Chapter 102: So Unconventional This Time

"I came to see you, and there’s also something I need your help with."

Nina Jacobs said, getting straight to the point.

"You need my help?

You’re so powerful you even trounced the top-ranked combatant, and you still need me to help you?"

Sherry Renner was astonished.

She was just an overlooked nobody who occasionally told fortunes and sold water.

"Mm, do you remember Cole Dempsey?"

"Of course I remember!"

Sherry Renner nearly jumped out of her skin when Nina Jacobs mentioned his name.

She had returned with the other Superpower Users who were absorbed into the Superpower User Alliance. After saying goodbye to Nina Jacobs, she hadn’t seen Cole Dempsey since.

"I figure you have ways of prying things out of him."

Nina Jacobs explained that Cole Dempsey was refusing to cooperate.

Sherry Renner’s eyes immediately lit up with glee.

She rubbed her hands together, a sinister grin spreading across her face.

"Leave this to me, you’ve come to the right person.

I guarantee I’ll make him tell us everything he should, and even things he shouldn’t."

"Let’s just stick to what he’s supposed to say."

Nina Jacobs couldn’t help but laugh.

’As long as Sherry was willing to help, she’d definitely find a way.’

When she brought Sherry Renner over, Myra Lawson happened to be standing outside the interrogation rooms.

Nina could faintly hear angry shouts and the sound of a table being slammed from inside one of the rooms.

She glanced around and saw there were at least six interrogation rooms.

Myra Lawson looked exhausted.

"Nina, you’re here?

And this is...?"

A smile immediately touched Myra Lawson’s lips when she saw Nina.

"This is my friend, Sherry Renner.

She’s an expert in the field of Mysticism."

Nina replied with a smile.

Sherry Renner stared at Nina Jacobs with wide eyes.

This was the first time in her life she had been called an expert in Mysticism.

’An expert...’

"Mysticism?"

Myra Lawson’s eyes lit up.

She’d expected Nina to try an unconventional approach.

But she hadn’t expected anything this unorthodox.

In the past, she’d never believed in Mysticism.

But during the time Ian Chandler was missing, the only thing she could cling to was faith in the divine.

Combined with a series of dreams she’d had, she couldn’t help but feel a certain reverence for such matters.

’Even if she didn’t believe, there was no harm in trying.’

"There seem to be more and more capable young women these days.

To think someone as young as Sherry would know about such things."

Myra Lawson said admiringly.

Even though she had no idea what Sherry actually knew.

"She once helped Cole Dempsey’s group locate several supply caches through divination."

Nina briefly recounted Sherry’s past ordeal.

"She... she can even divine the location of supply caches?"

Myra Lawson had not expected that at all.

When she looked at Sherry Renner again, her gaze held a new, probing quality.

Sherry Renner suddenly felt the pressure.

’Nina didn’t tell me a big shot would be here before she dragged me over, did she?’

Nina patted her on the shoulder and said,

"Don’t feel too pressured. Just think about what Cole Dempsey did to you."

"Don’t worry, ma’am,

I will complete the mission!"

Sherry Renner’s expression instantly turned serious.

"But before I start, I’ll need some vermillion and Talisman Paper. If you can’t get that, regular yellow paper will do."

Sherry Renner said, a little sheepishly.

She was dirt poor now; she was lucky just to have food and water. Of all her old tools of the trade, only a chipped Compass remained.

"That’s simple. I’ll have Ian bring some over."

Shirley Lucas had also arrived. After overhearing their conversation, she had one of the people with her relay a message.

Just then, a weary-looking Myron Sinclair walked out of one of the interrogation rooms.

"Another one who doesn’t know a thing."

Myron Sinclair said to Myra Lawson.

He frowned slightly when he saw Nina, apparently confused as to why she was there.

"I called Nina and her friend here.

Since you can’t get anything out of him, let’s see if they can figure something out."

Shirley Lucas sat down next to Nina with a smile.

"If even a freak like you can’t get anything out of him,

what good will they be."

Myron Sinclair said.

