Blissful Witch Association!
Angelica was very clear about what kind of an organization it was.
They were indulgent and decadent, beautiful with sharp spikes all over, like a poisonous needle ruthlessly piercing through the throat of their target.
The last ti a mber of the Blissful Witch Association had carried out an assassination attempt against her master, even disguising themselves as her, which filled Angelica with even more disgust for this filthy organization.
However, Angelica could never have imagined that the organization could be so terrifying; they had even infiltrated the Imperial Palace... one of the places on the Sky Do Continent with the most rigorous defense, yet it had been corroded by the Blissful Witch Association.
What was even more unbearable to Angelica was the fact that these two won seed to be discussing how to assassinate her master.
Her gentle eyes suddenly beca cold and heartless, and the footsteps that were about to depart halted. Her master was the most important existence in this world for her, she would never allow anyone to harm him, even if it ant her own death. No one was allowed to do so.
Her breathing almost stopped at that instant, she suppressed her heartbeat to the lowest point, and the fluctuation of her Magic Power was completely retracted as if she were a silent and breathless Ghost, chasing the faint, almost imperceptible sounds in the air.
The garden of the Imperial Palace was a bit complicated.
Angelica tried her best to lower her profile as she weaved through the flower beds.
After a long ti, Angelica finally discovered them, sitting quietly under a gazebo to the right of the flower beds, wearing exquisite dresses. From their attire and accessories, one could tell that these two won were of significant status.
Perhaps knowing that their residences were filled with the eyes of others, these two won had chosen the deserted garden to discuss their plans. Right now, in the Imperial Palace, several Princes were vying for the position of heir to the throne, enticing Nobles with influence, and no one had the leisure to co to this place.
The Emperor was eting with the Hero, Wozworth, Saint Monica, and so Great Nobles in the eting room and were not to appear here.
And the wives of Wozworth, the Princesses, they had already scouted out that everyone was taking this opportunity to hold private parties, inviting ladies and mistresses who had a close relationship with them.
So this place was absolutely safe.
But these two won never expected that an idle Maid would wander into this area.
Angelica was getting closer, and finally, she saw the faces of those two won.
In that instant, Angelica felt as if a sudden clap of thunder exploded in her mind.
She recognized those two won.
Sharon Delays!
Angela Gede!
Angelica’s scalp tingled, these two won...
Were the wives of Wozworth.
And moreover, they were the wives Wozworth favored most recently.
Sharon Delays was the mother of the Nineteenth Prince, and Angela Gede, the mother of the 23rd Prince, having married Wozworth as soon as they ca of age. Moreover, living in such an affluent environnt and with skilful maintenance, although both had given birth to Princes, ti had scarcely left a trace on these two won.
Their skin remained as delicate as that of young girls, their figures svelte yet mature. The tenderness of a young girl and the charm of a mature woman perfectly blended on these two won. Adorned with refined attire, their elegance and nobility possessed an astounding allure to the opposite sex.
Angelica already knew that the Blissful Witch Association was extrely terrifying, but she never imagined that even the wives of the Emperor could be mbers of the Blissful Witch Association.
What about the Princesses? The wives of the Princes?
The entire Imperial Palace might have already been riddled with the infiltration of the Blissful Witch Association.
Recalling the indulgence and decadence of the Blissful Witch Association, wouldn’t Wozworth’s head already be thoroughly green?
A flood of thoughts surged in Angelica’s heart the mont she reflexively hunched down even more, not willing to miss any detail.
She wanted to know exactly how these two won planned to deal with her master, and whether there were other mbers besides these two won.
Angelica was not without awareness of the danger of staying here. The mber of the Blissful Witch Association from the last ti in the palace, although not as high-ranking as Angelica, could still be hard to contend with if she launched a surprise attack.
These two Princesses undoubtedly had a higher status in the Blissful Witch Association than the previous Assassin, and their strength might be greater as well. If her presence were detected, her life could be threatened in an instant.
But the more she knew, the less danger her master might face.
For her master, Angelica was willing to take the risk.
Of course, Angelica didn’t want to be separated from her master forever. She hadn’t enjoyed her master’s favor enough, and she hoped that she could stay by her master’s side for life, never to part.
After taking a deep breath, Angelica discreetly glanced at her Power.
For her master, Angelica was willing to take a gamble.
The two won under the gazebo had no idea that Angelica was eavesdropping on their exchange; they continued to discuss in hushed tones.
