Chapter 238: The Saintess and the Saint
How to describe it? Like a rational lunatic and a pervert.
To call it evil energy would be imprecise—it felt more like resentnt.
It was the aura of death, tainted by countless lives taken.
The deathly aura around her was even more intense than that of her husband, Luke.
In summary, this couple was the epito of perversion.
Controlling such individuals would not be easy.
Even with Xiao Bai's split entity, it would likely be difficult to ntally overpower Avinsa.
Xiao Bai had said that people with strong wills were hard to enslave.
“Who is your employer?”
Kneeling on the ground, Avinsa shook her head.
“Master, we’re just doing this for money. The employer’s identity isn’t important.”
So, even the couple didn’t know who the employer was?
“Then who do you think the employer might be?”
The Avinsa couple exchanged glances.
Luke lowered his head slightly and voiced his opinion.
“It should be a faction supporting one of the Saintess candidates!”
Saintess candidate?
“Xiao Bai, what’s a Saintess candidate?”
“Master, a Saintess candidate is a human who carries the Saint King’s factor. The first King of the Holy Kingdom was a Saint Spirit expert. Even after death, his existence didn’t vanish but instead infused his power into human bloodlines. When newborns are born, they might inherit the Saint King’s power. Since the inheritors are all female, they are referred to as Saintesses.”
“Due to the varying concentrations of the Saint King’s factor, only those recognized by the Holy Artifact can beco true Saintesses. Alisa is likely a Saintess candidate with the Saint King’s factor.”
Saint Spirits are a divine-level upper class.
Once soone becos a Saint Spirit, even a human can transcend the limits of "lifespan."
But the number of individuals who have beco Saint Spirit experts is incredibly small.
And there are no living Saint Spirits in this world.
Saint Spirits are also known as "Quasi-Gods."
They are powerful beings second only to deities.
Because physical bodies cannot bear such imnse power, Saint Spirits take forms similar to gods of worship.
Their consciousness rges with the world itself.
They observe the world’s operations in so manner.
When the world requires their power, they descend through reincarnation.
These individuals are referred to as Saints.
In human history, there has only been one Saint Spirit.
This Saint Spirit was the first King of the Holy Kingdom, the "Saint King."
Li ng stood up, bathed in moonlight.
“From now on, you both belong to Alisa's faction. You’re free to act as you please, but when I need you, I’ll find you.”
Hearing this, the Avinsa couple felt a sense of relief.
No matter what, their lives were spared.
“Master, we are holess. How will you contact us?”
“When I need you, I’ll find you!”
As these words fell, Avinsa looked toward the window.
To her surprise, the master's figure had already vanished.
Only the moonlight illuminated her face.
It gave her a faint sense of reality.
Avinsa and Luke exchanged glances.
Avinsa's body softened as she threw herself into her husband’s embrace.
“Dear, I’m still alive, right?”
Luke reached out and gave her rounded backside a firm slap.
The sound of a loud "smack" echoed in the attic.
Accompanied by Avinsa's surprised yelp.
“You seed to be having so much fun earlier. What’s wrong? Coming to your senses now?”
Avinsa rolled her eyes at her husband.
She giggled charmingly, her laughter filled with a teasing tone.
She reached out her slender hand and pinched her husband’s chin.
“Jealous?”
Luke stood up, holding his wife’s delicate body.
Looking out at the full moon outside the window, Luke took a deep breath.
“We really lost big this ti!”
“Yeah, we lost big!”
Nestled in her husband’s arms, Avinsa squinted at the full moon outside the window.
This ti, it wasn’t just a failed mission.
The two of them had also lost their freedom.
Though the master hadn’t signed a contract or anything with them, Avinsa wasn’t pleased.
A powerful being like the master might have other ans of controlling them.
Luke looked down at his wife in his arms.
“Should we run?”
Avinsa looked up at her husband’s face.
“Can we?”
“Don’t know. Should we try?”
“The risk is too high. Better not.”
“True. Madam, what rank do you think the master is?”
“I don’t know. I couldn’t sense any magic fluctuations from him.”
“Really? Even during… intimacy?”
Avinsa shook her head.
“Could he be an Emperor-level expert?”
“Maybe. But it doesn’t matter anymore.”
“Yes, it doesn’t matter.”
Ti passed slowly, and the night deepened.
Even the longest night eventually gives way to dawn.
With dawn ca the declaration of a new day.
In the morning, as life began to stir.
The grand city of Obenlo gradually beca bustling.
The shadows of the night quietly faded away.
Early in the morning, Li ng pulled aside the curtain of Bard Earl’s mansion.
Before long, the mansion’s door was opened from within.
A maid in uniform, Emma, stepped out.
When she saw the peculiar figure in the black robe outside the courtyard gate, Emma’s eyes lit up.
She quickened her pace unconsciously.
“Sir Silver Mask, welco!”
Li ng glanced down at Emma’s stocking-clad legs.
The injuries from last night were completely healed.
Li ng grinned and swaggered into the courtyard.
“Where’s Susan? I’m leaving and need to talk to her!”
Sir Silver Mask was leaving?
Hearing this, Emma’s expression shifted slightly.
“Sir Silver Mask, thank you for your help last night!”
Li ng waved his hand dismissively.
“No need to thank . I’m quite fond of playing the hero and saving beauties. Saving four gorgeous won in one night isn’t sothing that happens often. How could I miss such an opportunity? Haha!”
Hearing Silver Mask's hearty laughter, Emma smiled subtly.
Sir Silver Mask truly was an interesting man.
“I’ll wait in the pavilion over there.”
“Understood, Sir Silver Mask. I’ll notify Miss Susan imdiately.”
The two separated in the courtyard.
Emma headed for the mansion.
Li ng headed to the pavilion.
When Li ng reached the pavilion, soone was already there.
A graceful, snow-white figure was diligently practicing magic.
It was Alisa, with her fluffy white ears and tail.
“Sir Silver Mask!”
Glancing unintentionally, Alisa noticed the black-robed figure on the path.
Her face lit up with joy as she approached him.
“Um… about last night… thank you!”
Alisa’s face turned slightly red.
She placed her hands behind her back, her gaze sowhat evasive.
Looking at the cute and beautiful Alisa before him, Li ng grinned.
He bent down to gaze down at Alisa.
“So, Miss Alisa, how do you plan to thank ?”
“Well… um… Sir Silver Mask, how would you like to thank you?”
Alisa seed at a loss.
Li ng looked her up and down.
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