Quick Transmigration: Saving The Crazy Villainess - Chapter 449

Nuwa’s mission was a failure. There was no denying it. The proof was that the people she was supposed to rescue ending up dead. She herself was poisoned, and worse, if not for the Pontiff and the Supreme General who rescued her, she would have died in foreign land executed by lowly humans.

When did she go ever through such a humiliating experience?

For goodness’ sake, she was a dignified daughter of a marquis! Her abilities ranked her in the top 5 of her generation. And she was a golden agent famed for never failing any mission before!

So what did go wrong?

When Nuwa woke up the next day she became more aggrieved as there was nobody around waiting upon her. The place was obviously a hospital. But there was not even a single nurse around.

The anger bubbling inside her chest seethed like crazy, directed to the humans who reduced her to such a miserable state. She was aware that she only ended up this way, neglected, because of the failure. Her family and superiors must have been very disappointed in her.

‘Calm down, Nuwa.’ A while later, she told herself.

She tapped the back of her right hand twice and then a screen appeared before her.

However, none of those she called responded to her.

After removing her hospital gown and putting on her combat uniform, she walked out of the hospital room, looking like the world owed her money or something.

Not long after, she met so many panicking faes and got pushed around so much that it no longer became a wonder how she reached the parking lot. The sight before her rendered her speechless. Chaos. Utter chaos. Screams and cries echoed from both fae people and dinosaurs no matter the direction she looked to.

Nuwa looked up to see what rendered her fellows this way. Then her face lost colors.

“Officer Nuwa!” A flying dinosaur landed a few paces in front and from its back, a soldier jumped off before saluting to her.

Nuwa ran towards him and grabbed his shoulders, shaking him. “What’s happening!? Are we attacked by some grandmaster water ability user?”

Instead of answering her right away, the soldier pulled her up onto the flying mount and joined the crowd fleeing towards the different shelters and ship in the center. While en route, he explained, “Officer, the whole fae territory is swept up in a great flood and the Pontiff calls for every soldier and expert to rescue people from the other cities. Our city is not the only one underwater now.”

His voice was very loud to combat the collective noises from their surrounding.

“What?” The female lead could not suppress the shock in her voice. “Why do we need to go to other cities? Wait! I came from a mission and have yet to report to the Pontiff! Do you know if anyone from my squad survived?”

Even though she could see that the entire city was in a chaotic state, she still did not forget to seek clarifications on what happened to her companions. It was not that she did not see her fellow secret agents dying from poison or blades. The appearance of the Pontiff there just gave her hope.

“I’m sorry, you are the only one rescued alive from the execution. The Pontiff cured you of the poison and left you in the hospital to heal the rest.”

“… F*ck.” The word escaped her mouth involuntarily. She was frustrated.

Countless thoughts ran into her mind that she did not notice when the two of them reached the white Pagoda in the central district.

“Your Holiness!” Nuwa was fl.u.s.tered as she greeted the Pontiff who personally received every noble and high-ranking military officer at the open ground in front of the tower.

Dong Lan nodded at her. Although she was not as high ranked as the others, he knew what the fae girl meant to the world’s consciousness.

“Nuwa, come here,” rang the stern and frigid voice of Marquis Wa, her clan leader.

Nuwa saluted to the generals and colonels first before heading to the Marquis. Out the corner of her eyes, she saw Mohan standing behind the Supreme General.

“You must have been briefed of the situation before coming here, right?” asked the clan head.

“Yes.”

“Your failure, don’t forget to atone for it through some noteworthy contributions. You just shamed our whole clan.”

Nuwa bowed. All eyes went to the Pontiff, so nobody saw her clenching her fists, well, apart from Mohan who was looking at her with a pair of guilty eyes.

Later, the rescue operation commenced, and sh.i.p.s of different sizes and models rushed out of the harbor.

One of the great ability users of the fae race began to control the water around and opened up a path. Of course, with the violent current and volume of water pressuring him around, this expert was not able to maintain the path for so long.

In but a minute the spot opened began to close and the fae controlling the water slumped down on the ground, exhausted. Thankfully, the fae soldiers and experts sent out had already reached the surface. Although they didn’t fear getting crushed by the still-raging flood, they wanted to ensure the vehicles were free of damage so they would be able to transport survivors back safely.

For now, nobody had the leisure to think of declaring war against humanity again.

For the first time in a very long while, the fae race had to worry about survival.

…

Jiang Li who caused the current plight of the fae race was still in the aircraft tailing the tsunami. Even though he never glanced up once, he knew that the ice walls were already visible from their spot. He sensed them.

A few minutes ago, he also sensed whenever the flood swallowed a city or two.

He knew exactly when the city under the Pontiff’s jurisdiction also ended up in the belly of the nature beast called flood. And he had to say that place was quite annoyingly lucky since the dome-shaped protective barrier was doing its job ensuring the survival of the people inside it.

As expected, the male lead and the female lead’s halos were disgusting.

“If I knew we could deal them a great blow like this, I would have long snuck big types of machinery into the south pole to melt the ice there when the ice wall first appeared,” murmured Wang Yu Yan in regret.

She was thinking the tragedy of the two great human cities falling could have been prevented.

“This is already a great result.”

The one who spoke was the General. Jiang Li was still pretending to be asleep.

“Sigh, I know. Sorry, uncle. I was just voicing out my frustrations.”

“Hmm.”

“I know I can’t do that anyway. The human territory has too many spies. And the ice wall created by Sir is not yet that high at that time,” said the villainess.

