Chapter 230

"[Devouring one's own kind... all demons can do that...]" Raum said.

"That sounds a bit scary... Won't eating random things upset my stomach?" Chen Ce hesitated.

I will transfer its power to you...

Chen Ce remained silent for a moment.

Then he asked sincerely:

Do you eat spicy food?

[...]If the demon Raum had eyes, it would definitely roll its eyes and look down on the other party.

What a greedy mortal, only interested in personal gain... He's even more greedy than the devil...

Enough with the chit-chat... Will you agree or disagree...?

"If you want to eat it, of course I have no objection." Chen Ce patted his chest generously. "Nocturne's abilities and stuff... that's not important. The important thing is that you're happy."

I don't want to talk to you anymore.

Having received an affirmative answer, Raum began to unleash its demonic power.

An even more ancient and powerful magical force instantly overwhelmed Nocturne's aura.

The latter suddenly realized something... it began to feel the emotion it often attributed to humans—fear.

It screamed, it howled, it tried to escape... but it was too late.

Countless eerie ravens flew in from the horizon, their scarlet eyes fixed intently on Nocturne.

Then they swarmed forward.

It devoured the illusory black mist of Nocturne as if it were eating rotten flesh.

Then, Chen Ce felt a strange power flowing through his body... a very evil power, a thousand times more evil than the power of the Darkin.

[Alright... Don't bother me for a while... I need to savor the devil's secrets...]

As Raum's final words faded, Chen Ce had essentially mastered Nocturne's skills.

This is a huge gain.

The biggest takeaway during this period!

Nocturne's abilities... from now on, he can turn off the lights whenever he wants, and when combined with [Deceive]... he'll truly appear and disappear without a trace!

I've made so much money, I'm practically bloated.

Chen Ce was overjoyed.

However, before he could even try out his newfound skill, Morgana walked over first.

Through the veil, the "The Veiled Lady" scrutinized Chen Ce with a critical gaze.

"You... you are not purely human."

She had observed Chen Ce before—near the Veiled Lady statue on the outskirts of Fossbarrow. She sensed then that the magic within Chen Ce was extraordinary, but now it seemed... perhaps even more "mysterious"?

It could even be said that...

Evil...?

"That's true." Chen Ce didn't hide anything. "The magic power within me is no longer purely human magic power."

What is that?

"Hmm... it's probably the opposite of what you think."

"The opposite of a 'fallen angel'? Are you an 'ascended angel'?" Morgana joked again—which was somewhat unexpected for Chen Ce.

"Alright, you have no obligation to tell me—even if the magic within you is evil, as long as your actions aren't evil—no one can judge you. Power itself is neither good nor evil."

Morgana stretched out a hand, dark magic dancing on her pale fingertips.

"As the world judges me, I am also a representative of evil... Yet I saved them, while the 'gods' they worshipped turned a blind eye to their suffering. Perhaps we are the same kind of people."

"A type of person...maybe." Chen Ce smiled, then suddenly grasped the outstretched hand. "My Chen Ce."

Morgana was somewhat surprised to have her hand suddenly grasped—she had only extended her hand to demonstrate her magic, not to shake hands.

But... it's okay.

"You already know my name—just like you said before, the Veiled Lady."

"But that's not your real name, is it?" Chen Ce asked with a smile.

My real name... has been buried in the dust of history.

"But someone will always remember... my respected Morgana."

"Huh?" Morgana was taken aback when her real name was called.

Sona stood to the side, watching the two shake hands with longing eyes.

"So, is the matter here resolved?" Chen Ce turned to look at the townspeople who had collapsed to the ground—they were not injured, but were simply extremely exhausted and in a deep sleep.

They will naturally wake up when it's light tomorrow.

"No, it's not over yet." Morgana shook her head. "There are still two things that haven't been resolved."

"Two things? What?"

"The first thing is to punish the traitors."

Morgana, who has always hated betrayal, raised her other hand—powerful magic was generated once more.

Several dark magic orbs shot out from her hand.

Before Chen Ce could react, several wails suddenly rang out from a corner behind him.

It's... those Mageseekers who couldn't find anyone before.

The dark flames imprisoned several Mageseekers, the flames flashing with a ghostly purple light. They tried to break free of their cages, but their anger only intensified their suffering.

In that instant, their hearts seemed to stop beating, as an unprecedented weight bound their souls. They fell to their knees, tormented by pain, unable to move, as the shadowy flames licked their flesh.

"Despicable traitors need to be punished." Morgana will give those who make mistakes a chance to repent, but she will never forgive them like a saint—those who make mistakes must naturally be punished.

Once their souls are redeemed, the flames that imprisoned them will naturally dissipate.

Morgana gazed at the wailing Mageseekers, her beautiful purple eyes reflecting a scene from hundreds of years ago... that catastrophe...

