"You're So Cheap."

In a cave within the forest at the border of the Moon Demon Territory.

At that moment, Shien stood at the cave entrance, watching the outside as though keeping lookout, yet repeatedly glancing into the cave with the corner of his mouth twitching.

There, Shafna sat cross-legged on the ground with her eyes closed, the curse surging through her body being driven away by waves of dense holy light.

That holy light came from phantoms appearing around Shafna.

All of those phantoms wore the robes of clergy. Some were old, some young, some male, some female, but every one of them looked at Shafna with worship in their eyes as they cast high-level recovery magic to purge her curse.

The sight left Shien both astonished and impressed.

Shafna's Unique Skill was an ability whose strength depended on the impressions and connections held in one's heart. The more someone was intoxicated by her charm, loyal to her, adored her, or obsessed with her, the less they could resist her. They could even become her "possessions."

These so-called "possessions" applied in every possible aspect.

For example, if someone merely had a simple infatuation with Shafna, she could only take away their senses, such as sight and hearing, allowing her to see what they saw and smell what they smelled. The influence would not be especially deep.

But the more infatuated they were with her, the more immersed they became in her, the deeper the Mind-Weaving Demon's connection would grow, allowing Shafna to take more from them.

In the end, Shafna could even transform into others, use their abilities, and peer into their hearts and memories.

That was the terrifying aspect of the Mind-Weaving Demon. The more one was obsessed with Shafna, the more one fell in love with Shafna, the fewer secrets