48. No One Understands Fake Crying Better Than Me
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Today is destined to be the most tumultuous day in the Melly United Kingdom, a day when peace has been shattered!
After all, the Supreme Leader of the Melly United Kingdom, Lin Ke, delivered an absolutely shocking announcement from the podium in front of her “Black Palace,” addressing the public of the capital.
In the Melly United Kingdom, a wealthy businessman—Mr. Pig, who owned countless industries and businesses—was found dead in his office by a servant.
For the average citizens and onlookers in the capital, this was merely a piece of gossip; they gathered to murmur, “Oh, a rich man has died,” and that was that. However, for those who knew a bit about the “Four Great Families of the Kingdom,” this news was a bombshell. The sudden death of a head of one of the families, announced by another family’s head, posed a headache for everyone regarding their choices, alliances, and collaborations!
At this moment, even though it was already dinner time, many people still gathered at the entrance of the Black Palace, listening to the Supreme Leader Lin Ke’s emotional and fragmented speech that had been going on all day and was nearing its end.
“Wuwuwu, yingtai, everyone, in short, I deeply regret the death of Mr. Pig. Even though he was a profit-driven businessman in the Melly United Kingdom; even though he monopolized and exploited the industries of small merchants; even though he engaged in coercive buying and mixed private goods and unfair terms into others’ orders, I still feel very sad and sympathetic about his death.”
Is the Supreme Leader truly expressing regret, or is she reveling in his misfortune? And that sobbing sounds so fake; the expression in her eyes is not tears but rather a suppressed laugh!
Most people thought this way, but they weren’t there to watch Lin Ke perform; they were there for other “insider information.”
Finally, as the Supreme Leader concluded her speech, everyone received the “answers” they had been seeking.
“In short, since Mr. Pig currently has no heirs, the Kingdom will gradually take over his industries. Meanwhile, the Kingdom will thoroughly investigate the identity of the murderer and provide everyone with an explanation. I am very distressed about Mr. Pig’s death, so I will end my speech here. Everyone, please do not go out alone at night; it’s too dangerous~”
The onlookers had long since dispersed, leaving only those in the know—merchants and insiders—waiting for Lin Ke to reveal her plans for “dealing with the Pig family’s visible assets.” And… during the moment Lin Ke waved goodbye and turned to return to the “Black Palace,” a pair of eyes had been watching her intently.
This was everything that the Supreme Leader of the Melly United Kingdom, Lin Ke, had done today, and it was… a part of the plan.
Because after this, as the sun set and the night descended with the appearance of a full moon, the Supreme Leader Lin Ke, who had just finished a day of speeches and was in urgent need of relaxation, would surely abandon the idea of taking a servant’s car home. Instead, she would buy a late-night snack and stroll to unwind, using the most primitive method—walking—along the path home.
“Strutting around in front of humans all day, completely exposing her whereabouts, and then choosing to relax alone at night before heading home. Intentionally creating a crowded situation to facilitate the ‘bounty hunter’ to hide and monitor; this way, the other party would definitely choose to strike immediately when the opportunity arises…”
Under the lights, a “bat,” which would instinctively prompt people to shoo it away, flapped its wings and hung on Lin Ke’s clothing, then… bizarrely spoke in a voice only a girl would have.
“Is this your plan?”
“Pretty much.”
Lin Ke responded quite normally to the talking “bat.”
How could Lin Ke, who didn’t understand any “magic,” have such strong acceptance skills, even able to converse calmly with a talking bat!?
Of course, it was impossible!
Because this “Lin Ke” is fake, it is the “Lin Ke” transformed by my own fairy— the shape-shifting fairy Zelu Si. The purpose of my doing this has just been articulated by the bat hanging on me, no, it should be called a blood fairy.
As for this bat, it is the form that Ross, who insists on following me as “bait,” has taken. Roaming at night, drinking human blood, able to transform into a bat— isn’t that just a vampire…
Considering the noble pride of this midget fairy, who believes “losing a fight is acceptable, but losing face is not,” I swallowed back some three-word descriptions.
In the next moment, the “bat” hanging on me returned to her fairy form, and as soon as I opened my mouth, she smugly said, “What are you panicking about? This lady is a noble fairy who can’t even cast a shadow in the light. As long as I wish, I can hide my existence from many creatures~”
“And last night, I had a splendid ‘feast.’ Right now, I am very strong~”
Transforming back into a midget fairy, she proudly puffed up her… flat chest beside me. As for her claim of “I am strong,” it’s just talk. Ivan Letty claims to be strong, but she can really transform into a busty lady in the blink of an eye. You just turned into a bat; it’s hard to be convincing.
“Yes, yes, yes.”
Glancing at the script, and temporarily confirming that there were no “death scripts” approaching, I reminded Ross, “Be careful to stay hidden. If your presence is exposed and causes the opponent to hesitate or flee, when we get back, what Nilu does to you won’t just be simple binding.”
“Ugh… Don’t bring up your woman at a time like this!”
Shivering slightly, Ross immediately became obedient. It seems that Nilu left quite a psychological shadow on this fairy that day.
“Anyway, I’m definitely coming along. This time, I want to take action myself; we absolutely cannot let that white-haired elf escape.”
Then, as I fell silent, Ross kept pace with me, as if telling me and also talking to herself, “Because… those white-haired elves should no longer exist.”
【The blood fairy knows the bloodline of the white-haired elves.】
The script appeared, and this fairy… clearly knows the past of those “white-haired elves,” who without exception have a death script related to me. However, since we had already agreed to deal with the elven sorceress for her, I didn’t want to rush Ross into revealing anything at this moment.
Moreover, there’s no time for that now. I was walking the night road in the guise of Lin Ke. Although the death script from the white-haired elven sorceress had not yet appeared, it could strike me at any moment!
That’s what I thought, but…
It seemed like a carefree bear midget didn’t take it seriously at all.
In the next moment, it was as if “I” was the waist, while as “Lin Ke,” I was embraced by Ross, this midget fairy, at my chest.