Originating from Fate's Obstruction (2)

But Augustus's reaction only made Felice more confused.

His body froze as if struck by lightning, completely still, his face filled with indescribable shock.

This was the only time in over twenty years that Felice, aside from screaming, had uttered a sound like a normal human being, the only time she had spoken to herself. Although it was only a few short and difficult words, it had already filled Augustus with an unprecedented ecstasy.

Does this mean that Felice's condition is really starting to improve?

For the first time during this long period, Augustus felt he saw hope and a future.

The long period of torment, suffering, and perseverance finally paid off at this moment.

The happiness that this moment brought was too much for Augustus to bear. His lips trembled, and he let the turbid tears on his face roll down to his lips, salty and wet.

Then, he couldn't hold back any longer.

"Aaaaaaaahh..."

"Ahhh..."

Men cry too!

He howled like a madman, and cried like a child, with laughter seemingly mixed in between.

That face, which was respected by everyone in the Imperial City, was now covered in tears and snot, a complete mess.

He wanted to rush over and hug Felice, to tell her how hard he had waited for this moment, but he was also worried that he would frighten Felice.

He could only clench his fists and pound the ground repeatedly.

Augustus's reaction startled Felice. Her eyes were somewhat dazed, her small hands clenched, hesitant and afraid, but she finally reached out and gently stroked Augustus's dry, yellow hair, muttering softly to herself:

"Good boy, good boy..."

She vaguely remembered that this man had comforted her in the same way before, perhaps it would be helpful.

Augustus didn't know how long he had been crying. He finally stopped when his voice was hoarse. Looking at Felice in front of him, his eyes held joy, relief, and fear... fear that it was all an illusion.

He sat on the ground, completely lacking any papal decorum, leaning against the wall, panting heavily.

Elegance and nobility were out of the question at this moment. Augustus sniffling hard, snot bubbles were coming out of his nose, and his face was trembling.

"Felice, do you remember me? I..."

Felice simply tilted her head, pointing a slender, pale finger at Augustus's nose. "You..."

Augustus felt somewhat disappointed.

It seems that Felice can only utter a few words now, and her memories have not been restored.

No, no, no...

Augustus shook his head vigorously.

We can't be so greedy; we have to take things one step at a time.

Although it took far too long to take this step, it's already quite an achievement that Felice has recovered to this extent; we can't ask for more.

Augustus believed that if things continued, Felice would one day fully recover.

But... I might not live to see that day.

Looking down at his increasingly aged and wrinkled skin, a trace of sorrow appeared on Augustus's face. For revenge, and to gain more power and resources to heal Felice, Augustus almost frantically squeezing out his potential to improve his strength.

However, the side effects of this method are also very serious.

After reaching level 80, human lifespan will increase significantly.

After reaching level 90, lifespan will increase again.

But... his lifespan won't be much longer than an average person's, and may even be shorter.

By the time Felice fully recovers, perhaps he will already be dead?

He wasn't exactly a genius, at least compared to Felice.

Augustus, suppressing his sorrow, suddenly turned to Felice and asked, "Felice, do you want to go out?"

"Go out?" Felice tilted her head, looking puzzled by the word.

Within her limited intelligence and consciousness, this small room was everything; she didn't understand what going out meant.

Augustus nodded. "Yes, get out."

"There's a sun and a moon outside, it's very big outside, and there are lots and lots of people..." Augustus with his fingers to explain.

However, Felice clearly had little interest in these things, and was even somewhat afraid of them.

Gradually, her emotions began to fluctuate, and she seemed restless and agitated.

She gripped her long hair tightly with her fingers, and her breathing became increasingly rapid.

Then, Felice stopped eating the food on the ground, silently stood up, and leaned against the wall, seemingly waiting for Augustus to lock her up again.

Augustus knew that Felice would revert to her beastly form in just a few minutes.

Her composure couldn't last long; although she had experienced it many times before, each time it was just as unbearable.

Augustus took a deep breath, locked Felice's door again, and closed it.

Not long after, a series of desperate howls began to emerge from behind.

Hearing the voice behind him, Augustus clenched his fists tightly. Felice had recovered a little, which was a good thing.

However, Augustus's hatred did not diminish in the slightest; in fact, it intensified.

If it weren't for those damned guys, Felice wouldn't have to suffer like this.

Augustus left the Holy Church, his body hurtling towards the distance. Outside the Imperial City, in a long-abandoned manor, lay Augustus's laboratory.

Inside the laboratory, a large number of experimental subjects were imprisoned, including Magic Creature, wild beasts, and even humans... Although these people were all bandits captured from the surrounding area, there were even some half-human, half-demon, and half-human, half-beast beings, which were the products of Augustus forcibly fused together using long-lost ancient magic.

Driven by revenge, Augustus was capable of anything.

Countless bizarre howls, filled with pain and distortion, mingled together, filling the entire manor with a sinister and terrifying atmosphere.

A bloody, putrid stench filled the air.

Although Augustus cleaned it regularly, it didn't seem to make much of a difference.

In the dimly lit laboratory, Augustus picked up a glass bottle containing a dark red liquid and some strange, sponge-like filaments.

That was... the slime collected from the wreckage, the ground, and the ashes after Karthus was killed. Augustus sense the strange power contained in this slime.

