After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 141 - 36 Lord Ash is Truly Ruthless

Early morning.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, dappling the figure of a girl with ivory-white long hair, who held a map up to block her cheeks, rendering her face indiscernible.

However, judging from her tall figure, she was likely a rare beauty, especially those straight, slender legs that seemed impossible to tear one’s eyes away from.

"Mhm, this is the place." The girl with the ivory-white hair seemed to confirm her destination as she stepped forward, making her way through the dense thicket.

As branches rustled, a tall eight-legged horse emerged from the bushes and headed toward the distant village, smoke rising from its chimneys.

A moment later, children’s laughter echoed; several frail children were seen turning over weeds on the ground, seemingly in search of herbs.

But upon sighting the approaching eight-legged horse, they were instantly terrified and began to flee toward the village.

"There’s a monster!"

"Help!"

"Run, run!" The children fled in panic, while the tall eight-legged horse snorted in disdain at their reaction.

To the humans in this world, fear of monsters seemed to run deep in their bones; they would run away at first sight of her.

It was a rare occurrence for someone like Ahtal to not run away upon seeing her, and instead play music for her and willingly engage in casual conversation.

That was an abnormal phenomenon.

The mare continued at an unhurried pace toward the village, and the fleeing children, sensing her approach, sped up, their screams sounding like wailing ghosts and howling wolves.

Kind of noisy, to be honest.

Soon, however, the situation changed. When the children saw a girl clad in a gray cloak, with shoulder-length golden curls, they rushed toward her as if she were their most trusted protector and hid behind her, peeking at the eight-legged horse. The panic in their eyes vanished completely, assured that this Sister Eden would protect them.

"Don’t worry, she has no hostile intent." Eden crouched down, gently touching each child’s head before setting her gaze upon the tall eight-legged horse.

She spoke softly.

"May I help you, Miss Sleipnir?" Her gentle voice directly revealed the identity of the eight-legged horse.

The mare appeared slightly taken aback, maintaining her proud stance as she came face-to-face with the young woman, as if looking down upon her.

Then she sniffed at the girl, sensing something very gentle about her.

It must be her, the one Ahtal was seeking—the legendary All-Knowing Saintess, the most devout disciple of the God of Omniscience.

Without a doubt, approaching such an existence would be extremely dangerous.

Yet, she trusted Ahtal’s judgment.

...

...

About a few hours earlier.

Xi Mu looked toward the tower amidst the mountains—that was the Hundred Eyes Tower, where the eyes of the saintess of the Dusk Cult were sealed away.

The followers of the Dusk Cult believed that the eyes of the saintess, having seen Ragnarok, possessed a special power, and they were treasured and preserved as sacred relics.

In the shady underworld markets, a pair of eyes from the saintess could fetch unimaginable prices, which indirectly led to a tradition that becoming a saintess of the Dusk Cult meant losing one’s eyes as a certainty. This was to ensure the purity of the saintess and also because their eyes were considered incredibly valuable.

In his first cycle, he had transplanted the eye of a saintess of the Dusk Cult to wield the power of Sulter’s Fire.

He did indeed gain the ability to wield the power of Sulter’s Fire, without the side effect of burning his life force.

The cost, however, was that his mana was forcibly reduced by half to sustain the transplanted eye, and his health was also consequently weakened.

And what was utterly intolerable was that it would... accumulate madness value. The enemy might not yet be killed, but he was already losing health continuously from the accumulated madness value.

Thus, apart from his first cycle, he never again transplanted the eyes of a saintess of the Dusk Cult, despite the fact that shooting lasers from the eyes was incredibly cool.

But the side effects were too severe, not worth it.

"Partner, I have a favor to ask of you." Xi Mu retracted his gaze and looked towards the mare beside him, pulling out the Scroll of Destiny given by his teacher and pointing to an unnamed ravine on it, "I want you to approach the All-Knowning Saintess and bring her to this location."

The mare: "..."

She dared approach the All-Knowing Saintess, but likely the next second she would undoubtedly drop dead, for she was a puppet created by the God of Omniscience.

And she was just one of the monsters created by the Monster Witch.

No matter how she thought about it, she lacked the capability to bring the All-Knowing Saintess to the designated ravine; it was not a matter of willingness.

She simply did not possess the power.

"The All-Knowing Saintess is a very kind person, as long as you approach her without hostility, she won’t harm you, even if you are a monster."

Xi Mu explained with a smile.

"Approach her, and then bring her... to the ravine to rescue me, that’s what you need to do."

The mare’s eyes showed confusion as she locked eyes with Xi Mu for a moment, then glanced at the blindfolded saintess beside him.

Obviously, the blindfolded saintess was also unaware of the truth.

"Once I’ve dealt with the lord of the Hundred Eyes Tower, I’ll then hurry to the ravine and jump down, pretending to be injured." Xi Mu calmly explained, "Only by doing so, can I get close to the All-Knowing Saintess and lower her guard."

He stroked the mare’s neck.