The Black-Stockinged Nun Is Actually a Boy?! [23]

"Friends?" Helen was briefly taken aback, but she still reached out to accept the candy from Evelia.

Natalie hesitated a moment longer before also accepting the candy. Instead of eating it, though, she subtly turned around and began carefully inspecting it.

Evelia, seemingly oblivious to Natalie’s little action, continued to stare directly at Helen.

"Since we're cooperating, naturally we're friends. No question about it," Helen tilted her head with a gentle smile.

Evelia's icy, indifferent expression melted like snow under spring sun, replaced by a dazzling smile. It was as beautiful as plum blossoms bursting open in a frozen sea, momentarily leaving Helen breathless.

"So, what's your plan for this cooperation?"

Natalie’s acidic whisper abruptly snapped Helen back to reality.

Feigning fatigue, Helen rubbed her temples lightly. "I propose we infiltrate the Ares Family estate and settle things decisively."

Evelia quietly took out a braided string and swiftly fashioned it into a star-shaped pattern, holding it out to Helen.

Helen blinked, puzzled.

"A divination cord," Evelia explained softly.

Helen quickly understood and reached out to untie a knot.

This disposable transcendent item was used to glimpse possible futures within the next day. Though these glimpses weren't absolute certainties—they could be changed.

As Helen untied a single red knot, a smoky illusion rose from the string.

In the illusion, Helen, Natalie, and Evelia stood in a lavish manor, facing a massive, grotesque lump of flesh covered in writhing tentacles and oozing greenish miasma. It was about three meters tall and wide.

The vision dissipated swiftly, leaving a stunned Helen behind.

Though unclear about exactly what transpired, Helen recognized that monstrous growth immediately: a creation of the Void Entity, The Lord of Diseases, something that wouldn't appear until the fourth expansion.

"It seems we're destined to stand together. I accept your proposal and will follow your command," Evelia whispered softly.

Natalie frowned and subtly moved closer to Helen, casting wary glances at this emotionless girl.

"Mind if I ask your class? [Blood Assassin], perhaps?" Helen asked cautiously.

Evelia gave a slight nod. "[Tier-2], [Blood Assassin]."

"A mage, an assassin, and myself as support—we should barely manage a surprise attack on the Ares Family." Helen rubbed her chin thoughtfully.

With the Temptress seed now fully germinated, Helen had the chance to advance to [Tier-2], gaining a powerful AoE support ability called [Succubus Kiss], providing a significant advantage for an ambush.

"Surprise attack? Right now?" Natalie asked quickly.

Helen shook her head. He turned to Evelia. "Return to the city for now. Let the Ares Family see you covered in blood to show them you killed the werewolves."

Evelia nodded gently again.

"While you're there, confirm the Ares Family's movements. If they're not in the city, they'll likely be at their estate outside. Then, sneak out again and we'll regroup for the assault."

Helen walked gracefully through the pools of blood, scarlet droplets splattering her white stockings like plum blossoms on fresh snow.

Natalie took out a notebook and began jotting down notes. Clearly, those high school study habits hadn't faded.

"If possible, it’d help if your family could lend some strength. However, given the ongoing 'Vampire Murders' scandal in the city, I won’t press you," Helen turned and curtsied elegantly toward Evelia. "I only hope you’ll cooperate with us in eliminating the Ares Family."

Helen had backup plans, including involving players or even notifying the Church and Empire directly. But that meant losing out on the spoils hidden within the Ares Family’s estate—an outcome she couldn’t accept.

The only true concern was the monstrous lump from the divination, the creation of the Lord of Diseases.

He’d never heard about it from previous life’s strategy guides, so clearly the players who had completed this questline had deliberately kept it hidden.

Indeed, players were cunning creatures.

"Very well." Evelia nodded lightly. She paused a moment, adding softly, "Before I go, may I ask one thing?"

Helen shrugged. "Of course."

"You're clever. But how did you know my name?" Evelia tilted her head slightly, waiting expectantly.

Helen fell silent.

She couldn't exactly say, I played the game in my past life.

"You were in the newspapers," Natalie spoke up, bitterness dripping from her voice. "You're ranked third in the 'Most Marryable Girls' poll."

"Oh, I see." Evelia gave Helen another glance, then leaped onto the windowsill and vanished swiftly into the twilight shadows.

"Phew~" Natalie sighed inexplicably, turning to Helen. "So, what's our next move?"

"We head to the carriage and rest." Helen yawned lightly. "We've already taken everything valuable from the werewolves. Let the villagers and Father Mordes handle the rest."

"Huh? We're really just going to rest now?" Natalie sounded incredulous.

Helen gave her a soft, teasing smile. "Right, let's get an early night. Tomorrow morning we'll gather our harvest."

"Harvest?" Natalie asked, puzzled. "You really think those Outlanders will actually go hunt those creatures for you?"

"Why wouldn't they?" Helen replied warmly, smiling gently. "They're just like us, working hard to survive."

Natalie's cheeks flushed slightly. "Oh," she murmured softly, then added in a quiet voice, "You talk as much as my mother."

Helen shrugged casually and stepped outside the chapel.

Natalie chuckled quietly and quickly caught up.

"By the way, how did you even know about that poll?" Helen asked curiously as they walked.

Natalie looked away, slightly crestfallen. "I ranked just behind you. Fifth place."

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Leo stood on the balcony, gazing down at his garden. He swirled the wine in his glass gently, the crimson liquid sloshing lazily.

"So you're telling me our dear friend Jace was disposed of by that little vampire heiress, Evelia?"

"Yes, young master. Jace and his clan were wiped out completely, including their Outlander allies," the butler answered, kneeling respectfully. "We may have been exposed."

Leo fell silent, expression turning cold. "What about the two nuns? Any issues there?"

The butler remained quiet.

"But they’re sacrifices promised to my Lord; those two nuns remain within my grasp," Leo rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "This incident must’ve been mere coincidence... Just in case, gather everyone from the family here at the estate. It's wise to remain cautious."

Though slightly suspicious, all his intelligence suggested the nuns possessed limited combat capabilities. It was likely Evelia or those despicable Outlanders who had made the difference.

Yes, everything matches my intel. There shouldn't be any mistakes. Therefore…

"Ah, Helen, you truly are destined to become my mother."

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