Mission in another world with my transformed best friend

"Hey, what's wrong with this ring? Do you know anything about it?"

Wang Kai paused for a moment, raised his hand to look at "Reviewing The Lord of the Rings," and casually asked a question.

Zhang Lan examined it for a while, as if she had discovered something shady. Then, her almond-shaped eyes widened in anger, and she reached out and pulled the curtains on the carriage window. As the light dimmed, the magic stone on the ring emitted a faint purple light, which seemed mysterious and a little... eerie.

"Where did you steal this 'review ring' from?"

"Steal? Look at what you're saying, this is our 'trophy,' taken on a dark and windy night... Ouch, that hurts, what are you doing?"

A delicate foot "accidentally" touched Wang Kai's calf with the heel of a high heel. After wincing in pain, Wang Kai rubbed the spot where he had been kicked with a wronged expression.

Zhang Lan sat up straight, crossed his arms, and looked every bit the "rule of law professor" as he explained.

"Are you aware that the 'Review Ring' is a 'controlled item' on this continent, and ordinary people are not allowed to possess or use it at will?"

Wang Kai carefully recalled the "anti-interception" incident that night, and it seemed that the petite female warrior with two swords had mentioned it, so he nodded.

"Knowing that, why did you still ask 'What are you doing?' Let me ask you this: if in the old world, you were strolling down the street with a real gun, occasionally firing a shot as you walked, what would happen?"

"It'll become a six-star (GTA warning)... No, at best you'll end up in jail, at worst you'll be shot dead on the spot! You're saying it can't be that serious..."

"Of course, these items, which are controlled by the Empire, can only be used by 'strong individuals' recognized by the Empire. Once the Empire discovers that an 'unknown person' has possessed and used them without authorization, you will be in deep trouble, no matter how serious the matter is!"

"You're making it sound so convincing, like it's true. But how do you know?"

"Heh~ Have you forgotten? The most effective way to understand the history, culture, society, and laws of this world is through books. What was I reading that night while you were engrossed in that 'Game Secrets' book?"

"Ah, that night? I remember now, you wet your pants...wait, what are you doing?"

Zhang Lan reflexively wanted to repeat the previous heel kick, but she stopped halfway with her foot out, and at the same time, a small hand reached out in front of Wang Kai.

"Give it to me, I'll dispose of it for you. If things come to light, even my identity as a 'reclusive saint' won't be able to help you..."

"Squeak~"

Suddenly, the carriage braked sharply. Zhang Lan, who had raised one foot, lost her balance and leaned forward. In the last moment before losing her balance, she could only use the foot she had just raised to step forward and barely managed to touch the edge of the opposite seat to maintain her posture. At the same time, there was a hint of panic and anger on her small face.

Although Wang Kai was sitting with his back against the seat and was not affected, the fear that flashed across his face was a clear sign of "surviving a disaster".

Because Zhang Lan's foot landed squarely on the edge of the seat between his legs, if her foot had been raised even a few centimeters higher, combined with the long heel of her high heel, his "billion-dollar scrotum" would have been subjected to a nuclear-level attack...

Zhang Lan seemed oblivious to this, and as expected, a cacophony of voices arose around the carriage. He then spoke towards the front.

"What's wrong with the driver? He suddenly stopped..."

"Um, I'm so sorry, Your Holiness, someone recognized this carriage and knew you were inside. I didn't want to bother with them, but after a few shouts, the carriage was surrounded. They... they insisted on seeing you in person before they would let you pass..."

"Cut~"

The "law professor" expression on Zhang Lan's face vanished in an instant, replaced by a professional idol-like smile. She withdrew her "deadly scissor kick," sat down, adjusted her posture, straightened her chest and raised her head, slowly opened the carriage window, and leaned her head in slightly. Immediately, exclamations from outside filled the air, like a cacophony of gongs and drums, with red flags waving in the wind...

Despite the noise outside, Zhang Lan seemed completely at ease, showing no stage fright whatsoever. She was just like a superstar walking the red carpet at the Cannes Film Festival, conveying her message clearly while maintaining her composure.

"Everyone, it's a pleasure to see you all today..."

"Yes, yes, that's all for today's work, I'm going home now..."

"I will definitely be there in person for the 'Lafite II' launch event the day after tomorrow, don't worry..."

