Saintess Felice, Roseweisse's Mother

"Your situation is worse than Sylph's."

Athena pouted, somewhat exasperated, and glared at Qin Chu with a huff. "Can't you just say what you have to say all at once? Please, don't take so many breaths!"

"To put it simply, within Sylph's body, an Evil God left behind a tangled mess of threads."

"And within your soul, a large group of Evil God are holding a meeting..."

Upon hearing this, Athena was stunned; she felt an urge to both cry and laugh!

I'm just an ordinary woman.

What sins did I commit in my past life?

What makes him so special that he can command a large group of Evil God to hold a meeting within his soul?

"Within your soul lies a colossal altar, upon which stand statues of seven Evil God..."

"I destroyed one of them. I'm sorry, it's simply impossible to clean them all up in one go; the mental strain would be too severe."

Athena was speechless. So, to be completely cured, she needed at least six more treatments?

Her cheeks were flushed, and she was surprised to find that she not only did not resist this treatment at all, but even... felt a little expectant of it.

"Oh, right, Athena..."

"Would you be interested in learning...?"

Study? Study what?

I've done it with him so many times already, what can't I do?

This time, even the last remaining spot was taken by Qin Chu. Could it be that he's still dissatisfied and hopes to learn more?

Whom should we learn from? Sylph?

Was he implying that Sylph satisfied him more than himself?

Chapter Four is here, and Chapter Five will be released tonight.

Chapter 335 Saintess Felice, Rosweisse's Mother (5)

Athena didn't know what happened; maybe it was because they had just been talking about treatment, and her mind had unconsciously drifted to this point.

No matter how outstanding Athena is, she is still a woman.

One of the things women hate most is when men compare them to other women and even make them conclude that they are inferior to others.

What's more, it's Sylph, her teammate of many years.

Athena knew, of course, that Sylph was beautiful, had a graceful and sexy figure, and was an elf, so it was normal for men to like her, but she also believed that she was by no means inferior to Sylph.

The fact that she was now being asked to learn from Sylph was something Athena found hard to accept.

Of course, Athena completely forgot that she herself had once compared Qin Chu and Jello in her mind.

That wretched guy, isn't he being a little too greedy?

Athena glared fiercely at Qin Chu, then saw Qin Chu raise the stone slab in his hand.

On this stone slab, besides a sycophantic poem comparable to that of the Old Immortal Xingxiu's disciple, there are many other interesting things recorded.

Athena froze for a moment, and it took Athena several seconds to react. "Learn this?"

Qin Chu was also somewhat puzzled. "Of course, what did you think I wanted you to learn?"

In that instant, Athena wished she could dig a hole and disappear... God, what on earth was she thinking?

When did my thoughts become so terrible?

No, this is definitely not my fault... I was perfectly normal before, it's all... it's all because of Qin Chu, that's right, it's because of Qin Chu that I've become like this.

In her heart, Athena placed all the blame on Qin Chu.

Faced with Qin Chu's question, Athena's eyes flickered slightly. "I, cough cough, I thought you wanted me to learn... learn how to cure the Evil God's Corruption."

"I need to treat the Evil God's Corruption myself. How will you do it?"

Athena's cheeks burned. Trying hard not to dwell on her earlier, unpleasant thoughts, she composed herself and changed the subject. "Isn't this stone slab rather strange? What if we learn something from it...?"

"Your soul has been set up with altars and idols; compared to that, those mere stone slabs are utterly insignificant."

"Moreover, you seem to have already mastered some of the power of that God of Plague and Calamity... uh, I'm talking about that toad."

"This also records a similar power; learning it should significantly increase your strength."

Two special spells were recorded on the stone slab.

One is Plague magic: the Black Death.

One is calamity magic: Curse of Misfortune!

The Black Death, also known as the plague, was transmitted through rodents such as rats. It was an extremely deadly infectious disease that swept through Europe for a period of time, causing the deaths of tens of millions of people.

As for the other Curse of Misfortune, it's purely a spell that brings bad luck. Once you're hit by this spell, well, sorry, even drinking cold water will cause problems, and you might even choke to death.

Athena did not want to dabble in the power of these Evil God, but she also believed that Qin Chu would never harm her.

Since it was Qin Chu who requested it, Athena reluctantly decided to learn it.

After Athena learns it, Qin Chu plans to have her find an opportunity to use the Curse of Misfortune on Augustus and Rosweisse respectively, to see what the effects will be. It should be quite interesting.

The Holy Church.

Upon his return Augustus did not rest; he was already preparing his next plan.

Suddenly, Augustus sensed two powerful auras approaching. Through the Eye of True Vision planted within the Holy Church, he saw Sylph and Ekaterina hurrying toward the saint's boudoir.

That scene elicited a slight, cold smile from Augustus.

That makes sense. Although Rosweisse has coerced many experts from the Holy Church through various despicable means, Jello's former teammates are the most important members.

I was wondering why Rosweisse hadn't summoned her former companions for such an important plan, but now I can finally rest assured.

Of course, we still need to pay close attention to the situation on Rosweisse's side.

He had planted four people in Rosweisse's camp: Archbishop Cain, Vice-Commander Boyer, Bishop Borut, and Zhu Li. They would bring him accurate intelligence from Rosweisse's side.

