After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 257 - 89 Deception and Deception_3
"Alright, that’s enough." Xi Mu dismounted and helped Letixia off the horse before turning to Fifine and saying,
"My partner will send you away. I still have to go and combat the followers of the Dusk Cult and take back the Sword of Light."
"Just like that, you’re letting me leave?" Fifine pulled at the corner of her mouth, sensing as if she were being rejected and deliberately sent away.
However, what Ahtal had said wasn’t exactly wrong. She had no place in the upcoming battle. After all, she was merely a noble from a minor region, entirely unqualified to be involved in the conflict between the followers of the Dusk Cult and the heroes.
"If you want to stay and fight, that’s an option as well." Xi Mu said jokingly, only to see Fifine shaking her head vigorously.
"Better send me back."
"Then, goodbye." With a wave of his hand, Xi Mu watched as the small mare carried Fifine away, then he turned his gaze toward Letixia at his side.
Then, gripping Letixia’s neck with an indifferent look, he lifted her up and interrogated coldly,
"Haven’t I told you? Your disguise is very poor."
"I can hardly breathe." Letixia’s refined face flushed red, her eyes filled with puzzlement as she looked at Ahtal, not understanding why her lover was strangling her.
"The body, the face, the aura, all identical. However, my instincts refuse to recognize you as Letixia." Xi Mu replied dispassionately, "You underestimate Letixia. She has never been the kind of princess to wait for someone else’s rescue."
His grip on her neck tightened silently, and Letixia began to roll her eyes back, her legs flailing beneath her gown, with a warm stream flowing down her legs.
"That woman, once she learned that she would be used as a threat and might cause a great disaster because of herself..." 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
"Would choose to end her own life." As his words fell, he squeezed without hesitation, accompanied by the sound of snapping bones.
The body fell into a snowdrift, transforming from Letixia into a stranger... a woman renowned as Naifeitar the Many-Faced, possessing extraordinary acting skills and the ability to drastically change appearances. In theory, as long as she had a brief contact with any individual, she could completely imitate them to the extent that not even the closest person could tell.
But the person she mimicked was Letixia, and given Letixia’s character, once she assessed the current situation, she would certainly choose to commit suicide without hesitation.
Therefore, no matter how well the Many-Faced Naifeitar impersonated her, it was impossible to fully mimic Letixia.
Because faced with this situation, Letixia’s only choice... was to end her own life, not wait like some fragile princess for his rescue.
Meanwhile,
In the Fenrir Kingdom,
"Everything is going according to plan." The nun’s slender fingers stroked the prototype of the Sword of Light, unable to hide her excitement.
Now they had not only retrieved the prototype of the Sword of Light but also planted a spy within Ahtal’s group, capable of monitoring their movements at any time.
However,
Suddenly, the prototype of the Sword of Light turned into an illusion and vanished under the nun’s gaze, despite its power and feeling in the hand being beyond question, the prototype simply disappeared.
It was summoned by Ahtal.
No... The existence of the prototype of the Sword of Light itself had ceased to be; it hadn’t been summoned away at all.
And at that moment,
"Boom!" The ground of the square cracked thunderously, spreading like a spider’s web, as Ahtal reappeared, his gaze cold as he locked eyes with the nun:
"How dare you kill Letixia!"
Who killed her!
The nun pursed her lips, wanting to refute loudly without regard for her dignity. They hadn’t planned to kill Letixia at all; it was that woman who had taken her own life when they weren’t watching.
"Didn’t you deceive us, too?" She realized, "The prototype of the Sword of Light you provided was fake."
"Deceiving the followers of the Dusk Cult, isn’t that only natural?" Xi Mu declared confidently, his index finger pointing to the sky where fiery flames appeared, converging into a sun, radiating intense heat.
The prototype Sword of Light given to the followers of the Dusk Cult was a false one he had created using the Ten Shadow Magics to replicate himself while holding the actual prototype of the Sword of Light.
