Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 241 - 156 Aili and Silf (3)_2

Chapter 241: Chapter 156 Aili and Silf (3)_2

"Mr. Brave was also too heartbroken, staying at home mourning the Prince all this time, have you not seen that Mr. Brave hasn’t left the house these many days?"

Rumors became more and more outrageous under some people’s distortions.

Above the name of Death Knight Karthas, another black mark was added.

Because he was tainted by dark power and slaughtered his own family along with thousands of holy knights, it was easy for people to believe that Karthas had triggered this disaster.

The noble’s face contorted with ferocity and disgust, and he spat without any aristocratic demeanor, "Damn that Death Knight, such a bastard, what’s with tainting himself with dark power? He already went mad before, killing three thousand two hundred excellent knights battling demons, and now he has wrought such a huge disaster in the city. Death Knight, Death Knight, why doesn’t he just die himself?"

The noble opposite him also looked disgusted, "People like him don’t deserve to be human, how could there be such trash in the Hero Team... What was the First Generation Brave even thinking..."

The Elf Girl’s gaze suddenly sharpened.

The next second, her body was merely a blur.

No one clearly saw what she did; her figure had already appeared in front of the two nobles.

"Take back your words!"

The two nobles, who were conversing, jumped in shock. Upon seeing clearly that the figure before them was a stunning Elf, one young noble’s eyes suddenly lit up, "Very nice."

Ancestral regression elves were rare these days.

"Girl, what’s your name? You’re pretty impressive."

"Let me tell you, I’m the sixth son of Count Baltli and the next Count Baltli; my lord has taken a liking to you. Come home with me and be my woman; I guarantee you..." The young noble bragged proudly as his five brothers had died in the Duel Arena, he was thrilled. Originally, the count’s title and the family’s inheritance had nothing to do with him, nor did the family have the energy to provide proper education for a mere sixth son.

But a blessing from the Goddess turned him from the sixth son directly into the family’s heir, his status skyrocketed, and he spoke with a bit of arrogance.

All five brothers dying in the Duel Arena was simply wonderful.

Even now, he could hardly believe such good fortune could befall him; even his father was gravely injured in the arena. He had added a little something to his father’s medicine, and it wouldn’t be long before his father would return to the embrace of the Holy Light Goddess. At that time, he would be not just an heir but the true Count Baltli.

Society’s higher echelon banquets, which he originally had no right to participate in, would open their doors to him.

He planned to use his capabilities to prove to his disdainful father that he was more outstanding than his foolish brothers, definitely taking the Baltli family to unprecedented heights.

He intended to make those noble ladies who had once rejected him realize how foolish their decisions had been.

With his status as Count Baltli, marrying a daughter from a duke’s family, or even a princess from the Grand Duke’s Royal Family shouldn’t be a problem, right?

Imagining the scenes that would soon unfold and the glory that would come upon him, the young noble’s face revealed a delusional smile.

As for the Elf before him, naturally, she wasn’t qualified to be the Countess, but as a lover or female slave, she would do nicely.

And like him, there were suddenly many nobles like him in the Imperial City.

He was probably one of the most foolish.

The temperature around the beautiful-faced Elf dropped continuously, her expression growing colder by the second. The next second, a whirlwind suddenly appeared under the feet of the two young nobles, followed by a whooshing sound accompanied by their shrill screams as their bodies were flung into the air.

She would not allow anyone to insult Lord Jie Luo.

Furthermore, Brother Karthas would absolutely never do such a thing.

With a couple of smacks, the two young nobles smashed into the ground, their bodies twitching, without her touching them once, as she was a germaphobe.

Ignoring the two fools behind her, the Elf headed straight toward the direction of the Holy Court.

Not far behind, a girl no more than one and a half meters tall walked cheerfully toward the two men on the ground, sporting long golden hair tied in twin tails at the sides of her little head, her blue eyes gleaming with intelligence and cunning.

Her fair little face radiated innocence and cuteness.

As she passed the two nobles trying to rise from the ground, her little hand made a quick twist, and the next second, the clothes on the two nobles vanished completely.

In an instant, the two naked men attracted a large crowd, and whispers filled the air.

"Really? Is that even one centimeter?"

"Why do I feel like he’s even smaller than a peanut..."

"Tsk, whoever marries him really has to be a widow for life..."

The mocking voices behind them caused a roar of laughter.

The lovely girl chuckled and tossed the nobles’ luxurious clothes into the trash bin.

...

The Holy Court.

The boudoir of the Holy Daughter.

Rose Vesper was in a terrible mood, having lost her last ten million in the Duel Arena.

The current Holy Daughter, utterly penniless, felt so depressed she wanted to cry.

Her status had also plummeted, far from the respect she once commanded.

Asina seemed to be in a low period, too, emotionally drained from dedicating herself to Qin Chu. She hadn’t been in touch with her these days, so Rose Vesper wasn’t clear about the recent situation with Qin Chu either.

Lately, she was utterly down on her luck, with not a single piece of good news. Her once confidence-filled plan had developed holes due to Benson’s death and Karsas’s impending execution. The once-powerful Hero Team had suddenly lost two of its strong members.

She could feel things were slowly spiraling out of control.

Moreover, because she had sneaked out twice, she had angered Pope Augustus, who had strictly ordered that Rose Vesper be confined to her premises until Karsas’s execution. There were even Holy Knights guarding the door, and with no money, bribing the knights was out of the question.

While Rose Vesper was in a foul mood, a knock suddenly came at the door.

Shaking her head, Rose Vesper quickly adjusted her mood, her face resuming an expression of purity and naivety, with a tad of gloominess that perfectly suited her current situation, as she went to open the door, "Who is it?"

No sooner had she spoken, she saw a golden-haired elf standing before her.

A brilliant smile instantly bloomed on Rose Vesper’s face, and she cheered, "Silf..."

Yes, this elf was none other than a member of the Hero Team, the Ghost Shooter Silf.

A powerful woman skilled in bow skill and magic.

Immediately, Rose Vesper’s gaze shifted to look behind Silf, where a playful girl was gently waving her little hand, with an even happier face, "Aili..."

"You came back too."

From the Hero Team, one of the Twin Thieves, Aili.

The Twin Thieves, despite their innocent faces and petite figures, both girls possessed the strength of a Thief Saint.

Due to certain reasons, their bodies had stopped developing past the age of fifteen; though in reality, they were about the same age as Rose Vesper.

Silf’s expression remained unchanged, obviously already aware that Aili had been following right behind her.

Aili’s form shifted into a shadow and she pounced into Rose Vesper’s arms, her little head burying into Rose Vesper’s chest and rubbing continuously, "Sister Rose Vesper, I’ve missed you so much..."

Is it my death you miss?

A dark cloud instantly shadowed Rose Vesper’s eyes.

Aileen, Aili, those two little girls... Taking advantage of their petite appearances, they often cuddled up to Lord Jie Luo like this, driving Rose Vesper to frenzy with jealousy every time.

And that Silf, lacking any elfin restraint or elegance, had actually confessed directly to Lord Jie Luo... In her mind, Rose Vesper had concocted forty-nine different ways for Silf to die, each more cruel than the last...

Though a gloom pervaded her heart, Rose Vesper’s face remained radiantly smiling.

The return of these two was perfectly timed; she was in need of help right now. These two wretches still had their uses!

If these fools could offer their bodies to Qin Chu like Asina and Catherine had, she’d have two less rivals.