Chapter 745: Chapter 117 Bed Arrangement
“Medea?”
When Medea had finished today’s Acceleration Plan and was about to return to the manor, Thira called out to her from behind.
“Hmm?”
“About the death at the inn,” Thira mused, “didn’t you feel any malice? I remember you are supposed to have the Conspiracy Sequence.”
“If I say I didn’t, would you believe me?” Medea laughed.
“To be honest, not really,” Thira said indifferently, “However, at the moment, there isn’t any evidence worthy of my suspicion of you.”
“Since that’s the case, I might as well explain,” Medea said with a smile, “Conspiracy and Intuitive Ability, although known as the two greatest lifesaving Sequences, are actually not completely unsolvable.”
“One feature of Conspiracy Ability is the Sensing of malice, meaning, as long as no corresponding malice arises, the wielder of Conspiracy Ability would be unable to detect it.”
“Killing without harboring malice?” Thira was somewhat astonished, “Is that also possible?”
“It can be done through a Mind Ability User,” said Medea, “By using hypnosis to temporarily suppress the emotional part of the Mind Body, leaving only pure Sanity, and then formulating a combat plan in this state.”
“In this case, all the elements of the plan are designed to achieve a certain objective, and even if it involves slaughter, to the planner, it’s done solely for the fulfillment of the plan and not out of malice toward a specific target.”
“You mean…” Thira had a moment of realization, “‘Destroying you, but this has nothing to do with you.'”
“That’s right,” Medea said, “Have you heard of ‘antisocialists’? Some people, when causing large-scale destruction and killings, do not generate strong malice because they do not consider harming others as an act of enmity or aggression.”
“Using Mind Power hypnosis to make someone not regard doing wrong as wrong,” Thira nodded in understanding, “I get it.”
“So to say, the person behind the scenes is using Mind Ability to set up their plans without giving away any malice. The Half-Elf woman at the scene, upon receiving the command, immediately attempted to assassinate Aske, leaving us no time to react.”
“As for why such precautions were taken, the Bloodline Sequence of a Purgatory Demon, to some, is no secret, right?” Medea said with a nod, “Then, what’s the profile of the mastermind?”
“Someone who is highly knowledgeable in the supernatural, capable of intricately crafting conspiracy, and provoking public emotion,” Thira said gravely, “A qualified politician.”
“And someone with a high position,” added Medea, “According to the Demigod overseeing the prison, it should be a political enemy of the Half-Elf Queen.”
“At the same time, it’s very likely that they also possess Demigod Rank,” Thira pondered, “Speaking of which, what are the political tendencies of the Queen?”
“Let me take a wild guess; the Queen probably has friendly relations with humans and commands considerable respect within the Half-Elf population,” speculated Medea, “That’s why a political foe would incite hate against us, which is essentially against the human races, in order to criticize the Queen.”
“The struggle between the Reformist and the Conservative Party,” Thira sighed deeply, “Do you remember? In Eleanor’s plan, it mentioned the current situation of the Half-Elves.”
“In the East, the residents of Badajoz Jungle have already started to accept human technology; whereas in the West, in the Dark Forest, many Half-Elves are still committed to using traditional bows and arrows.”
“For the ruling Queen, unifying dissenters is more important than creating conflicts, even though she herself supports internal reforms and openness to the outside world.”
“Yet, it is precisely at such a time that the Undead Kingdom of the South Continent began to invade the Iberian Peninsula, with the Aragon-Castilia Kingdom of humans bearing the brunt.”
“The Lucitania Great Forest of the Half-Elves, protected by the Doniana Swamp and Morena Mountains, need not worry about security for the time being. But if Iberia’s humans are defeated, the Undead that occupy this land will inevitably turn their eyes West.”
“So this also involves the divide between Isolationism and Diplomacy,” Medea said, following Thira’s train of thought, “The Queen is a leader of the Reformist, open and diplomatic; her political opponent deliberately creates bloody conflicts and racial discrimination.”
“If our speculation is correct, the next step is to incite the masses, to further pressure the Queen’s Reformist faction,” Thira continued to deduce, “Once the emotions of the masses are stirred up…”
“So we’ll become a symbol, a symbol of the Reformist,” Medea laughed heartily. “Whether it was really us who killed the Half-Elf guide is no longer important. Every Half-Elf who insists on conservatism and isolationism will go to all lengths to argue this point from various angles.”
“That is, we humans are insidious at heart, infiltrating the Lucitania Great Forest while audaciously ambushing and killing the Half-Elf guide who was watching over us.”
“Alas,” Thira sighed, her mind involuntarily recalling the past.
In the upper echelons of the East Solomon Empire, hadn’t her sister used a similar tactic (a signed and sealed edict) to publicly expose the discord between sisters, thereby forcing the Orthodox Church to make a choice between two alternatives?
This time, the mastermind behind the scenes orchestrated this murder to ignite the fear, doubt, and discrimination of Half-Elves against humans, forcing all Half-Elves to make a choice between two alternatives.
The result was a further rift within the Half-Elf population, leading to a decline in the Queen’s prestige and control over her people. This was naturally unfavorable for the Half-Elves as a whole, but it was a great benefit for individual political adversaries…
Thira thought silently, then suddenly looked up at the swiftly departing Medea:
“Where are you going?”
“Back to the Main Plane’s cell to sleep,” Medea waved her hand, “Don’t forget, we are in prison.”
Thira paused for a moment, then remembered… they were indeed still in the Half-Elf’s jail!
The Demigod guarding the prison seemed to bear no ill will towards them, but this did not mean he wouldn’t come to inspect the place.
When Aske was on the Main Plane, if he heard footsteps on the stairway leading to the lower levels of the prison, he could promptly come to find Medea or Nora and notify everyone on the Mind Communication Channel, so they could teleport out in time.
As for the nighttime, everyone naturally had to return to the Main Plane to sleep; otherwise, if they stayed in the manor on Fire Island, the Demigod coming down and finding someone missing from the cell would cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Looking up at the night sky above Fire Island, Thira heaved a deep sigh and then teleported back to the Main Plane as well.
Next, she saw the girls sitting around the edge of the bed, their faces showing a mixture of shyness, embarrassment, timidity, hesitation… each with a different expression.
Oh. Thira immediately understood.
The room had only one bed.
Then she heard Aske say:
“How about I sleep on the floor tonight…”
“Let’s take turns,” Eleanor said softly.
“Take turns?” Medea scoffed, “This bed can probably sleep three people at the same time, so how do we take turns? Who sleeps with the Squad Leader when it’s his turn?”
“I, of course, will sleep alone,” Aske stated righteously.
“You sleep by yourself, and we girls have to squeeze together, and you’re okay with that?” Medea immediately rolled her eyes at him.
Aske: ???
Although it sounded unfair, why did it seem a bit off?
“This bed can fit at most five people,” Thira sighed, “But, if we move the mattress and blankets down and spread them on the floor, there would be enough space for everyone to sleep together.”
“So none of us sleep on the bed?” Aske was somewhat speechless.
To have a bed but not letting anyone sleep in it, what kind of situation was this?