Great! I'm surrounded by villains!-Chapter 410 - 229: Seedbed

Jean Saintfield’s brain hid a crucial secret, one that might help them find the whereabouts of the Dark Night Witch.

Although everyone realized that this might be the witch’s scheme, that she had deliberately sent Jean Saintfield to them, as an Inquisitor of the Ashen Church, she felt it was worth the risk.

Moreover, Jean Saintfield appeared to have completely lost the ability to resist.

The next Heir to the Saintfield now looked no more than a charred worm, chains embedded in his flesh which had been ravaged by burns, firmly binding him to the interrogation chair, his eyelid-less eyes forced open, while every dazzling ruby in the room reflected his ghastly visage.

His face, severely burned, showed no discernible expression, but the life signs that could extinguish at any moment were sending a message to the Ashen Church — they were racing against time.

Not only to get ahead of Jean Saintfield’s death but also before the Dark Night Witch lurking in the Holy City executed her plot.

The Judge, who was also the church’s interrogation expert Yelena, presided over this interrogation.

She ultimately rejected the Baptism’s plea and walked alone into the interrogation room.

"Open your eyes wide, what do you see right now?"

She retracted her smile, returning to her usual image of the cold-faced interrogator, and questioned Jean Saintfield from a position of authority.

She did not need any of the individuals being interrogated to answer her questions; Yelena always believed that the human brain and memory would not lie. More than their words, she trusted in the memories of people, and every facility in the interrogation room was designed to help her penetrate the minds of the subjects.

This was also why she had been chosen and trained as an interrogation expert by the church ever since she was young. The rubies, radiating with Scorching Sun Power, reflected the faces of the subjects, allowing her to establish a fleeting mental connection with them.

Yelena’s hands cradled Jean Saintfield’s face, his bloodshot eyes and entire body twitching slightly in agony.

The side effect of establishing a psychic link was that the subject, unable to endure the Scorching Sun Power, would be burned from the inside out, resulting in an additional scorched corpse in the room after every interrogation.

Perhaps Jean Saintfield’s death would become the last straw that broke the Mandala Consortium, perhaps the Shan Clan People would rise en masse to demand justice, but anyone sent here would receive the same impartial treatment.

Yelena’s Scorching Sun Power flowed into Jean Saintfield, prying open his memory vault.

She found the truth.

She saw the Dark Night Witch in that sealed room and everything she did to Jean Saintfield.

After Jean Saintfield arranged his flight to the Holy City, the Dark Night Witch extracted a squirming black larva, shrouded by darkness and resembling a shadow in her grasp, its contour barely visible. She smiled as she pinched Jean Saintfield’s mouth, then stuffed the larva inside.

This explained the source of Jean Saintfield’s Strength.

It was a kind of parasitism beyond their understanding, and the witch had transformed Jean Saintfield into a nursery for the larva.

The larva grew within him, also controlling his actions, reducing him to a puppet of the witch.

Yelena recorded everything she had seen, but immediately after, a sinister premonition surged in her heart.

The Pope had used Scorching Sun Power to burn Jean Saintfield’s body, nearly killing him, but...

Had the black parasite inside Jean Saintfield’s body also been killed?

The thought sent chills up Yelena’s spine.

If not, then in the process of establishing the mental connection, her own body was defenseless, and as she examined Jean Saintfield’s inner world through the psychic link, the parasite might transfer into her body as well.

The connection had to be cut off immediately!

The news about the parasite could already be considered an important discovery.

However, in the next moment, Yelena realized she was trapped within this memory, unable to break the spiritual link established, no matter how hard she tried.

The actions of the Dark Night Witch made her skin crawl.

She suddenly looked towards herself—a person who didn’t exist in that memory.

"Yelena, you’re watching too, aren’t you?"

The gentle voice now sounded like whispers of a demon, and Yelena could only watch helplessly as the witch approached her, unable to do anything within this segment of memory.

In fact, she shouldn’t have been able to do anything.

Because these events had occurred a dozen hours prior, but the Dark Night Witch had seen the future her.

"Yes, you’re not wrong. When you see this, the worms are invading your body. That’s why you can’t break the spiritual link,"

explained the Dark Night Witch, elucidating the reason for her physical and mental immobility, as if reading her deepest thoughts, continuing, "Don’t worry, this won’t kill you or cause any pain, at least not for a while. It will nest and lay eggs in your body, with a cycle of three hours. Afterwards, you will personally infect your colleagues with the newborn larvae. As for what will happen after everyone is parasitized... Unveiling that mystery now would be a bit too boring, wouldn’t it?"

The Dark Night Witch bent down, her index finger gently brushing Yelena’s cheek.

As a reward, she would satisfy the other’s curiosity.

The only purpose for the Judge of the Church to risk entering Jean Saintfield’s mental world was to find her whereabouts.

"Watch closely, I’m right here, and I’ve always been,"

she said, straightening up and walking towards the old mirror in the room, under Yelena’s gaze, until she completely disappeared into the Mirror World.

The next moment, Yelena regained control of her body.

"Hiss—!"

Found in the interrogation room, she inhaled sharply upon opening her eyes and saw the Baptism, who had shattered several rubies with his Strength.

This seemed to have caused her great discomfort, her face pale, her body tottering.

But it was this action that helped her break the spiritual link with Jean Saintfield ahead of time.

A hint of joy appeared on Yelena’s face.

She had discovered the hiding place of the Dark Night Witch and learned the secrets that Jean Saintfield was hiding.

The Dark Night Witch was concealing herself within the spaceship’s mirror.

Be careful, Baptism, parasites have been planted within Jean Saintfield’s body by the witch.

She couldn’t wait to tell Baptism these messages, yet all her voices were stuck in her throat.

"Shh."

It was as if a finger had pressed against Yelena’s lips, and an impossible voice echoed in her ear.

—"What a brave young lady. Then, let her be the next nursery bed!"

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