"Miss Molan, it's been a while since I last saw you. What is the association...doing? Is it very dangerous?" Jin Taiche asked with concern.

The association's base had already been moved to an underground facility that was considered the "safest in the world". However, yesterday, the association started an emergency relocation again, and this time, the newcomers were arranged to stay in a villa in the outskirts.

This was the association's last stronghold, a legitimate property bought by Josiah. It was originally meant for long-term residence, but the senior members were nowhere to be found.

Jin Taiche was very nervous. Even with Banya, another newcomer, by his side, he still felt anxious. Banya was a girl without any opinions, and they couldn't communicate verbally. She was extremely introverted, often not speaking for a whole day, so Jin Taiche couldn't rely on her for comfort.

Although Jin Taiche was an avid gamer, he preferred a stable and comfortable life surrounded by people. Only in a peaceful environment could he truly enjoy himself. The constant emergency relocations of the association did not suit him. If things continued like this, Jin Taiche would consider fleeing back to his own country.

The spacious villa was empty and silent, making him feel uneasy.

After enduring a difficult period of time, the members of the association he had been eagerly awaiting finally returned. It was Molan, his supervisor, and the person he trusted and liked the most.

Molan didn't have a particularly attractive appearance (her dark circles made her look exhausted) and had a gloomy and unlikeable personality. However, she shared many interests with Jin Taiche, such as playing games.

"Sorry for making you wait. The association was attacked, but...you are safe now. The enemies have been dealt with, and there won't be any more relocations in the future." Molan explained her intentions to the newcomers.

Banya's English wasn't very good, and it took her a while to understand Molan's words. She lowered her head and hugged her knees.

"I'll come back to be with you in a while."

When Banya heard the word "Anli," her eyes slightly brightened. She shyly nodded, and her withdrawn expression relaxed a bit.

Molan poured a cup of hot milk for Jin Taiche and Banya and took out a bag of cookies. She said, "You didn't eat last night, so have something to eat for now. We'll have a big meal when all the members are gathered."

After saying that, she smiled.

Jin Taiche felt that Molan was a bit strange but couldn't pinpoint what it was. The feeling of hunger in his stomach diverted his attention, so he thanked Molan and ate the cookies and milk with Banya.

Molan quietly watched them from the side and occasionally chatted with Jin Taiche.

After they finished eating, the two newcomers felt a strong drowsiness and didn't have much time to say anything. They fell asleep on the floor.

Molan patted their faces separately to ensure they were asleep. Then, she brought gasoline from the garage and poured it on the newcomers and in various corners of the villa.

After completing these tasks, she stood alone outside the door, looking at the association's final property. She sneered and threw the lit lighter into the gasoline. "Goodbye, Destruction Association."

Flames quickly spread throughout the villa. Although there was no prompt in her mind to kill the newcomers, she was certain that those two were as good as dead.

Taking advantage of the dark night, Molan drove to the airport.

With the association's president gone, the other members became disorganized and lost. They were probably at a loss without their guiding figure. Molan, after being resurrected, didn't care about them. She killed the newcomers, took their points, destroyed the association's last base, and went to seek refuge with the "All-Seeing Eye."

Molan had a serious mental illness of split personality since she was young. When her sister was alive, she had been trying to find a way to treat her.

Since her sister was killed, she started to indulge in her illness and pursued her revenge plan. Through training, Molan discovered that she could switch personalities by sleeping.

The current Molan was the original personality, the true Molan, while the disturbed Molan with intellectual problems was the alter ego.

Ironically, only the alter ego was the author, not the original personality. Horror Novel Web didn't recognize the original personality as the author either. Molan could only switch to the alter ego status and infiltrate the association.

The original personality could constantly suggest to the alter ego, influencing its behavior, such as making it have nightmares so that it would be afraid to sleep. This way, the alter ego wouldn't easily switch back to the original, as it would cause the disappearance of Molan's mark, arousing the suspicion of the association's president.Why did she do this? Because she wanted to witness the day the Association was destroyed with her own eyes, even if it meant sacrificing her life.

"Sister, I finally... finally avenged you..."

On the way to the airport, Molan shed tears. For this day, she had endured for many years, enduring countless lonely and cold nights with weariness and sadness.

