VIP Chapter 483: Lending a Thing (Interlude)
Death Hall.
“You look a little unwell. Would you like a drink? Just a little taste?”
Sitting opposite each other at the table, Daisianwei, dressed in a magnificent evening gown, picked up a wine glass filled with blood.
Then, she aimed it at Carver across the table.
Carver, who was unaware of the high hopes placed upon him by everyone in the Royal Palace.
However, even though Daisianwei, who had the most experience in identifying unnatural deaths, said so…
Carver only looked slightly “tired.” In terms of expression, he was still as relaxed as ever.
This was a stark contrast to her saying, “You look unwell.”
“Do I look unwell? I think I should still look as relaxed as I always do.”
He squinted, and his slender, gloved fingers picked up the wine glass.
“Hmm… I can’t describe it. Because I always judge people by whether they are full of ‘death aura’ or ‘killing intent.’ In my opinion~”
Daisianwei stared at Carver, watching him drink the entire glass of “red wine.”
Then, without changing his expression, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.
Looking back at Daisianwei, he once again wore a foxy, squinting smile.
Daisianwei was not someone who liked to please others by reading their emotions.
But…
She could easily tell that Carver was in a very bad mood today.
Because in the past, he wouldn’t drink even a sip of this thick and “wonderful” red wine, and would find all sorts of excuses to refuse.
“You are filled with killing intent. The kind of killing intent that would make you want to slash someone just for passing by. I think that’s also a sign of looking unwell…?”
But Daisianwei didn’t say it out loud. She was actually quite pleased with Carver like this.
“Since I met you, I’ve never smelled such scents or emotions from you. It’s interesting that someone can make you so angry. I’m satisfied today.”
She looked through the red wine glass at Carver, whose beautiful blonde hair could still be seen in the transparent ruby red.
“Then you misunderstood. I am very gentle, so gentle that I can’t bear to kill a bug with my own hands.”
“Mhm, feigned compassion is indeed a form of ‘compassion.’ You’re not wrong about that either.”
“…However, some ‘little nasty bugs,’ not only make noise between the shadows of the leaves, but have now flown into the dazzling sunlight, making one agitated.”
From their brief conversation, although there was no explicit information, Daisianwei had a general understanding of what Carver had been through.
But she didn’t care. Compared to what Carver had experienced, it was more important to quickly get to the useful information—
“What are you here for? Are you encountering problems clearing the dungeon? Otherwise, you wouldn’t have come to me, right?”
“The clearing has started again. It’s expected to reach the intended position on her birthday.”
Carver’s tone was a little flippant. He seemed dissatisfied with only drinking one glass of “red wine,” and placed the glass aside, prompting the ghost attendant next to him to refill it.
“It’s just that I foresee some ‘trouble’ in future attacks.”
“Future trouble?”
“Since Princess Daisianwei is so happy today, if I borrow a ‘person’ to resolve these troubles, wouldn’t that speed things up?”
Daisianwei understood. So, he was waiting for her here.
“The bug you borrowed last time was a one-way trip. But never mind, use necessary resources where necessary. Which floor do you want?”
“The second hundredth floor.”
“…”
Daisianwei’s expression immediately turned serious.
“You mean that Undead Warrior? Why?”
“He’s strong enough. There’s no other reason. What? Is that not allowed?”
“It’s allowed. Anyway, no one can reach the two-hundredth floor now. However, you’ll have to pay a corresponding price…”
“Can destroying Zero Demon City completely not be considered a sufficient price?”
“Ahahaha… I didn’t expect Young Master Carver, who is the wealthiest, to haggle with me one day.”
Daisianwei rested her chin on her hand, laughing happily.
“Not enough. How about this…”
She raised her glass to Carver.
“If we succeed, I’ll have the chance to taste your ‘death’ when you’re old and alone—when that time comes, my funeral must include an invitation for me.”
“Even if you hadn’t said it, I definitely would have sent you one. As one of my few ‘partners,’ if you weren’t at my funeral, then no one else would need to come.”
“No. This invitation is for you to pay for the best band in my Death Hall to play a requiem at your funeral.”
A hint of surprise seemed to appear on Carver’s face.
Daisianwei licked her lips. She enjoyed observing expressions on Carver’s face other than his usual professional, foxy smile.
“As for what to play, that will be decided by me. How about I present you with the highest-spec requiem? This is the best requiem that the hall named ‘Death’ offers to you!”
