“So, the general idea is that you came from Xizhou, Miss Fumier, specifically to find a Star Elf in the hopes that they would take you in. During the smuggling process, you accepted help from this Mite fellow and believed his lies about helping you find a Star Elf. You came to Satellite City, only to discover that Mite was actually demanding your blood to cultivate a Monster Virus?”
Ye Xingyao pressed her aching temples. Time was short and the task was heavy — the amount of information they needed to exchange in this period was truly a bit too much. Even for a top student of Satellite City like Miss Ye Xingyao, it was a bit overwhelming for a moment.
“Yes.”
Fumier nodded. After their conversation, even though she still had some doubts about the identity of the young girl before her, they had reached a preliminary consensus — they would exchange information, use their existing knowledge to stall for time, and escape as soon as possible if necessary until Ye Xingyao’s reinforcements arrived.
“After that, Mite used corpses he got from somewhere to create Blood Demons. You realized what he was doing after giving him the first batch of blood, and now that the first batch has been used up, Mite can only produce a small number of Blood Demons.”
“Finally, he learned that Blood Elves have one day every month where they fall into a state of weakness, so he specifically chose such a day to lure you out just to obtain more of your blood?” Ye Xingyao pressed further.
“…Yes.”
Fumier felt a bit hesitant to look at the girl in front of her. Even now, in the middle of the night, the girl’s complexion looked healthy and rosy…
“Are you an idiot?”
Ye Xingyao was caught between laughter and tears by the Blood Elf loli’s attitude. After a long silence, she finally uttered those words.
“I… I thought he would wait a while longer before he made his move. I only realized all this once he actually attacked me,” Fumier explained weakly.
Thinking about it, she was helpless and alone in Satellite City. No matter how capable she was, she couldn’t expose her identity as a Blood Elf, so she could only barely manage her dealings with Mite. Now, the number of Blood Demons Mite could produce was limited…
Ye Xingyao waved her hand, signaling for her to stop talking so she could have a moment of silence to think of a strategy.
If Mite had captured Fumier for her blood, he shouldn’t kill her if he wanted a long-term supply.
But then, why did Mite capture her? To get revenge for that one stab? Surely he wasn’t that petty?
“By the way, things made from corpses aren’t enough to be called true Blood Demons. If he uses a living person… only then can they be called true Blood Demons. They are more than one grade stronger than those defective products,” Fumier suddenly said urgently, as if she had just remembered something.
Ye Xingyao slapped her forehead.
Fine, now she knew what that guy wanted to use her for.
At the thought of those disgusting things crawling onto her body, Ye Xingyao couldn’t help but feel her hair stand on end. A creepy, nauseating sensation welled up in her heart.
No, no, she absolutely could not let things turn out that way!
“Do those defective products have any weaknesses?” Ye Xingyao asked.
“Well… like true Blood Demons, they are probably afraid of light and fire. After all, they are products derived from a Blood Elf’s blood,” Fumier mused after a moment of deliberation.
“Do you have any more accurate information…?” Ye Xingyao complained. The young girl’s tone didn’t sound certain at all.
“I don’t. If I hadn’t read the historical records of the Blood Elves, I wouldn’t even know what they were. I am actually quite curious how Mite learned about all this,” Fumier said, shaking her head with a helpless expression.
Light and fire?
Ye Xingyao rubbed her chin, reflecting on the meaning of those words.
In her memory, there were Dark Attribute Magic Stones, but she had never seen a Light Attribute Magic Stone. According to the logic of many urban fantasy games, there was usually some sort of design involving the five elements and their cycle of creation and destruction. If there was a Dark Attribute, why had there never been a Light Attribute?
‘Light Attribute… what does it mean?’
She remembered that when she transformed into a Star Elf, she had heard a description regarding “Moon Elf’s Magic Power”… Xiaoyue had said before that Moon Elf Magic Power comes from moonlight.
Did Moon Elf Magic Power count as a part of “light”?
Furthermore, given that her own Starlight Magic Power could be replenished at night… was it possible that her Starlight Magic Power came from starlight?
She couldn’t be certain yet. She knew too little about her current self. When it came to Star Elves, she might even know less than the not-so-bright Blood Elf loli beside her…
Moreover, her current Magic Power was pitifully low. Even if her magic was specifically effective against these defective Blood Demons, there wasn’t much she could do…
It wasn’t as if she could just fire a single basic Magic Bullet and make those creatures, which were comparable to the Entering Dream Grade, drop dead, right?
She wouldn’t dream of something so impossible.
‘Ugh, Xiaoyue, Sister Hongye, why aren’t you here yet?’
At that thought, Ye Xingyao suddenly felt a bit of despair. There wasn’t even the slightest bit of room for maneuvers!
Before they could rest for even a moment, the broken door of the Intensive Care Unit was pushed open from the outside. Looking up, it was indeed Mite.
A smug smile was plastered across the man’s face, making Ye Xingyao want to punch him — or better yet, ruthlessly trample him under the heels of her high shoes.
‘Wait, when did I develop such a strange interest?’
“Heh, you two, have you been chatting about anything interesting?”
Mite rubbed his hands and glanced at Ye Xingyao, who was sitting in a chair resting with her eyes closed, and Fumier, who was leaning against the wall with her head down, lost in thought. He felt the atmosphere was a bit strange, but it wasn’t very important to him.
“Hmph. So, my dear Miss Fumier, do you really not intend to cooperate with me properly?”
Seeing that both women ignored him, both looking as if they were prepared for whatever he might do, he felt a strange surge of anger.
“Cooperate? I don’t believe for a second that you would ever cooperate fairly,” Fumier looked up, staring at Mite with cold indifference.
“You can only kill me tonight. If I survive this night, you will definitely die. Mark my words.”
At this moment, Fumier finally seemed to display some of the imposing aura a Blood Elf should possess. Her crimson eyes stared fixedly at Mite’s face.
“Hahahaha, that really is a pity then, my dear Miss Fumier.”
Mite laughed loudly and shook his head.
“But Miss Fumier isn’t as stupid as she looks. When it comes to collaborators I’ve already had a falling out with — and who are much stronger than me — I have a habit of leaving no loose ends.”
“As for this Hunter Miss over here, I’ll deal with her after I’m finished with you.”
As he spoke, Mite raised his hand. The Wood Attribute Magic Power within his body began to gather, and the Wood Attribute Magic Power in the air began to move according to a specific pattern…