
Duet Night Abyss story · Main story, Huaxu: Mistwharf, Veiled in Fragrant Haze
Lost and Found
9 scenes, 785 lines
1. Head to The Asphodel
57 linesStop! Ma'am, please!
We're just trying to make ends meet, ma'am... How about this: consider the Phoxichor a little gift from us. Someone as understanding and big-hearted as you wouldn't hold this against a few small-timers like us, right?
Oh, so your "payment first" rule has suddenly vanished, has it?
Never mind. Continuing this conversation any longer would be a waste of my time.
Vita, would you pass me the container? I need to ready my tools for inspection.
(Zhiliu retrieves a small, intricate object and lights it. Its design jogs your memory, you recall reading about it in a book. Could it be a carved incense burner?)
(Slender trails of smoke curl upwards, perfectly straight, before fading into nothingness.)
This incense is a rare speciality of Huaxu. It resonates powerfully with a particular substance found in pure Phoxichor. Even the slightest contact will cause the smoke to change its pattern.
...Judging by this reaction, the Phoxichor he's brought is worse than even the lowest-grade.
High-purity Phoxichor is military-regulated. It's not as though common folk like us can get hold of it easily...
I was under the impression you had your own connections. Clearly not. What a complete waste of my time.
Alright, Vita, thank you for helping. Could you pop the lid back on?
(The lid feels slippery to the touch. As you twist it shut, your hand accidentally knocks into Zhiliu's, nearly causing the incense burner to drop.)
I'm so sorry, Proprietress Zhiliu...!
Little Minion, look! The smoke is reacting to you... Could it be...?
...
Huh... I was completely wrong! So this pretty lady wasn't stood up by her lover, she was there for a secret trade! Phew, good thing I didn't blurt that out earlier.
Vita, I only intended to invite you for a lovely evening at the opera. I didn't expect to pull you into trouble. My sincerest apologies.
Oh, no worries at all! My Little Minion has a special knack for attracting trouble wherever she goes!
...Thanks for the compliment, Snow.
Hehe... Well then, take care.
Oh, one more thing, I'm not familiar with this area. Do you happen to know the way to a tavern called The Asphodel?
I know that place like the back of my hand! We'll take you there!
So, how was the show? Did you enjoy it?
Camilla! Guess what, we brought back an awesome customer!
...It's you!?
Well, I didn't expect you to cross paths with this dynamic duo.
They both work for me, in a manner of speaking. They didn't cause you any trouble, did they?
Not at all. They're both delightful.
So this is your "important client," huh? Hm-hmm, well, you two chat away. The ever-mature and oh-so-reliable Snow is off to have some fun on her own!
So, how did things go with your business here in Icelake?
Before setting out, I cast a divination.
The Symbol said "Nourishment, Through peril comes fortune. Favourable it is to cross the great river." It hinted at trials to be faced, yet promised a fortuitous outcome.
Sounds like you've gained something worthwhile. I won't pry into the details. So, what's next for you?
The ship for my return journey won't set sail for a few more days. In the meantime, I plan to acquire some additional materials. I may need to impose on your hospitality a while longer.
Speaking of which... do you happen to know any capable Phoxhunters I could hire?
Capable Phoxhunters? Well, there you go, they're all yours. Just this morning, they were complaining about having nothing to do.
They may not look like the most dependable pair, but their skills are somewhat solid.
Snow can hear you! For the record, we're super dependable!
Hehe... how fortunate. It seems our paths were meant to cross again, Vita. I'll be counting on you in the coming days, then.
...Hmph!
What's with the sour face?
Haha! Before you came, our little Snow got into a heated argument with Old John about who the current emperor is. They even placed a bet, and, as expected, Snow lost ten coins.
...Boohoo... How dare you make fun of this great Demon King! Look at this, the newspaper says it clear as day: "His Majesty Clavois!"
(Without waiting for a response, Snow shoves the newspaper into your hands.)
Hahaha... Snow, take a closer look at the title. That's a serialised novel!
(You flip through the newspaper absentmindedly. Suddenly, a small ad tucked into the corner catches your eye.)
...!
Lost and Found Notice
Hey, Little Minion, what are you looking at? Let me see!
Huh? This sword looks kind of familiar... Have we seen it somewhere before?
The pattern on the blade... Ah! I remember now! That's your "legendary weapon," isn't it?
"By midnight"...? What kind of goof writes a lost-and-found notice like this? What if the person who has the sword never comes across the notice and doesn't show up? That poor person might end up waiting all night at the phone booth! Am I right, Little Minion?
...Hey, Little Minion, I was talking to you! Hello? Are you okay?
Uh... I'm not feeling great. I think I'll head back and rest for a bit.
I've lost a sword, a very precious one. It was last in the possession of a close family member of mine from whom I was separated.
If you have any information about its whereabouts, please bring it to the red phone booth in the square by midnight tonight. A generous reward is guaranteed.
2. Return to the Sanctuary and call it a day
35 linesDaphne treated the wounded.
You take Katya and the guys and leave this place...
This is... a relay. Anyway, just turn off one first.
Freeze!
The water won't go down!
Let's get through from the side.
Access granted. Please proceed.
Eh? It's blocked. Seems like we need to take a detour...
The switch doesn't work, maybe I should activate the connected Phoxynamo Wheel first.
(...Gotta turn it on quickly.)
Go activate the Phoxynamo Wheels once you're ready.
(These cables should lead me to the Phoxynamo Wheels.)
That's amazing...
(Found it. Gotta activate it now.)
They refer to this place as a "Simulated Battlefield," saying that... "The theme this time is the Defence of Icelake City."
I heard that this Icelake City is covered in snow, something that I've never seen in my entire life... How I wish I could go there and see it myself!
...I mean, if, by any chance, I could make it out alive.
(Done.)
Well now, what are you two kids doing here? You sure you're in the right place? Best run home to your mothers while you still can.
We're not little kids! Chill out, we're one of yours.
One of us, huh? Funny, I don't remember those faces.
Didn't they say if you wear the pendant and make it through the cave, you're in? It was crawling with Sable Bi'an in there, we nearly got eaten! A little welcome would be nice, you know?
Fair enough... but forgive my old eyes, where exactly is this pendant of yours?
Huh...? It's gone!? How come!?
Maybe we lost it when we were fighting the Bi'an with Yuming earlier...
Yuming? Wait, Yuming the Huaxu Talon!? Now there's a name I know!
Well damn, looks like I didn't know who I was talking to! So, tell me, who're you working with, showing up like this? Or... is this a sting? You lot setting us up?
Look, we're just two-bit traders here, nothing worth your trouble.
You're mistaken. We're friends of Proprietress Zhiliu from EverSpring, she sent us to retrieve something.
You know Miss Zhiliu? Sure, and I'm best buds with Lord Argent! Anyone can flap their gums, doesn't make it true.
Enough chatter. Boys, it's getting hot, time to scoot!
Wh, What now, Little Minion? Nothing's going right today... This must be what they call "when even your shadow trips over you" in Huaxu!
We'll just have to hang around here a bit. Maybe we'll still get a chance to see Mr Qiu.
You...! This is outrageous!
Little Minion, sounds like something's going on over there! Let's go take a look!
3. Sneak out under cover of night
85 linesOwwww! That hurts!
...Snow? What are you doing here?
What's Snow doing here? Oh, right!
You were trying to sneak off, weren't you? Nothing escapes the sharp eyes of this Demon King!
Look at you, you've been out of it all day, and you barely even touched your dinner. I saw right through it...
