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"Tempting a father into the Abyss of greed for money has disastrous consequences for his child..."

"Set obstacles for a young couple to test their feelings for each other..."

"To stir up raging storms and towering waves on the sea, to steal all the fishermen's catch, and to throw them onto a deserted island..."

"Oh? Rescuing a boy who was bullied by an Awakened! Then leading him down a brave path of revenge, only to fail in the end..."

In the small room, the sound of pages turning filled the air.

Linsey's three bystanders could not see anything in their line of sight.

But the writer, Seth, seemed quite confident.

He waved his fingers in the air, turning the pages of the unseen script to read, which were all of Hilude's recent 'creations'.

On the other side.

The girl, who had already fainted, was unable to offer any resistance.

A full half hour passed, and everything in her life story was revealed.

"Call--"

"It's over."

Seth stopped activating his technique.

His face immediately turned pale, devoid of any color.

The writer then took two steps back. He leaned against his desk before remarking:

"No wonder she turned out this way."

"To alter one's fate so recklessly—no matter how audacious a writer may be, this is the only outcome they can achieve."

Fimbul, standing to the side, spoke up:

"I won't go into details, let's just summarize."

"Just how many heinous things has this guy done in pursuit of his 'art'?"

For the sake of his vacation, Seth immediately replied, "If there are no serious consequences, I'll just omit that."

"In short—there were 14 incidents that resulted in death; 27 cases that caused physical injury, family breakdown, or loss of hope; and of course, it should be mentioned in special detail that if she is to undergo any Justice trial, the good deeds she did should not be ignored."

"At least he's done this 16 times—without regard to the consequences for those who resist."

"..."

After listening, Fimbul immediately shook his head. "Even so, the good deeds cannot outweigh the bad deeds."

"And you must have seen what happened to her targeting our theater actors, right?"

Seth shrugged and turned his gaze to Linsey:

"Indeed, but this young man interrupted me in time, so it didn't cause any bad consequences."

Then, Seth started having wicked thoughts too. "Linsey, right?"

"Hilude seems to value you a lot. Shall we arrange to have dinner together sometime?"

Wala Wala instantly blocked Linsey's path:

"Seth, don't you dare make a move on him!"

Hearing the Wala Wala sound, Seth was stunned for a moment.

He then realized:

"Selina! Is that you?"

"You bastard, I almost didn't recognize you when you took off your mask."

"Alright, alright—since it's the man you've set your sights on, then I won't make a move."

After a conversation.

The people have already roughly figured out Hilude's past sins.

But Linsey still remembers the fanatical look on Hilude's face when she came to visit, and the longing she spoke of.

So he asked Seth:

"Mr. Seth, it seems that Hilude changed a very important part of her fate before she became like this. Do you know what she did?"

Seth didn't want to bring this up.

He only explained when Linsey asked him, "I can tell that this incident is related to you."

"But it was precisely because of this rewriting of fate that Hilude's Source Material Skill completely collapsed, and even the memories in her mind were wiped out."

"If you ask me—the being capable of causing such a result must be at least a powerful figure at the Eighth Stage or above!"

Seth reluctantly drew his conclusion:

"Who knows what she saw? Anyway, it's not something I can handle."

"Just assume that with the Art Festival coming up, she's gotten her hands on some dangerous stuff that you shouldn't mess with!"

Hearing Seth's conclusion.

Wala Wala and Fimbul looked serious.

"Mr. Fimbul?"

"If that's what it is, there's absolutely nothing we can do—unless the president of the Actors Guild intervenes."

"..."

In the room, Linsey remained silent.

Others were discussing ways to deal with the crisis and their hopes.

But because of the treasure map, he seemed to understand something. Perhaps it was because he had run all the way to the studio left behind by a Ninth Stage powerhouse that Hilude had become like this?

Linsey decided to change the subject, so he asked, "Mr. Seth, now that Hilude has ended up like this, what will become of the fate she changed before?"

Seth shook his head decisively:

"Have no idea."

"Things at this level are extremely dangerous, even just looking at them. If you don't want to end up like Hilude, it's best to leave everything alone and ask nothing."

Linsey sighed.

He dared not reveal to the public that he had obtained something from Ninth Stage Artist, especially in the art-obsessed City of a Thousand Sails! This matter could only be left to others to misunderstand.

Seth was intrigued by Linsey's expression and asked, "What's wrong, young man? Are you scared?"

Linsey chuckled softly, "I just find it troublesome."

"This... I'll just consider it a challenge."

"Anyway, I've encountered no shortage of troubles along the way."

"..."

After some discussion, a conclusion was reached regarding Hilude and the Destiny Script.

Given the current situation, Fimbul cast an inquiring look at Linsey and the other man, "So, what do you plan to do with this guy?"

Linsey has not yet answered.

Seth, however, offered his own perspective:

"She has already done it—no punishment can make up for the victim's regret."

"If I were to write the script, I would either give her a pain that she can never erase for the rest of her life, and let her suffer from it for the rest of her life; or I would let her use the rest of her life to do good deeds, so that she can make some contribution to society."

At this point, Seth retreated back into his pile of drafts:

"Death!"

"That's really the cheapest and easiest thing to do."

Everyone present had their own opinions on Seth's conclusion.

Fimbul served as the theater's manager.

His habit as someone in a superior position led him to offer advice to Linsey and her companion:

"What this guy did was truly unforgivable."

"I suggest stripping her of her Essence and skills, and then sending her to Platinum City to be sold as a slave."

Fimbul came to Hilude and lifted the girl's head.

He examined it and said:

"A beautiful face, a thin body, and she was once a Seventh Stage awakened being."

"No matter what world you're in, this is the highest grade of goods."

Regarding the abolition of skills.

Linsey is very supportive.

However, regarding the sale of slaves...

He glanced at his Attribute Panel, and a long-empty slot came into view.

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