Mist Empire’s Rise: Fake Noble to Fog Queen

Chapter 388 Mist Empire’s Rise- 387: Liva's Remains

Luo Wei opened her eyes. A ray of moonlight pierced through the window crack, falling on the stone-paved floor.

Just past midnight. The inn was silent. But insect chirping came from outside the window.

Luo Wei quietly pulled out her magic wand, casting a sleep spell on Vina, then an invisibility spell on herself. Only then did she get up from bed, tiptoeing to the window. She pushed it open and flew out.

Kakashi Town wasn't large. Running from the east end to the west end took only ten-some minutes. No more than two hundred households. Houses and courtyards all pressed tightly together.

If any family erupted in fierce quarreling at night, probably half the town could hear it.

The sleep-talking in her ears gradually clarified. That pitiful mother was praying to her.

Luo Wei sensed her current position—in the mountain forest west of town.

The woman had guts. Deep in the night, daring to run alone into the wilderness. Not afraid of encountering gray wolves.

Luo Wei flew above the mountain forest, seeing firelight flickering through dense leaf gaps.

The woman knelt beside a bonfire. Before her lay a throat-slit hen and a large bundle of pine branches. The offerings were rather shabby.

When people made sacrifices, at minimum they should offer a properly cleaned lamb, arrange seasonal fruits and fresh flowers, and light incense or plant aromatics.

Not that Luo Wei disdained poor offerings. Just this current scene made her feel like a greedy weasel.

Dispersing absurd thoughts from her mind, Luo Wei didn't rush down. Instead, she first flew to the other side of the mountain forest, taking out her divination tools.

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After resting over five hours, her drained energy recovered somewhat. Calculating Liva's whereabouts shouldn't be difficult.

Luo Wei found a place to sit. Hands cupping the tortoise shell, she closed her eyes and entered her mental world.

The woman said Liva escaped. But did she really escape?

A ten-year-old girl—perhaps eleven. Entering a place like the church that devoured people without spitting out bones—could she really escape?

Moreover, according to the woman's account, after her husband went to Artur City, he never once saw Liva. Everything he knew about Liva came from the convent's one-sided words.

The convent said Liva committed an offense and was locked up. The convent said Liva escaped. No witnesses. Nothing the convent said was credible.

Knowing the ending was tragic, Luo Wei still raised her head and asked the star chart: "Is Liva still alive?"

Among the sky full of stars, a dim star hid into the night. The celestial body rapidly dispersed.

Luo Wei saw its trajectory—from birth to extinction.

A certain day two years ago was its node. Before that, it dispersed darkness with faint light, actively rotating on the star track, bringing brightness to surrounding dim stars.

After that, like a falling meteor, in mere days it burned through all life force. Dismembered and pulverized in the air. Fell to earth as ash.

The convent lied. Liva died two years ago.

After parting from her parents. On the road to Artur City. She suffered endless torment. Died from massive hemorrhaging.

Already knew the result. But the divined information still complicated her mood.

Luo Wei closed her eyes, continuing to ask: "Where is Liva's body?"

Star phenomena changed, revealing location and direction.

In a forest over sixty kilometers from Artur City. Liva's body was thrown inside.

That wasn't a good body-dumping location. Because caravans and carriages frequently passed outside the forest. Bodies were easily discovered.

However, church people were arrogant. So what if discovered? They weren't afraid at all!

Two years passed. Liva's remains were probably destroyed beyond recognition by wild beasts.

Luo Wei sighed, exiting the star chart.

Prayer sounds grew increasingly hoarse. Time for her to appear.

Luo Wei put away the turtle shell, flapping wings toward the position above the woman. Waving her magic wand, she condensed a thick mass of fog. Then silently chanting transformation spells, she changed herself into the appearance of "Divine Messenger Ferryman."