Trying to ditch me and go adventuring all by yourself? Not a chance!
...It's not that I don't want to bring you. It's just... this time, I might have to deal with the Hyperborean soldiers and land myself in trouble. I don't want to drag you into my mess.
Uh, haven't we already messed with the Hyperborean soldiers like a hundred times before?
...Can't argue with that.
Anyway! You're under my wing, Little Minion. Your mess is surely my mess!
Hm-hmm~ Of course! That goes without saying!
T, That's not true... I was just testing your strength! Don't get the wrong idea!
Besides, even if I'm not on the front lines, my genius-level combat tactics must have been a huge help!
In any case, your adventures wouldn't be complete without the great Demon King at your side!
Snow...
W, Well... don't get too impressed, okay? You'll throw me off my game if you keep that up...
Alright. But listen, if things get dangerous, follow my signal and run immediately. Got it?
Absolutely and perfectly got it! I'm great at running... I mean, tactical retreat!
Why are you just standing there, Little Minion? Let's go! Chop chop!
(Icelake's town square lies eerily still in the dead of night, not a soul in sight.)
(A chilling gust of wind sweeps through, scattering stray bits of rubbish across the square.)
Zzz... Aah! A ghost!
Oh, it's just rubbish... Who's been throwing it around like this? Seriously, where are their manners? They need a good talking-to from Princess Rubbish Bin!
You okay, Snow? You seem tired.
To catch you in the act, I had to stay up late waiting outside your door for sooo long...
Alright, alright. I owe you one.
Look, Little Minion! There's someone in that red phone booth! Could that be the person you're looking for?
It does look like her from behind. But I'm not certain... I can't see her face.
Well then! I hereby declare that the destination of our adventure is that red phone booth right ahead! Whether it's her or not, we'll soon find out!
Are you ready? Let's do this!
...Who's there!?
Excuse me, miss, could I borrow a coin?
I was really hoping for a nice warm cup of honey milk, but I tripped on the way out... and my coin rolled right into the sewer.
Shoo, go away, Lunarian.
I'm on duty. Out of my way!
...Hmph. Penny-pincher. Fine, I'll just go find a coin somewhere else!
Ingrid, report your status.
As of now, no individuals matching the target's description have been sighted. Over.
Understood. Any other unusual activity?
About four minutes ago, a Lunarian approached me asking for a coin. I sent her away.
, What!? You just let the Lunarian go!?
...Is there a problem, Commander? The target is supposed to be a Charon young woman around eighteen years old. It seems highly unlikely she would disguise herself as a Lunarian...
Fool! A full-grown person can't turn into a Lunarian, sure, but did it ever occur to you the target might have an accomplice? They could be hiding nearby, watching our every move.
All units, listen up! Lock down the square and the surrounding areas immediately. Detain every living thing in sight! Tonight, not even a night owl escapes Icelake's city walls!
Well, Little Minion? How does it feel to be saved by the brave and brilliant Demon King? Without me, you'd have walked straight into their trap!
Uh-huh, uh-huh! Keep it coming, I love hearing how awesome I am!
What!? Where else would you find a helper as efficient, talented, and, most importantly, adorable as me!?
Seriously though, those people were way out of line, using Berry's name as bait...
Shh, keep it down...
(In the distance, you can hear the rhythmic thud of marching boots and the sharp bark of a commander's orders.)
Sounds like they've caught on. We need to get out of here before they surround the area.
Stick close to me, Snow. Let's move.
Every other escape route has been sealed off and is heavily guarded... except for that manhole over there.
Huff... huff... How many times... do we have to crawl through... the sewers...? Let me... catch my breath first...
If you flee into that manhole, you'll be playing right into their hands.
There's a saying in Huaxu's ancient art of war: "When thou dost besiege thy foe, leaveth an opening; a feigned escape, a snare in disguise." It means forging a false escape route to lure the enemy into your trap. Right now, there should be countless Imperial soldiers lying in wait down there.
Come on, get in.
Lady Zhiliu... No, Proprietress Zhiliu, what are you doing here?
I came to bid you farewell. But apparently, that's unnecessary now.
So, what will it be? Do you want to stay here exchanging pleasantries, or shall we depart before they catch you?
...Understood!
Halt! Who goes there?
Orders from above, no suspicious individuals are allowed through tonight. I'm going to need your full cooperation.
Oh my, I noticed quite a few patrols on the streets earlier. May I ask if something has happened?
What business is that of yours? That's classified information...
(The soldier's outburst stops short. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Zhiliu hand him a small, weighty pouch. The soldier weighs it in his hand before discreetly slipping it into his sleeve.)
Well... I suppose there's no harm in sharing a little. We've been told to catch a high-profile fugitive tonight. Every guard in the city has been called in for the search.
Problem is, nobody seems to know where this fugitive is hiding, or what they even look like.
Ah, that's unfortunate... You see, I'm a merchant from Huaxu, and my private airship is docked just outside the city. In six hours, I have an important business meeting that I simply cannot miss.
Everyone aboard, myself included, is a law-abiding citizen with all the proper exit permits. Surely you could find it in your heart to make an exception?
(Among the documents Zhiliu presents, you spot your own photograph neatly attached in the designated section. The stern expression in the picture feels oddly unfamiliar.)
(...When did she prepare these documents?)
Ma'am... It's not my intention to give you a hard time, but our orders are clear, no one is allowed through here tonight.
Oh? I see. Then perhaps you could tell me your regiment number and the name of your commanding officer. I may be able to sort this out myself.
After all, if Luciana Loretto were to hear that I was detained by a foot soldier and missed a crucial business engagement, wouldn't that make for quite the amusing tale over afternoon tea?
Luciana Loretto... Wait, isn't that the Imperial Minister of Finance!?
Hey, look, this document actually bears her personal signature!
Er...
Attention, all units! The target is believed to have been sighted near the theatre, armed and attempting to escape. Nearby squads, proceed to the location immediately. I repeat, nearby squads, converge on the theatre for support!
It seems your fugitive has finally turned up. So, what now? Do you still intend to detain us?
...How about this, ma'am: we won't delay your journey any further, but we'll assign personnel to escort you and ensure safe passage out of the city.
Until your airship departs, you and your party must remain in our line of sight. Any unusual behaviour will be treated as an act of provocation against the Empire. Does that sound acceptable?
Hehe... That's perfectly fine. Helping others, as they say, is helping oneself. Rest assured, I'll cooperate fully.
Thank you for your understanding, ma'am. Let them through!
Snow stormed off in a huff.
4. Observe the phone booth from afar
85 linesOwwww! That hurts!
...Snow? What are you doing here?
What's Snow doing here? Oh, right!
You were trying to sneak off, weren't you? Nothing escapes the sharp eyes of this Demon King!
Look at you, you've been out of it all day, and you barely even touched your dinner. I saw right through it...
Trying to ditch me and go adventuring all by yourself? Not a chance!
...It's not that I don't want to bring you. It's just... this time, I might have to deal with the Hyperborean soldiers and land myself in trouble. I don't want to drag you into my mess.
Uh, haven't we already messed with the Hyperborean soldiers like a hundred times before?
...Can't argue with that.
Anyway! You're under my wing, Little Minion. Your mess is surely my mess!
Hm-hmm~ Of course! That goes without saying!
T, That's not true... I was just testing your strength! Don't get the wrong idea!
Besides, even if I'm not on the front lines, my genius-level combat tactics must have been a huge help!
In any case, your adventures wouldn't be complete without the great Demon King at your side!
Snow...
W, Well... don't get too impressed, okay? You'll throw me off my game if you keep that up...
