It was obvious that Feini also sensed Xueyuedai’s discontent with her taking over the position of Strategist of the Ten-Step Hall.
For now, no one could truly discern the change in Fox Fox’s state of mind, not even Feini.
She just couldn’t; her memory of that defeat in the Spirit Space—her own Memory CG—was rather hazy.
“……”
Over several days of observation, Xueyuedai had gradually realized that Feini didn’t seem to remember the insults she had suffered from her in the Spirit Space all that well.
Of course, she might just be putting on an act, pretending to have lost her memory and purposely avoiding the subject.
After all, it wasn’t something glorious. Bringing it up would definitely cause a falling out.
So not mentioning it, not remembering, was the best choice.
Just as she herself had many things she couldn’t bring herself to say—Feini, even if she remembered, would never speak of them.
Besides, with Feini’s recent clever displays, everyone knew this fellow was well-educated, her intellect far surpassing the average demonic beast, rivaling the Nine-tailed Fox clan, known as the Wisdom Beasts.
This was a foreshadowing—Feini read diligently every day, so no one doubted her intelligence.
But in reality, Feini’s intellect came from her previous life’s knowledge of managing fantasy works; she learned nothing from those books at God and Demon Academy.
Fox Fox now saw Feini as her destined enemy, her so-called nemesis.
After all, such a clever demonic beast was a rare find—only Feini could give her true excitement and challenge.
“We can’t avoid disaster forever. Sooner or later, we’ll have to face the senior students’ challenge.” Xueyuedai got back to business.
“Do you think we’ll win?” Feini asked.
“The First Hall managed to repel the Hongshan Dragon. There’s no way we’ll lose to Orange Sea Dream when we go back,” Xueyuedai replied.
“Our club and members have Witch’s Protection, but if we keep stalling, day after day, morale will scatter.”
“Aren’t your followers just a bunch of magic-users who only care about their own cultivation? They don’t care about your life or death. They join the tea society just for a stable place to practice. Whether it’s Ten-Step Hall’s protection, Witch’s Protection, or Red Dragon Protection, it’s all the same—as long as they can cultivate,” said Feini.
“You don’t understand at all. The Tea Ceremony Society has its own magic Library—that’s the foundation of our club. The magic knowledge stored there is extremely rare in the Demon Domain and of great use to us magicians,” Xueyuedai said.
“Are foreign magic books even useful for us?” Feini asked again.
“Magic shares the same roots. Anyone can learn it, no matter where it comes from,” Xueyuedai said.
“Then can you learn the Ten-Step Hall’s Fire Magic?” Feini pressed further.
“Are you just trying to pick a fight with me?” Xueyuedai sounded a bit annoyed.
“Aren’t we just chatting? Why do you keep thinking I’m picking a fight? I’m not a magician, isn’t it normal that I don’t know your common sense?” Feini laughed.
“……” Xueyuedai took a sip of her tea, her gaze sharpening.
This girl claimed not to understand magic, and indeed there was not a hint of magic fluctuation about her, yet she possessed a powerful Spirit Space.
That was quite abnormal—spirit and magic are intimately connected.
Strong spiritual power can resist all sorts of mental attacks, like brainwashing, possession, or spiritual infection—nasty, insidious tricks.
Ordinary warriors would just be doomed facing those attacks, while magicians had far greater resistance.
That’s what we usually called Rationality Value.
Of course, there’s no absolute—no one can say for sure about spirit and rationality, every individual is different.
Feini didn’t know magic but possessed immense Rationality Value—a truly abnormal existence. She was definitely not some ordinary small fry.
But as before, she and Feini weren’t close enough—couldn’t ask, didn’t dare ask. Awkwardness remained.
The relationship between Adventurers is like a sheet of paper, but between demons, it’s a towering barrier.
So Feini and Xueyuedai sat in awkward silence, you drinking your tea, me eating my barbecue.
But they both felt this wasn’t so bad. After all, eating barbecue alone felt too lonely—it was nice to have company.
“……” Suddenly, Xueyuedai frowned, a chill of magic spread from her, and the teacup in her hand began to freeze.
“Why are we using air conditioning for outdoor barbecue?” Feini quipped.
Xueyuedai, for the first time in a while, pulled out her fan, covering half her face, her eyes narrowing—she seemed to be reverting to her old self.
It looked like Feini’s spiritual pollution was gradually subsiding.
To untie the bell, you must find the one who tied it—just chatting with Feini made Fox Fox feel much more comfortable.
But Feini soon realized why Xueyuedai wore such an expression. She stopped eating, tilting her head slightly to glance behind her.
Sure enough, a few white silhouettes appeared not far away on the dark street.
Feini was startled inside—these people’s presence was clearly out of the ordinary.
There had to be experts among the human race, not just those cannon-fodder kingdom knights and random Adventurers.
