Four Split Personalities

"Eh?"

Double Leaf blinked, saying suspiciously, "Another person? Who? Who arranged it?"

"I don’t know."

Tara Lasha frowned and gently shook her head, speaking in a deep voice, "Because I was worried about being detected, I always maintained a distance on the edge of seven different perception spells from Baffi Marshal, so I only saw the cause of Baffi’s death at the time and didn’t find the person who did it. By the time I arrived at the scene, there was no one there."

Double Leaf nodded slightly, then methodically sat back down, and after a long period of contemplation, she asked somewhat uneasily, "Are you sure Baffi Marshal is dead?"

"Of course, I’m sure."

Tara Lasha responded without hesitation, shrugging, "He seemed to be a high-ranking believer of the Whispering Evil God. The moment he died, I felt a kind of indescribable twisted will appear out of nowhere, seemingly wanting to seize Baffi’s soul."

Double Leaf wrinkled her nose, asking quickly, "Then what? Did it succeed? Was Baffi Marshal’s soul taken away?"

"Actually, the attacker didn’t leave a soul for Baffi at all, so that will left the moment it arrived." Tara Lasha slowly descended from midair, taking the opportunity to answer Double Leaf’s unasked question, "The person who executed Baffi must be someone from the clergy. Although I have never seen the Divine Arts he used, I am sure it was a clergyman, and his strength... very powerful..."

"A powerful clergyman? Does the Violet Empire even have such a person?"

Double Leaf was initially stunned, then continued to inquire, "Can you be more specific? Like how strong he is, which sect’s clergyman he might be, and so on."

"I’m not too familiar with Divine Arts... or rather all the less rigorous forms of power, and I’ve never paid much attention to them. However, based on my past experiences dealing with those charlatans, the attacker should be a follower of the Dawn Goddess Paxcine," Tara Lasha grabbed a pink heart-shaped cushion that was a bit cute and hugged it, gently stroking her chin, "As for his strength, I can’t see through it, but based on the move that killed Baffi, I probably wouldn’t stand a chance against him, but I could still run away."

"Oh."

Double Leaf looked at Tara Lasha with unclear admiration, hesitating, "So... does that mean the avenger who acted in the name of justice is not very weak?"

Tara Lasha gave her a glance and chuckled dryly, "Let’s put it this way, the blow that killed Baffi Marshal was definitely not weaker than a full-strength attack from a regular legendary powerhouse. If it was a premeditated one-hit kill, that’s still fine, but if..."

She did not continue, because the other speculation was so unbelievable that even Tara Lasha herself didn’t believe it.

And Double Leaf’s reaction only infuriated her further...

"Wow! Ana, you’re really strong!"

Double Leaf genuinely expressed surprise, not because she, like many others, thought that being stuck at the epic level as Tara Lasha meant little, but mainly because this girl, currently only a level 20 player, found it challenging to understand the true strength of those real powerhouses. Thus, she was amazed that her mentor could come back unscathed from what seemed like an incredibly formidable opponent.

As her mentor, Tara Lasha naturally understood this point, so she didn’t delve further and simply spoke sullenly, "I tried to track that person for a while and just completely lost him an hour ago before coming back here. Hmm, maybe after this turmoil, I should make a trip to the Holy Church Union. I am very interested in that person’s power."

Having confirmed that Baffi Marshal was indeed dead, Double Leaf, now a bit listless, exclaimed, "Is it just Divine Arts? I thought you weren’t really interested in that stuff."

"True, I don’t really care for the powers of most clergy or some Shaman Priests, which I see as utterly nonsensical, those so-called Divine Graces and Ancestor Powers, but..." Tara Lasha paused slightly, her inherently scholarly curiosity shining in her eyes, "The light I saw last night seemed to exceed the category of Divine Arts. It looked more like... a pure ’phenomenon’ rather than a power granted by a deity to its followers. While I’m not sure what exactly it is, I can affirm one thing, the power that erased Baffi Marshal’s body and soul was absolutely not ’godly’, at least not directly granted by a god, it was something much closer to the essence."

"Oh, I wish you a successful journey then..."

Double Leaf yawned, lazily stretching out on the cushion, completely disregarding Tara Lasha’s words and simply letting out a breath, the corners of her mouth curving into a particularly innocent smile, "In conclusion, Baffi Marshal is finally dead indeed."

Seeing her quirky and spirited apprentice finally avenging herself, the last trace of unease in Tara Lasha’s brow also dissipated, revealing a relieved smile as she gently tousled Double Leaf’s hair, smiling tenderly, "I heard you sent the ’Final Reserve Troop’ to the West after you got the news about Cordova, successfully intercepting Fujiki and others who were secretly fleeing Mercury City."

"Yep, then I killed them all..."

"Those lords did indeed coordinate well with you."

"Half and half, I suppose. Those who were drafted into the final reserve were the ones Tan had placed in various families over the years. He gave me the list two days before we left, probably trying to curry favor."

"Maybe he has feelings for you..."

"He also gave Tan Mo a list. Does he have feelings for him too?"

"Those with the Fujiki Housekeeper, they are Bafi Marshal’s family, right?"

"Yes, a daughter-in-law, a son, and two daughters, all of them are here."

"Ah, actually, more than a decade ago, I had afternoon tea once with Marshal’s wife by chance. She was a very quiet and low-key noble lady. If only she hadn’t believed in that Evil God with Marshal, then..."

"Then, the outcome wouldn’t have been any different."

Double Leaf lightly cut off Sara with her serene yet bright eyes brimming with madness: "Don’t get me wrong, Ana. Even if that lady was just a common noblewoman and those young people barely older than me were just wealthy heirs, as long as they are ’family’ who live day in and day out with Bafi Marshal, I wouldn’t hesitate to kill them. It has nothing to do with their beliefs, personality, identity, or status because..."

She revealed a smile that made Sara want to move closer to the fireplace...

"I don’t like to break my promises, so if I say I’ll kill his entire family, then I’ll kill his entire family."

The girl casually summoned the Wind Element to bring her robe draped over a chair in the corner to her front, tearing something off the collar—it was an insignia with a crudely sewn wolf’s head.

Sara sighed softly, put her mask back on, and quietly left the room.

...

A slightly salty tear fell onto the insignia in the girl’s hand.

"I’m so tired..."

Her eyes brimming, Double Leaf took a deep breath, clutched the insignia in her hand, lifted her little face, and through the enchanted glass across the room, she gazed at the sky and murmured, "Living for others, striving for others, avenging others—it’s just too exhausting. I’ve never been so tired in my life."

"Damn you all, I truly owe you nothing..."

"The great Mu You ended up not seeming like himself anymore, changed by you people who aren’t even worthy of life..."

"To think you could turn someone selfish, capricious, fickle, malicious, and of extremely poor character—a genius beautiful girl like me—into such a character, like those insipid leading ladies in brainless motivational dramas, you truly deserve to die a thousand deaths!"

"...Bastards..."

"I’ve finally... avenged you..."

"Do you see... Captain, Yina... do you see... Crab, Saracha?"

"Do you see how many people I’ve made pay for you?"

"If you see it, rest in peace... If you haven’t, then forget it... Either way... the revenge is done..."

The girl gently kissed the battered insignia before placing it back in her bag. Then, she buried her tear-streaked face in her arms, her delicate and slender body gently trembling.

After a moment, she lifted her head with a joyful smile on her face, her eyes filled with insubstantial chaos...

"I should go back to being myself again~"

Chapter 562: The End