Dear, It's Time to Take Your Medicine! Chapter 29

The master really hadn't appeared. Had the master abandoned her?

At some point, Angelica's pupils had become somewhat vacant, grayish white.

The blow to her spirit hurt Angelica far more than the injuries to her body.

Seeing the deadened look in Angelica's eyes, the two nuns wore smug expressions.

What a piece of trash. She had surrendered so quickly—they hadn't even had their fill of playing yet. But there would be plenty of chances later. As long as Angelica remained alive... the fun would not disappear.

"Cooperate with us... As long as you cooperate with us, you can find release," one nun said.

"Release..." Angelica murmured.

"Yes, release... As long as you cooperate with us, you can live like a dog from now on. Not bad, right..."

Like a dog?

Haah.

During the years she had spent under Rosweisse, she had lived worse than a dog. Even a dog would not be beaten every day. Even a lump of dog shit would not have everyone wanting to step on it...

Being able to live like a dog actually sounded rather nice.

The master could not come. Even if he did appear, he would not be a match for these two nuns.

"I... will... coop..." Angelica slowly began.

No one could save her. No one.

The expressions on the two nuns' faces grew increasingly smug. Watching someone completely walk toward corruption, sink into despair, and drown in hopelessness was the highest pleasure.

So this was her will.

"I... even if I die, I will never cooperate with you."

Angelica raised her head, bedraggled yet proud. The emptiness in her eyes had been filled with hope.

At the very least, she had experienced three days of tenderness by her master's side.

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She Feared Nothing Anymore (2)

Three days of tenderness.

It was the light that had finally appeared in her gloomy life. Angelica would never personally snuff out that ray of light.

If she betrayed her master, then for the rest of her life, she truly could only live like a dog... no, worse than a dog.

The smug expressions on the two nuns' faces gradually stiffened, then vanished.

"We told you, didn't we? That man never liked you. Never..."

"He only chose you because your lowly status made you easy to get his hands on..."

"He only chose you because your face was somewhat pretty, enough to stir his Desire."

Angelica smiled, brilliantly. Though the pain stabbing through her body made her lips tremble without stop, she said, "So what?"

"What if he only liked my face, only liked my body?"

"At least, in my master's eyes, I am a person, not a dog!"

The two nuns had not expected Angelica's will to be so firm.

As if provoked by some invisible force, they flew into a rage, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. One nun gripped a dagger and pointed it at Angelica's face. "You're very confident in that face of yours..."

"Then tell me—if that face gets slashed to pieces, will he still keep you?"

Angelica smiled disdainfully. She had already grasped her own will. No matter what happened... perhaps she would regret it later, but at least right now, she would not.

This was enough, wasn't it? At least the master would not be harmed.

For some reason, Angelica even felt a little proud. Clearly, the master who had once promised that whenever she was bullied again or encountered danger, he would definitely appear before her had not come.

There was clearly a small trace of resentment in her heart too.

Perhaps they were right. The master had only chosen her because her identity as a maid made her easy to get his hands on.

Perhaps, in her master's heart, there was not even the slightest bit of affection for her.

Yet she was just this foolish.

Merely because of three days of tenderness...

Though perhaps he was a little handsome too.

She had clearly only been able to live like a dog under Rosweisse before. Who would have thought she would have a chance to act cool too? This feeling was actually quite nice.

She wondered whether, after she died, her master would occasionally remember that he had once had a little maid who had served him for only three days. If he could remember her even once in a while, she would be satisfied. She would have no regrets.

Strangely enough, at a time like this, she did not think even once of the position of Saintess Augustus had promised her in order to win her over. Perhaps the position of Saintess had long become nothing more than this to her.

Being a Saintess was far, far less joyful than being a little maid at her master's side.

If possible, she truly wished she could serve as her master's maid for a lifetime.

"Idiot..." The nun spat.

Angelica's gaze made her inexplicably irritated.

She did not understand how such a foolish person could exist in this world.

But she ultimately did not do it. After all, they still needed Angelica to drug the Hero. If they truly disfigured Angelica, even if the Hero was an idiot, he would be able to sense that something was wrong.

After taking a deep breath, the two nuns looked at each other. Though they wanted to utterly destroy Angelica's will, when a woman feared neither death nor disfigurement, her will had already become harder than steel. Their torment could no longer bend Angelica's will.

With such a resolute will, even the Saintess's magic scroll might not be effective.

But they had to try.

If it failed, they could only kill Angelica. No matter what, what happened today could not be allowed to spread.

The other nun took out a magic scroll.

Although she knew Angelica's will was exceptionally firm, the nun could not help wanting to provoke her. She wanted far too badly to see Angelica collapse. Destroying such an unwavering will would definitely bring the greatest thrill.

"Angelica, do you know what this is?"

"Spirit magic, Mind Control!"

