Asina was a very useful and intelligent tool person.
Compared to Catherine, Asina’s loyalty wasn’t as high as the Crimson Valkyrie’s, since the latter’s consciousness had already been warped by City Beauty Love.
But, Catherine basically needed Qin Chu to arrange everything clearly for her, to make a proper plan.
Asina, on the other hand, didn’t need as much; she was smart enough to make different judgnts based on the situation at hand.
If used well, this intelligence could relieve Qin Chu of many troubles... but this intelligence was also a double-edged sword; no matter how ticulous the arrangents Qin Chu had made from the beginning till now, there was a possibility that Asina could see through them.
This ti, Asina headed to Snow Mountain to help the Mad Demon Muses open the Barrier and retrieve Jie Luo’s Soul Fragnts.
Qin Chu deduced that Asina would certainly try to draw out the Residual Soul within the Soul Fragnts. If Asina realized the Soul Fragnts were empty, then all his long-ti arrangents would collapse thunderously.
Actually, Qin Chu’s arrangents were really not bad, but it was this one point that Qin Chu simply had no way to redy.
Once Asina perceived the truth, that woman would stand on the opposite side of him.
Such a powerful and clever woman would be a very troubleso opponent; if it ca to that irreversible step, he would have no choice but to eliminate Asina.
Of course, he had to get rid of the Mad Demon Muses at the sa ti.
Qin Chu leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixated on the silhouette of Antasia. After Qin Chu reclaid vis’s ashes, Antasia placed them in a jar and, with Qin Chu’s permission, buried it in the garden, thus providing a final resting place for vis.
Antasia didn’t feel much for vis; even though vis had held her, at that ti, Antasia was just a baby in swaddling clothes. By the ti Antasia could finally rember things, vis had already married into the Empire.
But no matter what, that was a mber of the family, and the sister of her father.
There was also another matter that puzzled Qin Chu, and that was Wozworth...
With such a major commotion in the Imperial City, it was barely conceivable that Saint Monica and Augustus did not intervene, but what about Wozworth? That guy was the Emperor, and he was also investigating vis.
Qin Chu did not believe that all the intelligence personnel under Wozworth would fail to find the old church.
Even if they truly didn’t find it, given the huge commotion, Wozworth should have been able to guess and then imdiately co to completely settle the matter.
But, Wozworth never showed up from beginning to end.
"When we were fighting with vis, I sensed a life form approaching that place," Silf suddenly said from the side.
As an Elf, even though she didn’t have Carol’s talent, Silf’s perception ability was still extrely strong.
"Who was it?" Qin Chu asked.
Silf shook her head: "I don’t know that, I didn’t have the ti to pay too much attention at that mont."
Although Silf did not see the person, Qin Chu felt that it was very likely to be that old fox, Wozworth.
That old thing, watching from a distance as Qin Chu fought his wife, just refused to show up.
Perhaps all his trump cards had been seen through by that old thing, right?
This was not a good thing.
...
Elsewhere.
Asina’s figure appeared on a silver-white Snow Mountain.
She was dressed in a black long gown with a wide-brimd hat on her head. Reflected in the whiteness of the snow on her face, her skin looked even more pale.
The long gown wasn’t very thick, and underneath the hem was only a pair of leggings Qin Chu had given her, the contours of her legs drawing an alluring outline.
Her voluptuous and graceful figure could not be concealed even by the loose long gown, adding rather a languid beauty.
In the surrounding world of ice and snow, under the howling cold wind, flakes of snow fell from the sky like goose feathers, but Asina didn’t feel cold since she had opened a crimson Magic Shield around her body to ward off the chill, even feeling quite warm.
Although maintaining the Magic Shield continuously would consu a lot of Magic Power, for a Magician of Asina’s level, this posed no pressure.
Her tall figure stood out against the white as a stroke of night.
The progress, a bit slower than imagined.
It wasn’t that Asina lacked the power or that her flying speed was slow.
On the contrary, with sufficient Magic Power as support, she even arrived here a day ahead of schedule... The problem was that Snow Mountain was simply too vast.
All the peaks and summits were nearly indistinguishable from one another.
That idiot Muse did not provide detailed, specific coordinates, forcing Asina to search on her own and wasting a lot of ti. Speaking of which, she even lost contact with Muse since the day before yesterday.
That guy, couldn’t have already died, could he?
Asina thought sowhat maliciously.
But Asina also knew that was an impossibility. Muse, as a Martial God Level Berserker, would hardly be laughable to be frozen to death even in the ice and snow.