Alright. But listen, if things get dangerous, follow my signal and run immediately. Got it?
Absolutely and perfectly got it! I'm great at running... I mean, tactical retreat!
Why are you just standing there, Little Minion? Let's go! Chop chop!
(Icelake's town square lies eerily still in the dead of night, not a soul in sight.)
(A chilling gust of wind sweeps through, scattering stray bits of rubbish across the square.)
Zzz... Aah! A ghost!
Oh, it's just rubbish... Who's been throwing it around like this? Seriously, where are their manners? They need a good talking-to from Princess Rubbish Bin!
You okay, Snow? You seem tired.
To catch you in the act, I had to stay up late waiting outside your door for sooo long...
Alright, alright. I owe you one.
Look, Little Minion! There's someone in that red phone booth! Could that be the person you're looking for?
It does look like her from behind. But I'm not certain... I can't see her face.
Well then! I hereby declare that the destination of our adventure is that red phone booth right ahead! Whether it's her or not, we'll soon find out!
Are you ready? Let's do this!
...Who's there!?
Excuse me, miss, could I borrow a coin?
I was really hoping for a nice warm cup of honey milk, but I tripped on the way out... and my coin rolled right into the sewer.
Shoo, go away, Lunarian.
I'm on duty. Out of my way!
...Hmph. Penny-pincher. Fine, I'll just go find a coin somewhere else!
Ingrid, report your status.
As of now, no individuals matching the target's description have been sighted. Over.
Understood. Any other unusual activity?
About four minutes ago, a Lunarian approached me asking for a coin. I sent her away.
, What!? You just let the Lunarian go!?
...Is there a problem, Commander? The target is supposed to be a Charon young woman around eighteen years old. It seems highly unlikely she would disguise herself as a Lunarian...
Fool! A full-grown person can't turn into a Lunarian, sure, but did it ever occur to you the target might have an accomplice? They could be hiding nearby, watching our every move.
All units, listen up! Lock down the square and the surrounding areas immediately. Detain every living thing in sight! Tonight, not even a night owl escapes Icelake's city walls!
Well, Little Minion? How does it feel to be saved by the brave and brilliant Demon King? Without me, you'd have walked straight into their trap!
Uh-huh, uh-huh! Keep it coming, I love hearing how awesome I am!
What!? Where else would you find a helper as efficient, talented, and, most importantly, adorable as me!?
Seriously though, those people were way out of line, using Berry's name as bait...
Shh, keep it down...
(In the distance, you can hear the rhythmic thud of marching boots and the sharp bark of a commander's orders.)
Sounds like they've caught on. We need to get out of here before they surround the area.
Stick close to me, Snow. Let's move.
Every other escape route has been sealed off and is heavily guarded... except for that manhole over there.
Huff... huff... How many times... do we have to crawl through... the sewers...? Let me... catch my breath first...
If you flee into that manhole, you'll be playing right into their hands.
There's a saying in Huaxu's ancient art of war: "When thou dost besiege thy foe, leaveth an opening; a feigned escape, a snare in disguise." It means forging a false escape route to lure the enemy into your trap. Right now, there should be countless Imperial soldiers lying in wait down there.
Come on, get in.
Lady Zhiliu... No, Proprietress Zhiliu, what are you doing here?
I came to bid you farewell. But apparently, that's unnecessary now.
So, what will it be? Do you want to stay here exchanging pleasantries, or shall we depart before they catch you?
...Understood!
Halt! Who goes there?
Orders from above, no suspicious individuals are allowed through tonight. I'm going to need your full cooperation.
Oh my, I noticed quite a few patrols on the streets earlier. May I ask if something has happened?
What business is that of yours? That's classified information...
(The soldier's outburst stops short. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Zhiliu hand him a small, weighty pouch. The soldier weighs it in his hand before discreetly slipping it into his sleeve.)
Well... I suppose there's no harm in sharing a little. We've been told to catch a high-profile fugitive tonight. Every guard in the city has been called in for the search.
Problem is, nobody seems to know where this fugitive is hiding, or what they even look like.
Ah, that's unfortunate... You see, I'm a merchant from Huaxu, and my private airship is docked just outside the city. In six hours, I have an important business meeting that I simply cannot miss.
Everyone aboard, myself included, is a law-abiding citizen with all the proper exit permits. Surely you could find it in your heart to make an exception?
(Among the documents Zhiliu presents, you spot your own photograph neatly attached in the designated section. The stern expression in the picture feels oddly unfamiliar.)
(...When did she prepare these documents?)
Ma'am... It's not my intention to give you a hard time, but our orders are clear, no one is allowed through here tonight.
Oh? I see. Then perhaps you could tell me your regiment number and the name of your commanding officer. I may be able to sort this out myself.
After all, if Luciana Loretto were to hear that I was detained by a foot soldier and missed a crucial business engagement, wouldn't that make for quite the amusing tale over afternoon tea?
Luciana Loretto... Wait, isn't that the Imperial Minister of Finance!?
Hey, look, this document actually bears her personal signature!
Er...
Attention, all units! The target is believed to have been sighted near the theatre, armed and attempting to escape. Nearby squads, proceed to the location immediately. I repeat, nearby squads, converge on the theatre for support!
It seems your fugitive has finally turned up. So, what now? Do you still intend to detain us?
...How about this, ma'am: we won't delay your journey any further, but we'll assign personnel to escort you and ensure safe passage out of the city.
Until your airship departs, you and your party must remain in our line of sight. Any unusual behaviour will be treated as an act of provocation against the Empire. Does that sound acceptable?
Hehe... That's perfectly fine. Helping others, as they say, is helping oneself. Rest assured, I'll cooperate fully.
Thank you for your understanding, ma'am. Let them through!
Snow stormed off in a huff.
5. Confirm the identity of the white-haired woman
115 linesOwwww! That hurts!
...Snow? What are you doing here?
What's Snow doing here? Oh, right!
You were trying to sneak off, weren't you? Nothing escapes the sharp eyes of this Demon King!
Look at you, you've been out of it all day, and you barely even touched your dinner. I saw right through it...
Trying to ditch me and go adventuring all by yourself? Not a chance!
...It's not that I don't want to bring you. It's just... this time, I might have to deal with the Hyperborean soldiers and land myself in trouble. I don't want to drag you into my mess.
Uh, haven't we already messed with the Hyperborean soldiers like a hundred times before?
...Can't argue with that.
Anyway! You're under my wing, Little Minion. Your mess is surely my mess!
Hm-hmm~ Of course! That goes without saying!
T, That's not true... I was just testing your strength! Don't get the wrong idea!
Besides, even if I'm not on the front lines, my genius-level combat tactics must have been a huge help!
In any case, your adventures wouldn't be complete without the great Demon King at your side!
Snow...
W, Well... don't get too impressed, okay? You'll throw me off my game if you keep that up...
Alright. But listen, if things get dangerous, follow my signal and run immediately. Got it?
Absolutely and perfectly got it! I'm great at running... I mean, tactical retreat!
Why are you just standing there, Little Minion? Let's go! Chop chop!
(Icelake's town square lies eerily still in the dead of night, not a soul in sight.)
(A chilling gust of wind sweeps through, scattering stray bits of rubbish across the square.)
Zzz... Aah! A ghost!
Oh, it's just rubbish... Who's been throwing it around like this? Seriously, where are their manners? They need a good talking-to from Princess Rubbish Bin!
You okay, Snow? You seem tired.
To catch you in the act, I had to stay up late waiting outside your door for sooo long...