Nina could tell that Myron Sinclair clearly didn’t welcome them.

"Myron, I think you’re just tired.

Why don’t you go rest for a bit."

Myra Lawson interrupted their conversation.

Just then, Ian Chandler arrived, carrying a stack of yellow paper and a container of vermillion, among other things.

"I’m not tired. I want to see how this ’Martial Sorcerer’ runs her scams."

Myron Sinclair said.

"I may be a Martial Sorcerer,

but I’m no scam artist."

Sherry Renner was used to being doubted.

But this time, Nina had brought her here. She could lose her own face, but she couldn’t disgrace Nina.

So, she earnestly picked up a brush, dipped it in the vermillion ink, and began to draw on the paper.

"Nina, what is she drawing? I can’t make heads or tails of it."

Ian Chandler said, looking curiously at the complex patterns and intricate characters on the paper.

It was the first time in his life he had ever seen anything like it.

"Drakonia has a millennia-long cultural heritage. There are many things we’ve never seen, which just means they exist outside our own fields of experience.

So it’s fine if you don’t understand. That’s perfectly normal."

Nina replied, watching Sherry’s focused expression.

’In her previous life, she had asked Sherry what wishes she had yet to fulfill.’

Sherry’s answer had been: to save the world.

"’Though I lack the wings of a phoenix to hold up the heavens, I would be the flame that lights the watchtower.’

It sounds ridiculous, doesn’t it? But that’s what my master taught me since I was a child.

I think he might have brainwashed me..."

Sherry had worn a look of disgust as she said it, but Nina knew at least seventy percent of it was what she truly believed.

’If Sherry’s abilities could finally be recognized, perhaps it wouldn’t be a bad thing for her.’

"Finished!"

Sherry Renner announced, cradling the Talisman Paper like a treasure and blowing on the still-wet ink.

"Then be my guest."

Myron Sinclair settled in, ready for the show.

"That Myron Sinclair is really close to Liam Grant,

and you beat Liam up so badly. That’s why he’s got a problem with you."

Shirley Lucas took the opportunity to whisper in Nina’s ear.

Nina Jacobs nodded slightly.

’So that’s why.’

"Thanks. Your little grapevine is as reliable as ever."

"I’ll take that as a compliment."

Shirley Lucas said with a laugh.

Nina Jacobs and Sherry Renner entered the place where Cole Dempsey was being held.

"You two?!"

Cole Dempsey became instantly agitated the moment he saw them.

But he was restrained and couldn’t move.

"Long time no see, Dempsey."

Nina greeted him with a smile.

"Even if they brought you in, I still don’t know what I don’t know."

Cole Dempsey quickly put two and two together.

’These two must be the shelter’s reinforcements.’

His face hardened, and he refused to say another word.

"I’ll give you one more chance. Who is Hughes?"

Nina Jacobs asked.

A flash of astonishment flickered in Cole Dempsey’s eyes.

"So you do know.

You’re just deliberately keeping quiet."

Nina could see that this Cole Dempsey was a loyal subordinate.

’She wanted to ask what his relationship was with Liam Grant and Renee Strong, but she knew Myra Lawson and the others were watching from outside.’

’She’d just have to investigate that slowly.’

"Don’t worry. If he won’t talk,

I have my ways of making him talk. Hehehe."

Sherry Renner strode up to Cole Dempsey, a malicious grin on her face.

With a sharp CRACK, she slapped him across the face, leaving Cole Dempsey completely stunned.

"Still just resorting to torture. Hmph."

Nina heard Myron Sinclair mutter from outside the door.

However, before Cole Dempsey could react, a piece of Talisman Paper ignited between Sherry Renner’s fingertips.

Cole Dempsey had just opened his mouth to curse when the burning Talisman Paper was stuffed into it.

"Swallow it!"

Another fist slammed into Cole Dempsey’s back, and he actually swallowed the half-incinerated Talisman Paper in one gulp.

"..."

Nina’s expression was complicated.

’Are Sherry’s methods always this brutal...?’