“Anyway…”
Seeing that Red had not spoken for a long time, Letia took the initiative to speak.
“Ella is currently hiding somewhere in Congming Town. We need to find her. Through her, we might be able to discover Otto’s whereabouts.”
Letia’s voice pulled Red back from his inner world.
The man nodded slowly.
“Regardless, she is a creation that he and I made together. I will find a way to track her down.”
Afterward, the two of them began to busy themselves within the weapon shop.
However, the weapon shop actually had no customers.
Therefore, after Letia performed some simple cleaning, she leaned over the table and fell into a deep sleep.
Red, on the other hand, did not stop for a single moment as he pondered how to solve the various recent problems.
For him, no matter what it was, there had to be a certain amount of planning.
He did not need to cover every single detail, but he could not say he was unprepared either.
Particularly now, when Nightbright Town was at risk of being raided by the monsters in the forest, the expression on Red’s face naturally became even more calm.
‘Killing these monsters one by one to prevent them from gathering… Setting aside the lack of manpower, most people simply do not have the strength…’
‘What about luring and driving them in small batches into the Teleportation Anchors of the Dungeon? It seems feasible, but whether those teleportation arrays can even transport monsters is another question.’
‘And then there is the so-called Lord Letia mentioned. Currently, no one knows exactly how strong this Lord is. We only know from Letia’s brief description that… the opponent is powerful enough to destroy all of Nightbright Town.’
Red listed the potential dangers and the possible solutions one by one, writing them down on paper.
After double-checking everything, he turned to Letia and asked, “Regarding that powerful existence, what else do you know?”
Letia remained silent for a moment.
Then, she decided to be more honest with Red.
Since he chose to believe her unconditionally, she naturally could not hide too much—even if what she was about to say might reveal her identity.
“Red, have you ever heard of the Hero Party called Destiny?”
“Destiny…”
Red rubbed his chin, thinking for a long while before answering.
“Are you talking about the legendary Hero Party from forty or fifty years ago that reached the 40th Floor with only six people? Some even rumored they reached the 45th Floor.”
Nearly every Adventurer had heard their story to some extent.
Only a person like Letia, who was too lazy to pay attention to others, might not know about the Hero Party Destiny.
After all, she truly was as lazy as one could possibly be.
“That is the one.”
Letia did not know what kind of nonsense Red was thinking about in his head.
“That extremely powerful individual is a red-haired woman, and she is very likely related to Destiny. Furthermore… Otto was the only survivor of the original Destiny team.”
“How do you know that?”
If the previous information was just within the realm of common intelligence, then this piece of information was truly a bit too detailed.
It was so detailed that it was almost as if Letia had been one of them.
“I have no way to explain this to you.”
Letia let out a sigh.
“But you only need to know one thing… I will not harm you, nor will I lie to you.”
“Fine.”
Seeing the sincere look in Letia’s eyes, Red did not intend to continue questioning her.
Everyone had their own secrets.
Continuing to press for answers would only make the relationship between the two of them awkward.
Moreover, the intelligence Letia provided was indeed shocking enough.
If things were truly as she said… then what exactly did Destiny encounter after becoming the only ones to enter the area beyond the 40th Floor?
Why would they choose to side with monsters and become enemies of humanity?
***
The next day arrived, but this time, Letia did not wake up in Red’s bedroom.
She naturally could not let Red keep sleeping on the sofa, nor could she go sleep in Litt’s room.
So, she had naturally moved into the small spare room inside the weapon shop.
Fortunately, these two places were quite close—right next door, in fact.
There was no need to worry about walking a long distance, which was quite convenient in a sense.
“Yawn…”
Letia gave a long stretch and sat up from the bed.
She then rummaged through her suitcase for her clothes.
She had left the things that originally belonged to Litt in the previous bedroom.
She was not worried about Red discovering her identity through those items.
One had to understand that she had purchased those things from the Chamber of Commerce using the identity of Litt.
If she insisted on keeping them with her, it would instead cause unnecessary trouble.
After all… according to the original setup, she and Litt were not close enough to be keeping each other’s mementos.
Beep, beep, beep!
Just as Letia finished dressing and was preparing to find Red for breakfast, her communicator crystal began to ring.
“Hello?”
“Saintess!”
Ymir’s voice shouted loudly from the other end of the communicator crystal.
“Lady Saint, where are you right now? Why haven’t I seen you at your post?”
‘I swear…’
Letia’s face darkened the moment she heard Ymir’s voice.
How many autumns does a life have?
Exactly as many as the endless workdays.
She was supposed to have a perfect slacker’s life, clinging to Red’s side without worrying about food, clothes, or shelter.
Instead, it was only eight o’clock in the morning, and she was already being called to work overtime by a communicator crystal.
Don’t call her the Lady Saint anymore; wouldn’t “Workhorse of the Gods” be a more fitting title?!
Letia helplessly finished dressing, walked out of the weapon shop, and headed toward the Sacred Heart Monastery.
However, before she could even step through the gates of the monastery, a gaze suddenly fell upon her.
That gaze seemed to have been there from the very beginning, which was why she had not noticed it earlier.
Who was it?
Letia immediately heightened her vigilance.
Just as her perception was about to lock onto the other party, the owner of that gaze… like a phantom… merged back into the deeper shadows with extreme alertness.
It was clear that the other party was also an expert in infiltration and anti-reconnaissance, and their skills in this area were likely not inferior to her own.
What should she do now?
She already had one foot inside the Sacred Heart Monastery.
Should she go in? Or should she retreat?
The other party’s motive was unclear… the target was unknown… were they after her?
Or were they after the monastery?
Everything was an unknown variable.
The opponent was in the dark while she was in the light.
Under these circumstances, Letia did not dare to act rashly.
But if she pulled back the foot she had already stepped in with, it would instead arouse more suspicion.
At this very moment, it was a psychological gambit between her and the opponent.
Without being certain of the other party’s intent or identity, everything had to be handled with caution, caution, and more caution.
From noticing the anomaly to weighing the pros and cons, and finally deciding on a strategy… the entire process actually took only two seconds.
Once she had decided on a course of action, Letia immediately put on a nonchalant act.
Like an outsider, she peered curiously into the interior of the monastery for a moment.
Then, as if she were a thief, she stealthily slipped inside.