Whenever she wanted to give up, the flames of hatred in her heart reminded her to persevere.

Persevere, and one day, Velley would pay for his actions.

She wiped her eyes and continued forward.

The war was not over yet, she couldn't rest yet.

After seeking refuge in the "All-Seeing Eye," she would use the power of the new organization to eliminate the remnants of the Association completely. Only then could she finally sleep well, truly sleep.

Now, she had to leave Twisted Contract and take a plane to Egypt, where she would meet with the "All-Seeing Eye."

...

At the airport security checkpoint, Molan was suddenly stopped by a security officer.

"Miss Aniston, it has been detected that you haven't traveled abroad for a long time. Before boarding, we need to update your identification information."

Aniston was Molan's real world name.

Molan was stunned and asked curiously, "What should I do?"

"Please follow me, it won't take up too much of your time," the security officer said politely.

Molan followed the security officer through the security channel and into a corridor. As they went further inside, there were fewer and fewer people around. She gradually felt that something was wrong and asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Right here," the security officer pointed to an iron door at the end of the corridor.

This person... why does their voice sound familiar?

Molan suspiciously looked at the iron door, feeling that this didn't seem like a place for processing business. She took a step back and said, "Let's go somewhere else. It's gloomy here, and I have a bad feeling about it."

"Oh no, that's a problem." The security officer suddenly pulled out a handgun and pointed it at the back of Molan's head. "Could you please cooperate? Molan, Miss Molan."

Molan's heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat. She stiffly turned her head and looked at the security officer. The officer grinned, tearing off the human skin mask on their face.

"An-an, why are you..."

"Hurry up and go in. The President is waiting for you!" An-an impatiently knocked Molan's head with the barrel of the gun.

"The President..."

The shock in her heart overwhelmed the pain in her head. Molan's back gradually became soaked in cold sweat as she stiffly opened the iron door and stepped into the room.

The room was spacious, and all the members of the Association were seated around the conference table. And at the end of the table, was the President-Velley who was supposed to be dead.

Everyone coldly stared at Molan, even Kana, who was the gentlest towards Molan, had icy eyes.

An-an closed the door, took a seat, and looked at her mockingly.

"Why... why are all of you..."

Like tourists observing animals, everyone was watching Molan. Molan stood dazedly at the door, her brain temporarily unable to comprehend what had happened.

"Molan, please have a seat." The President still had a kind expression, and he pointed to the chair in the corner. "It's for you."

"What... what happened?" Tears welled up in Molan's eyes, and she squeezed out these words through her gritted teeth.

"What happened? I wanted to ask you the same question." The President asked with a smile, "It's very late, where were you intending to go alone? Why did my rookie die?"

"..."

A sense of sorrow overwhelmed Molan's heart.

So that's how it was. The President and Xu Fang sacrificing themselves was all a diversion. His true goal was to lure her out.

The President's tactics were successful, she easily took the bait, walking right into the trap he set up. The evidence of her betrayal was as solid as a mountain, she had completely lost the people's support, and no one would plead for her. Traitors cannot be forgiven.

"Why aren't you saying anything?"

"Hahaha... hahahaha!!" Suddenly, Molan tilted her head back and laughed madly."Molan, Lord Velley is talking to you. You cannot be disrespectful!" Emily stood up angrily.

"It's alright." The president raised his hand to stop the elf and quietly watched Molan, who was in a state of hysteria. "I'm curious, how did you disguise yourself as the author? You don't seem like the author in your current state."

"I don't want to answer any questions from my enemies!"

"Well, both in your eyes and demeanor, you are different from the usual Molan. I must say, your disguise is quite good, and it even fooled me." Velley applauded.

The applause was particularly grating.

"Xu Fang couldn't get rid of you, huh? You, a devil who should have been in hell!" Molan stared at Velley, the chief, with bloodshot eyes.

"Is that all you have to say?" In the face of Molan's malicious cursing, Velley remained calm and composed.

"Humph... haha, Velley, even if Xu Fang didn't kill you, you will be destroyed sooner or later. Your evil deeds will be punished!"

"What evil deeds have I committed? Can you please enlighten me?"

"You killed my sister... my only family. And you must pay for her life."

"Both you and your sister were members of the Lily Sect?"

