I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 428, 1.27-9: A Bouquet of Blessings

Mu Yegui did not resist. No matter how wary the clergy around her were, she made no move. This silence kept them on their guard, as they felt she might try to escape when they were off guard.

The man in white robes walked ahead, glancing back at Mu Yegui every now and then.

He slowed his pace and walked beside Mu Yegui, then suddenly asked, "Most people would resist if they knew they were being taken away by strangers. Are you trying to take advantage of our momentary lapse in vigilance and escape?"

Mu Yegui turned to look at him and said, "Are you an idiot? I'm just one, but there are so many of you. Why should I do something so thankless? Besides, you know my home address. No matter how I try to escape, I can't get away, right? So why should I run away?"

He gave Mu Yegui a strange look. Although he thought what she said made a lot of sense, he felt that something was missing because he didn't see the classic rebellion plot.

Mu Yegui was contemplating the plot, wondering what would happen after he was captured. The Holy Maiden was just an excuse, perhaps a cover-up for something. For example, the ritual Dionysus mentioned before entering the instance—had those captured already undergone some kind of ritual?

So, what kind of ceremony is it?

The group arrived at the Small Papacy. Although it was called the Small Papacy, it was not actually small, but compared to the Grand Papacy in Rivers Town of the Wonder Kingdom, it looked as small as a toy model.

The man in white robes spoke to the priest at the door, who nodded and went inside.

A short while later, he came out again, leaned close to the white-robed man's ear and said something. It was obvious that the white-robed man's expression twisted for a moment after hearing it.

"Arrange a room for her, and remember to have guards stationed at the door and windows." The white-robed man glanced at Mu Yegui with a cold face, gave the order casually, and left.

Mu Yegui followed the priest inside, not uttering a single word or showing any fear. There was only silence, so quiet that one might mistake him for a beautiful doll without any self-awareness.

The person leading her kept saying something to her, but she didn't listen to a word; she was just pondering their intentions.

Of course, she heard their whispers. Although it was so quiet that most people wouldn't hear it, unfortunately, her hearing was too good. Even with her abilities weakened, she could easily hear their whispers.

It seems that the high priest didn't want to hold the ceremony, so he arranged the people first, and the ceremony would take place after the high priest was ready.

It's obvious who the high priest is.

The only one who can be called the High Priest is Dionysus, the lazy confidant of the Kingdom of the Unbelievable and the owner of the copy.

What a coincidence, we ran into each other right after saying goodbye, and this time as enemies.

The moment Mu Yegui stepped into the room, the door was closed.

She glanced back at the closed door, then looked down at her brown dress, gently lifting the hem to reveal her fair and rounded little feet.

Barefoot, I stepped onto the smooth, translucent marble floor and watched my reflection in it.

Even in the simplest long dress, she couldn't hide her quiet, almost deathly aura, especially in a room where she was all alone; the sudden sense of incongruity was just too strong.

She didn't resemble a living being; rather, she was more like a doll with an exquisite human form but devoid of self-awareness and vitality. No matter how beautiful she was, it couldn't mask the intense sense of unease she evoked, making one want to repel, distance oneself, and even…fear.

She lightly touched the ground with her toes, holding her long skirt with both hands, and twirled around casually yet gracefully. Her fluffy, soft, misty gray hair swayed slightly, and the pretty bow at the end of her hair seemed like a real butterfly fluttering in the air.

Her delicate and beautiful face remained expressionless as always, her long, curled, misty gray eyelashes fluttering, and her clear, cold silver eyes were unfocused, as deep as an ancient pool, unable to ripple or reflect anyone's image.

The movements are beautiful, but too unreal and surreal.

A soft knock broke the silence. She stopped what she was doing and fell silent again. She turned her head slightly to look back at the door that was being knocked on, remaining silent.

When she calms down, she's more like a lifeless doll, an empty, illusory beauty, as if it only exists in a dream.

The door was being knocked on repeatedly, but no one spoke.

She remained in that position without moving or speaking.

"Huh? Is nobody here?" the person outside the door murmured in confusion.

"What happened?" This attracted other people.

"I knocked on the door but no one answered. Are you sure the offerings are staying in this room?" the man asked.

"No way, I saw her go in, and she hadn't been in there long, and I didn't see her come out."

"I'll just open the door and check. It wouldn't be good if they escaped."

Mu Yegui walked towards the door and stood in front of the wall beside it.

The next door was suddenly flung open, just enough to conceal Mu Yegui, who was standing in front of the wall.

"No? How is that possible!" the man exclaimed in disbelief.

He took a few steps forward, intending to check if anyone was behind the door, but just as he got close, his foot seemed to kick something, and at the same time, a hand grabbed his shoulder, causing his body to involuntarily move closer to the wall.

There was a loud 'thud' as his head slammed against the wall, knocking him unconscious.

Mu Yegui lifted her skirt and stepped over him, walking out the door openly and confidently.

Other clergy were patrolling the corridor, but they all stared blankly at Mu Yegui, never expecting that someone would escape so openly, right under their noses.

Just as they were about to grab her, they heard her ask in a soft, sweet voice, "Where is High Priest Dionysus?"

Those people looked at each other in disbelief, completely surprised that this person knew the high priest's name, and even seemed to know him quite well.

“I’ll take you there,” one of the boys said, stepping forward.

"Thank you," Mu Yegui said.

From beginning to end, this person had no awareness of being a prisoner. Because she could not use more than 1% of her strength, she did not choose to fight herself from the start, but instead used the tricks that ordinary people would use to exploit loopholes.

Does Mu Yegui really want to go find Dionysus?

Of course, that was impossible. She was just using this to memorize the location and route of the small papacy, and to observe what items here seemed out of place.

After all, Adele used a golden apple when she gave the hint, and apples are related to the Papacy, so there must be some important connection between the two.

I can only say that this golden apple is not the same as that golden apple. The golden apple here is a different concept from the golden apple in yesterday's chapter, but they are inextricably linked.

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