Free Web NovelThree days later.
The heavily damaged Starbell Lily stopped for repairs at the dock of Fengxiang Town for a short while, then set sail again toward the frontlines.
The fall of a Demon King was no small matter. Whether human or monster, none of them could quite believe that a Demon King would die so easily.
Vieya did not go to the frontlines but disembarked instead at Fengxiang Town’s dock.
Those monsters on the front were already nothing more than a loose mob, and with their Demon King gone, the war between humans and monsters would be over before long.
It was just a pity that the masked men could not be wiped out completely... When Vieya appeared on the battlefield and clashed with the Demon King, their leader, Black Mask, had already begun preparing to escape.
To avoid falling into a trap and dragging Vieya into more trouble, Rotisha had also refrained from pursuing them recklessly without knowing the extent of their trump cards.
Still, according to Rotisha, she had already reported the matter, and the human high command would deal with it and “give them an explanation.”
Although, Vieya did not hold any hope for such an explanation.
...
In these days, the streets of Fengxiang Town had already begun to show signs of life again. Many shops reopened, and the patrolling soldiers no longer carried that heavy, storm-before-the-storm air about them.
After getting off the ship last night, Vieya had taken the still-unconscious Aislin to the Saint Catarina Convent.
After settling Aislin, Vieya went straight to the Convent’s abbess to ask whether a little girl had recently come alone into the city seeking refuge, or if there had been any information on a black cat.
“Miss Vieya, we gathered all the refugees into the camp over there. This is the register. Would you like to take a look?” The old abbess, already informed by the Reversal Hero, received her warmly.
“The register...”
Without much hope, Vieya took the yellowed booklet and flipped through it quickly.
There were many names written inside, but not Jasmine.
Sigh. Even if she really did hide in the refugee camp, she would have made up a new name for herself, wouldn’t she?
Vieya let out a breath, handed the booklet back to the abbess, and shook her head.
“Are you certain nothing was missed?”
“In the refugee camp there’s free food and temporary housing. Anyone who went to get food is recorded in our register.” The old abbess explained slowly, “If the person you’re looking for is not in the register, then likely they never entered the city, or they’re hiding somewhere inside.”
“I see. Then can you take me to see the camp myself?”
“Of course, Miss Vieya. Shall we prepare a carriage for you?”
“Mm... the sooner the better.”
The refugee camp was vast, and even with officials helping her, it still took Vieya the entire night.
After spending a whole night without finding anything, she could only return empty-handed.
It seemed she would have to start from that catgirl Helcat again.
Dragging her exhausted body back from the refugee camp, she returned to the Convent at four in the morning. She went to check once more on Aislin, still unconscious in the infirmary, and, confirming she had overlooked nothing, she sat on a chair in the ward and dozed off.
Morning came.
The sun shone down on the sleeping slime girl.
Vieya, leaning against the chair, suddenly woke, wiped the drool from her mouth with her hand, and hurriedly checked the time.
Past eight in the morning!
Ugh... yesterday she had planned to wake before the sisters arrived, but it looked like she had overslept.
The medicine and bandages on Aislin’s body had already been changed by a nun an hour earlier, yet Vieya had been completely unaware the whole time.
Rubbing her cheeks in frustration, Vieya forced herself to shake off the soft drowsiness clinging to her body. Looking at the elf girl wrapped up like a mummy on the bed, she let out a faint sigh.
“Get better soon...”
Leaving the infirmary, before continuing her search for people, Vieya had to see the abbess again.
Back in Deerhorn City, that short pink-haired brat had told her that matters of missing people and cats were all overseen by the Convent’s abbess. If she ran into ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) trouble searching, she could always ask her.
Once more she knocked on the abbess’s door.
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The old abbess was not surprised by her arrival. Smiling, she gestured casually toward the steaming flatcakes and milk on the table.
“Miss Vieya, would you like to have some?”
Vieya: “......”
“It’s fine. I prepared it for you anyway. No matter how busy things get, one must still eat.” The abbess chuckled, lowering her head again to the book in her hands. “Besides, I happen to have something to tell you. We can talk while you eat.”
“Something to tell me?” Vieya blinked. “What is it?”
The abbess closed the book. “It’s about the black cat you’re looking for.”
