My Name Is Jello, and I Am Already Dead (3)

Because of the deathly aura emanating from her, anyone who gets close to her will die, and even mosquitoes will not suck her blood.

She didn't even dare to stay in the woods for too long, as the trees around her would wither.

Dark eyes and long, dark hair are common on Earth, but they are definitely rare in this world.

It even gave Qin Chu a strange sense of familiarity and closeness.

By the way, paired with black stockings, wouldn't that count as long, straight black hair?

After enjoying her moment to herself, the Daughter of Death seemed to realize that her behavior had been somewhat impolite. She slightly stuck out the tip of her tongue from her pale lips and said, "Ah, sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet."

She took a small step back.

Every move she made exuded the grace and elegance of a lady.

"My name is Ileta."

"If I'm not mistaken, I should be the legendary Daughter of Death, one of the thirteen existing Witch."

"At the same time, he can also be considered a substitute Death God."

Qin Chu also bowed gracefully and simply replied, "Qin Chu, the Hero."

Then he spoke again, "Can you tell me, what is a substitute Death God?"

He had just become curious about this title.

He wasn't unaware of what "Substitute Grim Death God" meant; he simply couldn't understand why the Daughter of Death would become a Substitute Death God.

"A thousand years ago, the gods fell, and their power was bestowed upon humankind, Witch began to be born."

"And I have inherited the authority of Death God."

"Just as you yourself received the Seed of Life."

"Ah, Mr. Qin, please don't misunderstand." Ileta, the Daughter of Death, seemed to remember something, and she gently shook her small hand. "Death God is not what you imagine, going around reaping lives."

"The power of Death God is actually concerned with the soul."

"The soul, in essence, is also a kind of energy, only this energy is very special."

Ileta wasn't a quiet person; she would speak occasionally, but usually to the undead. Perhaps because she hadn't had normal communication with humans for a long time, being able to talk to a normal human like this made Ileta very happy, so much so that she seemed to talk a lot.

"Those who die unjustly often have a lot of resentment in their souls. This resentment causes their souls to wander in this world and eventually become ghosts. My job is to cleanse the resentment in these souls, purify them, and transform them into the purest soul energy, sending them to where they belong, so that the human world is not shrouded in the spirits of the dead."

Qin Chu roughly understood.

It seems there's a reason why Saya is so wary of the Daughter of Death.

Even someone like Violet couldn't withstand the corrosive influence of Divine Authority and gradually succumbed to madness.

But Ileta was not corrupted by the Divine Authority... perhaps she was, but Ileta overcame it, and she even began to grasp the power within the authority, acting as the deity's representative.

However, we also owe a great deal to Ileta.

Just think about it, thousands of years is an incredibly long time.

How many people died across the entire Skyvault Continent during this long period of time?

If it weren't for Ileta cleaning up the souls of the dead, this world would probably no longer be suitable for human habitation, filled with ghosts and the like...

After finishing her long speech, Ileta seemed to realize that she had talked an unusually long time today.

This puzzled her.

It is indeed a happy thing to meet someone you can communicate with and get close to.

But more than anything, there was a special aura about this man that drew Ileta closer.

She couldn't quite understand that feeling.

Ileta shook her head and stopped thinking about the question.

Don't dwell on things you can't understand; this was one of the methods that allowed Ileta to endure a thousand years of solitude.

"Your talent is truly amazing..." Qin Chu exclaimed sincerely, "Violet told me that almost without exception, all the Witch who inherited the Divine Authority went mad, but you were not affected by the Divine Authority, and you can even control it."

"Unaffected? Controlled?" Ileta, the Daughter of Death, murmured these two sentences.

After a few seconds, the dark, round eyes suddenly fixed on Qin Chu's eyes. "Hero Excellency, would you like to feel my heartbeat?"

Ha?

What does that mean?

How... how do I feel?

Isn't this a bit inappropriate?

Thank you for the reward for being stuck at the beach and thank you for your support.

Chapter 218 My name is Jello, and I am already dead (3)

Feel Ileta's heartbeat.

Qin Chu felt this was inappropriate; it wasn't gentlemanly behavior.

Although Ileta's presence was faint, it was still a young girl's delicate body, not something he could defile at will.

However, just as Qin Chu was strengthening his resolve, Ileta seemed puzzled by Qin Chu's lack of reaction. After a brief hesitation, Ileta took Qin Chu's finger and placed it on her chest in Qin Chu's astonished gaze.

Hiss...

Qin Chu's fingers trembled so badly they almost curled up.

This reaction has nothing to do with being a so-called gentleman.

This is the feel of Ileta's skin to Qin Chu.

Her skin wasn't lacking in smoothness or delicacy; on the contrary, it was like a piece of fine silk—smooth and supple.

But it looks too much like silk.

A layer of goosebumps involuntarily rose on Qin Chu's body; the strange feeling even gave Qin Chu a chill down his spine.

Her skin was cold...

It wasn't the kind of cold that's like ice, but a normal, but utterly devoid of warmth, a cold indifference.

That's not a body temperature that a normal human could have.

Right below my palm, I couldn't feel even the slightest heartbeat.

This is a girl without a heartbeat.

Her body had long since died.

"The Divine Authority, that is ultimately the power of the gods," Ileta with a gentle smile.