Bored with the seemingly endless expanse of water beneath them, she closed the camera function of her smartwatch and checked what was happening on the other side of the wall.

Meanwhile, Jiang Li’s perception went to the nearest city again which was where Dong Lan resided. Unfortunately, he could not really pry since there were various protective barriers in the vicinity of the pagoda. He could only busy himself wondering what expression that faker was sporting.

‘I stuck to my words and didn’t participate in the war. He’s got no reason to condemn me if we ever meet again, right?’ he laughingly thought, having remembered their conversation on the night before the execution.

However, his merry mood did not last long since he knew that the enemies were not really damaged. At most the pitiful zombie-like slaves were allowed to have their eternal rest at the bottom of the ocean, and some fae cities were drowned.

Dong Lan, the greatest headache in this world was still alive and would definitely bounce back soon to give him trouble.

Jiang Li could not help but purse his lips, disliking how abnormal this world was.

Like what the Pontiff concluded, Jiang Li did not really believe that ‘she’ was yet to be born. He never believed in Dong Lan’s words. And when he talked to that person before he went to Antarctica, he was not yet senile to do the visit within the enemy territory for a flimsy reason.

Naturally, he did it because he was not pleased that he could not access the actual sets of memories. The system’s abnormality was also too obvious that all he could think of was those outsiders.

After seeing the living metals that looked like human, he had confirmed that ‘they’ messed up with the World’s Consciousness again.

Jiang Li also came up with this assumption having thought hard why Dong Lan persecuted humans when he was all human in all his previous lifetimes.

‘Beginning from the Goddess’ world, they appear wherever I go, observing from a distance. Their purpose is unknown, but I can somehow feel that they are not really friendly, at least, not to ‘her’. And I’m also sure that they will not be mere observers every time. The case this time proved it.’

He could say with confidence that he was their target right now.

After some careful deliberation, he closed his eyes and fell silent to talk to the system. Besides those people in question, the system was the only existence that could answer his questions.

Before talking to the system, he commanded it to be unmuted.

‘Hey, I already realized that the other party long predicted that I’ll soon go back to my place of origin. For some inexplicable reason, they are against it, and now they are being a pain in the a$$. Do you think I made a mistake in the previous world?’

The system was silent for a moment. Then it replied in an awkward tone, ‘Host, sorry, I can’t make a judgment about that.’

The careful response from it made him laugh inwardly. ‘It means you think I did.”

In the previous world, he was a ghost but since he wanted to be with his wife legally, he spent some points to be resurrected in an actual body. Had he not done this, he would have had the exact number of points needed to transfer to his original world. He also would not land in the current trap-like situation.

Wasn’t the system or its creator frustrated by his blunder?

In curiosity, he asked again.

‘I can’t contact for a day or two in the first week so I know you investigated why I only got a written narrative. Don’t you think it’s time now to disclose your findings to me?’

The child spirit apologetically replied, ‘Sorry, host.’

‘You won’t tell me even if it’s just to make up for tampering with my memories before?’ Jiang Li pressed on.

‘… It’s you who is forgetful. Please don’t throw shade on me,’ answered the child spirit.

However, even though Jiang Li could not see it, he recognized the nervousness in that voice.

It made him smile. He said, ‘Really? But when you disappeared I talked to Dong Lan, and that son of the Fortune Teller told me I have memories that went missing unnaturally.’

“???!”

Of course, this was only a bluff. None of his previous conversations with Dong Lan ever included this topic. However, he was positive that his words held some truth in them. He had been transmigrating for so long so he learned to not always stressed himself with the plots. Sometimes he would wonder what his actual role was, or looked back to his previous experiences.

Just two days ago, Dong Lan reminded him of the Goddess’ world. Then he realized he actually had no idea how his time there ended.

A few moments later, he further realized, actually, it was not that he had no idea. Out of nowhere, the feeling just came to him, that he did not die of some sort of illnesses there. So what really happened? If he could not recall no matter how hard he tried, who else could be the culprit?

The system, or rather, the child spirit in the outer space, was dumbfounded. A few seconds later, he threw piercing glances in the direction of the Pontiff.

‘Those annoying outsiders!’ he hissed, of course, his voice only reverberating on his side.

Jiang Li who was waiting for his reply cleared his throat as if to remind him.

‘Host, to be honest, I didn’t find much. But I’m sure it’s their work, the foreign Goddess is wary of you, and the… villainess. Especially now that you’re getting stronger.’ The reply sounded helpless.

Jiang Li’s left brow arced up. ‘That doesn’t make sense then. Once I go back, all my points will turn to zero, which means I’ll become weaker than a regular zombie.’

The thing he just heard was not at all convincing. Unless they did not want him to become weak? But he once attempted to kill the Fortune Teller and now, Dong Lan, through the flood.

Yep, given their questionable relationship, it was making little sense.

‘Host, we can’t predict the minds of a greater being.’

Jiang Li laughed. ‘But I’m sure you still know something, right? Or is it my status?’

He went silent for a while before he opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

Then he slowly worded, ‘I thought it is not that low, remembering how scared you are of me on our first meeting?’

‘So did I remember wrongly?’

Up above, in the realm beyond the clouds, there was a little child that froze before wearing a blank expression.

The child spirit finally recalled that this should be the world where his host would be at his most powerful. He was reminded of the fact that Jiang Li’s collected points, or divine energy, were not only enough to request a transfer to any world, but also to request an actual meeting with him in the void.