Ch 266: You are a riddle I want to unravel yet am unwilling to solve.

She disliked being in a passive position, and she also disliked being the mouse in a cat-and-mouse game.

“Hey, Wen Ci, actually, I wanted to play a little longer, but Yin Sen isn’t someone who can suppress their emotions.”

Meng Academy was in chaos everywhere now. She almost ran into Eric, who was running towards a telephone booth against the flow of people. Hiding in a corner, the Moe Knight Captain, burdened with heavy thoughts, didn’t notice her.

“Wishing the two Dark Soldiers enough luck.”

The estimated time was still ample; she wasn’t in a hurry.

【Shielding is enough for her to not recognize you.】

“No, recognizing someone is sometimes just a feeling. Even if more things are in front of me, everything points to me not being the person she’s looking for, Yin Sen will still suspect.”

A little suspicion is enough.

Even if it really wasn’t her, with that little suspicion, Yin Sen wouldn’t let it go.

【What did you do to her?】

“Nothing at all.”

Walking forward, the crowd became orderly under the Moe Knights’ command.

“Precisely because I did nothing, she’s so angry. For Yin Sen, it would be more comfortable for her if I had disappeared long ago.”

【Your relationship is quite good.】

“Um… we’ve been colleagues for so long, and I’m easy to get along with.”

Already getting closer to their destination: “Don’t be jealous of her, Wen Ci. In my heart, you’re the colleague I’m closest to.”

【How many people have you said that to?】

“Let me think,” she opened a door, “probably every single one.”

The dimly lit detention room; the door shut out all the noise.

“My best colleague, could you help me with a small favor? Just a little magic. I don’t want anyone interrupting my conversation with someone else.”

Using the Shi Juan Shi to cast magic now, Yin Sen should be coming over as soon as she smells it.

The door behind her flashed a bright light.

A good response.

“I’m sorry to keep you waiting,” only a few authorized people in Meng Academy could open this door; it opened automatically as she approached. “I had to give you some time to think. I don’t want our conversation to dwell on meaningless topics.”

Modifying the seal wasn’t complicated for someone loyal to her.

“Head Nurse Xu Xingchun should have already told you quite a lot.” Pulling up a chair by the table, the person on the only bed in the detention room, forcing themselves to lean against the wall, didn’t speak, but their gaze remained fixed on her.

Never moving.

Rui Bu Si tilted her head in confusion: “I haven’t heard that the Soft and Weak Curse would damage someone’s language center.”

“Will I get an answer to any question I ask now?”

The first thing he said after waking up.

His voice was a little hoarse.

“Mm,” she nodded readily, “after all, he’s my boyfriend, so of course, his treatment is different from everyone else’s.”

“Should I use Mind Reading?”

She stood up from the chair, sat beside Mi Ya Xing, and her fingertips traced from his reddened eye corners down to his lips.

“Almost forgot, our Star of Wisdom classmate can’t use the Shi Juan Shi right now.”

The Soft and Gentle Fluffy Curse, a small Magic Imprisonment Ring, and a chain restricting his movement.

Thorough preparation.

There’s no other way. Smart people can always find a way from an unexpected angle for villains. If she came back to see an empty detention room, or if he accidentally locked her in, she would have a terrible headache.

“I want to know,” the dangerous temperature stopped at his vulnerable neck; it seemed that if she wanted to, he would die at any moment, “who you really are.”

“Huh?” A very strange question. “Didn’t she tell you?”

“Xu Xingchun said,” his hand weakly rested on her wrist, “Rui Bu Si, I want to hear you tell me.”

That hand tightened slightly: “I want to hear you say it yourself.”

“Fine, as you wish,” her gaze fell elsewhere, then met his persistent eyes, “the form of the Nether Moon Stone, the Barren Demon Lord.”

The hand on her wrist fell away.

“Oh, it seems I’m really not well-known. I’m completely incomparable to Yin Sen’s ‘status’ in the Quark Clan. How sad.”

“Any more questions? Boyfriend, cherish this rare opportunity.”

“What do you want to do, keeping me locked up here?”

A clearly wrong reason, put out to lure out the real reason.

“No, of course not.”

As expected, she fell for it easily.

Did she take the bait?

Or did she not care?

“I’m curious, if a Moe Knight forgets that they’re a Moe Knight, forgets their mission, and even abandons it, will the mission also abandon them?”

The totem was exposed to the air. He lowered his head and didn’t answer.

The magical potion sat quietly in the bottle, the bottle quietly on the table. Now he knew its purpose, and his.

“A very worthwhile question, isn’t it?”

“Does Princess Naiya Yan Si really exist?”

“Why are you asking about her?” Surprised, but still answering the question, “Well, you could say that, but history doesn’t record it, no one in the world knows, whether it exists or not, it doesn’t matter.”

“You still remember.”

“Pfft, no, darling, that’s too long ago. I only remember a symbol. What kind of person she was, what she did, I think my memory is already completely different from the facts.”

“You had a good relationship with her.”

“Maybe.”

“Why?”

“Um… now I have a good relationship with everyone in Meng Academy, don’t I?”

“Why do you know about the Dream Incense?”

“That ah, it’s not a setting I deliberately made up to deceive you.” Thinking of something interesting, she couldn’t help but laugh again. “To be honest, I’m surprised you could think of such a far-fetched reason.”

To her laughter, Mi Ya Xing only pursed his lips.

“Do you remember the book that the Grand Elder hollowed out to put the Nether Moon Stone in?”

Of course, he remembered.

That book was still in the attic. Its author was a Religious Leader, and also the person who originally created the Dream Incense.

“My relationship with her… well, it was pretty good.”

“Did you join the Sheng Wu Cult?”

“Huh?” She was surprised to hear this unfamiliar name. “Ah, yes, that did happen.”

“What is the Sheng Wu Cult’s doctrine?”

“…”

“It seems that book was written for you, ‘the not-so-devout believer.'”

Her smile disappeared; she pinched his face.

Why is the prisoner smiling so radiantly?

She should be the one smiling.

“Aren’t you going to ask something else?” His long silence and not-so-silent gaze made her confused. “About the Dark Clan, the Dark Great Emperor, the things the Moe Knights care most about—aren’t you going to ask about those?”

What kind of nonsense questions are these?

Picking up the bottle of potion on the table and shaking it, the person being threatened seemed to have no correct understanding of their situation.

It’s completely different from what she expected.

“Will you tell me everything I ask?”

This attitude is correct: “Of course.”