Augustus's feelings for Rosweisse were very complicated. On the one hand, Rosweisse was the child of the woman he loved most.

On one hand, Rosweisse also possesses the dirtiest and most evil bloodline.

Countless times, even when Rosweisse was still an infant, Augustus wanted to strangle Rosweisse, but when he looked at her little face, which resembled Felice's, Augustus couldn't help but soften.

Time and time again I made up my mind, only to give up again and again.

However, this time it's the last time.

That filthy and eerie bloodline absolutely cannot continue to exist in this world. Once Rosweisse begins her assassination of the Hero, her death is imminent.

No longer considering Rosweisse's matter, Augustus now had very important things to do.

He prepared some things, opened a hidden door under the bed, revealing a passage leading underground.

The passage was deep, stretching hundreds of meters downwards, with magic lamps hanging on either side of the walls, flickering with a soft light.

Before Augustus reached the deepest part of the earth, he could hear shrill, hoarse, and frantic howls, like those of a wounded wild beast, spreading in waves.

Interspersed among them was the clanging sound of chains.

Upon hearing this voice, a look of sorrow involuntarily appeared on Augustus's face.

Finally, Augustus arrived underground, where a small door appeared before him. After Augustus pushed the door open, a girl dressed in a pure white saint's robe appeared before him.

She was a very beautiful woman, somewhat resembling Rosweisse.

Even after being imprisoned here for over twenty years, her beauty has not diminished.

Her clothes were clean, and even her long, flowing hair was neatly combed. She had a fair face, big eyes, and a slender, well-proportioned body.

Perhaps because she hadn't seen the sun for a long time, her skin appeared sickly pale.

If she's quiet and still, she must be a gentle and lovely beauty.

Unfortunately, this beautiful woman was screaming incessantly at this moment, as if she were going mad, with saliva dripping from the corners of her open mouth and her eyes filled with bright red blood vessels.

Those beautiful eyes held a madness akin to that of a rabid dog.

To prevent self-harm and destruction, metal chains were wrapped around her slender wrists and ankles, rattling loudly as she struggled desperately.

A slight smile appeared on Augustus's wrinkled face, "Felice, I've come."

Indeed, the woman imprisoned hundreds of meters underground is none other than Rosweisse's mother, Losfelis, the most outstanding, talented, and capable saint in the Holy Church.

Felice did not die; Felice went mad after that night and was then carefully hidden away by Augustus.

Man must not look directly at God.

Augustus couldn't even directly peer into those seven twisted and bizarre beings.

Moreover, Felice had been tormented all night.

Felice, whose self-awareness was almost completely crushed, seemed to have turned into a crazed beast, attacking any living thing indiscriminately. Augustus had to find a way to imprison Felice.

For years, Augustus had been trying to save Felice, desperately researching various healing and restorative magic.

Augustus wanted Felice to stay beautiful forever, so he would bathe, dress, and groom Felice every day.

He prepares Felice's favorite food every day.

For over twenty years, he has done this almost without interruption.

The woman, bound by chains, heard the door open, and with a whoosh, she raised her head, her bloodshot eyes fixed on Augustus.

The madness and ferocity in his eyes gradually subsided.

Even the body that was struggling desperately and the screams from its mouth gradually disappeared.

His eyes were slightly vacant as he stared silently at the approaching Augustus.

Augustus didn't know whether it was the treatment over the past twenty years that had finally taken effect, or whether the care over the past twenty years had softened Felice's volatile heart. In any case, Felice would be quiet for a short while when she saw him.

Sometimes, Felice can even understand what she's saying... even if it's just a few short syllables.

In any case, this is a good sign, Augustus believed and looked forward to the day when Felice would be able to leave this dark dungeon and live in the sunlight like a normal girl.

Only...

Looking at the girl in front of him, who was just as beautiful as she had been twenty years ago, Augustus smiled bitterly. Felice was still as beautiful as before, but he himself had grown old.

Shaking his head, Augustus walked over and put down the things he had prepared, which were some of Felice's favorite dishes.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he unlocked the chains that were covered in magical restrictions. With a series of clicks, the metal chains fell to the ground, and Felice was finally freed.

He glanced at Augustus, then at the food on the ground.

The next second, Felice pounced forward, her slender, white fingers grabbing the food from the plate and stuffing it into her mouth in large mouthfuls.

Seeing that sight Augustus a pang of sorrow in his heart.

What an elegant girl she once was, now reduced to this state.

Felice, who was wolfing down her food, seemed to notice Augustus's appearance. She tilted her head, looking somewhat surprised, and stared blankly for several seconds. Then, Felice suddenly raised her dirty fingers and gently touched Augustus's deeply lined old face. "What... is wrong?"

The other hand, still holding the food, slowly rose. "Here you go..."

"Eat!"

For a moment, Augustus stunned.

Cloudy tears rolled uncontrollably down the lines of her face.

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Chapter 336 Men Cry Too (1)

At this moment, Felice was as innocent as a blank sheet of paper.

In that limited consciousness, the simple belief was that eating and filling one's stomach was a very comfortable thing.

She could tell that Augustus seemed very unhappy, which was why she shared her food with Augustus, thinking it would cheer Augustus up.