Alright, alright. I owe you one.
Look, Little Minion! There's someone in that red phone booth! Could that be the person you're looking for?
It does look like her from behind. But I'm not certain... I can't see her face.
Well then! I hereby declare that the destination of our adventure is that red phone booth right ahead! Whether it's her or not, we'll soon find out!
Are you ready? Let's do this!
...Who's there!?
Excuse me, miss, could I borrow a coin?
I was really hoping for a nice warm cup of honey milk, but I tripped on the way out... and my coin rolled right into the sewer.
Shoo, go away, Lunarian.
I'm on duty. Out of my way!
...Hmph. Penny-pincher. Fine, I'll just go find a coin somewhere else!
Ingrid, report your status.
As of now, no individuals matching the target's description have been sighted. Over.
Understood. Any other unusual activity?
About four minutes ago, a Lunarian approached me asking for a coin. I sent her away.
, What!? You just let the Lunarian go!?
...Is there a problem, Commander? The target is supposed to be a Charon young woman around eighteen years old. It seems highly unlikely she would disguise herself as a Lunarian...
Fool! A full-grown person can't turn into a Lunarian, sure, but did it ever occur to you the target might have an accomplice? They could be hiding nearby, watching our every move.
All units, listen up! Lock down the square and the surrounding areas immediately. Detain every living thing in sight! Tonight, not even a night owl escapes Icelake's city walls!
Well, Little Minion? How does it feel to be saved by the brave and brilliant Demon King? Without me, you'd have walked straight into their trap!
Uh-huh, uh-huh! Keep it coming, I love hearing how awesome I am!
What!? Where else would you find a helper as efficient, talented, and, most importantly, adorable as me!?
Seriously though, those people were way out of line, using Berry's name as bait...
Shh, keep it down...
(In the distance, you can hear the rhythmic thud of marching boots and the sharp bark of a commander's orders.)
Sounds like they've caught on. We need to get out of here before they surround the area.
Stick close to me, Snow. Let's move.
Every other escape route has been sealed off and is heavily guarded... except for that manhole over there.
Huff... huff... How many times... do we have to crawl through... the sewers...? Let me... catch my breath first...
If you flee into that manhole, you'll be playing right into their hands.
There's a saying in Huaxu's ancient art of war: "When thou dost besiege thy foe, leaveth an opening; a feigned escape, a snare in disguise." It means forging a false escape route to lure the enemy into your trap. Right now, there should be countless Imperial soldiers lying in wait down there.
Come on, get in.
Lady Zhiliu... No, Proprietress Zhiliu, what are you doing here?
I came to bid you farewell. But apparently, that's unnecessary now.
So, what will it be? Do you want to stay here exchanging pleasantries, or shall we depart before they catch you?
...Understood!
Halt! Who goes there?
Orders from above, no suspicious individuals are allowed through tonight. I'm going to need your full cooperation.
Oh my, I noticed quite a few patrols on the streets earlier. May I ask if something has happened?
What business is that of yours? That's classified information...
(The soldier's outburst stops short. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Zhiliu hand him a small, weighty pouch. The soldier weighs it in his hand before discreetly slipping it into his sleeve.)
Well... I suppose there's no harm in sharing a little. We've been told to catch a high-profile fugitive tonight. Every guard in the city has been called in for the search.
Problem is, nobody seems to know where this fugitive is hiding, or what they even look like.
Ah, that's unfortunate... You see, I'm a merchant from Huaxu, and my private airship is docked just outside the city. In six hours, I have an important business meeting that I simply cannot miss.
Everyone aboard, myself included, is a law-abiding citizen with all the proper exit permits. Surely you could find it in your heart to make an exception?
(Among the documents Zhiliu presents, you spot your own photograph neatly attached in the designated section. The stern expression in the picture feels oddly unfamiliar.)
(...When did she prepare these documents?)
Ma'am... It's not my intention to give you a hard time, but our orders are clear, no one is allowed through here tonight.
Oh? I see. Then perhaps you could tell me your regiment number and the name of your commanding officer. I may be able to sort this out myself.
After all, if Luciana Loretto were to hear that I was detained by a foot soldier and missed a crucial business engagement, wouldn't that make for quite the amusing tale over afternoon tea?
Luciana Loretto... Wait, isn't that the Imperial Minister of Finance!?
Hey, look, this document actually bears her personal signature!
Er...
Attention, all units! The target is believed to have been sighted near the theatre, armed and attempting to escape. Nearby squads, proceed to the location immediately. I repeat, nearby squads, converge on the theatre for support!
It seems your fugitive has finally turned up. So, what now? Do you still intend to detain us?
...How about this, ma'am: we won't delay your journey any further, but we'll assign personnel to escort you and ensure safe passage out of the city.
Until your airship departs, you and your party must remain in our line of sight. Any unusual behaviour will be treated as an act of provocation against the Empire. Does that sound acceptable?
Hehe... That's perfectly fine. Helping others, as they say, is helping oneself. Rest assured, I'll cooperate fully.
Thank you for your understanding, ma'am. Let them through!
Snow stormed off in a huff.
What a joy it is to welcome friends from afar.
Is this how you people do business in the black market?
You simply stumbled upon an extreme case. But I won't deny, it's one of many ways to survive.
Wow, you're really just admitting it like it's nothing? That's... shameless!
Haha... speaking of shame, let me pose a question of my own.
Once, in a quiet corner of Huaxu, there was a flock of sheep, and a single tiger. The tiger hunted the sheep at his leisure, and the sheep cowered in constant fear.
One day, a wandering hero passed by. The sheep wept and begged him to shield them from the beast.
Moved by their plight, the hero drove off every predator that threatened the sheep. He also dulled their horns, so they wouldn't wound each other by mistake. With the danger gone, the flock lived in harmony and flourished.
But years later, a new tiger came among them... Their horns were dulled, and the instinct to flee long forgotten, until at last, every one of them perished in the tiger's maw.
So... tell me, who in this story do you believe made the gravest mistake?
Tigers prey on sheep, that's simply nature's way.
Heh... it seems we see eye to eye.
The sheep, were they truly blameless? Faced with a natural predator, they had no means to protect themselves, only pitiful bleats and blind hope that someone else would save them.
What are you trying to say?
If you haven't found your own answer, allow me to offer mine. The gravest mistake wasn't the tiger's, nor the hero's, but the sheep's, the ones who seemed the most innocent.
They gave up every means of defence, wagged their tails, and begged for rescue, thus sealing their fate.
Survival of the fittest, that is the law of nature. So why do humans take no shame in weakness and elevate submission as if it were some noble virtue?
To me, morality is nothing more than a fig leaf for the powerless. The pursuit of profit, that is our true nature.
Wherever humans exist, so too does domination and submission. If someone willingly pulls out their claws, casts aside their shield and blade, and puts all their faith in some vague idea called "rules"... Then people like me are merely the consequence.
...So you're saying your ideal world is one where everyone's free to hurt each other with no limits at all?
Well, I don't want to live under someone else's blade, and I've got no interest in holding one over anyone else either.
Heh... such a pure heart, my young friend. It does make my petty dealings seem all the more sordid by comparison.
Alright, enough philosophy. This is the tool Proprietress Zhiliu commissioned, take it.
Let me see... it's a weird-looking... square box, isn't it?
It was forged using the long-lost techniques of the Jishu Sect. Just gathering the materials took no small effort.
As for how it works... ask its creator. Master Gongshang is likely itching to show it off. You'll find him waiting at the entrance to the Gritblight Expanse.
If that's all, then I'll take my leave.