For beings of their level, even doing nothing and staying on Snow Mountain for a year and a half would not result in death from cold.
Therefore, Asina could only speculate that sothing might have happened to Muse, hoping the situation wasn’t too bad.
She stretched her arms forcefully, extending her fingers beyond the Magic Shield. As soon as she did so, Asina quickly drew her hand back, as frost had already ford a white layer on her fingertips.
The temperature outside is truly exaggerated.
As her gaze swept the surroundings, Asina’s brows furrowed.
A delicate little hand rested on her full chest.
She could feel her heart pounding violently.
Asina didn’t understand what was happening; at first, it was bearable, but as she closed in on Snow Mountain, the oppression in her chest steadily grew. At the deepest part of her consciousness, it seed as though a voice was constantly shouting, telling her not to approach this place.
Go back.
Stay away from here!
Asina couldn’t comprehend it.
It was as though there was sothing extrely terrifying hidden within Snow Mountain.
Or perhaps, sothing very bad was going to happen to her.
That indescribable and elusive feeling filled Asina with fear.
Ever since the last ti, when she compared Qin Chu and Jie Luo in her heart, and concluded that Jie Luo does not asure up to Qin Chu, even starting to question her feelings for Jie Luo, Asina had been reinforcing in her mind that she was deeply in love with Jie Luo. But an intermittent uneasiness still hung over her heart.
Asina even genuinely felt the urge to turn around and leave, but she resisted it, because here lay a Soul Fragnt of Jie Luo.
Qin Chu, Jie Luo, the images of the two n wavered in her mind.
Asina felt ashad of her confused feelings, thinking of herself as a shaless woman.
But this ti, as long as she could successfully retrieve Jie Luo’s Soul Fragnt, she would surely be able to firm up the feelings in her heart. She had to be able to.
Taking a deep breath, Asina’s gaze once again beca resolute. She lifted her jade foot and continued walking forward.
Behind her lay a long trail of footprints, which quickly disappeared under the cover of the wind and snow.
After a while, on the side of a mountain peak, Asina finally discovered a cave.
A hint of joy flashed in her chestnut eyes, and Asina quickened her pace, flying towards the cave.
Gasping... Gasping... Gasping...
Just as she reached the cave entrance, Asina imdiately felt heavy, bestial breaths emanating from within.
Was there a living creature inside the cave, could it be Muse?
Wary, Asina bolstered her Magic Shield and then called out, "Muse? Is that you inside?"
In the midst of the wind and snow, Asina’s clear voice echoed within the cave.
Gasping... Gasping... Gasping...
In response to Asina ca the sa breaths as before, without any difference, which made Asina frown deeply. Was that guy Muse asleep?
After a brief mont of hesitation, Asina stepped into the cave, and as soon as she entered, she instinctively raised her hand to cover her nose.
Such an unpleasant sll.
It was a mixture of stench and rot.
Rot? Could anything rot in such a place?
With a slight wave of her Magic Wand, a Fireball the size of a human head erged, darting into the interior at Asina’s command.
The light of the fire dispersed the darkness in the cave, clearly revealing footprints on the ground, a clear sign that humans had been moving about not long before.
The Fireball penetrated deeper, and Asina followed the light, striding along with her slender, shapely legs, step by step.
The cave was deep.
After several minutes, Asina suddenly commanded the Fireball to return.
The Fireball moved too fast, and only after the light passed did Asina realize that there seed to be a curled-up shadow in the corner of the mountain wall.
When the light shone on it again, the first thing to catch her eye was a bright, cold gleam—it was a massive axe.
As a mber of the Hero Team, Asina was all too familiar with it—it was Muse’s weapon. That guy was really here.
As the light continued downwards, Asina finally saw a figure curled up at the base of the mountain, deep in sleep, with the ’gasping’ sounds coming from this very person.
Seeing the ssy hair that looked like a bird’s nest, Asina imdiately recognized the identity of this person: who else could it be but Muse?
This guy, he was actually sleeping?
A line of frustration creased Asina’s forehead.
Feeling sowhat speechless, she rubbed her temples and spoke again, "Muse, I’m here, stop sleeping."
Muse remained fast asleep, showing no sign of waking up.
Having no other choice, Asina, wearing her sexy black high heels, clicked towards Muse, bent slightly at the waist, and stretched out her hand to pat his shoulder, "Hey, wake up... Ah...!"
Before Asina’s fingers even touched Muse’s shoulder, as if having discovered sothing horrific, she let out a scream, recoiling swiftly as her face turned deathly pale.
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