"I respect your will, but no matter how strong it is, it cannot withstand the erosion of magic. Once this scroll is unfurled, you will become a puppet, a marionette, doing whatever we command."

"No matter how much you resist, you will still mix the poison into the food of the master you love and trust most."

"That man will still die a miserable death because of you."

The nun spoke in a hoarse voice. She could not wait to see Angelica's despair. Though Angelica possessed such a strong will, she would ultimately still have to personally kill her own master.

Wouldn't that hurt? Wouldn't that drive her to despair?

But the nun was disappointed.

Angelica's eyes did widen, and fear did appear in her gaze.

She had not expected the nun to possess something like this. She had thought that at worst, she herself would be killed. When she had rejected the two women's proposal, she had never planned to stay alive.

But this alone was unacceptable.

She was truly afraid.

Even if it was not of her own volition, even if she was being controlled, Angelica would never allow her own hands to kill her master.

Then Angelica made a move neither nun had anticipated. Her hands were bound, but her feet were not.

Having just climbed up from the ground, her body still staggering, she lunged toward the nun holding the blade. She wanted to use the knife in that nun's hand to pierce through her own chest.

The nun was also startled by Angelica's movement. Seeing Angelica pounce over, by the time the nun reacted and tried to pull back the knife, it was already too late.

The blade was about to pierce Angelica's chest when, at that moment...

Swoosh!

A faint whistle of something cutting through the air suddenly came from behind.

The next second, with a clang, a small stone struck the side of the dagger.

The dagger was sent flying. The web between the nun's thumb and forefinger split open from the impact, blood streaming out.

The sudden turn of events made both nuns' expressions change drastically. Almost at the same time, they spun around. "Who?"

A figure slowly emerged before them.

The expression on Angelica's face was like that of someone dreaming, filled with disbelief. She wanted to rub her eyes, wondering if she had seen wrong, but her wrists were bound and she could not do it.

She could only struggle desperately on instinct, as if she wanted to throw herself into that person's arms and feel the warmth of his chest.

The expressions on the two nuns' faces were even more unpredictable, their brows tightly furrowed.

The man slowly approached. Only when he was less than three meters from the two black-robed nuns did he stop, smiling as he spoke in a hoarse voice. "It's me!"

"In other words, the foolish and insecure Hero you two were talking about!"

"First time meeting you. May I know the names of these two young ladies?"

Polite and refined, like a gentleman!

Only the upturned corners of his lips carried a trace of killing intent!

These two women were dead for sure!

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Trying to Turn the Tables? No Chance

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Only when Angelica threw herself at the blade without regard for her life did Qin Chu finally confirm that she was a companion worthy of trust.

Before that, even when Angelica was brutally tortured by the two nuns, Qin Chu had remained unmoved.

It was very heartless.

But Qin Chu, who had suffered the cruelest betrayal, found it difficult to trust anyone else again.

Even the woman he had deeply loved, the woman who had diligently cared for him for over a month after he was seriously injured, the woman he had treated like an older sister, the woman he had doted on like a younger sister, the person he had trusted like a brother—every one of them had betrayed him...

What he gave and how he felt would not necessarily be repaid.

Only someone willing to give everything for him was someone Qin Chu could truly trust.

Angelica widened her eyes in disbelief as she stared at Qin Chu. "Master, you... why are you here...?"

Wasn't her master cultivating with Miss Ekaterina?

She suddenly became a little flustered. She knew that although her master possessed two Transcendent Authorities, he was, just as the two nuns had said, very weak right now. He was no match for those two women. The first thing Angelica thought of was not herself, but what would happen to her master.

She had even forgotten the sight of the dagger being easily knocked away just moments ago.

The two nuns, meanwhile, frowned tightly. They did not immediately answer Qin Chu's question. Instead, they looked left and right, especially behind Qin Chu.

They suspected there were other people behind him. He had only arrived on the Skyvault Continent a little over three days ago and had only truly begun cultivating today. Even as the Hero, he could not possibly possess the strength to knock the daggers from their hands.

Yet no matter how they looked, Qin Chu was alone.

They exchanged glances, each seeing the shock in the other's eyes. How was this possible?

Unwilling to give up, the two stared at Qin Chu again. He was exactly as he had been when they first saw him—nothing special. They could sense a faint fluctuation of elemental power, but it was extremely weak, perfectly matching someone who had only just begun cultivating.

Could a Hero like this really flick away a dagger with a stone?

The two were doubtful. Could this Hero possess natural divine strength?

Unable to discern his true capabilities, the two nuns did not rashly attack. But both of them knew that things had become troublesome now.

The nun who had been beating Angelica was named Maggie, while the other one holding the dagger was called Sana.

"It is an honor to meet two beautiful young ladies..." Qin Chu still wore a gentlemanly smile. He placed one arm across his chest and bowed elegantly. "But may I ask what business you two beautiful young ladies have with my maid?"