Perhaps it was because of the inexplicable sense of closeness Qin Chu exuded that Ileta didn't find Qin Chu's touch annoying.

"To attempt to bear the power of a god with a mortal body is destined to come at a great price." Her voice was as ethereal as ever. "I don't know exactly when it started..."

"Perhaps it's because the authority I bear is rather special; from the moment that authority descended upon me, I was required to work as a substitute Death God."

"But I am not the real Death God after all."

"Death God can completely eliminate the resentment in a soul, but I cannot. I can only retain this resentment and let other pure souls transform into energy to re-enter the workings of this world. The parts filled with resentment all attach themselves to me."

"I don't know when it started, but people who get close to me begin to become weak; they inexplicably fall ill... they are plagued by misfortune..."

"In the end, those who get close to me will even die."

Ileta's voice echoed in Qin Chu's ears.

All who accept the Divine Authority are destined to live a miserable life.

Violet's wings were like this; she had endured a thousand years of torment, driven to madness by loneliness and decay.

Gaia was the same...

Qin Chu had assumed that Ileta could fully absorb the power of the Divine Authority, but in some ways, her experience was even more cruel than that of Violet and Gaia.

She's not crazy; she's perfectly lucid.

But it is precisely this clarity that forces Ileta to watch helplessly as she hurts her family and friends... This forces this normal girl to drift away from the world, and her slender body to bear the resentment of hundreds of millions of souls who have perished over the millennia.

Ileta was not as calm as she appeared.

Qin Chu only sensed a little of those resentments, and it made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

He didn't know how that feeling was for Ileta; perhaps she had gotten used to it. But getting used to it didn't mean it was pleasant. Getting used to the torment of pain was just a deeper sorrow.

"Then, I don't know when it started... my body stopped growing."

Ileta looked down sadly at her chest, which would never grow bigger again.

Although she's a substitute Death God, she's still a woman after all, and she's somewhat dissatisfied with her slender figure. After all, she was once a young girl, and she still has some fantasies about her future.

But as the body stopped growing, this illusion vanished!

In Qin Chu's eyes, if he could grow up, he would have already done so.

"Then, even breathing stopped, and the heartbeat ceased."

"As the substitute for Death God, I am already dead."

His calm words, devoid of much emotion, conveyed a profound sorrow to Qin Chu.

Ileta seemed to sense the weight of the topic as well, and the gloom on her fair face vanished. "Phew, it's been a long time since I've had a proper conversation with someone like this. Thank goodness you have the seed of life within you and haven't gone mad."

"I once considered seeking out other Witch, thinking that those Magic Creature, like me, possessed Divine Authority and might not be affected by the death aura emanating from me. However, to my surprise, those Witch attacked me the moment they saw me, leaving me no choice but to leave."

"Thanks!"

"I had a premonition that a powerful, filthy soul would appear here, which is why I followed you," Ileta continued, "But you burned it all."

Qin Chu glanced at the ashes left on the ground after Ronald was burned, his expression turning grim.

Ileta shook her head again. "Please rest assured, I didn't mean to blame you."

"This soul was originally quite troublesome to deal with because it was filled with evil and extremely powerful. You just burning it will save me the trouble."

After a brief pause, Ileta's dark eyes met Qin Chu's.

Her face appeared even more beautiful up close.

Perhaps, due to her own temperament, people might subconsciously overlook Ileta's beauty.

But in reality, she was a very delicate girl, like a beautiful doll.

"Hero, would you like to make a deal with me?" Ileta abruptly changed the subject.

"A trade? What kind of trade?"

Qin Chu was somewhat taken aback.

He didn't see himself having anything to trade with the Daughter of Death. Trade with Death God? With what? His own life or his soul?

No one would consider making a deal with Death God to be a lucky thing.

"You want to read the remaining information in this Soul Fragment, right?" Ileta asked. "If I'm not mistaken, this should be the Soul Crystal of the First-Generation Hero, Jello."

Qin Chu's eyes narrowed. "But this fragment of soul is empty..."

As expected, Ileta smiled, "There are no absolutely pure Soul Fragment. Even if the remnant soul within has disappeared, some traces will still remain."

Just because you can't interpret it doesn't mean I can't either.

"Don't forget whose power I inherited."

The authority of Death God, the ability specifically for dealing with the souls of the dead.

Qin Chu's eyes gradually brightened. If there was indeed information remaining in this fragment of soul, perhaps others wouldn't be able to decipher it, but... the Daughter of Death might truly have the ability to do so.

If even the Daughter of Death says this fragment of soul is empty, then it's truly time to give up.

"These remaining marks are often hidden in the most remote and darkest corners. Without expertise in the soul, it is indeed difficult to see these contents. I can help you decipher this fragment, but in return, you must do me a favor," Ileta said.

Qin Chu didn't immediately agree, but instead asked, "What kind of help?"

While he was eager to know what exactly was left in the fragments of Jello's soul, he was more worried that Ileta might make him do something terrible.

"I can't tell you right now, but I can assure you that it will absolutely not involve you committing suicide, harming or killing other people—such cruel and senseless things," Ileta assured her.

Qin Chu hesitated for a moment; Qin Chu didn't like this feeling of uncertainty.