"Yes!"

"The remnants of the Lily Sect... you have chosen the wrong path, and it's a pity you won't see the error of your ways."

"It's not us who are wrong, it's you. Don't search for excuses for your ugly greed!"

"..." Velley sighed, as if he had lost interest in communicating with her. Two people with different beliefs could never persuade each other.

"Molan, you have betrayed the Association, colluded with external enemies, and harmed the common interests of the Association. You will be punished. Do you have any last words before you die?"

Since meeting the president, Molan knew she couldn't escape death. When faced with true death, she became open-minded and had the courage to say anything.

"My biggest regret in life is that I won't live to see the moment of your downfall. Even though I lost, it doesn't mean you won!"

Molan raised her hands and fanatically shouted:

"Long live the Lily Sect, may it never die! The Association will be destroyed! I'll be waiting for you in hell! Hahahaha!"

"Go ahead, An Li." Velley said calmly.

"Yes."

An Li fired three shots at Molan, hitting her throat, heart, and lungs respectively.

At such close range, Molan couldn't dodge, or maybe she had already given up hope of survival.

Her clothes were stained red with blood.

She covered her pierced windpipe, leaning against the wall and slowly sliding to the ground.

Perhaps due to lack of oxygen, she went into shock. At the moment of near-death, Molan's main personality switched back to her secondary one, and she returned to being the silly, always listless girl she used to be.

"President... Lord..."

"Kana-neechan..."

"Molan feels so cold..."

Tears streamed down her face, thinking she was being bullied again. She wanted to hide in Kana's embrace, but she felt so tired and couldn't stand up anymore.

"Molan... really sleepy... going to sleep..."

"..."

Molan's body disappeared, leaving no trace of blood.

An Li searched through Molan's memories and after a while, he showed a disappointed expression and looked at the president, saying, "Molan has two personalities. I only got memories of the secondary personality. The main one is not the author, and left nothing behind."

Without memories of the main personality, the Association wouldn't know how Molan had secretly colluded with Xu Fang or if there was any connection to the "All-Seeing Eye."

"A dual personality... seems like Molan's main personality should have similar characteristics to Number 9. Not the author, but possessing the nature of the author."

"Lord Velley, now that Xu Fang and the traitors have been eliminated, should we take action against Kurozawa Rengatsu and Ma Youcai?" Nagi asked.

With the removal of the Association's tumors and the destruction of Xu Fang, Nagi was in a good mood. He truly admired the president, finding him faultless in abilities, intelligence, and charismatic personality. Under the president's leadership, the future of the Association looked bright.Velley glanced at Nagi and said, "The matter is not over yet. We still have to continue our battle with Xu Fang. Xu Fang may not be dead."

"What?" Everyone was incredulous.

What exactly did Xu Fang do? How could he survive the attack of the God of Destruction? His vitality was too terrifying.

Velley chuckled, "Don't be surprised. I'm just saying that Xu Fang has the possibility of survival because we don't know his pen name and cannot confirm his death through his novels. Xu Fang also knows that we do not know his pen name, so after escaping the Controller's pursuit, he might fake his death to make us lower our guard."

Josiah frowned, "If that's the case, Heize Rengatsu and Ma Youcai might be decoys. If our people rush over there, they will be attacked by Xu Fang."

"Even if they are decoys, we still need to send someone to eliminate them... Let Number Nine go, she is the most suitable candidate."

Josiah's resurrection item cooldown had not ended, so the Guild President couldn't let the members of the association go. Under the government's strict surveillance, ordinary people would find it difficult to carry out assassination missions (their identities might be bought by other authors), let alone observe the moment of an author's death - the moment when an author's existence is erased, the memories of ordinary people would be corrected by the world.

Number Nine, with her author attributes, had no such concerns. Even if she was captured or killed, the author would not acquire any memories from her, thus not knowing any detrimental information about the association.

"Is it possible that Xu Fang escaped?" Kana speculated, "Since he has a way to escape from the Controller, he doesn't need to fight us to the death."

"The third round of battle has just begun," Velley smiled. "Even if he doesn't want to fight me, I have a way to force him out. Emily, can you still do divination?"

"You can do one more divination today, sir."

"Then let's divine that matter again."