Chapter 250 The Patrol Officers Visit Again: For True Freedom
Compared to my current colleague's past thoughts of "destroying the world," it's more terrifying that my current boss is actually carrying out a plan to "destroy the world"...
However, Shu Xin did not discuss this matter with her subordinates, nor did she tell Bretzman. Even with the confirmation of the Eye of Lefra, it was just a correct guess. Even if everyone knew now, there was nothing they could do to the king, so it was better not to cause unnecessary trouble.
Anyway, everything she and everyone did before was actually going against the king.
When the Salt Lake District was expanded and the new demons moved into the dormitories they had built themselves, the patrol officers responsible for collecting magic taxes also arrived in the Land of Sin.
This is a cold and aloof flower fairy warrior. She has long, dark green hair and azure eyes. The bright, deep red patrol uniform does not melt away the indifference in her eyes. Instead, it makes her seem like a green beryl that is still glowing faintly even when it is being burned by raging flames.
When she appeared before the white wall at the border of the land of sin, Shu Xin only glanced at the image and immediately sensed that the visitor was up to no good.
The patrolling white-feathered bird looked much gentler than she did.
The golden-crowned honey buzzard was indeed a gentle bird. She flapped her wings and flew over the tall white wall, her orange-red eyes curiously surveying this lush, green land.
The vast fields of blooming purple flowers quickly caught the attention of the Golden-crowned Honey Buzzard. During her long flight, she had never seen so many flowers blooming so densely on the ground!
Flowers attract nectar, and nectar attracts bees. Indeed, there were many bees busy in the well-tended flower field below. The bird, which loves bees, was quite excited. It lingered above the flower field for a couple of hours before continuing its flight toward the Tree of Life.
The Tree of Life that grows on this territory, known as the Land of Sin, is enormous, resembling a towering green mountain. The Flower Castle that grows from the Tree of Life is equally majestic and reaches into the clouds.
From afar, one could see the flower fairy dressed in a tax official's uniform waiting in front of the Flower Castle's gate. But as she flew closer, and the patrolman rose from the back of the white-feathered bird and landed on the platform in front of the gate, she was surprised to realize that this tax official could no longer be called a "flower fairy." Apart from lacking wings and antennae, his height and build were exactly the same as the flower fairy's.
"Good afternoon, Your Excellency Patrolman. Her Highness the Princess has been waiting for you in the reception room for quite some time," the other party said politely.
This surprised the patrol officer, who was prepared to be treated poorly. She nodded politely and said, "Good afternoon, thank you for waiting."
Upon entering the Flower Castle, the magnificent and beautiful decor initially attracted the patroller's attention. She soon saw more "flower fairies" without wings or antennae. Their butler and servant uniforms indicated their identities, but the patroller found it hard to believe that they were just ordinary butlers and servants. The magical fluctuations they emitted were powerful and stable, and almost every one of them was comparable to the patroller's magical power level!
Led by the tax official, the patrolmen arrived at the magnificent, palatial reception room.
The Flower Fairy, who held such a high position, was so radiant and dazzling that the patrolman bowed respectfully to her and then looked up, momentarily dazed by her soft, holy, and shimmering light.
Coming to her senses, the patrol officer quickly apologized. Fortunately, this flower fairy was indeed as kind and benevolent as rumored, and did not mind her rudeness. After she explained her purpose, she kindly promised to pay the magic tax in full.
The patrol officers felt as if they were dreaming when the officer led them to rest. They hadn't expected the task of collecting taxes in the land of sin to be completed so easily.
Shu Xin hadn't expected that this seemingly intimidating patrolman would be so easy to talk to. He didn't make exorbitant demands or nitpick, and he asked the Sinful Land to pay magic tax at the average level of other territories. Shu Xin felt too embarrassed to refuse.
What Shu Xin didn't expect was that this patrol officer fell for the trap so easily—
After watching the patrolman's figure disappear through the reception hall door, Shu Xin looked down at the little lamb lying at her feet: "Is that all? We can ask her any questions we want when we go over tonight? Didn't she realize she was under a mental spell at all?"
The little lamb proudly wagged its tail and jumped onto the fairy's lap: "That's good~ She could tell, didn't she even apologize to you for being distracted!"
"When Sissis came over, you said you couldn't do it when I asked you. Are you really sure you can do it?" Shu Xin asked him to confirm.
Xi couldn't really admit that she had relied solely on brute force before, and that she only developed her skills recently when she went back to the Demon Realm to collect hybrids...
He had to keep an eye on these hybrids as they transformed into human form, both to prevent them from becoming grotesque and to ensure that their human form wouldn't affect their abilities. This made him more familiar with the hybrids' talents than they were themselves, and it also gave him a deeper and more refined understanding of the magical talents of succubi and nightmares.
After all, hybrids have extremely mixed blood attributes, and there are more than 8,000 of them. With such a high frequency and intensity of using innate magic, Xi feels that she can now bewitch the current Demon King's old nightmare!
