The next instant, the lady’s body began to tremble violently.
Intense pain contorted her face, and blisters the size of thumbs began to erge on every inch of her skin, filling rapidly with fluid.
She opened her mouth to scream in agony, but it was too late; only a series of strange, gasping heaves could be heard from her throat, and protrusions were visible in her mouth and throat.
Soon after, the blisters swelled to their limits.
Accompanied by popping sounds, the blisters suddenly burst open, drenching the lady inside and out in a foul-slling, viscous fluid.
The breath of life ceased abruptly.
But that wasn’t all; the lady’s already grotesquely disfigured corpse rapidly decayed within the viscous fluid—skin, flesh, and bone alike.
In less than half a minute, all that was left on the ground was a pool of viscous fluid.
Angelica clung to Qin Chu’s sleeve with so fear, while Norma’s figure also subconsciously drew closer in his direction.
Silf also furrowed her brows tightly, her complexion sowhat pale.
With their strength, they were naturally not so easily frightened, but... this scene was indeed too weird and nauseating.
It seed joining the Witch Association wasn’t rely about enjoying perks; all mbers bore a terrifying prohibition within them. Normally it was as if the prohibiton didn’t exist, but the mont any of these mbers tried to reveal important information about the Blissful Witch Association, the prohibition would activate and end the mber’s life in an instant.
"What are you four doing hanging around here?" Just then, a tender, crisp voice ca from behind them: "Eh? Since when was there a wall here?"
Turning around, they saw a petite assassin in leather armor and a voluptuous magician who had appeared behind them without notice; if not the breakfast-parting Aili and Asina, then who?
Standing a bit farther back, they could even see Catherine’s silhouette.
Asina was puzzled, but when she saw the pile of foul slling sticky fluid in front of the earthen wall, she imdiately raised a hand to pinch her nose, a look of disgust on her face: "What happened here, why does it stink so much?"
"Just a rat that rotted away here, don’t mind it," Qin Chu shook his head, saying nothing further.
As smart as Asina was, she knew it was definitely not just about a dead rat, but she didn’t pursue the question.
"By the way, Qin Chu, those four old guys have sothing to discuss with you..."
Silf’s expression showed so disappointnt. She had wanted to discuss further treatnts with Qin Chu, but now she had to let it go.
...
The gathering this ti was held within the Imperial Palace.
The distinct divisions of power were clearly visible at the scene.
Behind Wozworth stood a young girl, presumably one of Wozworth’s daughters.
Zimrman was accompanied by Nadia.
Next to Augustus were Rose Vesper and another girl exuding a holy aura. Qin Chu even knew this girl’s na—Shirley Lagren!
One of the new generation of Saintess Candidates for the Holy Court.
Her status was akin to that of the forr Angelica. The position of Saintess in the Holy Court was not permanent; one must retire after reaching the age of thirty, and a new generation of Saintess would take over.
As soon as one Saintess was selected, the training for the next Saintess Candidate would begin.
Discontent was clearly etched on Rose Vesper’s face, a sentint stemming from Shirley Lagren by her side. In the first week, Qin Chu’s interaction with Shirley Lagren was not extensive, limited to re acquaintance.
This girl t a mysterious death just as the war against the demons was coming to an end, but at that ti people were looking forward to the final victory of the war against magic, and Shirley’s death was eventually brushed aside.
Saint Monica’s face was full of smiles, by her side was a woman dressed in a rock-yellow Saintess costu—Saint Inas Simon from the Earth Mother Goddess Church.
Her skin wasn’t as pale as Rose Vesper’s but had a slightly dark tone, which had its own charm.
She too was a girl whose na Qin Chu knew, but with whom he’d had little contact.
Apart from these individuals, all of the Hero Team mbers who were in the Imperial City also appeared.
Rose Vesper looked at Silf with a hint of surprise, as she keenly sensed that sothing was not quite right with her companion.
The Ghost Shooter seed to have lost her usual pride, her body subconsciously curling up. She wasn’t in her usual sowhat revealing leather armor, but had instead changed into a high-collared long dress.
Rose Vesper found it hard to describe the feeling... How should she put it... Timid?
This did not match Silf’s personality.
Rose Vesper pondered what could have possibly happened to her comrade.
Could it be that she was violated by Qin Chu in so way during her stay at the palace?
But imdiately, Rose Vesper found her own thoughts a bit ludicrous, considering that although Silf appeared to be elegant and gentle on the outside, her temperant was even more volatile than Catherine’s.
If Qin Chu dared to make a move on Silf, this woman would surely lash out and hurt soone. In comparison, Rose Vesper was more worried that Silf would harm Qin Chu, affecting the plan to resurrect Jie Luo.
Perhaps it was simply that ti of the month...
Rose Vesper withdrew her gaze, choosing not to ponder further.
Silf, on the other hand, let out a long sigh of relief. The scrutiny from Rose Vesper made her feel like she was on pins and needles, extrely uncomfortable.
Maybe it was the strange changes occurring within her that made her feel as if everyone in the hall looked at her with doubt, making her feel utterly uncomfortable. It was truly a torturous feeling.
Her heart was full of panic, as if at any mont she might transform into a monstrous creature.
This damned eting must end soon; she had to receive treatnt from the Hero as soon as possible.
No matter what kind of treatnt it was, she was willing to accept anything, Silf just hoped she would not end up like Karsas.
It was only after Qin Chu and the others sat down that Wozworth began to speak with a smile, "Brother Qin, you were tired from purifying Karsas yesterday. You should have taken a good rest today, but we urgently need to make a decision on an important matter as soon as possible."
The hearty voice echoed through the hall. Even without Wozworth having elaborated further, the expressions of Asina, Silf, Aili, and Rose Vesper gradually darkened.
Because everyone was well aware of the purpose of this eting.
Qin Chu seed curious about the sudden summons and nodded lightly, asking in cooperation, "What matter?"
"It’s like this."
"Following the deaths of Benson and Karsas, two positions in the Hero Team have been vacated."
"The Hero Team is the strongest arm in assisting the Hero to fight demons and cannot afford to have such a vacancy. Therefore, we discussed and decided to select two more outstanding and powerful individuals to beco new mbers of the Hero Team. What do you think?" Wozworth suggested with a beaming smile.
Indeed, it was that matter.
Last ti, when the Prince arranged for Horn to provoke, Wozworth had already brought up this matter, and the two even completed a dirty deal.
However, even if mbers were being added to the Hero Team, looking around at the candidates: Princess? Holy Daughter? Saintess Candidate? Beautiful Great Sage from Wise Mountain?
Why were they all won?
Was it that obvious?
Was this really about picking new Hero Team mbers, or was it about selecting a harem for the Hero?
Of course, whether male or female, these people ca with their own missions, seeking to gain so advantage from him. Since that was the case, Qin Chu would still prefer the company of beautiful girls a bit more.
At least they were more pleasing to the eye.
Qin Chu’s gaze swept over each of the candidates and quickly retracted. His voice was filled with righteousness:
"As long as it is beneficial for the Sky Do Continent, I will have no objections. After all, I am the Hero, and I carry the future of the Sky Do Continent on my shoulders."
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