Mystery Paradise: Wishing Power Demon

Chapter 130 - 130 129 The Stele as Proof

?Chapter 130: Chapter 129: The Stele as Proof Chapter 130: Chapter 129: The Stele as Proof “I don’t understand, if my sister truly… still has a breath of soul left, why wouldn’t she come and tell me herself?” Haiqi’s expression seemed somewhat distressed.

“…” Luowei Siya also had no answer to this, and she felt that whatever she said would upset the other party, so she chose to remain silent.

Fortunately, the silence didn’t last long, and the door to the drawing room was pushed open as Chaoyang reappeared before the two.

However, this time, his identity seemed a bit different in the eyes of the two.

“Good morning to you both,” Chaoyang’s smile was noticeably warmer than the last time, “What brings you to the temple this time? If it’s about buying medicine, you can consult Miss Jenny directly.”

“I have a question for you, Mr. Zhao,” Luowei Siya spoke first.

“Please.”

“Have you ever helped a Seaguardian named Haiya Mira?”

“I have helped many Seaguardian miners… but one named Haiya…” Chaoyang deliberately feigned deep thought, then after a while slapped his hands and said, “Now I remember, there indeed was such a person.”

“Where is she!? How did you meet her?” Haiqi couldn’t help standing up and asked urgently.

“Sadly, she is no longer with us,” he sighed slightly, “Why, did you two know her?”

“Not to hide it from you, she was one of the founders of the Miners’ Brotherhood and our best partner, and even… she is the relative of the person right here beside me.” Luowei Siya no longer hid the truth, “—Her name is Haiqi Mira, the current leader of the Brotherhood, and Haiya’s younger sister.”

“I see, no wonder she is so anxious. Then I’ll speak frankly, you must have heard about the Sinclair Theatre fire incident?” Chaoyang recounted the events of that time with some modifications, “My intention was to rescue Mr. Reporter, Haiya was just brought along, but in the end she made a prayer to the Paradise Master, and my lord accepted her request, and that led to the demise of the North City Police Station.”

“So the fire was set by you and Kuiqi was killed by you?” Luowei Siya was greatly shaken.

The Miners’ Brotherhood, although hidden in the outskirts, always paid close attention to the news within Magnificent Castle. Whether it was the burning of the grand theatre, the serial killings coming to light, the massacre at the chief’s manor, or the North City Police Station being in name only—all the biggest news in Magnificent Castle over the last month! Plus the GaoTian Mining train hijacking, it turned out that all the incidents stemmed from the same group!

No wonder the city guards were after Judy!

These people could well be considered the most dangerous criminals in the eyes of Commander Shandela.

“You could say that,” Chaoyang admitted openly.

Everyone here is an outlaw; who would fear being snitched on?

“As for your sister…” he looked again at Haiqi, “When I fulfilled her wish on behalf of my lord, she passed away very peacefully, without any pain… and in her final moments, she even mentioned you.”

“Mentioned… what about me?”

Chaoyang feigned recollection for a while, “She said she had a sister who would also need the help of the Paradise Master, particularly in an age when the Storm God had vanished, and Larachi Island needed a new guardian deity. However, by that time she was in her final moments, and I didn’t remember to ask the sister’s name. I didn’t expect her sister would find me first; this has to be seen as fate.”

Haiqi shook her head, as if trying to shake off the mental anguish or to deny this version of events, “So you accompanied her in her final journey? I don’t want to doubt easily… but what proof do you have to show that what you’re saying is true?”

“Haiqi, isn’t everything I saw in the dream enough? What Mr. Zhao has said matches up with Haiya’s words…” Luowei Siya frowned as she spoke.

“There is evidence, too. Follow me.”

Chaoyang rose from his seat and walked towards the back courtyard of the church. The three of them traversed the winding stone path to a lawn surrounded by a small grove. Scattered across the grass stood numerous tombstones, some made of stone and others of wood. Most of the tombstones were crumbling, appearing long forgotten.

“This is…”
“The church’s old cemetery,” he nodded. “It’s for the priests who have passed away. Afterward, if a nun died of illness, she would also be buried here, so the graves at the edge are somewhat newer.”

Haiqi, as if realizing something, frantically started to inspect the newer tombstones.

“It’s here,” Chaoyang said, pointing.

This hadn’t been a tale hastily fabricated by him—after Haiya Mira died in her cottage on Emerald Street, he naturally couldn’t let her body decay, so he preserved it temporarily with a substitute soul. Out of respect for his patron, he didn’t offer her body for players to use again. Instead, after collaborating with Jenny, he had her buried in the church’s cemetery.

The tombstone was a white piece of granite with just a simple line of text.

“Daughter of Larachi Island, Haiya Mira.”

The stone and the engraving were quite new, but the spreading water stains and the marks of soil proved that it hadn’t been erected in the past few days.

“I didn’t know much about her life, so I only wrote this much,” Chaoyang explained. “Everything she had on her person was buried with her, so I can’t give you any of her belongings.”

“No… it’s enough,” Haiqi murmured. “I’ve been searching for her whereabouts, never expecting that GaoTian Mining would have handed her over to Kuiqi.”

Now Chaoyang understood why these people had endured such inhumane torture before their execution—GaoTian Mining obviously wanted to force a confession about the inner workings of the Miners’ Brotherhood through torture.

“There were a few survivors in the underground dungeons at Wangshui Manor, likely associated with your Brotherhood. However, they were rescued by the city guards, so I’m not aware of their current situation. If you have a chance to meet these people, you can confirm that what I’m saying is true.”

“Sorry… can I have a moment alone with my sister?” Haiqi asked softly.

“No trouble, we’ll wait for you outside the grove,” Chaoyang and Luowei Siya exchanged a glance before turning to walk away.

A moment later, faint sobbing could be heard from the woods.

“Thank you… for avenging Haiya,” Luowei Siya clenched her fists, her expression equally pained, “If you hadn’t taken action, we might have known she was imprisoned in Wangshui Manor, but we probably would have had a hard time breaking in.”

“It’s a pity she was too badly injured; I couldn’t save her life,” Chaoyang sighed.

“Once fallen into GaoTian Mining’s hands, we were all prepared to die. That you managed to kill Kuiqi is already the best outcome.” She paused, “In my dreams… I saw her with a smile on her face, as if… she was at peace.”

That was because the memory itself was taken from the moment when Haiya’s wish was fulfilled. Its authenticity was, of course, beyond question. Chaoyang patted her shoulder in consolation, “Perhaps her soul has returned to the embrace of the Paradise Master, watching over you in another world, free of suffering.”

In an instant, Luowei Siya’s eyes also brimmed with tears.

She fought back the sadness, turned her head to one side, and took several deep breaths, “The Brotherhood will never forget this act of kindness. But there’s another matter I want to confirm… Haiya mentioned in my dream that your true identity is a Divine Envoy, and the Paradise Master you serve would fulfill the most urgent prayers of the supplicants—is that true?”

“—As long as one makes a plea, any wish can be fulfilled?”