Mystery Paradise: Wishing Power Demon
Chapter 386 - 385

Chapter 386: 385

"Can you stop trailing off?" Ailuodi said with dissatisfaction.

"Uh... I just saw someone..." Chaoyang recounted his discovery.

"I was at Sweet Potato’s place last night, administering a new drug to his sister. She awoke, sure, but she shouldn’t have been up and running around yet."

"That’s why I said my eyes were playing tricks on me."

"No worries, her brother Marei is right here. We’ll ask him later."

"Your Excellency the Divine Envoy, what do you think?" Franwick looked at Ailuodi and said.

"... I agree with taking down the resistors to prevent a corporate purge," the Angel decided to follow Chaoyang’s plan, "but we better also organize a support team to hide in the northern forest. If the beach is blockaded by artillery, they could seize an opportunity to counterattack and take the enemy’s artillery positions."

"Makes sense!" Enkui’s eyes lit up, "Their attention will definitely be on the cave side, we can take the chance to attack their rear."

"It’s a good plan indeed. I have no objections, let’s do this." Franwick raised his fist to the crowd, "Kick the company’s dogs out, the City of Defense is ours!"

"The City of Defense is ours!" The crowd erupted into cheer after cheer.

"Now that it’s come to this, the City of Defense won’t be destroyed, right?" Seeing the high morale of the resistors, Ailuodi remarked reflectively.

They had achieved an unprecedented victory; all the laborers were freed and reunited with their families. The warriors exchanged their shovels for muskets and bullets, and people continued to run towards the beach from the distant streets bringing news, joining the ranks.

Although most of them could hardly be considered militia, battle always forges heroes. The Ransu Company’s security forces weren’t well-trained soldiers either. They were adept at bullying ordinary citizens, but how would they maintain their suppressive force when facing a Rebel Army that could kill them just as easily?

At this moment, the scales of victory had started to tip.

While everyone was busy, Ailuodi pulled Marei aside, "How is your sister doing?"

"Who? Mine?" Marei scratched his head, looking somewhat bewildered, "I don’t have a sister."

"I’m not joking with you, you, Sweet Potato, and—" the Angel suddenly paused, realizing she didn’t know the other person’s name, "and your sister, haven’t you always been together?"

Marei swallowed hard, voice lowered, "So, sorry, Your Excellency the Divine Envoy, I really don’t know what you’re talking about... After our parents died, it was just Sweet Potato and me living in that house... There has never been a third person."

Ailuodi was struck as if by a thunderbolt!

Chaoyang was equally stunned.

What’s going on? Clearly, the first time he met Sweet Potato, he was holding his sister on the street corner, and Ailuodi, pretending to be the Magic Goddess spreading faith the night before, started treating his sister. And now today, she no longer existed!?

"Could it be... a ghost..." Ailuodi’s voice trembled.

The Angel was afraid of ghosts, which Chaoyang had already witnessed.

"Don’t panic, we can still verify it on the ground. Oh, Enkui has seen that girl too!" Chaoyang said reassuringly while he connected to Zhang Zhiyuan’s channel, "Go to the Lower City District now, the address is in the middle of Fishy Street."

Ailuodi quickly found Enkui.

However, the latter’s reaction was identical to Marei’s. Not only had he never seen the girl, but he also didn’t even know such a person existed.

Now Chaoyang was truly sweating bullets.

Before long, Zhang Zhiyuan found Sweet Potato’s house as well. After knocking and entering, there was only the boy inside. Following Chaoyang’s guidance, Zhang Zhiyuan approached the shabby little bed, which was now empty, along with the IV bag and tubing that had hung above it gone too.

"Bring the boy to the beach. There’s nothing else for now."

After giving the instructions, Chaoyang shared the news with Ailuodi.

"Honestly, I can understand if she just disappeared, but the fact Sweet Potato and Marei both say they don’t have a sister, that’s just absurd," he shook his head repeatedly, "It’s not possible that both of us remember the same thing wrong, right?"

"Is it possible that this is the trickery of an Evil God?" Ailuodi said.

"We can’t rule out that possibility, but what would be the purpose for the Evil God to do such a thing? To instill fear in us, so we fall under the influence of the Evil God? If that were the case, sending us to the City of Defense wouldn’t make sense. It’d be much easier to throw us into a horror movie."

"There’s another question. Why would she come to the beach?" The Angel pondered carefully. "Assuming everyone has forgotten her, she should be looking for the person closest to her. Yet Sweet Potato was just staying at home, and Marei was indeed on the beach, but not by my side at the time. Are you sure she was staring in my direction?"

Chaoyang didn’t directly answer her question but counterasked, "What did you say just now?"

"The closest person?"

"The sentence before that."

"Umm... Assuming everyone has forgotten her..."

"That’s it!" Chaoyang suddenly exclaimed, "I know who she is now!"

Ailuodi couldn’t help but be stunned, "Who?"

"The Envoy of Mist!" he said excitedly. "She is the Envoy of Mist!"

The ability to seamlessly insert herself into a relatively closed environment and leave without a trace; not only to make people lose all memories about herself but also to erase the marks of her physical existence to some extent—these were the characteristics of a Mist Envoy!

"Leisk?"

"No, no, no, she couldn’t be Leisk. If it were Leisk, she would have contacted us proactively upon hearing about Paradise. The Mist Envoy we saw is the exact Mist Envoy from the history of the City of Defense!" Chaoyang felt his thoughts suddenly clear. "It must have been her who sounded the horn, causing the fog to ultimately swallow the entire city!"

Leisk had said that the Evil God could sense the scent of decay, suffering, and ruin, and the Envoy of Mist could detect it too. If there was any place that could be corrupted by the Evil God’s power, there would surely be a hidden Mist Envoy—whose only purpose was to exchange a local sacrifice for the safety of more people when nothing else could be done. The mist would devour all evil and also make people forget the tragedies that happened here.

That girl was undoubtedly the Envoy of Mist who had come upon hearing the news!

If they could find her and stop her from sounding the horn, then everyone in the City of Defense would survive!

"I see. Because we come from the world of Earth, the influence of the Mist God isn’t as strong on us, just as we still remember Leisk..." Ailuodi mused thoughtfully. "But can such a small girl be an Envoy of Mist? She seems to be only seven or eight years old, can she really distinguish right from wrong, good from evil, and decide the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people?"

Indeed, if these envoys were called and appointed by the divinities themselves, the Mist God seemed to be rather irresponsible.

"Now is not the time to think about that," Chaoyang said decisively. "We need to figure out a way to find her and explain the situation. As long as the Ransu Company collapses, and the fishermen retake control of the City of Defense, the decaying atmosphere that attracts the Evil God will also disappear."

"But how to find her? As long as she doesn’t want to be remembered, we won’t even have a subject to inquire about."

This point also stumped Chaoyang.

Yeah... how to find her?

"Have you seen a girl?" For the Envoy of Mist, even the most basic description such as "girl" couldn’t be considered valid information.

Suddenly, someone tugged at Ailuodi’s sleeve.

The Angel turned and looked down, only to see that it was Kokomoqi—the one pulling at her, currently looking no different from an ordinary local little girl.

"Can you take me to your creator?" she muttered softly.

"What’s wrong?"

"Yu’s energy... is running out," the Magic Goddess said, tilting her head slightly as if a little embarrassed.

"Okay, I’ll take you there," Ailuodi nodded. "But speaking of which... can magic be used to find someone?"

"Of course," Kokomoqi said seriously as she floated onto her shoulder. "Magic is a miracle, it can happen as long as you wish for it."