It was clear that among the two, Sharon Delays held a slightly higher position in the Witch Association, and Angela Gede listened quietly to Sharon’s arrangent:
"The orders from above are to take advantage of Wozworth’s hand this ti to get rid of the Hero."
"Angela, you are young and more beautiful. Having been in the Witch Association for so long and mastering seduction, with Qin Chu’s character who treats lust as his life, as long as you provide just a bit of temptation, he will surely fall for it obediently."
"When you are seducing Qin Chu, I will go and inform Wozworth. As long as you disguise it well, you can make Wozworth witness the scene where Qin Chu appears to force himself on you."
"Wozworth is rude and impulsive by nature. As long as he sees that kind of picture, he definitely won’t be able to restrain himself, and in a fury, he won’t bother to see who that man is. He will undoubtedly launch an attack imdiately. Although Qin Chu is strong, he is definitely no match for Wozworth."
"With just one punch, Qin Chu will likely be smashed into a at paste."
A cold smile played on Sharon’s face; they had followed Wozworth for many years and knew very well what kind of man he was.
Wozworth was extrely selfish and indifferent; the Princesses in his harem were nothing more to Wozworth than tools for venting his desires and bearing princes. He had almost no affection for the Princesses.
However, on the other hand, Wozworth’s possessiveness was very strong.
He would not allow any man to touch his won.
This kind of incident had indeed happened before—Wozworth had once executed a Princess and a guard on re suspicion of an affair, without any evidence. Such a vulgar man, if not for his own mighty strength, would never be able to sit stably on the Emperor’s throne.
Angela’s expression beca sowhat gloomy; she of course was aware that as a part of the execution of this plan, she too faced imnse threats. In his rage, it was very possible that Wozworth would also kill her.
Seemingly noticing Angela’s concerns, Sharon suddenly flashed a smile, her delicate fingers lightly sliding over Angela’s pretty face. It felt like electricity coursing through wherever her fingertips touched, causing Angela to tremble slightly, and a blush spread across her cheeks.
"Angela, don’t worry."
"You absolutely won’t co to any harm, understand?"
"The great Lord of Pleasure will surely protect his most faithful Believers."
"Moreover, once successful, Wozworth will carry the heavy accusation of murdering the Hero. Augustus and Saint Monica will definitely not miss this opportunity and will surely join with the continent’s masters to eliminate Wozworth. By then, we will be free!"
Sharon’s voice carried a bewitching charm, and Angela’s breathing seed to beco a bit hurried. Freedom excited Angela, and the title Lord of Pleasure sparked a frenzied light in her eyes.
Her body trembled involuntarily, and a giggly smile spread across her face.
A pair of delicate white hands were placed on her chest, with the pinky and thumb touching each other, and a chant-like voice ca from her rosy lips:
"For the great Lord of Pleasure, I shall lead the world towards depravity, offering unto you the most supre delight."
The madness, akin to that of a lunatic, caused Angelica to get goosebumps, and the plot of the two left her frightened.
The plan of the two was very simple, yet incredibly malicious.
If everything goes as planned, given Wozworth’s character, it really might be possible to accomplish.
By then, it wouldn’t just be Qin Chu facing danger; Wozworth himself would be dood as well.
After soothing Angela, Sharon began to explain so specific details of their action. Although Angelica wanted to continue eavesdropping, she knew she had to leave imdiately and relay the information to her master as soon as possible, so he could prepare in advance.
She could directly inform Wozworth, but Angelica had no evidence; with her word alone, why would Wozworth believe her?
She also couldn’t use ssage Magic, as it might be sensed by those two Princesses.
After calming herself, Angelica quietly turned around.
However, just as she turned her shadow, Angelica’s pupils suddenly constricted.
She saw that, unbeknownst to her, a figure had appeared behind her. Was it because she had been too focused on eavesdropping that she failed to notice the movent behind her?
Her clothes were sowhat tattered and not glamorous, with an ice-white gown that even had so holes, her bare feet as clean and white as ice sculptures, quietly standing on the ground.
The ripped hem of the dress revealed a section of pale calves, her skin as delicate as snow, pristine.
The ice-blue hair hung in a tangled ss behind her, falling down on either side of her cheeks, covering most of her face, preventing any glimpse of the features within.
Her figure was graceful, her body well-proportioned and athletic, with the tattered dress accentuating her beautiful curves.
The woman exuded an icy temperant, reminiscent of the first ti she t Antasia, making her feel the breath of an icy, snow-filled world.
Who was this woman?
Could she also be a mber of the Witch Association?
How long had she been standing behind her?
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