Chapter 72: The Woman Riding the Black Moonlight Unicorn

In the midst of cherry blossoms dancing in the wind, Misaki opened the old diary and read the words of promise written there.

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Ice Zhe stood at the classroom door, took a deep breath, and firmly gripped the secret letter from his mother. The S-class mission commission in his hand required three magical beasts: a dragon, a drake, and a yellow-white soft-furred wendlong. Ice Zhe carefully examined the commission and, finding no additional requirements, sighed, "Can such a trash mission be rated S-class? Are the Mercenary Guild people just trying to boost the mission level to earn more commission fees because fewer people are applying for S-class missions lately?" He then checked the time the mission was posted, which was shortly before the academy decided to come to Dathom.

The three magical beasts required by the mission were now beside Ice Zhe. The wendlong stood on a small rock, looking around as if it wanted to escape; the largest, the yellow-scaled drake, twisted its snake-like body, occasionally spitting out greenish-blue venom that dripped onto the grass, causing it to wither soon after; the smallest, the dragon, lay on the ground, covering its ugly body with its wings, trembling in fear.

"'Zaphino,' take them with you. I'll go out to find you in a few days," Ice Zhe said, looking at something not far away.

A low growl, like a deep roar from some creature's throat, echoed.

Ice Zhe said, "Mm-hm, it's been a long time since I let you out. Go and play."

A black shadow darted past, causing a gust of wind. A giant claw grabbed the drake and soared into the moonlit sky. The wendlong let out an unwilling cry, dragging the small dragon, which was only a few meters long, and followed.

"Mission completed." Ice Zhe put the S-class mission commission back into his pocket and took out another one. This was the A-class mission, which required finding the body of a man named Egilusi Pipikang in Dathom Canyon or proving his death. Ice Zhe's lips curled into an evil smile. Who would issue such an ambiguous mission? If it were a body, it would probably have been eaten by magical beasts long ago. This was clearly a murder commission.

The Mercenary Guild did not accept assassination missions, but this commission did not directly state that someone should be killed. It only required finding a person's body and bringing back proof of death, which did not count as an assassination mission. Of course, the Mercenary Guild people were not blind to the implications, but with money to be made and no explicit mention of killing, they would turn a blind eye.

As for why such a mission was not directly handled by the Assassin Guild, Ice Zhe did not know, but he knew one thing: the Assassin Guild charged very high fees.

Killing a man named Egilusi Pipikang, who lived in Dathom Canyon, and bringing back proof of his death. Ice Zhe thought for a moment, "He probably doesn't live in the heart of the canyon, where there are too many ferocious beasts. It's not suitable for living. So he should be on the outskirts. The direction of the Dragon's Great Waterfall has a richer water source and a better environment, suitable for human habitation. He is likely to be there." With that, he vanished from the spot.

Mid-September, the Dathom Canyon survival exam had been ongoing for sixteen days. Abigail Dain was in the mayor's office, sipping tea and chatting.

A town official handed a document to the mayor, "This is the detailed number of candidates who have withdrawn from the Dathom survival exam over the past half month. It has been verified by the core, and there are no errors."

The mayor didn't look at it, gesturing for Dain to take it.

Dain took it, reading aloud, "As of 24:00 on September 15, the cumulative number of candidates who have withdrawn from the Dathom survival exam is 157,642. Among them, 86,271 withdrew voluntarily, 69,220 withdrew due to illness or injury, and 2,151 withdrew for special reasons. Currently, no students or teachers have died or been disabled."

"Oh, that's good, that's good, that's good," the mayor patted his chest, "It's good that no one has died or been disabled!"

"Yes," Dain smiled, "From the percentage of withdrawals, it's better than the last time."

The mayor was a bit puzzled, "Hey, what does 'withdrawal for special reasons' mean?"

Dain said, "Oh, it's mainly because they couldn't bear the psychological fear and shock. Although they didn't voluntarily withdraw, their teachers believed they were no longer suitable for combat and forced them to withdraw from the exam."

"I see. Hehe..." The mayor laughed, "I didn't have the chance to study at Kurotintin Academy when I was young, which has been a lifelong regret!"

Dain also laughed, "Mayor, don't say that. It's the same wherever you study. Those who studied at Kurotintin aren't necessarily going to become mayors."

"Teacher Dain, you're so eloquent, you're making me, this small mayor, feel like I'm floating," the mayor laughed heartily.

The Spirit Wing is a very peculiar magical beast. It is not large, and its true form is rarely seen. Its body emits a black mist-like spirit that envelops it, making it look like a pair of black wings when flying in the sky, hence the name Spirit Wing.

