Chapter 299 The Villain Lady Arrives 127

Chapter 299 The Villain Lady Arrives 127

Alice walked through the bustling town, and the ripples in her heart caused by Tariq's unexpected appearance gradually subsided, replaced by firmness and determination for the challenges she was about to face. The rebellion on the border was like a shadow hanging over her heart, but she knew that only by revealing the truth could she clear the name of the Church of Light and calm the doubts of the royal family and the panic of the people.

Along the way, Alice tried to keep a low profile so as not to alert the enemy. She changed into simple traveler's clothes and hung the badge of the Church of Light around her waist. The small silver cross shone softly and firmly in the sun. She knew that this badge not only represented her identity, but also a symbol of her faith and responsibility.

A few days later, Alice finally arrived at the edge of the rebellion. It was completely different from what she had imagined. There was no battlefield filled with smoke, no refugees fleeing everywhere, only a seemingly peaceful village, but the air was filled with uneasiness and depression. When the villagers saw her, their eyes were filled with curiosity and fear, as if she was a visitor from another world.

Alice did not rush to achieve her goal, but first found a seemingly ordinary inn to stay in, intending to understand the situation before making any plans. In the inn, several villagers were sitting around the stove, talking in low voices, their faces full of worry and confusion. Alice found a corner to sit down, pretending to pack her bag, but actually listening attentively.

"Have you heard? Those rebels are under the banner of the Church of Light, but the pastor of our village is obviously a good man!" an old man sighed.

"Yes, my children often go to church to learn to read. How could they have done it?" a woman echoed.

Alice's heart moved, and she decided to take the initiative. She stood up, walked towards the group of villagers, and asked with a smile and a gentle tone: "Dear villagers, I am the Saint Alice of the Church of Light. I am here to investigate the rebellion on the border. Can you please tell me what the rebels you know look like? Have they left any clues?"

The villagers looked at her in surprise, but then turned to trust and expectation. They talked about what they had seen and heard. Although the information was fragmentary, Alice captured some key information from it:

Although the rebels were under the banner of the Church of Light, their behavior was very different from that of true believers. They burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil, which ran counter to the love and light advocated by the Church of Light.

Alice had a plan in mind. She decided to go deep into the rebels' territory and uncover the truth herself. She expressed her gratitude to the villagers and promised to give them a peaceful living environment. Then, she said goodbye to the inn and embarked on a more dangerous and unknown journey.

Along the way, Alice, with her extraordinary wisdom and courage, cleverly avoided the rebel patrols and gradually approached the core area of ​​the rebels. This was a barren mountain area with several simple camps scattered in the valley, with bursts of noise and roars coming from time to time. Alice found a hidden position and used a telescope to carefully observe the movements in the camp.

She found that many of the rebels were indeed wearing the clothes of the Church of Light, but their eyes were full of violence and greed, completely different from true believers. What shocked Alice even more was that she saw several familiar figures outside the rebel leader's tent - those priests and believers who were once the backbone of the Church of Light, but now became accomplices of the rebels.

Alice's heart sank, but she knew that now was not the time to be sad or angry. She had to stay calm, find evidence, and reveal the truth. So she decided to sneak into the camp and find the key person who could prove everything.

As night fell, Alice used the cover of darkness to quietly approach the rebel camp. With her agility and familiarity with the terrain, she successfully avoided the rebel guards and sneaked into the rebel leader's tent.

The lights in the tent were bright, and the rebel leader was discussing something with several of his confidants. Alice hid in the dark, holding her breath and listening to their conversation. From their conversation, Alice learned a shocking secret: it turned out that the rebellion was not initiated by the Church of Light, but was a conspiracy carefully planned by an ambitious nobleman to seize the throne. He took advantage of the people's dissatisfaction with the royal family and misunderstanding of the Church of Light, and incited rebellion in the name of the Church of Light, attempting to take this opportunity to overthrow the rule of the royal family.

Alice was furious, but she knew that this was not the time to act impulsively. She had to find evidence and make the truth public. So she began to search the tent. After a careful search, she finally found several account books and several secret letters in a secret room. These evidences clearly recorded the collusion and conspiracy between the rebels and the noble, and how they incited and sabotaged in the name of the Church of Light.

Alice carefully put away the evidence and prepared to leave the camp. However, just as she was about to leave the tent, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the tranquility of the night. Several rebel guards discovered her and surrounded her.

Alice's heart suddenly tightened, but she quickly calmed down, her eyes were sharp, and she scanned the surroundings, looking for a way to escape. She knew that every second at this moment was crucial, and the slightest mistake could lead to failure. She took a deep breath and held the evidence in her hand tightly against her chest. It was the key to revealing the truth and could not be lost.

"Who's there?" The rough voice of a rebel guard cut through the night, his tone full of vigilance and hostility.

Alice did not answer, her body tense, ready to respond to any possible attack. She nimbly turned sideways to avoid the first sword light, and at the same time, she kicked the ground with her right foot, leaped up, and rushed to the other side of the tent. However, the rebel guards were obviously well-trained, and quickly adjusted their formation to surround her.

"Don't let her run away, she is a spy of the Church of Light!" another guard shouted loudly, his voice mixed with excitement and nervousness.

Alice cursed inwardly, but remained calm on the surface. She knew that a head-on confrontation was not the best strategy, and she had to outsmart them. She looked around and her eyes fell on a table in the middle of the tent. There was an oil lamp on the table, and the flickering light reflected her resolute face.

"Do you really think I'm an enemy of the Church of Light?" Alice suddenly spoke, her voice not loud but very clear. She tried to distract the guards with her words. "I'm here to expose the real traitor and clear the name of the Church of Light!"

The guards looked at each other, obviously surprised by Alice's words. But after a brief hesitation, they became more determined to capture her. "Stop talking nonsense, catch her!" the leading guard shouted.

Alice's mouth curled up into a cold smile. She had been waiting for this moment. Just as the guards were about to launch a new round of attack, she rushed to the table, grabbed the oil lamp, and threw it at the nearest guard. The oil lamp drew an arc in the air, the lamp oil splashed, and instantly ignited the guard's robe.