Chapter 143 Secret Meeting
The dark bell tower exudes a gloomy atmosphere.
Alan climbed up the spiral staircase.
The dusty stairs had only his footprints on them.
Has the Weaver Girl not come yet?
With doubts, Alan pushed open the rusty iron door at the end of the stairs.
The dim attic was filled with the smell of motor oil.
Click--click--
The sound of the clock gears turning is particularly harsh.
The girl in the black cloak stood with her back to the door.
Silent as a black widow spider.
Alan closed the door with his backhand and locked it.
Tentatively asked the cloaked girl: "Sister Zhinu?"
The girl turned around and lifted the hood of her cloak.
Revealing a beautiful yet unfamiliar face.
Long straight black hair, a delicate oval face and a small cherry mouth.
If it weren't for her still curvy, hot and sexy figure, she would be like a completely different person.
"Disguise?" Alan guessed.
The Weaver Girl shook her head and chuckled, "Transformation Technique!"
The 2nd-ring "Transfiguration" is slightly more powerful than the 1st-ring "Disguise".
Disguise is just an illusion.
The transformation technique is a real change.
Not only body shape, weight, appearance, skin color and race, but even gender can be transformed.
Alan walked up to her and looked at her pretty face.
"Although your true appearance is more beautiful, I still miss your former appearance when you were not beautiful."
"Oh? Your quirk is really weird!"
Zhinu frowned and analyzed the situation seriously.
"At that time, I deliberately dressed up as an ugly monster!"
"A normal man shouldn't be obsessed with chubby faces and bulbous noses."
"So, what you miss is my big mouth and thick lips, right?"
"…How could you guess it?"
Alan's scalp tingled, and he felt like his underwear had been seen through.
The Weaver Girl smiled calmly and continued to analyze his psychology:
"Actually, I can understand your mentality."
"The cherry-shaped mouth is beautiful, but it is another matter to say whether it is practical."
"For example, when I asked you to come out to play before, my big mouth and thick lips must have made you feel very comfortable biting them, right?"
"You're awesome!" Allen nodded repeatedly, convinced. "Why don't you just change back?"
"Bah! Why didn't I realize before that you are so shameless!"
In the eyes of the Weaver Girl, besides contempt, there was also a hint of burning heat.
"But then again..."
"If you're willing to give me a free treat, this can be negotiated."
"Forget it then!" Allen changed the subject. "Why did you come to this island and look for me so late at night? What's the matter?"
The Weaver Girl smiled without answering and put on a spider mask.
"So you are..." Alan stared in surprise, "Spanna from the Beast Cult?!"
"Stop pretending!" Spanna sneered, saying with disdain, "I don't believe you didn't find out until today!"
Alan shrugged, the horror on his face turning into helplessness.
"I did doubt it. After all, your beastly characteristics are too special."
"On Magic Stone Island, the way you looked at me wasn't right either."
"Among girls, there are very few with eyes as evil and crazy as yours."
"Evil, charming and crazy..." Spanna couldn't help laughing, "You are so good at describing it! Besides this, what other flaws did I reveal?"
"If I'm not mistaken, you secretly let me go on the Magic Stone Island, otherwise there wouldn't be only Locke chasing me at that time." Allen said thoughtfully.
"You have a conscience!" Spanna said, smiling, "You haven't repaid me for this favor yet! How about using it as a deduction for three nights' stay?"
"No more than once."
"Stingy!" Spanna rolled her eyes at him.
"You come to me, aren't you afraid that I will report you to the academy? In fact, you are a spy planted inside the academy by the Beast Cult?" Alan asked in a low voice.
"I came to you, so I'm not afraid that you would tell on me." Spanna said calmly, "If I die, your whole family will die, believe it or not?"
Alan couldn't help but believe it.
"Besides you, who are the other cultists in town?"
"Two plague warlocks, you know them too, Jamie and Sarah."
Spanna seemed fearless and didn't mind revealing the cult's plans.
"After investigating for so long, we are basically sure that the statue of the God of Plague is on you!"
"The three of us came to Quinte Island this time for two purposes."
"The first step was to spread the plague on the island to pave the way for future missionary work."
"The second is to take back the statue of the God of Plague and kill your entire family."
Although he had expected it, Alan couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine when he heard Spanna's intention in person.
"Haha, are you scared now?"
Spanna looked at him with a hint of pity in her eyes.
"If you had known this would happen, why would you have stolen our things in the first place?"
"Bad boy, if you do something wrong, you will be punished."
"Is it too late to make amends if I admit my mistake now?" Alan asked with a glimmer of hope.
Unexpectedly, Spanna smiled and nodded.
"If someone else did this, their entire family would have to die."
"But you're different."
"My dear, I love you so much and treat you like my own sweetheart. How can I bear not to give you a chance to live?"
