The Devil’s Cage

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The young lady was caught off guard by the slap, she fell on the floor, looking shocked.

She couldn’t believe that she would receive a slap to the face, even if he was a Monster Hunter!

Rage filled her heart. She quickly climbed up, glared at Kieran and grumbled

“You will regret everything you’ve…”

Pak!

Before her grumbling finished, the young lady fell on the floor again after Kieran slapped her a second time.

This time, Kieran slapped harder than the first.

The young lady couldn’t even resist and passed out.

Kieran didn’t even care about the unconscious lady, because he knew she was an imposter, an imposter impersonating Wu.

“As expected, the ‘Lord’ that Wier is serving is indeed Wu.”

As for him being a ‘snitch’ and Wu becoming some special person that could significantly affect the entire city, Kieran wasn’t dissatisfied at all.

He was quite grateful, to be honest.

He understood what kind of danger Wu had to face.

Before entering this Title Dungeon, Kieran and Wu had a promise: to identify each other better, Wu will leave a subtle mark at her left sleeve. If anything happened, another mark would appear on her right sleeve.

Now, a lady appeared wearing the robe with the mark only Kieran and Wu knew and yet it wasn’t Wu, which means…

Did something happen to Wu?

The answer was obvious.

She was abducted, and she should have been abducted in a manner in which she couldn’t resist at all.

What was Wu’s power level?

She may not have offense abilities or may not able to use any kind of offensive items as aides, but her body wasn’t bad at all. As a matter of fact, because she didn’t have offense abilities and couldn’t use offensive items, Kieran was sure Wu would keep a lot more life-saving items around her than average players, in addition to her unique abilities, no random John Doe would never be able to abduct Wu, let alone in a way that prevented her from putting up any form of resistance.

“An absolute advantage?”

Amidst his self muttering, Kieran started to search the wooden cottage.

He needed more information!

Therefore, his search was meticulous, even the pages of the books were flipped, but unfortunately, nothing of value was found.

Or more precisely, the things in the wooden cottage might be very mysterious to a commoner, but with Pro-level [Mythical Knowledge], Kieran viewed them as entry-level teaching materials.

He placed the books back on the racks and looked at the imposter on the floor.

This lady shouldn’t be the one that rendered Wu defenseless, but she may know something.

Kieran took the pot of cold water beside him and splashed it on her face.

As the coldness struck, the lady quickly woke up.

However, out of Kieran’s expectations, the lady didn’t growl angrily anymore, she didn’t even do anything radical.

All she did was look at Kieran with a cold, judgmental gaze.

2 to 3 seconds later, she spoke.

“How did you know I lost my powers?”

“I thought I’d done quite in concealing the matter and keeping it a secret from everyone.”

Her words sounded confused.

From the moment she opened her eyes, Kieran’s gaze never left her, especially when she spoke, Kieran’s gaze was glued to her.

Her manner and tone told Kieran that she wasn’t lying, but at the same time, the robe she was wearing was real as well.

Weird.

It was weird regardless of any situation but in this dungeon world…

It became reasonable.

Some scattered, confusing puzzle pieces started to put themselves together in Kieran’s mind, forming a complete picture.

“I see.”

With a sudden realization, Kieran’s eyes at the lady didn’t change, his voice was still as cold as ice. He said, “I have my abilities, just like you have yours.”

A rather far-fetched explanation.

“I know. You have yours, I had mine. We are different from the commoners.”

The young lady seemed proud when her abilities were mentioned.

Looking at the false pride that was established artificially, Kieran really wanted to frown, but he suppressed it and didn’t want to prolong the conversation further.

So, he went to the point.

“You’re asking for me to restore your powers?”

“You are not sincere enough. I hope you can show me your true sincerity and not brush me off with mere words.”

Even though everything about the lady was fake, only Kieran and the mastermind knew, the outsiders remained clueless as to what was going on.

The outsiders still treated her as the special person, the Lord, the lady behind the scenes.

What did it mean?

Extra rewards!

If the lady were really a pitiful soul being used by the mastermind, Kieran, of course, would not treat her like this, but when he felt the faint malicious intent, Kieran didn’t think he should be empathic to an enemy.

Perhaps the malicious intent came from her forged memories, but her identity as an enemy didn’t change.

Kieran would not care either, he didn’t have the capital to do so.

What he knew and believed was only one thing: the best kind of enemy is the dead kind.

But if this enemy had more value to be extracted…

He would try to squeeze as much as possible out of her.

“Although I’ve lost my abilities, in the meantime, I’ve found a way to restore them, and I will not mistreat you either.”

“I know you are very fond of ‘ice fragments.’ So, I had my men prepare some for you.”

“My men will give them to you when you leave.”

The young lady replied as she thought she covered it up well enough.

“Very well, then. We can continue this conversation,” Kieran said.

“Midnight! I need you to be at this place at midnight and take something out for me.”

“When I receive this “thing,” I will give you more rewards.”

“In the meantime, I will order all the officials in Eiders to help you.”

The young lady said as she wrote down an address on a paper and gave it to Kieran.

Without any further conversation, after taking the piece of paper, Kieran didn’t even spare another glance at the lady as he didn’t want to stay, he then turned around and left.

When he left the wooden cottage and reached the exit of the building, Kieran looked at the contents written on the paper.