The figure of the priestess glided through the skies above Bright Light City.

 

Since she was currently using the identity of “Dawn,” Violet couldn’t conveniently summon the exclusive 【Divine Feather】 that belonged to the priestess. However, as a top-tier player at level 110, she certainly didn’t lack the ability to fly.

 

In fact, among the skills granted by the 【Dominion of the Fox Mask】, there was one particularly convenient mobility skill, which allowed Miss White Fox to remain airborne at all times, essentially walking on air.

 

This skill was called 【Three Paths Journey】.

 

Just like the previous 【Dance of Rebirth】, most of Dawn’s abilities leaned towards the intangible and ethereal aspects of souls, like guiding the deceased and redeeming souls. In short, abilities more suited to dealing with the dead, ghosts, and spirits.

 

These were mostly supportive abilities.

 

As for the name “Sanzu (Three Paths),” it undoubtedly refers to the underworld.

 

The meaning of 【Three Paths Journey】 might imply that Dawn’s skill grants her the unique ability to freely traverse the Sanzu River, with indifference to life and death.

 

Although, Violet herself didn’t particularly feel the depth of this ability.

 

After all, she already possessed many resurrection spells that defied logic, and while the abilities granted by the 【Dominion of the Fox Mask】 were quite decent, they still felt somewhat redundant compared to her primary skills.

 

That’s why the 【Dominion of the Fox Mask】 was considered only a Semi-Divine artifact.

 

Using the power of 【Three Paths Journey】, Violet was now on her way to find someone.

 

Hmm… to be precise, the target might not exactly be human.

 

While the 【Dance of Rebirth】 allowed the souls that had been assimilated by the 【Faceless One】’ power to find peace, through the brief connection between souls, the entity that stood above the 【Faceless One】—the one they referred to as “Master”—was subtly revealed to Violet during the process.

 

This being is somewhere in this city.

 

Without a doubt, it is the true mastermind behind the 【Faceless One】’s chaos in Bright Light City.

 

No, perhaps it should be called… “He.”

 

Soon, the girl found her target.

 

She descended from the sky, landing on the clean, well-maintained stone-paved path, and looked around.

 

This was on the outskirts of the Bright Light district, in an open-air courtyard of a residence that was neither impoverished nor luxurious.

 

Not far away, a clear stream flowed gently, and a few old trees, pruned with care despite their age, were scattered around the pond’s edge.

 

Beneath the trees was a stone pavilion with four stone seats and a round table. Though it was meticulously cleaned, the weathered marks on the stone table unmistakably indicated its age.

 

It was evident that this was a typical small religious family estate within the Holy Empire—one that had some assets and history but was not particularly prosperous.

 

Families like this one mostly rose to prominence during the Third Demon War, about three hundred years ago. Their ancestors’ heroic deeds in that great battle earned them recognition from the newly established Holy Church, which was eager to win people over. This laid the foundation for these small families to develop.

 

When we say “family,” we’re usually talking about three or four generations, with maybe a dozen or so members. In smaller cases, it could be just two generations—parents and children, nothing more.

 

“……”

 

The courtyard was eerily quiet, with no signs of life. After glancing thoughtfully around, the girl didn’t linger outside. Instead, she turned and pushed open the unlocked main door of the inner chamber and stepped inside.

 

She was immediately greeted by the sight of the main hall.

 

The lighting was somewhat dim. It seemed this family didn’t favor using magical lamps, as there were still several half-burned candles placed in the corners of the hall.

 

Violet knew that this was common in many religious families within the Holy Empire. They seemed to believe that praying in natural or candlelight was a form of respect for the Goddess of Light. Using overly bright magical lamps might overshadow the goddess’s presence and be seen as disrespectful.

 

One could only wonder how such a peculiar custom came to be.

 

If a simple magical light could outshine the goddess’s radiance, then that deity might not be as mighty as one would think.

 

The girl mused quietly upon seeing the surroundings. But this thought was fleeting, and soon her attention shifted to a figure kneeling in the corner of the hall, facing away from the door, muttering prayers in a low voice.

 

“Believer Jeremy offers you his sincere prayers… May the Holy Light be upon me… dispel…”

 

“Hey.”

 

The girl’s soft call interrupted the man’s deep prayer, like a ray of light piercing through the gloom, instantly sweeping away the oppressive atmosphere in the room. She pushed the main doors wide open, allowing sunlight to pour in from outside, casting a long shadow on the back of the holy knight.

 

“Hmm? Who’s there…?”

 

Seeming confused by the sudden voice, the man, named Jeremy Murray, slowly turned his head. His somewhat cloudy eyes met the clear light-blue gaze of Miss White Fox.

 

“You’re… the one who was with Her Highness the Saintess before? What brings you here unannounced? Does Her Highness have a new divine command to convey?”

 

“Jeremy Murray… so it really is you.”

 

The lack of any meaningful exchange between them deepened the confusion on the man’s face. He finally stood up, covering the statue of the Goddess of Light on the altar with a white cloth. Then, taking a few steps forward, his body not covered by the white holy knight armor moved closer.

 

“You… I recall your name is Dawn, right? So, what brings you here? If it’s about the investigation into the previous incidents, I’ve already told everything I know. As you can see, I’m currently under direct orders from Her Highness the Saintess to rest at home and am not on duty. Even if you are someone close to Her Highness, entering a private residence without permission is a bit…”

 

Ignoring Jeremy’s somewhat helpless and subdued explanation, Violet simply glanced around the now-empty main hall, her tone indifferent.

 

“The other members of this Murray family, and those miscellaneous others… did you send them to attack the Bright Light Temple? No wonder the reinforcements took so long to arrive.”

 

“Huh?”

 

Startled by the words spoken by Miss White Fox, Jeremy suddenly stepped forward, seemingly trying to cover the girl’s mouth. However, Violet simply sidestepped, evading his attempt to restrain her.

 

Before he could turn around, the air was filled with his panicked and tense exclamation.

 

“Miss Dawn, you can’t say such things casually! Even if you gave me ten Jeremy’s worth of courage, I wouldn’t dare attack the Bright Light Temple! My father and the others are just temporarily away on business. If you don’t believe me…”

 

“Ah, you’re not wrong about that.”

 

The girl propped her chin on her hand, tilting her head thoughtfully.

 

“The real Jeremy Murray would certainly not dare to attack the Bright Light Temple. He lacks both the intention and the capability. But your words might not be the same.”

 

“Wait, what exactly are you trying to…”

 

“Oops.”

 

A deep magical beam abruptly pierced through the man’s chest. From the horrifying void, a pitch-black gem, radiating endless magical energy, could still be seen floating lightly beside Miss White Fox.

 

The most vulnerable and crucial human heart was instantly vaporized into ashes, but the precise and powerful beam did not harm any part of his body outside its target area. The man’s attempt to turn around was also frozen in place at the same time.

 

“You really enjoy this kind of pointless drama, don’t you? Even when it’s obvious that your actions are seen through, you still put on a show and waste both our time?”

 

“So the ‘master’ of the 【Faceless One】 is someone who can’t handle losing, after all?”