of Divine Retribution. I’ve gotten used to their ambushes.”

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“I see.”

While responding to Evelyn, Yisi’s heart sank.

Evelyn, haven’t you noticed the suspicious points in this?

Camilla, who had been standing behind Yisi, spoke to Evelyn.

“Why are you always ambushed by the Fallen? As the holy city of the church, there is no reason for the Fallen to always be able to sneak into Mitters Bayer, unless the people who manage the city are fools who would stumble on the same mistake over and over again.”

As if she felt that she was being called foolish, Evelyn frowned impatiently, her index finger tapping lightly on the desktop, making a tap, tap sound.

“How would I know? I don’t have the authority to manage the city. Besides, my energy was focused on the Blood Clan at that time, thinking about how to contend with those nobles.”

“You should still pay attention to the people who attack you.”

“So annoying. I have things I’m good at and things I’m not good at.”

In other words, she had actually investigated, but had no results? Just like some people are good at linguistics, while others are good at using numbers, Evelyn’s wisdom was only displayed in politics. In other areas, she might be surprisingly dense.

“Then have you asked those Fallen how they snuck into the city and organized the ambush?”

“No. Every time I’ve recovered from my injuries, that group of Fallen has already been executed.”

“Foolish.”

Camilla said her thoughts without mercy. Evelyn’s frown deepened even more.

“Are you trying to say that the church is in collusion with that group of Fallen? The truly foolish one is you. The church has its principles. It will never let the Fallen go, no matter what. You saw the parade of the Fallen a few days ago. That is the fate of the Fallen. To take a step back, even if the church cooperated with the Fallen and let them ambush me, what would the church gain? There are many ways to make me die. There’s no need to use such a complicated method.”

If she continued to speak, Evelyn would surely storm off. There was already clear anger on her face.

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“Why do you want to go to the Blood Clan’s territory? To find a place where you can display your political talents?”

After a moment’s pause, Evelyn pouted.

“Yes.”

Falling silent, Yisi asked in a serious tone without a hint of a joke.

“If you could become the Pope, would you choose to stay?”

“Of course. But it’s best not to say things like Julius will die of old age. Who knows how long that guy will live. I don’t want to bet on something I can’t control. Also, regarding the magic medicine—”

“Is that so? I understand.”

That’s good enough.

“Eek!”

Without any warning, a woman’s shrill scream suddenly came from outside the window. The group immediately stood up from their seats.

“What happened outside?”

The one who answered was Mary, who had pushed the door open. Her face was unusually pale at this moment.

“Master, it’s a Fallen. I’ve seen that man before. He’s the one who attacked Miss Evelyn.”

“Tsk, again, just like last time.”

Evelyn’s expression instantly turned fierce, her hateful look completely unlike the girl with the beautiful side profile from before.

Without any hesitation, Evelyn grabbed the Staff of Divine Retribution and ran out of the room.