More than ten thousand kilometers southwest of the Demon Moon Empire lies a scorching desert, known as the 'Forgotten Sea' due to the lost and fallen Wind City. It was noon, and a completely black unicorn was walking step by step through the scorching sand under the blazing sun. A black-haired woman was leaning back on the unicorn's back, savoring the ice grapes in her hand.

In the desert, there were a few rocks that had not been eroded by the wind. Three thieves were drinking and playing cards in the shade of the rocks. After a while, they saw the woman riding the black unicorn approaching.

"That's...," the sun was too bright, and it took them a while to see the person clearly. Their pupils dilated, and they showed signs of fear, "Evil... Evil... Quickly, go and inform the boss!"

Climbing over a large sand dune, there was a huge cave not far behind, surrounded by tents. The ground was filled with wooden boxes, and hundreds of male and female thieves were reveling, eating and drinking nonstop. In front of the largest tent, a handsome young man, about 16 or 17 years old, was hugging a beautiful woman, drinking and groping her. The woman was not a captive; she was smiling and pouring drinks for the surrounding thieves, looking very happy.

The three thieves on lookout ran over in panic, pointing behind them, "Boss... Boss..."

"Hmm?" Jifeng squinted his eyes, as he had already seen the black unicorn approaching from a distance. The noisy and boisterous voices suddenly fell silent, and everyone stared at the woman on the unicorn's back.

The black-haired woman jumped down, walking barefoot on the soft sand. She looked around and suddenly said, "It's very lively here, is it always like this?" Her voice was extremely pleasant and seductive, making people's hearts flutter and feel moved.

The handsome young man kept staring at her feet and said to the woman in his arms, "Why don't you quickly get a pair of beautiful new shoes for the guest? Don't let such beautiful feet get burned."

The woman in his arms didn't know who the black-haired woman riding the unicorn was, but seeing that no one around was speaking, she knew something important must be happening. She quickly went into the tent and brought out a pair of jewel-encrusted leather sandals, placing them in front of the black-haired woman's feet.

The black-haired woman didn't refuse and put them on, finding them quite fitting.

The handsome young man finally took his eyes off her feet and looked up at her. This one look almost made him fall off the box, and he patted his chest, "Why do I always feel this way when I see you? You're already beautiful, and you dress so provocatively. Do you want all the women here to commit suicide?"

Indeed, even the beautiful woman who brought the shoes felt a bit inferior and began to doubt her own beauty after seeing the black-haired woman.

The black-haired woman ignored his words and walked to a wooden box, gesturing for the person on the box to move.

The bearded man on the box was almost flying with excitement and quickly moved away.

The black-haired woman sat down casually. From head to toe, she only wore a black silk scarf folded to less than three fingers wide across her chest, a black silver-patterned thong, and a thin black gauze coat loosely draped over her, not even fastened at the waist.

The young man waved his hand, and hundreds of people immediately dispersed, leaving only the two of them in the cave. "Why did you come to me today?" the young man asked.

The black-haired woman said, "It's not that far, can't I just come to see?"

The young man laughed, "Three thousand kilometers, you don't think it's far? You must have something to do here."

The black-haired woman said, "A few days ago, 'One' found me. He said there's a new person. He asked me to inform you and 'Two'."

"I see," the young man said, a bit displeased, "Tsk! That guy always annoys me. He actually sends a woman to do this running errand. Why doesn't he come himself? But you came at the right time. I have something to show you." The young man whistled, and a Spirit Wing flew to his side. He took out a piece of paper from the black mist and said, "My sister Qin wrote to me." This young man was none other than the famous Jifeng!

The black-haired woman always had a hint of evil charm on her lips, but her voice was cold, "I'm not interested in your sister's news."

"Really? Don't say that. I advise you to take a look," Jifeng smiled slightly, "You're supposed to inform 'Two,' and this letter has news about 'Two.'"

This made the black-haired woman's expression, which had been unchanged, show a slight change. She took the letter from Jifeng and read it, "He's in Thebes!"

"It's not surprising he's there; there's something he wants there," Jifeng said, "If you want to inform him, it will be a bit troublesome. Why don't you let 'One' run to 'Two'? I also need to deal with the matter in the letter."

The black-haired woman laughed, "You want to get back at him, but I don't want to run all the way to 'One.'"

"I won't make a woman run errands," Jifeng said, "I'll send my subordinates to inform him. It's over ten thousand kilometers from here to Thebes. I'll send the Spirit Wing to inform 'Two' and make sure he doesn't run away."

"Let's set off tonight," the black-haired woman said.

"You're really in a hurry," Jifeng looked at her and smiled, "I want to see what kind of person has the qualifications to come in."