“This…”
“You’re hesitating? Hmm… No way. Are you already deciding what song to play at your funeral at this moment?”
Carver’s fingers, gripping the wine glass, trembled slightly, as if she had hit a nerve.
However, after a brief hesitation…
He still regained his relaxed smile and nodded.
“Never mind, it’s fine. I agree. The requiem you choose… will surely not disappoint me.”
“Deal. Then I’ll lend you the Undead Warrior. The two-hundredth floor of Death Hall will enjoy a good break for the next few days.”
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At night, Shuna stood on the final floor.
“Carver… why would he lend out the Undead Warrior?”
She hadn’t been “eavesdropping” today. She had only heard from Li Wei’qi that Carver had met Daisianwei again today and might have exchanged some important information.
And then…
She found a way to sneak in and steal it.
On the table, she saw a “IOU”—of course, Daisianwei didn’t hide it. All her documents and materials were piled up messily on the table.
This IOU, combined with the excuse of the Undead Warrior on the two-hundredth floor taking leave, made it clear what had happened.
“For Carver, the only person who would make him that angry is still…”
Shuna stopped midway, as if something wasn’t right.
“Oh no, could it really be Will… After all, the bug he borrowed from here before was also to… to deal with him.”
Since she had obtained the information, Shuna didn’t linger.
She twirled the dagger in her hand and returned to her room—
Her own room was still a scene of scattered “corpses.”
The Adventurer team she encountered today was exceptionally weak.
It made Shuna doubt if Adventurer teams had become so devalued now.
A-rank adventurers were everywhere, and S-ranks were flying around.
But when it came to clearing dungeons, they were all equally incompetent.
Although they all died at her hands, their manner of death revealed their skill level.
However, it was not a big problem. If they were “Adventurer” corpses, they would be transported out by the Adventurer Guild’s corpse disposal department, and once they left Death Hall, their “deaths” here would simply disappear.
Their injuries would gradually recover, and they would eventually appear as if “nothing had happened.”
She walked among the corpses, her eyes scanning the wounds on the fallen bodies.
“If the Undead Warrior is to be used to clear Zero Demon City… it must be a considerable threat.”
She circled repeatedly, pondered repeatedly, and paced repeatedly.
As if making a very important decision, she sat on her own coffin.
“And… if Will confronts Carver alone without knowing this information, he will definitely…”
She twirled the pen in her hand.
“Did Li Wei’qi intentionally tell me this so that I would pass the message on?”
She found it plausible, yet somehow unsettling.
Although Li Wei’qi was undoubtedly on their side, otherwise, she wouldn’t have her subordinates opposing Death Hall and Carver.
However…
Shuna felt a strange intuition.
The way Li Wei’qi treated her was somewhat peculiar.
Although she hadn’t attacked her, and had even helped her, it was just a gut feeling, but she always felt that Li Wei’qi had some strange intentions.
“Hoo, no matter what, I’ll pass the message on first. It’s always good for Will to be prepared.”
Writing a letter to Will was not a simple task. Encrypted documents required magic.
And it required a “topic” to be submitted to the Adventurer Guild.
Fortunately, Will had left behind that proposition about the deepest part of the dungeon last time. As long as she submitted the information to that question, Will would definitely see it.
Shuna took out her pen and wrote the letter.
“Now is the time to…”
Shuna closed the letter, and the moment it was sealed, the magic took effect, making it appear as just a letter answering the “question about the deepest part of the dungeon.”
However…
She had already sensed a familiar “aura” coming from behind her, slowly settling behind her.
Then, a hand reached out and clasped Shuna’s right hand holding the letter.
“!”
“Speaking of which, little Shuna, this method of yours for sending magic could easily be discovered by Daisianwei. Especially now that Will has been found out.”
She turned around, and Li Wei’qi immediately pulled away.
Then, she stood behind Shuna, this time wearing a black eye patch to cover her eyes, playing with her blonde hair.
With an “obviously deliberate” tone, she reminded Shuna.
“Thank you, but I don’t need your reminder.”
Shuna glared at her.
She had fallen into a trap.
Li Wei’qi had long suspected her letter was problematic and wanted to use this method to extract her process.
Because even if this letter was sent even a moment later, Will might not receive this most crucial piece of information, and she would be eager to provide it.
If there was a next time, then she would probably need other methods to let Will know what that person in Death Hall was thinking.
This “other method”…
Shuna brushed past Li Wei’qi.
And then…
She saw the “corpses” of the adventurers lying in her dungeon.
