Chapter 255: Destiny

Looking at that word, Letia felt the script—or maybe the world itself—had a cruel sense of humor.

The coincidence was too convenient.

She remembered seeing the origins of the Destiny Hero Party in the White Church library: the same Hero Party Otto had belonged to decades ago.

According to the records, every member except Otto had died in the area beyond the 40th Floor.

So why had this red-haired woman appeared here?

And why was she so deranged?

Her laughter and expression were inhuman—like a monster that had completely lost her sanity.

The vision was too vague for Reichia to determine the cause.

But one thing was certain: Nightbright Town would not remain peaceful.

One wave hasn’t even settled, and another is rising.

As a slacker, Letia didn’t want this mess interfering with her relatively stable life.

That these events could threaten her or those around her was frustrating beyond words.

The vision ended abruptly.

Letia shook herself and continued packing her things, preparing to temporarily move into Red’s weapon shop.

Looking at Litt’s belongings in the cabinet, she sighed.

If she could, she would tell Red the truth about her identity.

But under these circumstances, revealing herself as Litt would cause chaos.

A massive lie was unacceptable—and Red was no exception.

Unless she became his most important, most intimate person and completely replaced the “bright moonlight” in his heart, exposing the truth would only generate resentment.

Yet as Otto had said: a dead bright moonlight was the best kind.

Litt’s departure had left a deep, far-reaching impact on Red.

Even if she now wore white stockings, he wouldn’t react… right?

With that thought, Letia sent a photo of her legs to Red.

One second later, three messages arrived in reply:

-“I’m in a meeting, and you show me this?”

-“Where is your heart? Where is your morality? Where is the original image?”

-“Can you send more?”

Well, his true nature hasn’t changed.

If this white-stocking enthusiast ever lost interest, the sky really would fall.

Letia chuckled and put away the communication crystal.

Are you asking if it’s immoral to tease someone and then ignore them?

Sorry.

I enjoy teasing with indifference.

Otherwise, how is it “fun” at all?

Letia understood that Red valued Litt deeply.

As for herself, she probably carried some weight in his heart—but it likely hadn’t turned romantic yet.

She stepped outside and saw Ymir running toward her, visibly panicked.

“What’s wrong?”

Letia asked.

“Is it about the beasts on the 30th Floor?”

“Ah… yes,” Ymir panted.

“You’re the Lord of the 35th Floor, right?”

Letia narrowed her eyes.

“Logically, you should be able to command the beasts.”

“I just… tried,” Ymir said.

“It’s useless. They’ve gone completely mad. Their spirits are chaotic; I can’t communicate with them at all. It’s like the darkness has eroded them entirely.”

“I see…”

Letia wasn’t surprised.

According to the script, if Ymir could have stopped it, Nightbright Town wouldn’t have been reduced to a sea of flames.

But madness and chaos?

That was unprecedented.

She recalled what she knew about the world beyond the 40th Floor.

The White Church library had fragments of information about that area: it was full of madness.

Time didn’t exist there, and spaces were cobbled together randomly.

It wasn’t a dungeon—it was a chaotic alternate dimension.

The Destiny team Otto had belonged to had witnessed that unknown region, and almost the entire team had perished.

Now one of those members had reappeared.

Had something changed beyond the 40th Floor?

Dungeon influences reaching the surface had never happened before.

Why now?

Letia needed more information.

“Ymir, do you know anything about the area beyond the 40th Floor?”

“Huh?”

Ymir blinked.

“Isn’t the area after the 40th Floor… just the dungeon?”

Even the dungeon monsters seemed ignorant of the world beyond.

Otto might be the only one who had seen it.

“Let’s go to the White Church library,” Letia said.

“Shouldn’t we deal with the beasts first?”

Ymir asked.

Letia shook her head.

“The phenomenon of the beasts being beyond even your communication is more concerning than the beasts themselves.”

“That makes sense…”

“Then let’s go. We’ll check the library for any clues about similar events.”

Ymir followed immediately.

Despite her new role as a “college student,” she approached the task seriously.

“But what exactly are we looking for?” she asked.

“Mainly Bishop Otto’s relics,” Letia replied.

“He might have left something in the library or in his study.”