Dimensional Codex System: I'm really not a cultist!-Chapter 234 - 233 I’ve Already Seen the Ending
Chapter 234: Chapter 233 I’ve Already Seen the Ending
“Pu ci.”
The sharp blade sliced from Wilhelmina’s shoulder down to her lower abdomen, blood splattered. Fang Zheng gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, coldly looking at the woman before him. Now, she was covered in wounds, but even so, the maid’s poker face remained unchanged, even though Fang Zheng had nearly cleaved her in two.
“It’s over.”
Fang Zheng didn’t care about what she thought. Since she had appeared before him and launched an attack, her fate was sealed to be nothing but death.
This was the final strike.
Fang Zheng pulled out the Vampire, and with another swipe of his sword, severed the maid’s head. At that moment, he saw a faint smile emerge on Wilhelmina’s face. Then she closed her eyes, falling towards the ground. At the same time, sakura-colored flames appeared on her body, gradually consuming her flesh.
“Wilhelmina!!”
Just then, a streak of fire shot across the sky. In the next moment, Shana rushed over and embraced the maid in her arms, her eyes filled with tears, watching Wilhelmina’s body gradually shatter, split, and disappear in the flames. It wasn’t until the last wisp of Power of Existence faded into the air that the girl wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, looking up furiously at Fang Zheng.
“Fang Zheng! I hate you!!”
“I will avenge Wilhelmina!!”
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With Shana’s roar, the next moment, bright red flames erupted, unfolding before Fang Zheng. But Fang Zheng silently watched the scene unfold, then raised the Vampire in his hand.
“Let’s see how much you’ve learned, little girl.”
The next moment, as if responding to Fang Zheng’s words, a deluge of fire surged towards him.
To burn everything.
“…”
Fang Zheng opened his eyes.
“Have you awakened, Elder Brother?”
“Hmm… Tilia, what time is it now?”
Looking at the beautiful face of the blonde girl before him, resembling a doll, Fang Zheng couldn’t help but smile slightly before asking.
“There’s one hour left until the car to take us to the airport arrives.”
“Hmm…”
Upon hearing Tilia’s reply, Fang Zheng fell silent for a moment, then stood up.
“Tilia, I need to cast some spells. You’ll be in charge of guarding outside.”
“Yes, Elder Brother.”
Hearing this, Tilia’s expression turned serious. She nodded, then turned and left the room, closing the door behind her. After making sure no one would disturb him, Fang Zheng got up from the bed, stretched his body, and went to the floor-to-ceiling window—gazing out, he could see the endless expanse of blue sea. Nothing surrounded him, providing Fang Zheng with the best view.
After all, this was the Presidential Suite; such privileges were to be expected.
But right now, Fang Zheng didn’t care about those things. He walked over to the table by the floor-to-ceiling window and with a light wave of his hand, the travel case a short distance away popped open. Several gems and diamonds flew out, as if little birds, gently landing on the table following Fang Zheng’s motion. Then, with another wave of his hand over them, the next moment, the hard gems and diamonds immediately shattered, scattering across the table.
After that, Fang Zheng closed his eyes.
Rune after rune appeared before him, and then, the illusory scenery gradually dispersed, revealing the great net of fate before Fang Zheng’s eyes, showing him one future after another… flames, betrayal, schemes, traps, death…
When Fang Zheng opened his eyes again, he wore a triumphant smile.
So that’s how it is.
One had to admit, that maid really had guts… However, it’s a pity that trying to outsmart a Prophet Mage with just that is completely insufficient.
Moreover, when a Prophet Mage commits murder… it isn’t necessarily by their own hand.
With this in mind, Fang Zheng chuckled softly, then looked at the table in front of him, where the previously laid out jewels and diamonds had turned to dust. With a casual sweep of his hand, the dust rose with the wind and disappeared into the air. Then, he straightened his clothes and turned to leave the room.
“Elder Brother?”
“We’re not going to the airport anymore, Tilia. Call the front desk and have them prepare a car for us. We’ve had enough of trains, airplanes, and cruise ships… It’s about time for a road trip…”
“Yes, Elder Brother.”
Tilia wasn’t at all surprised by Fang Zheng’s suggestion. In fact, this wasn’t the first time Fang Zheng had whimsically changed his plans. Of course, for Nanoka, it might just be a little quirk of Fang Zheng’s. After all, no matter what, her job was simply to follow them around. But Tilia knew very well that her Elder Brother possessed the ability to foresee the future, and if he sensed any problems with the original destination or itinerary, he would choose to divert course.
It seemed now was just another move to avoid trouble.
Having money meant being able to do as one pleased. After Tilia made a call to the front desk, the hotel promptly found them a luxury RV suitable for a road trip, which Fang Zheng naturally received with a gracious smile… What? You’re asking where he got the money?
Ah, that’s a long story, but one might say good people get good rewards. The Followers of the Crimson Realm whom Fang Zheng had saved before were not ungrateful. Sadly, they weren’t particularly good-looking or had any special Noble Phantasms—indeed, they were so poor they only had money. Hence, they gave Fang Zheng a black card as a small token of their gratitude.
As for where the Followers of the Crimson Realm got the money… that wasn’t any of Fang Zheng’s business.
After all, in Fang Zheng’s memory, he hadn’t yet seen Followers of the Crimson Realm or Fire Mist Warriors short on cash.
Once the hotel delivered the vehicle, Fang Zheng, humming a tune, drove northward with Tilia and Nanoka, leaving the seaside Five Stars hotel to continue on towards their next destination. Shortly after their departure, a hotel staff member poked their head out cautiously, glanced at the nearly invisible vehicle in the distance, then took out a phone and dialed a number.
“I understand.”
Putting down the phone, the maid carrying a large bag looked toward the distant city. Just moments ago, she received intelligence from an outside inn that the target had changed direction, which meant… she had to change direction as well.
And if she was not mistaken, she would be the closest to them.
Although according to the original plan, they were supposed to wait until everyone had arrived before taking action, Wilhelmina had her own plans. She had to make that child come to her senses, to realize what was truly best for her; for this purpose, she would spare no expense.
Even if it meant her own life, such was her promise to that dear friend, a vow she was determined to fulfill at all costs.
She was sure the child would understand her dilemma.
Because that is the duty and mission of a Fire Mist Warrior.
With that thought in mind, Wilhelmina bit her lip, turned, and swiftly moved forward along the highway. In a mere few bounds, she vanished into the night.
