Witch Punk 2840

Chapter 300 Origin
"It turned into pieces..."

Xia Ye didn't care about the bright red bloodstains at all. He picked up a piece of cup fragments from the pile and looked at it carefully in front of him.

"Is the cup... something that can break so easily?"

She suddenly thought that the cup should not be so easy to break. She still remembered the scene when Lillian blew herself up and the cup fell in front of her intact.

The first mate shook his head. "I don't know. Anyway, I've never tried to break them before... No one would do something so strange, right?"

Xia Ye turned and looked at Yaha.

"I don't know either, and I've never tried it." Yaha said in a muffled voice.

She only had a cup in her hand - Momo's cup, so of course she wouldn't use it to try such a thing.

I need to find someone who knows a lot about cups to ask... Xia Ye thought to himself. But is there really such a person?
"Ah!" She suddenly hit her palm.

Yaha and the first mate looked at her strangely.

Xia Ye didn't bother to explain. He just said "I'll be back soon" and flew back to the boat.

A few minutes later, Debusota's "famous cup collector" Curran was invited to the whale by Xia Ye.

"Cups are certainly not that easily breakable, or in most cases, they are virtually indestructible."

While looking at the fragments in his hand, Colen taught Xia Ye and others this knowledge that few people knew.

"...I have tried to destroy them in various ways in the past, but all failed without exception. Even though the cups look like crystal cups, they are still very strong.

"Also, I discovered something very interesting. It seems that most of us will subconsciously treat the cup as a very fragile object and will subconsciously protect it. Even when I was doing experiments to destroy them, I would unconsciously feel resistance in my heart every time I tried..."

After listening to Colen’s “popular science”, the three of them were suddenly enlightened.

"I didn't expect you to be so research-minded, Kelun." Xia Ye said half-jokingly, "Well... even if other people want to do research, they don't have so many cups. Those unfortunate people who died in your hands can be regarded as contributions to scientific research."

"Collecting cups is like this." Ke Lun spread his hands helplessly. "Those garbage just need to die obediently, but I have to do a lot of things - I have to spend energy to kill them, and I have to spend time to dig out the cups and clean them. Later, there were more and more cups, and I had to customize a cabinet to put them in, and clean them regularly to prevent them from getting too dusty."

Xia Ye, Yaha, and the first mate: "..."

As the three people seemed to be hesitant to speak, Colen squatted down, picked out a few more pieces from the pile of debris next to the girl's body, and examined them carefully.

After a moment, she suddenly said: “I suggest that we set sail as soon as possible.

"Why?" Yaha asked.

"This person's cup was not broken, it was cut by some force. Didn't you notice? The edges of each piece are straight."

Ke Lun picked up a piece of debris and lightly ran her finger along the edge. A deep scratch immediately appeared on her fingertip, but no blood flowed out - she was no longer a flesh and blood body.

"This is the prosthesis of the Heineken Covenant. I've tested it before. It's harder than gold aventurine." Carunh moved his fingers. "But the cup fragments can easily cut it. This shows two things: first, the hardness of the cup is indeed unimaginably high; second, such a hard cup was cut into pieces by some force, and the cut was so clean that the edge of each piece is as sharp as a blade."

"And the third one..." Xia Ye continued, "This power bypassed the whale's skull and the man's body, as if they didn't exist at all, and acted directly on the cup. Have you heard of moth beasts with this ability?"

The other three all shook their heads.

"There's no memory in my head, including those level 6 moth beasts in the past. So...it's possible that it wasn't the moth beasts that killed her, at least not the ones we've seen before."

Xia Ye touched her forehead with her finger. The head on her neck now was the head of the "Xia Ye" in the past:

"In short, no matter how you look at it, this matter is weird. Kelun is right. We should leave here as soon as possible."

"But we have to harvest all the whale oil, right? It's tens of thousands of moles," said the first mate.

"Harvest the whale oil as quickly as possible, and harvest as much whale bones and whale skin as possible. We will make other preparations at the same time. The Brunel can set sail early and go out on patrol. The Moby Dick will set sail in 10 minutes." Yaha said.

"Okay, no problem," the first mate agreed, turning to shout at the fellers, "Get moving! We only have 10 minutes!"

The White Whale was busy again. Horun used the blade in his prosthetic hand to cut the thread, and returned to the Moby Dick with Xia Ye, Yaha and others, carrying the cup fragments and the girl's body.

"I want to study these fragments again."

After getting Xia Ye's consent, Kelun collected all the fragments and took them back to his room. Yaha let the girl's body sit against the corner of the cab, and Xia Ye walked to the chart table. Tang Li, who was lying on the chart table, still showed no signs of waking up. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the other person's body, Xia Ye came to the body in the corner again.

She stared at the bloody hole left by the cup, and suddenly she had an idea and decided to find Lillian to take a look.

Lillian was teaching cooking skills in the kitchen, and the crew members who usually only knew how to cook fried whale steaks were listening carefully. When Xia Ye walked into the kitchen, Lillian immediately announced that it was free practice time.

She trotted over: "Sister Xia Ye, are you here to see today's dinner menu?"

"Isn't it fried steak again?"

"Hey, of course not!" Lillian said mysteriously.

Seeing her smug expression, Xia Ye couldn't help but laugh. She grabbed Lillian's hand and led her out.

"Then your mysterious feast will have to be postponed for a while. Come with me to see something first."

"Huh? What? Is there any surprise?"

Seeing Lillian's expectant look, Xia Ye imitated her and smiled mysteriously:
"You'll know once you see it..."

……

The result was not a surprise, but a shock.

"Ah ah--"

Seeing the corpse with a large bloody hole between the chest and abdomen, Lillian screamed as expected and took a step back.

Xia Ye held her shoulders from behind.

"We found this inside a white whale carcass. She was already dead when we found her..."

She briefly recounted the whole story.

Lillian listened carefully while carefully looking at the body on the ground. After Xia Ye finished speaking, she said, "Sister Xia Ye, the clothes on this person look so familiar to me..."

"Huh? Have you seen her?" Xia Ye asked in surprise.

"No……"

"So... you've seen someone wearing similar clothes?"

"nor."

"..."

Lillian frowned and thought for a long time, then suddenly uttered a soft "Ah": "Victoria made similar clothes for me..."

"..."

Xia Ye thought that Victoria had made all kinds of clothes, and she even made Irena's clothes for herself, which didn't mean anything.

But Lillian went on to say, "…she said that this was a kind of clothing she saw in a city on her way to the Pibriwoska Islands, and she liked it so much that she wrote it down."

Xia Ye immediately overturned the thought he had a second ago.

"Did Victoria mention the name of the city?"

"No. But... at that time, she and Sister Xia Ye went to the Pebrewatheka Islands together. Since they passed there on the way, you must have been there at that time. Does Sister Xia Ye still remember it?" Lillian asked.

"Hmm..." Xia Ye was not quite sure. She might have really inherited this part of the memory, but it was not an easy task to find it out of her mind.

Lillian seemed to remember something: "Victoria seemed to have said at the time that these people were from such and such a family... There should be a family crest on her lower back?"

Hearing this, Xia Ye immediately walked up, turned the body over, untied the corset, and tore open the dress. A strange mark indeed appeared before his eyes.

That was not the mark of a contract. No matter what kind of contract mark it was, it would have a certain consistency in style, but this one clearly did not belong to that style. Its lines were much simpler and softer, and from the shape, it looked like a... jellyfish?
The memories buried deep inside flashed through Xia Ye's mind, and he suddenly remembered.

(End of this chapter)