"Want an autograph? I'm a bit tired today, so it's not convenient. Let's wait until the official 'autograph session'..."

……

After a few polite words, the noise outside the carriage continued to "resonate through the sky." A few minutes later, the sound of armor clashing was mixed in, indicating that the soldiers responsible for maintaining order had arrived. As the chaotic shouts gradually subsided, the carriage started moving again.

After closing the window and drawing the curtains again, Zhang Lan's "idol smile" completely disappeared. She turned her head to look at Wang Kai, who had barely reacted the whole time, and asked.

"You look like you just barely escaped from the clutches of the King of Hell. Did you take a trip to the gates of hell?"

"This, I, just now, indeed..."

Zhang Lan smiled slightly, sighed helplessly, and said.

“I know you have a lot of questions for me too, but it’s a long story… To be honest, I’m also a little scared of the name ‘Alice-Lan’. Now I have the added identity of ‘the reclusive saint’. If this continues, I won’t dare to go out… Hey, are you listening?”

"Ahhh, I'm listening, what did you say... what are you scared of?"

"Bring this thing over here!"

Zhang Lan grabbed Wang Kai's hand, forcefully removed the "Review Ring," and put it in her pocket. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief and lower her voice to continue speaking.

"There's another important reason why the 'Review of the Ring' is so strictly controlled, which you probably don't know. Didn't you see that the magic stone on the ring is purple? As for why it's called the 'Ring,' it's because purple represents demons, specifically the demons under the Demon King's command. Only demons have this kind of magic stone on them, do you understand?"

Upon hearing about the "Demon King," Wang Kai finally snapped out of his daze. He looked at Zhang Lan with slight regret at not accepting the ring, and somewhat resentfully retorted.

"Purple is associated with the 'Demon King'? What kind of logic is that? Is purple completely banned in the world? Purple clothes, shoes, purple hair, purple eyes—anything associated with it is related to the Demon King? This isn't some feudal era where an emperor ruled the world alone..."

"Huh? Purple eyes! You've seen them before?"

"I've seen him before. Could he be a demon king too?"

Zhang Lan frowned, her expression turning serious...

Are you sure it's the pupil?

“That’s right, although I can’t see the whole face, I’m pretty sure about the purplish-red pupils…”

Where have you seen this before?

"It's right there on the face of the female priest in the hero's party..."

Suddenly, the air in the carriage seemed to freeze. What started as a casual remark by Wang Kai turned into a crucial conversation that linked the "Demon King" and the "Hero." Both of them were momentarily stunned, a kind of awkward situation where I'm upset about losing money, while you've found it and are excitedly showing it off in front of me.

But this is not a key point that can be easily resolved with "awkwardness." Wang Kai's gaming instincts were instantly ignited and began to kick in.

The "hidden plot" hints and clues in this kind of game are definitely appealing to players. After pondering for a moment and drawing a conclusion, before speaking, he winked smugly at Zhang Lan, signaling the other to speak first...

"Clothes, shoes, and hair can be dyed, but eye color is innate. After all, there's no such thing as 'colored eyes' in this world. If you're really sure that someone in the Hero Squad has purple eyes..."

"The hero is probably implicated in the tragedy at 'Tara Village,' right? Interesting, interesting. We now have 'bargaining chips' to deal with the hero. Even if we can't defeat him, we can at least strip him of his 'heroic' facade. That way, we can stand on the 'moral high ground' and continue the main quest, right?"

Zhang Lan's thoughts were a little slow to catch up. She took a few deep breaths, adjusted her posture, relaxed a little, and then calmly looked at Wang Kai.

"You immediately, tell me everything about your encounter with the 'hero'..."

"That night, after a fierce battle with some unknown master, a battle akin to the 'Battle of the Purple Thorn Peak,' I was wounded, but I still fought my way out and stole a carriage... Ouch! Don't kick me! Don't do such a cruel thing with Alice's feet! Even if you're going to do it, can't you at least take off your high heels? It hurts..."

"Hmph, less talk, let's get to the point!"

"That's...ok."

……

A few minutes later, Zhang Lan touched his chin, nodded, and said thoughtfully.

"The pastor named Tribes? Was she the one in the church that day? Damn it... my memory is a bit hazy and I can't quite recall, but this is definitely a place worth paying attention to. I'll have to ask that old man Honey for a favor!"