Hold on, young friend.
Take this bamboo flute with you. Wounds left by the Bi'an are not something ordinary folk can easily endure. This flute may prove unexpectedly useful.
Think of it as... my little investment in you.
6. Discuss the next move with Snow
85 linesOwwww! That hurts!
...Snow? What are you doing here?
What's Snow doing here? Oh, right!
You were trying to sneak off, weren't you? Nothing escapes the sharp eyes of this Demon King!
Look at you, you've been out of it all day, and you barely even touched your dinner. I saw right through it...
Trying to ditch me and go adventuring all by yourself? Not a chance!
...It's not that I don't want to bring you. It's just... this time, I might have to deal with the Hyperborean soldiers and land myself in trouble. I don't want to drag you into my mess.
Uh, haven't we already messed with the Hyperborean soldiers like a hundred times before?
...Can't argue with that.
Anyway! You're under my wing, Little Minion. Your mess is surely my mess!
Hm-hmm~ Of course! That goes without saying!
T, That's not true... I was just testing your strength! Don't get the wrong idea!
Besides, even if I'm not on the front lines, my genius-level combat tactics must have been a huge help!
In any case, your adventures wouldn't be complete without the great Demon King at your side!
Snow...
W, Well... don't get too impressed, okay? You'll throw me off my game if you keep that up...
Alright. But listen, if things get dangerous, follow my signal and run immediately. Got it?
Absolutely and perfectly got it! I'm great at running... I mean, tactical retreat!
Why are you just standing there, Little Minion? Let's go! Chop chop!
(Icelake's town square lies eerily still in the dead of night, not a soul in sight.)
(A chilling gust of wind sweeps through, scattering stray bits of rubbish across the square.)
Zzz... Aah! A ghost!
Oh, it's just rubbish... Who's been throwing it around like this? Seriously, where are their manners? They need a good talking-to from Princess Rubbish Bin!
You okay, Snow? You seem tired.
To catch you in the act, I had to stay up late waiting outside your door for sooo long...
Alright, alright. I owe you one.
Look, Little Minion! There's someone in that red phone booth! Could that be the person you're looking for?
It does look like her from behind. But I'm not certain... I can't see her face.
Well then! I hereby declare that the destination of our adventure is that red phone booth right ahead! Whether it's her or not, we'll soon find out!
Are you ready? Let's do this!
...Who's there!?
Excuse me, miss, could I borrow a coin?
I was really hoping for a nice warm cup of honey milk, but I tripped on the way out... and my coin rolled right into the sewer.
Shoo, go away, Lunarian.
I'm on duty. Out of my way!
...Hmph. Penny-pincher. Fine, I'll just go find a coin somewhere else!
Ingrid, report your status.
As of now, no individuals matching the target's description have been sighted. Over.
Understood. Any other unusual activity?
About four minutes ago, a Lunarian approached me asking for a coin. I sent her away.
, What!? You just let the Lunarian go!?
...Is there a problem, Commander? The target is supposed to be a Charon young woman around eighteen years old. It seems highly unlikely she would disguise herself as a Lunarian...
Fool! A full-grown person can't turn into a Lunarian, sure, but did it ever occur to you the target might have an accomplice? They could be hiding nearby, watching our every move.
All units, listen up! Lock down the square and the surrounding areas immediately. Detain every living thing in sight! Tonight, not even a night owl escapes Icelake's city walls!
Well, Little Minion? How does it feel to be saved by the brave and brilliant Demon King? Without me, you'd have walked straight into their trap!
Uh-huh, uh-huh! Keep it coming, I love hearing how awesome I am!
What!? Where else would you find a helper as efficient, talented, and, most importantly, adorable as me!?
Seriously though, those people were way out of line, using Berry's name as bait...
Shh, keep it down...
(In the distance, you can hear the rhythmic thud of marching boots and the sharp bark of a commander's orders.)
Sounds like they've caught on. We need to get out of here before they surround the area.
Stick close to me, Snow. Let's move.
Every other escape route has been sealed off and is heavily guarded... except for that manhole over there.
Huff... huff... How many times... do we have to crawl through... the sewers...? Let me... catch my breath first...
If you flee into that manhole, you'll be playing right into their hands.
There's a saying in Huaxu's ancient art of war: "When thou dost besiege thy foe, leaveth an opening; a feigned escape, a snare in disguise." It means forging a false escape route to lure the enemy into your trap. Right now, there should be countless Imperial soldiers lying in wait down there.
Come on, get in.
Lady Zhiliu... No, Proprietress Zhiliu, what are you doing here?
I came to bid you farewell. But apparently, that's unnecessary now.
So, what will it be? Do you want to stay here exchanging pleasantries, or shall we depart before they catch you?
...Understood!
Halt! Who goes there?
Orders from above, no suspicious individuals are allowed through tonight. I'm going to need your full cooperation.
Oh my, I noticed quite a few patrols on the streets earlier. May I ask if something has happened?
What business is that of yours? That's classified information...
(The soldier's outburst stops short. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Zhiliu hand him a small, weighty pouch. The soldier weighs it in his hand before discreetly slipping it into his sleeve.)
Well... I suppose there's no harm in sharing a little. We've been told to catch a high-profile fugitive tonight. Every guard in the city has been called in for the search.
Problem is, nobody seems to know where this fugitive is hiding, or what they even look like.
Ah, that's unfortunate... You see, I'm a merchant from Huaxu, and my private airship is docked just outside the city. In six hours, I have an important business meeting that I simply cannot miss.
Everyone aboard, myself included, is a law-abiding citizen with all the proper exit permits. Surely you could find it in your heart to make an exception?
(Among the documents Zhiliu presents, you spot your own photograph neatly attached in the designated section. The stern expression in the picture feels oddly unfamiliar.)
(...When did she prepare these documents?)
Ma'am... It's not my intention to give you a hard time, but our orders are clear, no one is allowed through here tonight.
Oh? I see. Then perhaps you could tell me your regiment number and the name of your commanding officer. I may be able to sort this out myself.
After all, if Luciana Loretto were to hear that I was detained by a foot soldier and missed a crucial business engagement, wouldn't that make for quite the amusing tale over afternoon tea?
Luciana Loretto... Wait, isn't that the Imperial Minister of Finance!?
Hey, look, this document actually bears her personal signature!
Er...
Attention, all units! The target is believed to have been sighted near the theatre, armed and attempting to escape. Nearby squads, proceed to the location immediately. I repeat, nearby squads, converge on the theatre for support!
It seems your fugitive has finally turned up. So, what now? Do you still intend to detain us?
...How about this, ma'am: we won't delay your journey any further, but we'll assign personnel to escort you and ensure safe passage out of the city.
Until your airship departs, you and your party must remain in our line of sight. Any unusual behaviour will be treated as an act of provocation against the Empire. Does that sound acceptable?
Hehe... That's perfectly fine. Helping others, as they say, is helping oneself. Rest assured, I'll cooperate fully.
Thank you for your understanding, ma'am. Let them through!
Snow stormed off in a huff.
7. Slip away without alerting the drones
13 linesHey...! What's wrong, Miss Fushu!?
...It's nothing.
To perform the Art of Ephemerality is to draw upon one's own essence, pulling forth the miasma of pain and corruption from another's body.
Since the resurgence of the Scourge of Zhuyin, those in need have only grown more numerous. I have used this technique each day; the strain has left my energy unbalanced, hence this brief faltering. Please... be not alarmed.
One's own essence? What does that mean, Little Minion?
Fushu... Are you saying that this technique trades your life for theirs?