She shook her head in exasperation, trying to shake those unpleasant memories from her mind.

"The second thing..."

Morgana held up a second finger, a helpless smile playing on her lips beneath her veil.

"My fair and dear sister probably senses what's happening to me."

The shadow of night could not envelop Mount Targon.

Its majestic peaks have long since pierced the clouds, absorbing the moon's light from the heavens.

A pair of white wings pushed the rocks off the mountaintop.

Then unfold it forcefully.

Beneath the pristine silver helmet, a pair of eyes filled with righteous indignation slowly opened.

"If it weren't for flying, what use would we have for these wings... little sister?"

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Nocturne was devoured by Raum, and the fear brought by the demon gradually dissipated.

As dawn broke, the people awoke one by one, their memories of the previous night hazy... They vaguely remembered seeing something terrifying... a demon? Those eerie black mists... and then...

They remembered that Chen Ce had saved them with a sword.

There was also a girl playing the piano... and...

A woman with a veil...

Someone awoke before the Veiled Lady statue in the suburbs; the dilapidated statue, bathed in the morning light, somehow appeared majestic. The townspeople gathered together, talking and arguing among themselves.

Finally, the city lord waved his hand and ordered the reconstruction of the Veiled Lady statue in the suburbs—not only that, he also wanted to build one in the central square of Fossbarrow.

And the best craftsmen and the best stone must be used.

Everyone vaguely remembered what happened last night.

But everyone remained silent, as if by prior arrangement.

People silently thanked the Veiled Lady. Centuries later, a new group of believers emerged in the northern border towns of Demacia, following the Veiled Lady.

And then there's... Chen Ce.

The entire city's residents warmly invited Chen Ce to the victory banquet, showering the young "Mageseekers" with praise and showering him with gifts and money—enough to fill a small warehouse—but he refused to accept them.

They vaguely remembered Chen Ce's battle last night... that bizarre and fantastical scene... but no one mentioned the word "magic".

Clearly, they had sensed something, but they resolutely chose to pretend they didn't.

Chen Ce was their savior, so naturally they wouldn't betray him or report him.

The Veiled Lady is watching.

The Veiled Lady who hates betrayers will unleash dark purple flames as the betrayers gossip.

As a result, Fossbarrow not only gained a group of the Veiled Lady followers, but also a group of Chen Ce's "little fans".

Chen Ce managed to slip away after a long time, and then immediately left the welcoming border town with Sona under the pretext of "being busy with official business".

But he did not immediately rush back towards Great City.

Instead, he first took Sona "into the grove"—to see the statue.

At that time, the craftsmen who were to repair the statue had not yet arrived, and the place remained in a state of disrepair.

Chen Ce dismounted and swept away the charred vines and ashes from the statue—a fire last night had burned down half of the forest, but fortunately the river had kept the fire from spreading to the town.

After being burned by fire, the "blood and tears" on the statue disappeared, replaced by a dark smile.

Chen Ce stared intently at the statue.

Then, as if playing a child, he suddenly leaned his head towards the back of the statue.

Sure enough, he saw a tall woman wearing a veil behind the statue.

The latter blinked, a smile as still as a statue playing on his lips, "Are you a child?"

"Didn't that scare you?" Chen Ce laughed along.

"You're funny." Morgana shrugged. "What, not want to keep enjoying being a hero in town?"

"It would be too unfair if Sona and I enjoyed this all by ourselves," Chen Ce laughed. "You were the biggest hero last night, my respected Morgana."

"Hero? I wouldn't dare accept that title." Morgana paused for a moment, then continued in a mocking tone, "Perhaps Kayle would be more interested. She's always loved vying for the title of hero."

That doesn't sound like a good thing.

"Maybe... So why did you come to see me?"

"I'd like to invite you back to Great City with me." Chen Ce bowed slightly and elegantly extended a hand to the other person. "Back to your... former home."

"Great City? Forget about that." Morgana rejected the offer without hesitation, and didn't even take the outstretched hand. "If you don't want to see the words 'The Veiled Lady' on your wanted poster."

"No one will find out. Besides, I will clear your name—I know the Demacia prince, and I think I can persuade him."

"A prince? If it's a member of the royal family, then forget about it." Morgana had absolutely no liking for royalty.

The knight who led the call to arrest her back then... Kayle's most devout follower, was also a "glorious noble knight".

Royal families and nobles are the ones who make the laws; how could they possibly have a favorable impression of someone who influences the "fairness" of the law?

They'll only try to find a way to kill her.

Even if... she is an "angel".

What about innate royal power? Now it's all about "divine right of kings"—only gods recognized by the royal family are considered gods, and all others are classified as "false gods," "evil gods," or "extraordinary evil spirits."

"I hope you can trust me this once." Chen Ce used honorifics and became even more humble and polite—although the "woman" in front of him had never put on any airs, she was still a true... angel.