Hilia’s expression right now could totally be a meme.

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Wasn’t it supposed to be safe for just one day?

It’s barely night and they’ve already slipped away?

The girl hurried over, about to tell Vanessa what happened, but paused.

She couldn’t explain how she knew the heretics had escaped.

After all, those heretics should currently be locked up in the Lord’s prison.

So she changed her approach: "Vanessa Mom, do you really think handing those six heretics over to Mr. Walter is reliable?"

"Reliable? What do you mean by that?" Vanessa was confused.

"Is there a chance they might escape from the cell?"

Vanessa chuckled, "Normally, that’s impossible. Those heretics are seriously injured, plus the Lord himself is watching over them. They can’t escape, unless someone deliberately lets them out."

Hilia tossed the question over to Rose, who said indifferently, "I’m not omniscient or omnipotent. You should investigate such minor things yourself, not ask me."

He actually knew what was going on, but if even trivial things had to rely on him, Hilia was hopeless.

Just warning her the heretics escaped was enough.

Hilia made a silly face in her heart. "Fine, whatever."

"Is there any chance the Lord’s mansion has a heretic mole?" Hilia asked.

"That I have no idea. The current Lord and I have had quite a lot of contact, but we aren’t that close. I don’t really care about his rule. As long as he doesn’t enrage heaven or break the law, I’m not getting involved."

"I see."

Hilia thought for a moment and decided she should check it out herself.

As for Vanessa, she could stay here, keep searching the ruins, and also keep an eye on that Tier Four heretic.

Thinking that, Hilia said, "Vanessa Mom, I need to go out for a bit, is that okay?"

Vanessa nodded, "Go ahead, come back early... or don’t come back, just find a hotel."

Hilia made a face, recalled her magic puppet, and bounced away cheerfully.

Leaving the Divine Hall and arriving just outside Star Ash Town, she sensed—through Rose’s spiritual power bridge—three fast-moving targets.

"Trying to run? No way!"

Hilia hopped onto her flying broom and said to Rose, "Lord Rose, please—I want to try out speeds that don’t exceed 180 km/h."

"180? That’s not enough." Rose’s spiritual power slowly enveloped Hilia.

Hilia’s face turned pale instantly, shaking her head like a rattle: "No way, no way, if we go faster I won’t be able to fight! I don’t want to puke like an idiot in front of the heretics!"

Rose suggested, "You could let me control your body."

"That actually might work..."

Hilia fell into deep thought.

After a moment, she curiously asked, "Lord Rose, did you think of something fun?"

Rose laughed, "Yeah, I figured out a really interesting way to catch them. If you do it, you’d be cute but not intimidating. If I do it, it’s just right."

Hilia couldn’t help but get curious. She immediately struck a pose: "Go ahead, Lord Rose—I’m ready!"

"Don’t look like I’m about to do something to you. Even without the curse, I’m not interested in little girls," Rose said blandly.

Rose firmly believed—he did NOT control young girls or lolis. Even though Hilia was almost 17, she was still a teenage girl. He just wasn’t interested.

Seriously.

Hilia tilted her head, puzzled: "Interested or not, Lord Rose, aren’t you taking over my body? You can have it whenever you want, I can’t resist anyway~!"

"..."

Rose stayed silent, then gave Hilia’s soul a bump on the head. "Keep being cheeky and you’ll just get to experience high-speed flight—fast and furious style."

Hilia instantly shut up.

Rose possessed her, grabbed the flying broom, and soared straight up—accelerating instantly.

Inside the spiritual space, Hilia watched, face utterly pale.

She felt Rose was already moving at the speed of sound, right?

She couldn’t hear it, but she just knew behind them were all kinds of sonic booms!

Crazy fast—so fast even Hilia’s soul shivered.

Luckily, in just a few minutes, Rose stopped.

With spiritual power and magic shielding her, even Hilia’s carefully styled hair didn’t get messed up.

Getting off the broom, Rose used disguise skill to add an aura of mystery to himself, then waited in place.

Soon enough, a heretic fleeing in panic stumbled nearby.

He even started laughing, "Ha! You think you can capture me? Our people are all over the world!"

Suddenly, he spotted a familiar silhouette.

’Hilia’ slowly turned her head, watching him with a half-smile: "Pretty fast runner, huh."

The heretic’s face changed dramatically. He instantly unleashed his strongest magic, then ran the other direction without looking back.

This time, he didn’t hold back on magic power—he ran with everything he had.

Rose dodged the heretic’s magic effortlessly, brushed a speck of dust off his clothes, and got back on the broom.

"These three are the ones who didn’t faint under your Ice Shattering Skill. When the Divine Hall collapsed, they quickly used protective skill to shield themselves. Other than the old injuries and the wounds from the ice spell, they’re fine. After you used healing skill to patch them up, they pretended to be powerless and obediently got escorted."

"By nightfall, maybe they waited for the Lord to go out for dinner or handle official business, then slipped out while they had the chance."

Hilia suddenly got it: "No wonder! So they had moles in the Lord’s mansion—who knows how many... If only I hadn’t healed them!"

Rose smiled slightly and said nothing. With distractive chat to keep Hilia’s attention, he’d already looped around and intercepted that heretic.

Just like before, he leaned against a tree, calmly waiting for the heretic as he ran for his life.

He purposely added some light around himself, so the heretic could spot him easily in the night.

Soon, the heretic rushed nearby—Rose’s glow instantly caught his attention.

When he saw ’Hilia’s’ face, he froze, a little incredulous: "How did I end up here again?"

He didn’t hesitate, unleashed another powerful tier three spell, and ran off in a new direction.

This time, his body surged with demonic qi—he squeezed out every bit of latent power.

Just to escape!

Fight?

Fight for what!

Didn’t you see how, during the day, even the strongest sardine-headed guy got effortlessly smashed by her? 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

There’s no way to win!

Only option: run.

The heretic’s eyes were full of lingering terror—he ran desperately.

But soon, he saw a faint light up ahead again, and that demon-like figure appeared once more.

The heretic widened his eyes, doubting his own senses.

Then, his face twisted, but he kept moving fast—while gathering magic, he summoned his magic puppet to charge at his foe.

"Die!"

He yelled, blasting magic forward, looking like he wanted to perish together.

But as his spell shot out, he used the distraction to order his puppet to tie up the opponent, while he darted past and kept running without looking back.

However, before long, that flicker of light appeared ahead again.

He closely sensed it this time—the puppet was still fighting the enemy behind him, which meant the one in front...

Was a person???

Fear instantly overwhelmed him.