We’d been blending in here for a month—of course we’d run into strong humans and face danger; otherwise, things would be going way too smoothly.
Feini pretended not to notice, while Xueyuedai kept her guard up toward the mysterious visitors.
But those mysterious people didn’t come to make trouble for them—just walked by and disappeared down the street.
Yet Feini sharply noticed that one of them glanced at the medium-sized inn, their target clearly us. It just wasn’t time to act yet.
At least they were decent, giving us a chance to maneuver.
If they’d acted right away, with the explosive tempers of demonic beast girls, being woken up would mean an instant fight—and then our cover would be blown.
Back when Ten-Step Hall fought the Hongshan Dragon, things already nearly went awry. Her flaming fists almost gave away her true identity.
If the Hongshan Dragon hadn’t chickened out and run, our free time would have ended right then.
“We need to head back—don’t alarm them.” Feini got up, paid, and quickly pulled Xueyuedai away.
Because she saw those mysterious people double back and head towards us again.
“……” Xueyuedai didn’t resist, letting Feini pull her up the inn’s stairs.
“Those people are wearing Saintly Official robes. The witch warned us to be careful of people like them,” Feini said in a low voice. “Go back first—tell Ten-Step Hall not to stir up trouble.”
“I understand.” Xueyuedai obediently complied, perfectly cooperative.
“?” Feini found her a bit too obedient—it was even suspicious.
They returned to their room, relayed the intelligence to the others, then locked the door and hid.
“Where did you go just now?” Qingshamu asked.
“I went for barbecue,” Feini replied.
“It’s dangerous for a girl to go out in the middle of the night.” Qingshamu said with concern. “Next time, take me with you.”
“I want to go too.” Bai Yuge · Rose raised her hand.
“Shh, next time, next time—don’t talk now.” Feini raised her hand to signal.
Because she heard footsteps outside in the corridor.
Everyone quieted down, the room plunged into darkness, and all pretended to sleep.
Soon, the footsteps stopped outside our door, everyone holding their breath.
“Bang~ bang~ bang~”
Knocking came from the room next door—Xueyuedai and Ten-Step Hall’s room.
But no one opened the door, despite the repeated knocking.
“Bang~ bang~ bang~”
Then someone knocked on our door too, but of course, Feini and the others didn’t open it, pretending not to hear.
“What’s with the knocking? Who are you people? It’s so late, don’t you need to sleep?!”
Finally, the door to another room was flung open with force, and a familiar mischievous girl’s voice yelled angrily into the corridor.
Crap—we still had two pure combatants who always wandered outside the plot.
No choice, Feini quickly opened the door to fetch the Golden Fang Beast Sisters.
Outside was a group of high-ranking, mysterious people in white and gold robes. Other passing Adventurers hurried away in fear.
This was the most common and distinctive staple element of our fantasy world—the Holy Church.
These white-robed people were Saintly Officials—clerics, nuns, priests, bishops, archbishops, saints, popes, aba-aba, all that classic otherworld stuff.
The classic image of the healer-priest—the oldest and most distinguished profession—was the Saintly Official.
But most of these Saintly Officials were burly men in hoods, armed with all kinds of Holy Weapons, exuding murderous intent—not people to mess with.
And among them stood a short, blonde girl, wearing an even more ornate Saintly robe, her gaze cold and ruthless as she swept over the crowd, carrying an air of supreme authority despite her youth.
“……” Masked Qingshamu saw this blonde nun and was utterly shocked, immediately hiding in the back row.
“We are Inquisitorial Knights from the Church. We’ve received reports of someone impersonating a Hero here and have come to investigate,” the blonde nun declared coldly, her tone supremely overbearing.
“We don’t know anything. Who’s impersonating a Hero?” Feini thought to herself, This is bad.
“I didn’t tell you to speak. What are your names? Hand over your Adventurer badges for inspection,” an Inquisitorial Knight snapped.
“I think you’re—” Lianjian started to curse, but Feini quickly covered her mouth and had everyone obediently hand over their Adventurer badges.
The blonde nun confiscated everyone’s badges, checking names and ranks. But when she got to Bai Yuge · Rose, she froze, pupils shaking as she stared at that face.
“What’s wrong, Miss Nun?” Feini squeezed over, separating the blonde nun and Bai Yuge · Rose.
But only Qingshamu at the side knew what had happened…
Because that blonde girl was none other than her former teammate—Saintly Priestess Camilla.
She must have been shocked because Bai Yuge · Rose looked so much like herself.
But after examining Bai Yuge · Rose for a long while, Camilla could clearly tell this was not the Southern Hero she once knew.
Still, her appearance, her temperament, even the magical aura she gave off—were all almost exactly the same as the Southern Hero. They were practically twins.
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