What about your family? Aren't they worried about you?
...
My family passed down a secret method of purification and renewal. A brief rest, and I shall be restored.
Ugh! This is so frustrating! She's just like that Yuming guy, why do all the Charons of Huaxu act like their own health doesn't matter!?
Life waxes and wanes, like the moon in its cycle. To remove another's suffering is to take it into oneself. Such is the price.
...
I must depart at once to seek a remedy for this young lady. Forgive my abrupt leave-taking. Pray, continue on your path, and should you wish to see her again, you will find me at the Hall of Ephemerality, in the northern apricot grove.
8. Head to the city gate
199 linesBerry, I...
Yeah.
Get some more sleep. I won't leave, I'll be right here when you wake up.
It's okay. We should get down the mountain and head to the village.
You wanna go back? There've been roars coming from there for days...
I was thinking, if we could make it home and grab our weapons...
And with your strength, you'll find a way out.
No one's going to save us no matter how long we stay here anyway.
...Let's go then.
Take it easy.
Watch your step.
You're not fully recovered. Are you sure you can do this?
I'm okay. It's just a few scratches.
Don't push yourself too hard. We still have to save some strength for those Filthoids.
Take that sword with you. It might be helpful one day.
Keep yourself safe. I'll take care of these Filthoids.
Is this place... a temple?
...Yes.
Someone once left that flying ship here.
And... a "key."
Listen, thrust your sword right in there.
Like this?
Is this your idea of "accurate intel," Randy? You gave me your word.
The soldiers did their best with the Filthoids. These are indeed unforeseen circumstances. But we did find something valuable on this island today...
Alchemical tools she has used and an airship with a Legion serial number on it.
You realise we're looking for "No. 0," not this useless junk, right?
We've been searching for over a decade... But our maritime unit intercepted several of the villagers' vessels. They might be able to dig up some...
Were those gunshots?
Randy.
Yes, ma'am!
...That's how it happened.
The Filthoids attacked you "for no reason" after you came here, and you managed to open the hidden path "by chance"... Is that really your story?
We're telling the truth! Let her go!
...!
Chief Sibylle, we've checked her spinal structure and confirmed that...
She's the "No. 0" we've been looking for.
Remember... Vita, you must remember...
Your power... the power of Resonance...
If you wish to save all this...
Hang in there! I got you...
Berry!
Give it up, No. 0. Even the toughest blade has its breaking point.
Come back with me, and you'll live, so will this kid you care so much about.
Otherwise, she will...
...Give me your word.
Hmm?
I'll go back with you, but you have to promise to let her go.
Give me your word! Or, you can take two corpses back!
Perhaps I wasn't clear, This is not a negotiation, it's an order.
...Berry.
...?! You...!
Get out of here, and live.
I've got this, Berry. Three quick blinks means...
"Even if left all alone, you should be brave and live on."
"Until the day we meet again."
Run!
You can't get away!
Quest failed. Try again
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This is my first time in the Cocytus Province. Is this how the people here show their hospitality?
I don't want to bother you, I just want to... strike a small "bargain."
I'll pay you whatever you want, and all you have to do, well, it will be a piece of cake.
The ship is at the mountaintop. After a short break, we'll push on.
...Can't believe we'll be saying goodbye to Purgatorio Island soon.
...You creatures just can't give us a break, can you?
But up until now, there has been no answer. Only endless flowing quicksand covering my vision, and...
him.
No...
Don't... take her...
No chance we're leaving by sea. Guess we'll have to count on that thing...
Listen, there's actually another "ship" on this island, up in the mountain ruins.
A ship... on the mountain?
Yes, a "ship" that flies. Now follow me.
Remem▇▇... ▇▇, you must ▇▇▇...
Your ▇▇... the power of ▇▇...
▇▇▇ wish to ▇ all this...
Wait, I can't hear you...
This is my first time in Cocytus Province. Is this how the people here show their hospitality?
I don't want to bother you, I just want to... strike a small "bargain."
I'll pay you whatever you want, and all you have to do, well, it will be a piece of cake.
Owwww! That hurts!
...Snow? What are you doing here?
What's Snow doing here? Oh, right!
You were trying to sneak off, weren't you? Nothing escapes the sharp eyes of this Demon King!
Look at you, you've been out of it all day, and you barely even touched your dinner. I saw right through it...
Trying to ditch me and go adventuring all by yourself? Not a chance!
...It's not that I don't want to bring you. It's just... this time, I might have to deal with the Hyperborean soldiers and land myself in trouble. I don't want to drag you into my mess.
Uh, haven't we already messed with the Hyperborean soldiers like a hundred times before?
...Can't argue with that.
Anyway! You're under my wing, Little Minion. Your mess is surely my mess!
Hm-hmm~ Of course! That goes without saying!
T, That's not true... I was just testing your strength! Don't get the wrong idea!
Besides, even if I'm not on the front lines, my genius-level combat tactics must have been a huge help!
In any case, your adventures wouldn't be complete without the great Demon King at your side!
Snow...
W, Well... don't get too impressed, okay? You'll throw me off my game if you keep that up...
Alright. But listen, if things get dangerous, follow my signal and run immediately. Got it?
Absolutely and perfectly got it! I'm great at running... I mean, tactical retreat!
Why are you just standing there, Little Minion? Let's go! Chop chop!
(Icelake's town square lies eerily still in the dead of night, not a soul in sight.)
(A chilling gust of wind sweeps through, scattering stray bits of rubbish across the square.)
Zzz... Aah! A ghost!
Oh, it's just rubbish... Who's been throwing it around like this? Seriously, where are their manners? They need a good talking-to from Princess Rubbish Bin!
You okay, Snow? You seem tired.
To catch you in the act, I had to stay up late waiting outside your door for sooo long...
Alright, alright. I owe you one.
Look, Little Minion! There's someone in that red phone booth! Could that be the person you're looking for?
It does look like her from behind. But I'm not certain... I can't see her face.
Well then! I hereby declare that the destination of our adventure is that red phone booth right ahead! Whether it's her or not, we'll soon find out!
Are you ready? Let's do this!
...Who's there!?
Excuse me, miss, could I borrow a coin?
I was really hoping for a nice warm cup of honey milk, but I tripped on the way out... and my coin rolled right into the sewer.
Shoo, go away, Lunarian.
I'm on duty. Out of my way!
...Hmph. Penny-pincher. Fine, I'll just go find a coin somewhere else!
Ingrid, report your status.
As of now, no individuals matching the target's description have been sighted. Over.
Understood. Any other unusual activity?
About four minutes ago, a Lunarian approached me asking for a coin. I sent her away.
, What!? You just let the Lunarian go!?
...Is there a problem, Commander? The target is supposed to be a Charon young woman around eighteen years old. It seems highly unlikely she would disguise herself as a Lunarian...
Fool! A full-grown person can't turn into a Lunarian, sure, but did it ever occur to you the target might have an accomplice? They could be hiding nearby, watching our every move.
All units, listen up! Lock down the square and the surrounding areas immediately. Detain every living thing in sight! Tonight, not even a night owl escapes Icelake's city walls!
Well, Little Minion? How does it feel to be saved by the brave and brilliant Demon King? Without me, you'd have walked straight into their trap!
Uh-huh, uh-huh! Keep it coming, I love hearing how awesome I am!
What!? Where else would you find a helper as efficient, talented, and, most importantly, adorable as me!?
Seriously though, those people were way out of line, using Berry's name as bait...
Shh, keep it down...
