Chapter 89 The Story of the Ghost Fairy
Early morning, Li Wen logged into the game and appeared in a room in the Wilson Town tavern.
Takebitori and the others had left earlier; they still needed to return to the Askant Mountains.
Judging by the expressions on their faces afterwards, the experience gained on this trip was not insignificant, and it was not a wasted journey.
Li Wen’s gains, on the other hand, were not as noteworthy. Even with the experience gained from defeating Tilroghzakh, Li Wen’s experience pool had only just broken through 3,500. It was worth noting that Tilroghzakh alone contributed 2,100 experience points.
This was partly because the demon was killed by her alone, while Wilson was the result of the combined efforts of many people; on the other hand, it was because Tilroghzakh was significantly stronger than Wilson.
When facing Wilson, Li Wen neither entered Witch Form nor even used the Poem of Paradise. This was naturally because Takebitori and other players, as well as Xu En and other investigators, were present. However, it also indirectly indicated that Wilson had not posed a death threat to Li Wen.
He couldn’t even kill Takebitori, and could only rely on the special abilities gained through rituals to cause casualties.
Tilroghzakh, however, was different. He truly forced Li Wen to activate Witch Form and exerted the full erosion bar with the Death Curse Spear.
If it weren’t for Glor’s natural counter to demons, and Li Wen’s ability to clear special states like the Gift of Temperance, which made her immune to Tilroghzakh’s curse, Li Wen would have had to put in more effort to defeat him.
Wilson arrogantly believed he could ascend to godhood by relying on the Crimson Feast. In reality, this ritual, in the hands of the Blood Lust Cult, was merely a substitute for a promotion ritual. In total, at least eight to twelve rituals would need to be completed to traverse the entire path. Wilson’s attempt to ascend after only one ritual was simply wishful thinking.
However, this was understandable. After all, Wilson was just a country noble and did not possess much transcendent knowledge. Moreover, the Blood Lust Cult had been extinct for many years. Relying on vague legends and believing he could become a god through rituals was understandable.
But he certainly didn’t know that even the prototype of the Crimson Feast, the Son of God Felmoth, did not ascend by killing guests and dyeing the long table with blood. In fact, Felmoth not only killed his guests but also, at the last moment, used trickery to kill himself. Through a perfect murder, he pleased Yeong, the god of birth, murder, and betrayal, and was thus taken back to the divine realm by him.
Therefore, Wilson’s end was sealed from the very beginning.
Li Wen did not care about the amount of experience he provided, as she had come to avenge the Regan couple.
Since the person had been killed, and Xu En had promised to properly bury them after the Disciplinary Bureau’s reinforcements and the kingdom’s army arrived and dug up the bodies, Li Wen naturally returned to her most important goal, the Primordial Codex of Lineage.
“You’re going to Leicester?”
A raven flew in from outside the window.
She was already going to Leicester City, and since Moria had the same destination, they naturally went together. With the Eldest Son of the Holy See accompanying her, she estimated that she wouldn’t encounter any trouble on the way.
In any case, she would reveal her intentions once they reached Leicester.
“Then I guess I can’t accompany you, girl.”
Grandma Martha said in her shrill voice.
“Where are you going?”
Li Wen was not too surprised by the Ghost Fairy’s departure.
“To the distant north, to the vast land covered in ice and snow.”
Upon hearing this, Li Wen took out the Raven Feather Dagger and the Ghost Fairy’s Treasure Pouch.
“You can keep these.”
Grandma Martha cackled.
“Keep them?”
Li Wen frowned. The Raven Feather Dagger was one thing, but the Ghost Fairy’s Treasure Pouch was a very precious item. Each fairy had only one Treasure Pouch belonging to them. And Martha’s intention was to give it to her?
Although she had already looked inside, there was not much in it. The claim that it could hold the entire Fairy Market was likely a joke, but the Treasure Pouch itself was priceless.
“That’s right, consider it as payment.”
The Ghost Fairy preened its feathers with its beak, scattering them.
“Speaking of which…” After a moment of silence, Li Wen finally asked the question that had been weighing on her mind, “Do you have any connection with Wilson? That you so diligently helped me kill him.”
The Raven Feather Dagger used to kill Wilson was given by the Ghost Fairy. Finding the already dead adjutant, and then the ghost and the rebirth ritual guarded by the ghost, was also due to the Ghost Fairy’s guidance into the well. Moreover, it was the Ghost Fairy who saved Mackie in the first place, which gave Li Wen the idea to kill Wilson.
Li Wen was curious about the Ghost Fairy’s intentions for taking so many roundabout steps, which could even be described as tortuous, just to kill Wilson.
“It’s just some old matters,” the raven said, flapping its wings but not flying away. Instead, it shed a lot of loose feathers. “A long time ago… not that it was that long, but it’s quite long for you humans. Back then, a creature that didn’t know its place trespassed into the Black Forest and disturbed my potion-making. So, I hung him upside down from a tree. However, he still incessantly affected my potion-making with his words. Annoyed, I could only throw him out of the Black Forest.”
“After that, that little brat came to bother me every few days, and no matter how I tried to drive him away… that little guy constantly complained to me that his parents were cultists and wanted to brainwash him into becoming one too. I was annoyed by the constant nagging, so I mixed toad venom with belladonna juice and forced him to drink it, and then he became quiet. True spirit potions always have a magic that makes people indulge in them.”
“Later, he said that the neighboring human country was going to war with their country, and he was going to defend his home and country. I had had enough of him and wished that brat would die on the battlefield, so I threw him into the poisonous pool behind the treehouse to soak for an entire night…”
“After that, the little brat won the battle, became a meritorious official, inherited his father’s title and territory, got married and had a son… After that, after that, it wasn’t interesting anymore.”
The little brat in Martha’s words was likely Wilson’s father, Petrie Wilson.
Li Wen immediately understood why Grandma Martha had done so. At the same time, she thought of something: “Soul Return Potion?”
When she first met the Ghost Fairy, it was refining this potion. At that time, she didn’t know its purpose, but after binding with “The Primordial Codex of Ending,” the codex recorded this precious potion.
It could revive a person who had died a long time ago, even one whose soul had almost dissipated, but only for commoners.
“Yes, but it’s useless now,” the Ghost Fairy’s voice seemed unchanged, still as harsh and unpleasant. “The Lord of the Feast will not let any food that has been caught escape. Wilson is a family with a turbulent destiny. It should be a good thing that you could end him.”
“I don’t understand. Since you could even refine the Soul Return Potion, why didn’t you kill young Wilson yourself, or save the seriously ill Petrie?”
If Wilson could have been stopped earlier, many people, including the Regan couple, could have lived.
Li Wen was merely asking a question, not complaining about Martha, as what had already happened could not be undone.
But upon hearing her words, the Ghost Fairy suddenly burst into maniacal laughter.
“Hahahaha! Hahaha… Don’t you understand yet?” It shed its feathers, returning to its Ghost Fairy form, its bell-like eyes flashing with mockery and anger. “The Fairy Market is a cage that confines me.”
