Who hid My Corpse!

"How could such a thing exist?" Gerard said, "Is this also from the Polluted Land? But it doesn't look like a chunk of a corpse from the pollutants."

"In some sense, it's just that scourge."

"...But why is it rotting?" Gerard asked again, "According to what you said, this chunk of meat should be inexhaustible no matter how much one eats."

Bai Wei said indifferently, "Perhaps the person who ate it died."

"What kind of statement is that?" Gerard was even more puzzled.

"From this chunk of meat, you might be able to infer a connection between your god and that newly born scourge," Bai Wei said, "but I need a little more evidence to confirm it, which means you'll have to make another trip tomorrow."

"Where to?"

"You'll know tomorrow," Bai Wei said indifferently, "Right now you should be thinking about how to leave this place. The fire over there has been extinguished, and next the Skeleton Corps will definitely search this area. If you don't leave soon, you'll be in trouble."

Gerard looked towards the distant Source Oil processing plant and indeed saw the Skeleton Corps, who had just finished extinguishing the fire, approaching this way.

He really should leave.

Gerard got up and then realized his body did not feel nearly as exhausted as before, considering the last time Bai Wei used his body, it nearly cost him half of his life.

"This time I didn't use my own strength." Perhaps guessing Gerard's confusion, Bai Wei said indifferently, "So there's no need to pay a price. Rest assured, I'm not some demon, and it's better for me if you can last a bit longer."

...Is it better to last a bit longer?

Gerard shook his head and did not say anything more; today he had received enough information and needed time to digest it.

But just as he was about to jump down from the rooftop, he suddenly remembered something.

The three things Bai Wei had mentioned before – the big and small matters had been discussed, but what about the last minor matter?

"Oh, you're asking about the last minor matter?" Bai Wei spoke lightly as if he had almost forgotten had Gerard not specifically asked.

He paused and then said with a smirk.

"I met your daughter."

Gerard's body froze.

...

"Miss Ina."

Ina turned her head to see a Skeleton Knight handing her the Blazing Fire Sword and Devil's Army ID.

"We've confirmed your identity and know that you have nothing to do with this disaster, but please forgive us for the previous rudeness."

Ina did not speak, but just took the ID and hung the Blazing Fire Sword at her side.

Then she heard the Skeleton Knight ask, "You said you came over after seeing the fire start and then fought with the suspected arsonist, right?"

Ina nodded.

"Do you know the identity of the arsonist?" the Skeleton Knight asked, "Or, did you get a good look at the person's face? I know we have asked this more than once, but it's really important; please try to recall carefully."

Ina lifted her head to look at the Skeleton Knight before her, but once again, the scene from before flashed through her mind.

She answered, "No, I don't know who that person was."

"Alright then, thank you for your cooperation," the Skeleton Knight said, evidently not wanting to linger, and spoke politely, "Let me escort you out."

Ina knew it was part of their duty, so she did not refuse.

So the Skeleton Knight led Ina outside.

The fire had been put out by now.

But the entire Source Oil processing plant had also been destroyed.

Everywhere were ruins and charred bones.

Walking among them, Ina felt even more oppressed than in the Pollution Zone.

"So many people died," Ina overheard the Skeleton Knight beside her sigh, "Since the founding of Lyra City, there's never been a disaster like this. I really don't know what kind of beast would do such a thing."

Ina did not respond, just silently walked on.

The Skeleton Knight kept glancing at Ina out of the corner of his eye; her delicate profile made his heart race, especially against the backdrop of the ruins, giving it an unusual sense of beauty.

This made the Skeleton Knight involuntarily puff out his chest while walking, pondering what Ina might be thinking at the moment.

When he noticed the gloominess in Ina's eyes, he suddenly "realized," and said with a smile, "Miss Ina, you needn't feel guilty; not catching him is not your fault. It is our duty, and you've already provided us with plenty of information. After all, in this city, not many can escape from the Devil's Army, you've already significantly narrowed down our search. If we can't find the person now, then we really are..."

The Skeleton Knight rambled on, believing he had found the answer.

And this was very annoying to Ina.

Really annoying.

She just wanted to leave this place quickly.

But as she was about to exit, she suddenly saw a young man holding a charred corpse, weeping bitterly, which made her involuntarily stop in her tracks.

She recognized him as the man who had spoken with "Father" before.

"What happened to him?" Ina asked.

"Him?" the Skeleton Knight said, then sighed softly, "He's the only survivor, the one he's holding now is his father."

Ina's heart shuddered at that moment.