Chapter 617: Full of suspicious points

“Look, Chasca, what did I just say? Don’t think I’m joking…” Su Yuan said helplessly.

“Even though that small knife really does seem to be mine, how could I possibly be the one who killed Chuychu?”

“That’s right. I can also testify for Su Yuan,” Mavuika nodded.

“Su Yuan has been by my side the whole time, never once leaving my sight. He simply didn’t have the chance to kill Chuychu.”

“Not to mention, Su Yuan has absolutely no motive to do such a thing.”

“Yes…” Chasca also sighed helplessly.

“Although I haven’t known Su Yuan for long, I truly believe he would never do something like this.”

“Then the situation now is very clear: either Su Yuan accidentally lost his small knife, Chuychu happened to pick it up, then somehow overheard the conversation between Su Yuan and me, returned to her room, wrote this note, and used the knife to take her own life…”

Chasca analyzed, but the more she spoke, the more improbable it sounded:

“If it really happened like that, with each step linking so perfectly, the probability would be ridiculously low…”

“So the situation is obvious now: someone secretly overheard the conversation between Su Yuan and Mavuika, stole Su Yuan’s knife, killed Chuychu, then tried to frame Su Yuan and spark internal conflict among us.”

“That possibility definitely exists. But that person underestimated one thing: our trust in Su Yuan!” the Traveler said firmly.

“Su Yuan would absolutely never intentionally harm anyone!”

“But even so… some things still don’t make sense.”

Paimon frowned deeply, confused:

“Su Yuan and Mavuika are both extremely strong—experts among experts. What kind of person could possibly listen in on their conversation and steal the knife from Su Yuan without either of them noticing?!”

Everyone fell silent again.

Because honestly, that sounded like something almost impossible.

“Sigh… but regardless, we should at least lay Chuychu to rest first…”

Chasca let out a deep, helpless sigh:

“And what’s even more important is this: Chuychu is already dead, yet I still haven’t obtained the Ancient Name… I still haven’t become the new tribe hero.”

“If that’s the case, doesn’t that mean Chuychu died for nothing?”

Her words were exactly what Su Yuan had been thinking…

That feeling he had earlier—there was no mistake.

Chuychu’s death should’ve been the trigger that allowed Chasca to become a hero… yet nothing happened.

Why?

“That Great Spirit… When I went to the Kingdom of the Night last time, I originally planned to speak with her. But I didn’t even catch a glimpse of her…”

Su Yuan said with a touch of frustration:

“I have so many questions I want to ask the Great Spirit right now…”

“Actually, if you want to communicate with the Great Spirit, you don’t necessarily need to go to the Kingdom of the Night,” Mavuika said.

“I forgot to tell you before—if you want to communicate with the Great Spirit, you can also use a Perception Core Stone made primarily of obsidian.”

“And that happens to be what the Night-Wind Tribe’s elder specializes in.”

“Su Yuan, remember the shaman from the Night-Wind Tribe I introduced yesterday? Citlali? She has another title—the ‘Granny Itztli.’ Crafting Perception Core Stones is precisely her specialty.”

“Alright… Then after we help Chasca bury Chuychu, we’ll head to the Night-Wind Tribe,” Su Yuan sighed softly.

If he still had his ability to rewind upon death, he might’ve been able to go back, change everything, and save Chuychu…

But now, that was impossible.

“No need. Time is tight. Leave Chuychu’s burial to me,” Chasca said firmly. “Don’t worry—since I managed to survive the Abyss’s influence just now, I won’t collapse again.”

Since Chasca insisted, Su Yuan and the others didn’t argue.

They said their farewells and prepared to head to the Night-Wind Tribe.

After some time, Su Yuan and Mavuika arrived at the Night-Wind Tribe and successfully met their leader,Bilan.

“Bilan, has Citlali returned yet?” Mavuika asked.

“No,” Bilan shook his head.

“And honestly… I find that strange as well.”

“Although Citlali and her eldest grandson, Ororon, often have disagreements and conflicts from time to time, it has already been an entire day, and Citlali still hasn’t brought Ororon back. This has never happened before…”

“Citlali is an invaluable talent—not just for our Night-Wind Tribe, but for all of Natlan. Nothing must happen to her. So I was just about to perform a divination to confirm the whereabouts of Citlali and Ororon.”

“Alright, then we’ll trouble you with that, Bilan,” Mavuika nodded.

“We really do have something urgent that requires seeing Citlali.”

Bilan then began using the Night-Wind Tribe’s magic to perform the divination…

However, not long after, Bilan’s face twisted into an expression of complete confusion.

“How can this be? The divination yields no useful information at all, almost as if something is interfering…”

“Could it be that Citlali is intentionally disrupting my divination and doesn’t want me to know where she is?”

“But if that’s the case, why would she do that?”

“And more than that—this interference… it isn’t just her. There seems to be another strange force involved as well…”

Seeing Bilan’s divination fail, Su Yuan suddenly felt a familiar sense of déjà vu…

Back in Mondstadt, when the astrologer Mona performed a reading, it was also disrupted…

And the source that caused the interference was— The power of Eerie!!!

“Mavuika, Traveler, Paimon—step aside with me for a moment!”

Su Yuan pulled them to the side and said:

“I suspect that Citlali and Ororon may have run into some kind of accident!!!”

“Because the presence of Eerie power will disrupt this kind of divination!!!”