Now, dealing with the flower fairy patrol envoy would be a piece of cake, but Xi didn't want to admit to Shu Xin that his previous inability to do it was due to a lack of skill. So he explained in a serious tone:
“These two types of magic are different. It is indeed very difficult to extract a large amount of memories while ensuring that the soul is not damaged in any way. But for now, we are just giving her a mental suggestion. Afterwards, we will only use dreams to ask her for some information. Dreams themselves are a kind of protective measure, so this is much simpler!”
Shu Xin found it unbelievable. She cautiously asked Xi, "Are there many demons like you who can so easily cast mental spells on flower fairies?"
The little white sheep tilted its head back and snorted through its nose: "Don't you know who I am! This requires a perfect fusion of the succubus's innate magic and the nightmare's magical talent! No one but me can do it!"
Shu Xin was relieved: "That's great, please keep it up!"
That evening, when Shu Xin went to the patrol officer's room, she saw Xi wake up the sleeping flower fairy and ask her questions. She was a little unsure: "Should we just ask her like that?"
The lamb nodded vigorously.
Shu Xin tentatively asked, "Did the king send you to the Land of Sin to collect magic tax?"
The patrolman's azure eyes were half-open, and his voice was low, as if he were talking in a dream: "Yes, it was His Majesty the King who sent me to the Land of Sin to collect magic taxes."
"What is the king's attitude towards the land of sin? What did the king say to you?" Shu Xin asked hurriedly.
The patrolman replied, "I don't remember."
The river fairy's name carries a lot of information, but Bletzman says that Garnal has erased all his information. He was clearly a patrolman personally sent by the king, yet he claims not to remember the king's words and attitude. Could it be that the king is also hiding himself from the flower fairy? Or did the king erase the patrolman's memory in advance to prevent information from being leaked?
Since even the patrol envoy said he couldn't remember, Shu Xin was even less likely to know the specifics. Feeling somewhat helpless, she didn't hold out much hope for the answers to the following questions. She asked, "Do you know what the King's next plans and actions are?"
As expected, the patrolman replied, "I know that His Majesty's next plan and action is to levy a magic tax."
...What a coincidence, she also knew that the king was going to levy a magic tax.
After a moment of silence, Shu Xin asked again, "Why did you agree to be a patrol envoy? What did the king promise you? Do you know that the magical beasts from the outer continent are illusions? Do you know that as long as the black mist exists, the magical beasts from the outer continent can never be completely eliminated by you?"
She asked the question that had been lingering in her mind: "What exactly are you fighting so bravely for?"
The flower fairy, oblivious and lost in her dream, murmured in her sleep:
"I am willing to be a patrolman because the flower fairies need patrolmen."
"His Majesty the King has promised us a bright future, a future where flower fairies will no longer be bound by any constraints, will no longer suffer any pain, and will all flower fairies will be happy and blessed."
"We know that the monsters from the outer continent are illusions."
"We know that as long as the black mist exists, the monsters from the outer continent can never be completely eliminated by us."
"We are fighting to the death to eliminate the resentment and hatred of our ancestors, to break the magical shackles on the flower fairies, and to seize the true freedom of our entire race."
Shu Xin was stunned for a moment. Eliminate resentment and hatred? Cut off the shackles of magic?
Did the patrolmen know about the runic chains? Could the formation of the black mist be related to the obsession of the dead riverside elves?
“We should go, my dear,” the little white sheep gently nudged the stunned flower fairy with its head, reminding her, “She’s about to come to her senses, and if I don’t want to hurt her, I need to withdraw the mental suggestion as soon as possible.”
Shu Xin nodded and left with Xi, feeling somewhat upset.
She had always believed that the patrolmen were being deceived and misled by the king, and were going to their deaths in vain without knowing anything. However, the words spoken by the patrolmen themselves clearly indicated that they had learned the truth from the king, and that was why the flower fairy warriors were willing to die.
But the king's hatred for this continent has even attracted the projection of the dimensional demon realm onto the material plane. Filled with malice towards the entire world, is the truth that Ganar reveals to the flower fairies truly the whole truth? Will the future that Ganar promises to the flower fairies truly be a bright future?
If the whole world were to end, and the flower fairies were no longer bound or suffering, and they all died, then it wouldn't be wrong to say they gained happiness and joy, would it?
Even if the black mist at the border is the obsession of the dead riverside elves, and even if the patrolmen's actions in eliminating the phantom monsters are to dispel this obsession, the rune chains inside the flower fairy's body were clearly set up by human mages. How could the patrolmen's battle with the phantom monsters break the "magic shackles"?
Moreover, the Tree of Life only needs half a barrel of acorn wine's magic to completely erase the runic chains inside a flower fairy!
Thinking of magic, Shu Xin thought of how Garnar had been continuously levying exorbitant magic taxes on the flower fairies for three thousand years. Where did all that magic go? Could it have been used for a plan to "destroy the world"?
Shu Xin suddenly realized, belatedly, that three thousand years had passed, and if there really was a plan to destroy the world, it would probably be in its final stages by now.
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Author's Note: Shu Xin: [Terrified]
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