"Give me back the statue of the God of Plague, and I will keep your family safe."
Her demeanor and tone were very much like the Big Bad Wolf trying to trick Little Red Riding Hood.
Alan even suspected that Spanna was just stalling for time by talking nonsense with him here.
Two of her fellow warlocks, Jamie and Sarah, had gone to the Panthers'.
Kidnapped his sister and parents, threatened him to submit...
The classic drama of the hidden motive being revealed is about to begin, right?
Suppressing his anxiety, Allen calmly asked Spanna:
"You let my family go, aren't you afraid of being punished by the higher-ups of the cult?"
Spanna chuckled, paced back and forth with her hands behind her back, a hint of pride between her brows.
"The Beast Worship Cult is concerned with taking back the statue of the God of Plague."
" As for how to punish the thief, it can be big or small."
"I have a little background in the cult."
"Unless I cause a big mess, my boss will always turn a blind eye to me."
Alan could see that she was avoiding the main issue and her background seemed complicated.
Suddenly a guess came to my mind: Could Spanna be a double agent?
Putting this thought aside for the moment, Alan presented the speech he had prepared long ago.
"I hid the statue of the God of Plague in a very secret place."
"I also set up a small mechanism. Every once in a while, I have to reset the timer, otherwise the statue will be blown to pieces!"
"So, you'd better not touch my family..."
"That's enough!" Spanna said impatiently. "I'm not interested in what you're saying. I just want to ask you one question: Are you going to return the statue of the God of Plague or not?"
"I can return the statue to you, but I'm not sure."
"Huh? What do you mean?" Spanna's eyes turned cold.
"Hand over the statue of the God of Plague. I'm afraid you'll kill me ." Alan told the truth.
"Haha~ I'm not tired of playing with you yet, how can I bear to kill you?" Spanna smiled evilly.
Alan could return the statue of the God of Plague to her since he had already squeezed out all the value of the statue.
However, since Spanna said "I'm not tired of playing yet", it means that I still have a chance to raise the price.
So, why not give it a try?
"Do you have any similar statues?"
Alan asked Spanna.
Spanna hesitated for a moment, then answered slowly:
"I don't have the statue of the plague god that the rat people worship."
"I have the statue of the insect mother that the insectoids worship."
No wonder.
Alan felt relieved.
No wonder I received a system prompt as soon as I entered the attic.
The scent of special ingredients was detected from Spanna.
That familiar aura was similar to that of a statue of the God of Plague.
However, the potential contained is even stronger!
"Besides ensuring my family's safety, I have three conditions."
"First, lend me the statue of the Worm Mother Goddess for observation."
"Second, give me a tranquilizing meditation awakening potion."
"Three, help me kill those two rats that are spreading the plague."
"Promise me these three conditions. After the matter is accomplished, I will personally return the statue of the God of Plague to you intact."
After saying this, Alan tensed up and prepared to fight with Spanna.
These three conditions are more excessive than each other!
If you put yourself in Alan's shoes, even he himself couldn't accept it.
In the best case scenario, Spanna would bargain with him.
And in the not-so-wonderful circumstances...
It was no surprise that Spanna was so enraged by the exorbitant price that she turned hostile and started a fight.
Spanna frowned her long, willow-shaped eyebrows and remained silent.
The tense silence lasted for a long time in the bell tower.
It was finally broken by her sigh.
"Alan, you really dare to ask for such a high price!"
"The first two conditions are easy to deal with, but the third one is a bit confusing to me."
Alan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
What he actually cares about are the first two points; the third point is not that important.
Spanna's reaction was beyond his expectations.
Generosity bordering on miracle!
If she has no other agenda, it only means that the things that I value are nothing in her eyes.
It's like an adult pretending to snatch candy from a child and acting like a fuss, but he is just teasing the child.
This seems to imply that Spanna's position in the Beast Cult is far more than just a small lower-level deacon!
"I have the Worm Mother Statue and the Awakening Serum on hand." Spanner said calmly, "As for Jamie and Sarah... they are not very strong. Can you handle them on your own?"
"I can, but I want your hands to be stained with blood, too."
"Oh... I understand." Spanna sneered, "You force me to murder my own people, become your accomplice, and get on board your pirate ship?"
Alan nodded in acknowledgment.
"Haha! Jamie and Sarah are just insignificant little characters. Even if we kill them, it won't be a big deal."
"But why should I be led by you by the nose?!"
"If you want to tie me up on this pirate ship, you'll have to pay a price yourself!"
Spanna turned and looked at Alan, her smile wicked and her eyes fiery.
"I can agree to all three of your conditions, but... you have to compensate me for thirty times of unpaid service!"
"Thirty times? Absolutely not!"
Alan immediately switched into business mode and bargained expertly.
"I'll let you do it for free... five times at most!"
