Chapter 391: Up to No Good
Can’t lie? Only tell the truth?
What even counts as that?
How do you know if I’ve lied or if I’m telling the truth?
No, it’s not just you, I don’t even know if I’ve lied to myself!
Yuliya glanced at the Boss’s expression.
Confirmed, the rules say so, but there’s no clear standard.
“Any other rules?”
The Boss stuttered and refused to elaborate.
“So, as an outsider like me, how am I supposed to know all the rules?”
“Go to the Church of Truth.”
“Alright, Boss, one last question: if I happen to break a rule by accident, what happens?”
“You’ll be punished.”
“What kind of punishment?”
“Go to the Church of Truth.”
That’s bizarre!
A little weird!
Yuliya had a head full of question marks, but it seemed the Boss wasn’t willing to say more. She thanked him, then took her key and headed to her room.
Sitting on the bed, she began to think.
City Guard Meyer said that it might be this Church of Truth that’s causing the number of outsiders to dwindle.
And the innkeeper’s words provided an even more direct explanation: the Church of Truth had set a series of strange rules, making it nearly impossible for outsiders to adapt, hence their declining numbers.
From the Boss’s demeanor, there was no sign of hatred toward the Church, only a hint of helplessness.
At first glance, this church didn’t seem to be the kind that ate people.
But it had set these bizarre rules that made it hard for outsiders to fit in, leaving the locals a bit stifled too.
So, what should I do?
After thinking for a moment, Yuliya suddenly had a lightbulb moment.
It’s simple! I’ll just cause a little trouble and see what really happens!
Didn’t they say you shouldn’t go out after dark?
I’ll just take a stroll.
First, let’s clarify: this isn’t causing trouble. It’s serious investigation.
“Little Li, let’s go out and have some fun.”
“Gah?”
Perfect! Now I have a reason to go out—walking the dog!
“Gah!”
Once it was fully dark, Yuliya bid the Boss goodnight.
She closed her room door, set up a trigger, and vanished in an instant.
But the next moment, she popped right back.
After waiting for a bit, it seemed nothing happened.
Then she vanished again, only to reappear.
I’m out! I’m back!
Out again, back again.
By the third round, nothing had happened.
Alright, here we go!
Under the night sky, with a crescent moon hanging above, a shadowy figure appeared on a rooftop.
Yuliya scanned the area.
The night was super quiet, with every household’s doors and windows tightly shut, and the light that trickled out was only a small spill.
Looks like everyone was actually following the no-going-out rule pretty faithfully.
Oh, except for me.
She couldn’t spot anything unusual, so she thought about the Church’s location.
When Meyer showed her around, he pointed it out.
Following his direction, she quickly spotted the most majestic and obvious building.
Yuliya was pretty cautious about the Church.
At this moment, the Church was pitch black, not a single glimmer of light.
She cautiously approached.
And then, she discovered… darn it, there wasn’t a soul in the Church!
Should I go in for a peek?
Forget it, that’d be rude.
But really, there wasn’t anything odd here; are the rules just strange?
Just when Yuliya thought the night would be uneventful, a distant group of black figures suddenly appeared.
Yuliya quickly turned to look.
Definitely not good people; who goes out at night dressed in all black unless up to no good?
She tugged at her clothes, wrapping herself up more snugly.
Like me, I am not a good person right now.
So, Yuliya followed them.
She first tried to gauge these people’s strength from a distance but hit a wall.
Looks like their attire wasn’t ordinary either.
But judging by their indifference, they were definitely weaker than her.
No problem, keep close!
This group meandered through the town, turning left and right.
If Yuliya didn’t know they were all weaklings, she’d think they were tailing her.
After thinking, Yuliya gritted her teeth, adjusted her height to match theirs, and slipped into the back of the line.
The originally nine-person squad quietly became ten.
And no one noticed a thing.
After all, they were all in black, and no one could see through their strength—no difference at all.
After sneaking around with the group for a while, Yuliya figured out what they were doing.
They were spreading something on the ground.
The front members scattered it, while Yuliya at the back was collecting it.
Finally, it seemed the leader noticed something was off and signaled the group to stop.
They were signaling with their hands, but Yuliya couldn’t make heads or tails of it.
She wanted to ask, “Can’t you just speak normally?”
But then it struck her—couldn’t speaking be one of the rules too?
It might just be.
In the end, the person at the front—the presumed leader—looked back, and one by one his gaze fell on each member.
Counted again.
Holy moly! Why is there an extra person?!
The nine black figures exchanged glances, then simultaneously turned to stare at the leader.
What now?
Just then, amidst the silent night, an incongruous sound suddenly broke the atmosphere.
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“Grumble~”
Everyone instantly shifted their gaze to the source of the sound.
Yuliya thought for a moment and looked down.
That’s really not my stomach growling; that’s some little glutton!
She awkwardly scratched the back of her head and waved her hand, her figure disappearing in a flash.
Time to scram!
Yuliya returned to her room at the inn, disabling her previous arrangements.
She sat on the bed, pulling out the things she’d collected along the way to inspect them.
It was some kind of liquid; she couldn’t quite tell what it was but it didn’t seem harmful.
So she took out a drop and touched it.
The moment she made contact, the liquid vanished.
Yuliya quickly looked at her hand to see a spot where she touched had turned a bit red.
Other than that, she felt nothing.
A dye?
What a massive letdown! A bunch of black-clad figures out at night doing something shady, and it turns out to be this?
Even a three-year-old wouldn’t bother with this!
Oh well, I’ll just go check out the church tomorrow.
Yuliya flopped down to sleep.
The next morning at breakfast, Yuliya got up and headed downstairs.
“Good morning, Boss.”
“Adventurer, good morning… wait a minute!” The Boss greeted her midway and suddenly froze, his expression shifting, “Did you break one of our country’s rules?”
Yuliya blinked: “Huh? What rule?”
“What did you do last night?”
“I… I didn’t do anything last night! I was sleeping.”
Another personality sleeping counts, right? Hahaha…
Of course, it didn’t count.
The Boss maintained a serious face and pointed behind her: “Take a look in the mirror.”
Yuliya turned around and was shocked to see a transparent tri-color halo—red, yellow, and blue—hovering behind her in the mirror.
“The yellow and blue were there from the start, but the red appeared right after you said that. You lied.”
“…”
Yuliya opened her mouth, completely at a loss for words.
What?! It can be played like this?!
