“I’m going to dig out your intestines and pull them apart section by section. But don’t worry, I promise I won’t let you die just like that. After all, I still need to take you back to the North Empire to receive the most brutal and despair-inducing torture in our country, meow!”
Inside the mist, seeing that the Impostor Truth had little will to resist, Wilona immediately pronounced her future.
However, the Impostor Truth’s current state was too cowardly.
No matter how she threatened, there was no further action.
This made Wilona even more vigilant.
Could someone capable of taking out a group of kidnappers really just give up like that?
There had to be something fishy!
Actually, it wasn’t that Little Mist didn’t want to resist.
It was that Wilona couldn’t feel her resistance at all, even though Little Mist had used all her strength…
“Wait!”
Little Mist seemed to think of something. She immediately interrupted Wilona’s sentencing and said seriously, but with a slight tremble:
“Actually, I am the Ninth Saintess, Truth.”
First of all, her appearance was exactly that of Truth.
Yet this cat-eared girl had tackled her and called her an impostor.
Moreover, only Truth and Tia knew about her human form…
That meant someone had been impersonating Truth to do evil, and had bullied this cat-eared girl!
If so, wouldn’t it be easier to just admit she was the real Truth?
After all, there were no witnesses or evidence in this vast mist.
“Really meow?”
Little Mist’s words had an obvious effect. Wilona’s eyes immediately cleared up:
“You’re Truth? Then why did you suddenly appear in the mist meow?”
“Ah, well… just doing some necessary inspection work. You… you see, such a big pit suddenly appeared near Deya City. It’s good that it hit the mist this time, but what if it hits Deya City next time? As a Saintess, I have to come take a look…”
“Hmm, that makes some sense meow.”
Wilona thought this excuse was pretty good.
Still, she didn’t let go of Little Mist.
Instead, she squinted her eyes thoughtfully at Little Mist.
Then, she brought her mouth close to Little Mist’s ear and whispered:
“Then, Saintess, do you remember when we first met… what gift did I give you meow?”
“Huh? You’ve met before?”
Little Mist panicked and said subconsciously.
What? This cat-eared girl had actually met Truth? And she had even given a gift?!
“You’ve slipped up meow, impostor!”
“What do you mean ‘you’ve met before’?”
Wilona grabbed Little Mist by the collar and lifted her up, then slammed her heavily onto the ground and choked her:
“I won’t give you any air! Hmph, this cat isn’t so easy to fool meow. To still be trying to deceive me at this point—that’s an additional offense! Then I have no choice. I’ll make you experience my family’s cruelest, most despair-inducing private torture—I’ll use eight feather chickens to tickle you for ten thousand years meow!”
Tickle?!
Little Mist panicked even more.
What? There was such a cruel torture as tickling? That would really kill someone!
If she was really going to be tickled for ten thousand years… she might as well just die!
At worst, she’d be reincarnated in a hundred years.
“Wait! I actually said it wrong just now. Actually, I am… I am Truth’s sister, Zhendi!”
“Even if you were Truth’s mother, it wouldn’t work!”
Wilona used brute force to flip Little Mist over onto her back.
Then she started using nearby vines to bind her hands and feet, preparing to take her away.
“No, I really am Truth’s sister! It’s true! You have to believe me!”
Ha, sister? Wilona looked at Little Mist with an expression that said “Do you think I’m a stupid cat?”
Even if Truth really had a sister named Zhendi, that sister couldn’t possibly be so powerful at just over ten years old to take out a whole bunch of kidnappers at once and then control the monsters in the mist to torment others!
How old was Truth now? Judging by appearance, she wasn’t even thirteen, right?
And besides, how could there be twins that similar?
Even if their appearance was the same, their voices were identical too.
And this impostor was even wearing a priest robe!
Wilona rubbed the clothes on Little Mist’s body.
Hmm, it was indeed an authentic garment from the Church of the Goddess of Life:
“If you really were a priest, then you couldn’t have come to such a deep part of the mist alone. A priest with no combat ability couldn’t fend off a large number of second-rank monsters in the mist. So you’re definitely not a priest—you’re some other profession meow!”
What? Little Mist also gritted her teeth slightly.
It was true that she wasn’t Truth, but she was indeed a genuine priest!
Then, just as Wilona was about to lift Little Mist onto her back to carry her away, Little Mist’s hands suddenly emanated a small amount of life element, covering Wilona.
The latter felt a cool sensation, and it was very soothing…
“Hmm? Is this a healing skill meow?”
Wilona was stunned as she looked at the Healing Mist Little Mist had cast.
Little Mist revealed an irrefutable proof that she was a priest—she could use healing skills!
But Wilona still wouldn’t believe her so easily:
“No, you could also be an elemental priest. Some elemental priests can also control a portion of life element!”
Having the combat ability to come alone to the depths of the mist and also being able to control life element…
No matter how Wilona thought about it, only an elemental priest could do that!
Although low-rank elemental priests usually couldn’t master life element so early, there were certainly exceptions.
“Then… then how do I prove that I’m not an elemental priest?”
“Let me ask you: If you’re a priest, how did you come to the depths of the mist alone? How did you deal with the second-rank monsters along the way?”
“Be… because I have a Saint’s Shadow Guard!”
Little Mist suddenly remembered what Kashan had explained to her about “Saint’s Shadow Guard”:
“My… my shadow guard has been protecting me in secret, so I could come this deep…”
“Shadow Guard?”
Wilona was a bit confused:
“Are you really the Ninth Saintess, Truth?”
“Y… yes, the genuine kind!”
“Then have your shadow guard show themselves!”
“N… no, she only appears when I’m in real life-threatening danger!”
Is that so? Well… Wilona accepted this explanation, because she really didn’t want to harm Little Mist for now.
At most, she’d break her legs if she tried to escape:
“If you really are the Ninth Saintess, then what about the Truth in Deya City?”
Little Mist was silent for a few seconds.
Fine, since Truth didn’t want to deal with her, that meant this cat-eared girl wasn’t that important.
She’d just make something up to get away quickly.
After all, she’d be safe once she returned to the Mist Core Zone!
Finally, Little Mist said firmly:
“Actually, that person in Deya City is the real impostor!”
……
Twenty minutes later, on the outskirts of Dea Plateau.
After a brief wait, Di Lun, the Lord of Rebirth City, finally received news from the scouts again.
This time, the news they brought was shocking to him.
“You say you’ve already made contact with the Ninth Saintess?!”
Di Lun listened to the scouts’ report with a grave expression:
“What did I instruct you? I said you must not approach her, otherwise if she misunderstands…”
“No, Lord of the City. The Ninth Saintess herself sent someone to contact us! We were just about to meet our informant when a powerful woman approached us. She directly introduced herself as the Ninth Saintess’s shadow guard and asked us to deliver a message to you.”
“Shadow Guard?”
Di Lun’s heart tightened. He hadn’t expected the Ninth Saintess to send her own shadow guard to deliver a message!
“What message?”
“The Ninth Saintess indicated that Deya City is very safe now, and that she is very willing to discuss some matters with you. She asked us to go quickly.”
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