(In the distance, you can hear the rhythmic thud of marching boots and the sharp bark of a commander's orders.)
Sounds like they've caught on. We need to get out of here before they surround the area.
Stick close to me, Snow. Let's move.
Every other escape route has been sealed off and is heavily guarded... except for that manhole over there.
Huff... huff... How many times... do we have to crawl through... the sewers...? Let me... catch my breath first...
If you flee into that manhole, you'll be playing right into their hands.
There's a saying in Huaxu's ancient art of war: "When thou dost besiege thy foe, leaveth an opening; a feigned escape, a snare in disguise." It means forging a false escape route to lure the enemy into your trap. Right now, there should be countless Imperial soldiers lying in wait down there.
Come on, get in.
Lady Zhiliu... No, Proprietress Zhiliu, what are you doing here?
I came to bid you farewell. But apparently, that's unnecessary now.
So, what will it be? Do you want to stay here exchanging pleasantries, or shall we depart before they catch you?
...Understood!
Halt! Who goes there?
Orders from above, no suspicious individuals are allowed through tonight. I'm going to need your full cooperation.
Oh my, I noticed quite a few patrols on the streets earlier. May I ask if something has happened?
What business is that of yours? That's classified information...
(The soldier's outburst stops short. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Zhiliu hand him a small, weighty pouch. The soldier weighs it in his hand before discreetly slipping it into his sleeve.)
Well... I suppose there's no harm in sharing a little. We've been told to catch a high-profile fugitive tonight. Every guard in the city has been called in for the search.
Problem is, nobody seems to know where this fugitive is hiding, or what they even look like.
Ah, that's unfortunate... You see, I'm a merchant from Huaxu, and my private airship is docked just outside the city. In six hours, I have an important business meeting that I simply cannot miss.
Everyone aboard, myself included, is a law-abiding citizen with all the proper exit permits. Surely you could find it in your heart to make an exception?
(Among the documents Zhiliu presents, you spot your own photograph neatly attached in the designated section. The stern expression in the picture feels oddly unfamiliar.)
(...When did she prepare these documents?)
Ma'am... It's not my intention to give you a hard time, but our orders are clear, no one is allowed through here tonight.
Oh? I see. Then perhaps you could tell me your regiment number and the name of your commanding officer. I may be able to sort this out myself.
After all, if Luciana Loretto were to hear that I was detained by a foot soldier and missed a crucial business engagement, wouldn't that make for quite the amusing tale over afternoon tea?
Luciana Loretto... Wait, isn't that the Imperial Minister of Finance!?
Hey, look, this document actually bears her personal signature!
Er...
Attention, all units! The target is believed to have been sighted near the theatre, armed and attempting to escape. Nearby squads, proceed to the location immediately. I repeat, nearby squads, converge on the theatre for support!
It seems your fugitive has finally turned up. So, what now? Do you still intend to detain us?
...How about this, ma'am: we won't delay your journey any further, but we'll assign personnel to escort you and ensure safe passage out of the city.
Until your airship departs, you and your party must remain in our line of sight. Any unusual behaviour will be treated as an act of provocation against the Empire. Does that sound acceptable?
Hehe... That's perfectly fine. Helping others, as they say, is helping oneself. Rest assured, I'll cooperate fully.
Thank you for your understanding, ma'am. Let them through!
Snow stormed off in a huff.
Alright, we can speak freely now. Just be sure to keep your expressions in check, those soldiers are still dutifully trailing behind us.
Ah, that would be a Phoxhunter I hired.
It required very little, just a modest sum of money to entice someone into taking the risk. The amount was so minimal, it wouldn't even cover the cost of a single hunting hound owned by the Finance Minister at her countryside estate.
And yet, that small investment was all it took to steer us safely through tonight's crisis.
Would you like to hear something intriguing?
The Hyperborea Daily is a newspaper sold throughout the entire Empire. And, as it happens, every major city in Hyperborea has... a red phone booth in its central square.
This morning, Camilla shared the story behind that article with me. After hearing the details, I decided to take precautions and sent out a few extra telegrams.
Here's some good news for you: tonight, in each of those cities, a white-haired woman is standing inside a red phone booth, patiently awaiting a "long-lost family" who will never arrive.
Why is that good news? I don't get it...
I think Proprietress Zhiliu means they aren't sure where I am, or even if I'm still alive. So, they had to scatter their bait across multiple cities to draw me out...
Precisely. You're quite the clever one.
(They know I exist, and they've gone to such lengths to set such a complicated trap... Who in the Legion could be behind this?)
Given the current circumstances, I'm afraid you can't leave the car until the airship departs. My apologies, it appears I'll have to take you to Huaxu with me.
Proprietress Zhiliu, you've saved me from trouble on multiple occasions. I don't even know how to begin repaying you.
Repay me? Hmm...
As it happens, there is a task that would benefit from an extra pair of capable hands. The airship returning from Huaxu to Hyperborea departs in seven days. If you don't mind staying with me until then, perhaps you could assist me.
What do you say, my clever one? Of course, the compensation will be more than fair.
(I knew it... This was far too convenient to be a mere coincidence.)
Now that I'm in this car... I suppose refusing isn't really an option, is it?
You've helped me plenty of times, I'd be more than happy to return the favour.
Travelling to a far-off country, trying foods we've never seen before, and earning a hefty reward on top of it... Little Minion, doesn't that sound like the perfect adventure?
By the way, before we leave... may I ask one more favour?
There's no need to worry. I've hired temporary workers in other cities as well. With so many "fish" taking the bait across the country, the Hyperborean soldiers will be kept busy tonight and come up empty-handed, they won't have a clue you're actually here in Icelake.
(She even accounted for that... Just what does this Huaxu lady really want from me...?)
(But at this point, there's really no other way. Seven days... that should be manageable.)
Alright! We'll take on this commission!
9. Talk your way past the guards
111 linesOwwww! That hurts!
...Snow? What are you doing here?
What's Snow doing here? Oh, right!
You were trying to sneak off, weren't you? Nothing escapes the sharp eyes of this Demon King!
Look at you, you've been out of it all day, and you barely even touched your dinner. I saw right through it...
Trying to ditch me and go adventuring all by yourself? Not a chance!
...It's not that I don't want to bring you. It's just... this time, I might have to deal with the Hyperborean soldiers and land myself in trouble. I don't want to drag you into my mess.
Uh, haven't we already messed with the Hyperborean soldiers like a hundred times before?
...Can't argue with that.
Anyway! You're under my wing, Little Minion. Your mess is surely my mess!
Hm-hmm~ Of course! That goes without saying!
T, That's not true... I was just testing your strength! Don't get the wrong idea!
Besides, even if I'm not on the front lines, my genius-level combat tactics must have been a huge help!
In any case, your adventures wouldn't be complete without the great Demon King at your side!
Snow...
W, Well... don't get too impressed, okay? You'll throw me off my game if you keep that up...
Alright. But listen, if things get dangerous, follow my signal and run immediately. Got it?
Absolutely and perfectly got it! I'm great at running... I mean, tactical retreat!
Why are you just standing there, Little Minion? Let's go! Chop chop!
(Icelake's town square lies eerily still in the dead of night, not a soul in sight.)
(A chilling gust of wind sweeps through, scattering stray bits of rubbish across the square.)
Zzz... Aah! A ghost!
Oh, it's just rubbish... Who's been throwing it around like this? Seriously, where are their manners? They need a good talking-to from Princess Rubbish Bin!
You okay, Snow? You seem tired.
To catch you in the act, I had to stay up late waiting outside your door for sooo long...
