Confession (Seeking Collection! Recommendation!)

"Ah! You're Potter!"

On the other side of the bookshelf, Molly was startled when she saw Sulu's face through a gap, and she stammered out a greeting: "H-hello!"

Is she afraid of me?

Sulu frowned, feeling somewhat puzzled: "Come here!"

"No! Don't!"

Molly's voice was already laced with tears, and she turned to run away.

"Am I that terrifying?"

Sulu touched his own face and quickly stepped in front of Molly to block her path: "Aibo, why are you running?"

"Wuu wuu..."

Molly's small face was filled with fear, and tears were on the verge of falling: "Molly has been very good... Molly didn't say anything!"

Because they were in the library, the silence that had reigned like a calm lake was shattered as if a giant boulder had been thrown into it.

Countless students who had been studying cast their gazes over, and upon seeing what appeared to be a scene of bullying, several guys couldn't sit still.

Damn!

No matter how you looked at it, this was a classic plot of a heartless thug picking on an innocent girl!

"Hmm?!"

Sulu's combat training hadn't gone to waste; he immediately sensed the hostile glares and swept his gaze around the room.

It had to be said that he now possessed a fierce aura, and combined with his 1.6 Spirit stat, he was indeed quite intimidating.

At the very least, the few boys wearing thick glasses who had just mustered the courage to play the hero stood up, only to realize that this 'thug' didn't look like someone easy to deal with.

Even Molly stopped her sobbing.

"Come with me!"

Sulu had no intention of getting into a brawl. After cowing the surrounding crowd, he immediately offered an apologetic look and shouted loudly: "I will take responsibility for the child!"

"Huh?!"

The surrounding crowd retracted their gazes. So, it was just a lovers' quarrel; they had no reason to get involved.

Sulu took the opportunity to grab Molly and quickly left the library, finding a spot on the rooftop.

"You... Potter, what are you talking about? How could I have a child?" Molly's eyes were red-rimmed as she anxiously explained.

"First, tell me, why are you afraid of me?"

Although he was slightly relieved, Sulu remained vigilant, terrified that the girl in front of him might suddenly 'darken' and release a shadow.

Molly, of course, didn't know that given their current proximity, if she dared to make any dangerous move, Sulu would immediately use Tiger Style to attack, followed by a Python Style throat lock.

"Wuu wuu... Beatrice... Beatrice has gone missing... It's been two days... The police officers already came to find me today!"

Molly broke down completely, tears streaming down her face: "I didn't mean to tell them about you!"

"So that means... you did tell them after all. When you said you hadn't in the library, you were lying to me!"

Sulu felt a headache coming on. This damned world—even a girl who looked this innocent had learned to lie. Could they not just play nice together?

However, he didn't really care about that. His date with Beatrice would inevitably be discovered; there were plenty of people at the White Tower Cafe who could testify to it.

He already had a contingency plan and didn't care about that at all.

What he cared about was the mastermind behind the scenes!

But looking at it now, it seemed that Beatrice's disappearance had confused the other party, leading them to choose to lie low and observe for the time being?

Or is it that they are just another mystery enthusiast like me, lacking real spellcasting ability unless they use life force as a substitute?

"Wuu wuu... I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"

Molly hugged her head and crouched on the ground, sobbing bitterly: "I was just... I was just too scared!"

Watching the girl huddled on the ground, Sulu felt a sense of helplessness.

While he could understand that in a society governed by law, ordinary people—let alone killing—hadn't even killed a chicken, and seeing a living person go missing would naturally cause panic, the key was that this world was about to become anything but ordinary!

No, as far as the supernatural was concerned, even during the Twilight of the Gods, the world had retained a certain amount of mysterious power!

This world had always been part of the mysterious and supernatural side!

Sigh... Young girl, with this attitude, how will you ever cope with the increasingly cruel reality of the future?

"Alright, alright, don't cry!"

After much effort to console Molly, Sulu finally asked the question he most wanted to know: "That day... the note you gave me, did Beatrice hand it to you personally?"

His trip to the White Tower Cafe with Beatrice hadn't been his own intention; he had been lured there by the mastermind!

This was the key to solving the case!

"Y-yes, in Instructor Catherine's laboratory, she handed it to me herself!"

Molly answered with a sob.

"Impossible!"

Sulu shook his head inwardly: Unless... the mastermind behind the scenes bewitched Molly, or else... she is the true culprit!

If it were the former, that black hand was even more dangerous than imagined; if it were the latter, given Molly's acting skills and ability to conceal herself, Sulu felt the world owed her an Oscar.

"Listen, Molly, I don't blame you, and I am not the one who caused Beatrice to go missing!"

Sulu told a lie with a straight face: "We parted ways after the date that day. Whether it's the waiter at the cafe or the people I met afterward, they can all testify for me. Even if the police officers come knocking, I will give the same answer! So... you don't need to worry that I came here to silence you!"

"Re-really?"

Molly took off her glasses, revealing her watery eyes, and sniffled.

"I promise! But Beatrice told me that day that she didn't ask me out, but rather that she received a date invitation from me, which is why she went to the White Tower!"

Sulu stared into Molly's eyes.

"That's impossible... It was clearly her, she handed it to me with her own hands!"

Molly sobbed, her tone extremely certain.

"Alright... it seems this matter will need to be left to the police officers to continue investigating!"

Sulu handed over a tissue: "Wipe away your tears... I believe that Beatrice will definitely be alright!"

If it were an ordinary Corpse Princess, having left the caster's range and gone so long without a mana recharge, she might have already started to rot.

But Beatrice, who was created through that bizarre ritual?

Sulu felt that it probably wouldn't be that simple.

"Is that so?"

Molly looked up, a glimmer of hope suddenly appearing on her face.

"I think... it must be so."

Sulu replied with great certainty.

He was the one who created the Corpse Princess, so how could he not know?

He could imagine that the police would be knocking on his door to check the water meter soon.

After all, counting from that night, Beatrice had been missing for two days, which was enough to file a case.

The detectives of the White Eagle Federation were not to be trifled with; they were an existence only a notch below the tax bureau, which possessed its own private army.

Fortunately, I have already manufactured an alibi in advance, otherwise, I might have been treated as a murderer! That black hand... I will definitely not let it go!

A flash of cold light crossed Sulu's eyes.