After numerous experiments and studies, Augustus cultivated scarlet, thread-like objects from these mucus.

These filaments allow Augustus completely control the life forms attached to them... Unfortunately, the process seems too painful; so far, no one—whether Magic Creature, beast, or human—has been able to endure it.

These eerie, filamentous things can even, like Necromancy, bring long-dead life back to life... perhaps because they are dead, they are more resilient.

The strangest thing is that even after becoming a corpse, these filamentous things can still allow it to maintain the ability to evolve and become stronger.

If he could obtain the Hero's corpse, he was confident Hero could transform it into a fighting machine completely under his control.

Of course, Augustus wanted more than just that. Although the Hero's strength was decent, it was far from what Augustus desired.

Therefore, Augustus also needed to prepare something else... blood collected from some terrifying being.

That blood contained enough energy to drive someone mad.

He conducted experiments on other test subjects multiple times. Even corpses that had been modified and strengthened multiple times and were harder than steel could not withstand the energy contained within them and would shatter in just a few seconds.

Only the Hero...

As long as he could obtain the Hero's corpse, Augustus believed that he could squeeze out all the Hero's potential, bringing the Hero's corpse to its strongest state in a short period of time, and he would definitely be able to create a perfect and powerful weapon.

If one drop of blood doesn't contain enough energy, then ten drops, a hundred drops, a thousand drops... Augustus believed that one day, this weapon of war would possess the power to destroy all those strange beings.

That will be the time for him to exact his revenge!

As if recalling some image, Augustus's body trembled slightly.

After a period of contemplation, Augustus picked up another bottle containing a liquid that was light red with a hint of eerie green.

To defeat the Hero... he needs to increase his stakes to ensure his victory.

Without the slightest hesitation, he swallowed the liquid in the bottle.

In less than three seconds, Augustus's body tensed up instantly.

Countless dense, eerie red and green marks began to spread across Augustus's body. His eyes were wide open, and low growls like those of a wild beast were coming from his throat.

The next day!

Early morning.

Qin Chu stretched and got out of bed.

Looking at Athena, who was still fast asleep beside him, Qin Chu was also a little puzzled. Last night, he was guiding Athena to learn the two spells of the God of Plague and Misfortune recorded on the stone tablet. How did they end up learning this spell instead?

He doesn't learn foreign languages.

Athena was so tired from studying that she didn't even wake Qin Chu when he got up.

After getting dressed and going downstairs, I saw Angelica already preparing breakfast.

"Anjie, Angelica." Qin Chu waved to Angelica.

Angelica's face immediately lit up with a gentle smile, but she gave her owner a disgruntled look. "It's already past eleven, still early? I don't even know if this counts as breakfast or lunch."

When it's just Qin Chu and Anjie speaks more boldly, but whenever there are other people around... especially outsiders, Anjie will definitely show Qin Chu, the host, the utmost respect.

"What about the others?" Qin Chu asked casually.

"Antasia and Miss Violet went to the training grounds to practice magic; they've already eaten. Little Karin is also there secretly learning..."

"Ekaterina and Miss Sylph haven't returned yet."

"Norma, along with Heloise and Ieta, had arranged to go shopping with Miss Natia..." Angelica replied quickly.

Girls going shopping is normal, it's normal!

Although it might cost a lot of money, with Natia, that rich woman, around, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Seeing her master washing up, Angelica hesitated briefly before deciding to tell Qin Chu about the strange situation she had encountered the previous night.

"Master, there's something I want to tell you. Last night, I seemed to see..."

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Chapter 337 Obstacles from Fate (2)

However, before Angelica could finish speaking, she heard hurried footsteps coming from the doorway, followed by a figure rushing about.

Princess Carol

Seeing Carol's pale face and anxious eyes, Angelica knew that something very important must have happened.

This left Angelica feeling somewhat helpless, as she always seemed to encounter inexplicable interference whenever she tried to clarify things with Qin Chu.

Is it a coincidence?

"Anjie? What's wrong?" Qin Chu asked.

Compared to the princess who barged into the palace, Qin Chu valued his obedient little maid more.

Angelica smiled gently, "It's nothing important, we can talk about it later when we have time. Her Highness the Princess's visit must mean something very important. Master, you should take care of things here first."

As for my own affairs, I'll deal with them later.

Angelica wasn't in a hurry, and although she was somewhat suspicious of those strange feelings, she didn't sense any malice, so it probably wasn't a big deal.

Just then, Carol noticed Qin Chu and Angelica. Her previously panicked eyes suddenly lit up, and she quickly walked over, grabbed Qin Chu's hand, and pulled him outside.

"Wait, wait, wait, Your Highness Carol, what are you doing?" Carol's actions startled Qin Chu, even though he already knew that this princess had a carefree personality.

However, men and women should not touch each other.

If outsiders see you like this, it will damage our reputation and make people think that I, Qin Chu, am the kind of man who casually hooks up with girls.

Carol seemed to realize that her actions had been somewhat rash. Although she was very anxious, the person opposite her was, after all, Hero, and she still had to maintain proper etiquette.

Carol took a deep breath, released Qin Chu's wrist, took a step back, and gracefully curtsied, her fingers pinching the hem of her skirt. "Hero Excellency, my father requests your presence."