Alright, alright. I owe you one.
Look, Little Minion! There's someone in that red phone booth! Could that be the person you're looking for?
It does look like her from behind. But I'm not certain... I can't see her face.
Well then! I hereby declare that the destination of our adventure is that red phone booth right ahead! Whether it's her or not, we'll soon find out!
Are you ready? Let's do this!
...Who's there!?
Excuse me, miss, could I borrow a coin?
I was really hoping for a nice warm cup of honey milk, but I tripped on the way out... and my coin rolled right into the sewer.
Shoo, go away, Lunarian.
I'm on duty. Out of my way!
...Hmph. Penny-pincher. Fine, I'll just go find a coin somewhere else!
Ingrid, report your status.
As of now, no individuals matching the target's description have been sighted. Over.
Understood. Any other unusual activity?
About four minutes ago, a Lunarian approached me asking for a coin. I sent her away.
, What!? You just let the Lunarian go!?
...Is there a problem, Commander? The target is supposed to be a Charon young woman around eighteen years old. It seems highly unlikely she would disguise herself as a Lunarian...
Fool! A full-grown person can't turn into a Lunarian, sure, but did it ever occur to you the target might have an accomplice? They could be hiding nearby, watching our every move.
All units, listen up! Lock down the square and the surrounding areas immediately. Detain every living thing in sight! Tonight, not even a night owl escapes Icelake's city walls!
Well, Little Minion? How does it feel to be saved by the brave and brilliant Demon King? Without me, you'd have walked straight into their trap!
Uh-huh, uh-huh! Keep it coming, I love hearing how awesome I am!
What!? Where else would you find a helper as efficient, talented, and, most importantly, adorable as me!?
Seriously though, those people were way out of line, using Berry's name as bait...
Shh, keep it down...
(In the distance, you can hear the rhythmic thud of marching boots and the sharp bark of a commander's orders.)
Sounds like they've caught on. We need to get out of here before they surround the area.
Stick close to me, Snow. Let's move.
Every other escape route has been sealed off and is heavily guarded... except for that manhole over there.
Huff... huff... How many times... do we have to crawl through... the sewers...? Let me... catch my breath first...
If you flee into that manhole, you'll be playing right into their hands.
There's a saying in Huaxu's ancient art of war: "When thou dost besiege thy foe, leaveth an opening; a feigned escape, a snare in disguise." It means forging a false escape route to lure the enemy into your trap. Right now, there should be countless Imperial soldiers lying in wait down there.
Come on, get in.
Lady Zhiliu... No, Proprietress Zhiliu, what are you doing here?
I came to bid you farewell. But apparently, that's unnecessary now.
So, what will it be? Do you want to stay here exchanging pleasantries, or shall we depart before they catch you?
...Understood!
Halt! Who goes there?
Orders from above, no suspicious individuals are allowed through tonight. I'm going to need your full cooperation.
Oh my, I noticed quite a few patrols on the streets earlier. May I ask if something has happened?
What business is that of yours? That's classified information...
(The soldier's outburst stops short. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Zhiliu hand him a small, weighty pouch. The soldier weighs it in his hand before discreetly slipping it into his sleeve.)
Well... I suppose there's no harm in sharing a little. We've been told to catch a high-profile fugitive tonight. Every guard in the city has been called in for the search.
Problem is, nobody seems to know where this fugitive is hiding, or what they even look like.
Ah, that's unfortunate... You see, I'm a merchant from Huaxu, and my private airship is docked just outside the city. In six hours, I have an important business meeting that I simply cannot miss.
Everyone aboard, myself included, is a law-abiding citizen with all the proper exit permits. Surely you could find it in your heart to make an exception?
(Among the documents Zhiliu presents, you spot your own photograph neatly attached in the designated section. The stern expression in the picture feels oddly unfamiliar.)
(...When did she prepare these documents?)
Ma'am... It's not my intention to give you a hard time, but our orders are clear, no one is allowed through here tonight.
Oh? I see. Then perhaps you could tell me your regiment number and the name of your commanding officer. I may be able to sort this out myself.
After all, if Luciana Loretto were to hear that I was detained by a foot soldier and missed a crucial business engagement, wouldn't that make for quite the amusing tale over afternoon tea?
Luciana Loretto... Wait, isn't that the Imperial Minister of Finance!?
Hey, look, this document actually bears her personal signature!
Er...
Attention, all units! The target is believed to have been sighted near the theatre, armed and attempting to escape. Nearby squads, proceed to the location immediately. I repeat, nearby squads, converge on the theatre for support!
It seems your fugitive has finally turned up. So, what now? Do you still intend to detain us?
...How about this, ma'am: we won't delay your journey any further, but we'll assign personnel to escort you and ensure safe passage out of the city.
Until your airship departs, you and your party must remain in our line of sight. Any unusual behaviour will be treated as an act of provocation against the Empire. Does that sound acceptable?
Hehe... That's perfectly fine. Helping others, as they say, is helping oneself. Rest assured, I'll cooperate fully.
Thank you for your understanding, ma'am. Let them through!
Snow stormed off in a huff.
Alright, we can speak freely now. Just be sure to keep your expressions in check, those soldiers are still dutifully trailing behind us.
Ah, that would be a Phoxhunter I hired.
It required very little, just a modest sum of money to entice someone into taking the risk. The amount was so minimal, it wouldn't even cover the cost of a single hunting hound owned by the Finance Minister at her countryside estate.
And yet, that small investment was all it took to steer us safely through tonight's crisis.
Would you like to hear something intriguing?
The Hyperborea Daily is a newspaper sold throughout the entire Empire. And, as it happens, every major city in Hyperborea has... a red phone booth in its central square.
This morning, Camilla shared the story behind that article with me. After hearing the details, I decided to take precautions and sent out a few extra telegrams.
Here's some good news for you: tonight, in each of those cities, a white-haired woman is standing inside a red phone booth, patiently awaiting a "long-lost family" who will never arrive.
Why is that good news? I don't get it...
I think Proprietress Zhiliu means they aren't sure where I am, or even if I'm still alive. So, they had to scatter their bait across multiple cities to draw me out...
Precisely. You're quite the clever one.
(They know I exist, and they've gone to such lengths to set such a complicated trap... Who in the Legion could be behind this?)
Given the current circumstances, I'm afraid you can't leave the car until the airship departs. My apologies, it appears I'll have to take you to Huaxu with me.
Proprietress Zhiliu, you've saved me from trouble on multiple occasions. I don't even know how to begin repaying you.
Repay me? Hmm...
As it happens, there is a task that would benefit from an extra pair of capable hands. The airship returning from Huaxu to Hyperborea departs in seven days. If you don't mind staying with me until then, perhaps you could assist me.
What do you say, my clever one? Of course, the compensation will be more than fair.
(I knew it... This was far too convenient to be a mere coincidence.)
Now that I'm in this car... I suppose refusing isn't really an option, is it?
You've helped me plenty of times, I'd be more than happy to return the favour.
Travelling to a far-off country, trying foods we've never seen before, and earning a hefty reward on top of it... Little Minion, doesn't that sound like the perfect adventure?
By the way, before we leave... may I ask one more favour?
There's no need to worry. I've hired temporary workers in other cities as well. With so many "fish" taking the bait across the country, the Hyperborean soldiers will be kept busy tonight and come up empty-handed, they won't have a clue you're actually here in Icelake.
(She even accounted for that... Just what does this Huaxu lady really want from me...?)
(But at this point, there's really no other way. Seven days... that should be manageable.)
Alright! We'll take on this commission!



