Stirring Up Trouble

"My lord, a priest named Huoermu was responsible for sending the magical communications," an attendant answered Yise, then pointed Huoermu out among the newly risen undead nearby.

"Drag Huoermu's soul over here and search it," Hansite ordered.

"The souls of Plundering Clock members have all undergone special treatment. The slightest disturbance will shatter them," Zijin said. "I'll anchor him first with Desecration Coffin."

But Lilishan suddenly summoned her courage, stood up, and stepped forward. Bowing slightly, she asked, "My lords, do you need to send a message to the outside world in the eldest princess's name?"

Zijin glanced at her. She was a clever girl, which explained how she had become head maid.

"That's right," she answered succinctly.

"You don't need Huoermu. I can do it too." Lilishan raised a hand and gathered a faint ball of magic power, explaining, "Whenever there were no outsiders around, Huoermu always made me send magical communications for him!"

Elsewhere, Su Ming was rapidly running calculations over a map, his expression grave.

He was aboard the H-6 WZ, and the command team had joined him on the plane to coordinate operations. The seaplane was heading for the next objective in tonight's series of plans: Star Sea Port.

The Star Empire's naval fleet was stationed there. Su Ming planned to use captured rune cannons to launch an attack while posing as a fleet of the Temple of Light, ultimately maneuvering the two forces into attacking each other.

Sending misleading intelligence in Janet's name was a crucial part of the plan.

Lilishan's appearance was a major boon. After all, the memories of the dead were incomplete, and any mistakes in sending the message would drastically reduce the plan's chances of success.

But Su Ming now faced a thorny predicament. The intense encounter with the Plundering