Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Chapter 523 Who Did It?

waking from her slumber, her beautiful girl with skin as pale as winter snow slowly rose from her bed, her eye color shifting from brown to red. "Charlington." Swish!

An expressionless blond maid appeared in a flash like the wind. "My lady." Her time was low and neutral, with respect and hate resonating from it. "Tell me, Charlington, you hate me, but can't do anything to me. So, what does that make you?"

"A weakling, my lady."

"Good... A weakling... A little worm I can get rid of anytime I choose."

The girl gripped so tight blood began dripping down the maid's jawline. "Tell me, Charlington. Do you feel it?" The maid slowly nodded, "Yes, my lady. We have lost connection with the Karntin and the Gonballah." Those were the lady's subordinates who were supposed to work in the city and a town a little far from here. With the Horseman here, the lady had a vital role to play, ensuring her subordinates caused havoc as planned. Everything might look chaotic and random to the eyes of the onlookers, but for their Princes who have been planning these events for millions of years, everything was all connected. Everything was meticulously planned, and all they had to do was play their part well. So imagine the fury their Princes will unleash on them should they fail. Just thinking of it made them shiver endlessly. The little girl who looked no older than 16, was an entirety who had lived for over 8,000 years. She has had to live and fake her death severally to deceive the humans. How foolish they are, not knowing she was the same woman they now pronounced dead. Of course, as a Grudge Siren, her victims weren't men, but the women married to those she enticed. She would drown them in despair, taking the attention of their husbands and sons. Sometimes, she also took the attention of their daughters, causing these women to feel abandoned and betrayed by the world.

And when in their most desperate hour, she finally reveals herself to them, eating them up, only leaving hollow shells of themselves behind. She had eaten up some women who were sent to a psych hospital by their sons and husbands. So believe her when she says nothing tastes good like a woman's pain, fear, fury and rage all twisted up within her.

Even though her position was the lowest General rank in the underworld, she was still a General, one that made the underworld creatures beneath her twisting envy. This was her first big job. And now someone was out there ruining her good deeds for her? Heh-heh-heh. The siren liked her lips cruelly.

"It seems I have quite a few enemies around who do not wish to see me rise." With a flick of her fingers, her wardrobe opened and her clothes flew towards, suspending midair. "Charlington"

"Yes, my lady." The maid calmly stepped forward to clothe the siren's nude body.

Soon, the duo were off to investigate what the hell was going on with those they lost contact with. It was just that after more investigations they still didn't find any clues as to who had disrupted their actions. Tch. Sure enough, if you want something done, you have to do it yourself. Very quickly, the duo returned to the manor, making plans of their own on how to make up for the blunders so far. Sadly, they won't be able to start their plans until they find the right underworld creatures to join in. .

"We one are not enough to replace the havoc the prince had in mind, that was disrupted." If it succeeded, It would have affected no less than 500,000 people in 2 months. So imagine how big the chaos would be by the time the war begins. Sigh... The siren was quite frustrated with the sudden turn of events. And to make up for the damage, they needed help... enough help to cause a massive scale of attacks all at once. Looking at the pen and paper at her desk she calmly wrote a list of underworld creatures she wished to find. "Take it. You have just 2 weeks to find them all... 2 Weeks!" "Yes, my lady." In a flash, the maid was gone, leaving the siren all to herself. "Don't let me find out who you are, or else... heh..."

Sitting on her bed, the siren calmly tapped her finger's on her crossed arm with a cold glint in her eyes.

But just like the siren, many in other territories also thought the same, with no one thinking it was the work of exorcists. Who is it? Who is trying to sabotage their good deeds? In no time 4 days flew by in the blink of an eye. And soon, it was time for the great Cygypt Adventure to begin.