Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 296 - 186 Blissful Witch Association (3)

Chapter 296: Chapter 186 Blissful Witch Association (3)

Looking at the furious girl before him, Qin Chu’s face darkened as he smiled:

"Miss, impersonating someone else is a shameful act."

"And, I might have been interested in playing along with you if you impersonated someone else, but why impersonate my Angelica?"

Disguise, transformation!

Qin Chu wouldn’t claim to be an ancestor in this field, but he was at least an expert. He had seen through this woman’s true face at first glance. Did she really think she had fooled him?

Qin Chu might not be a true gentleman, but he also wasn’t someone who would accept just any flavor.

Watching the woman hugging a pillow, throwing a tantrum, Qin Chu almost wanted to laugh, especially when he saw her thrust her sharp claws through the pillow and then into her own chest while screaming out painfully. Qin Chu truly couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

It was rather amusing at least; the clownish scene had brightened Qin Chu’s mood.

The only pity was that the pillow was unusable now, made dirty by the woman.

He knew that after the duel with the Prince and the cleansing of Karsas, various forces would definitely start to target him. Some would want to ally with him, others would want to assassinate him—it was all quite normal. However, Qin Chu hadn’t expected the first assassin to appear so quickly.

Qin Chu was quite pleased with his own willpower; the girl was obviously the type that could make a man ecstatic, a temptress capable of hooking one’s soul. Had it been someone else, they might have succumbed, and even after seeing her true face, they might have considered enjoying the pleasure first.

But he, without such filthy desires, had resisted the impure temptation with his strong willpower, preserving his purity—commendable indeed.

Qin Chu praised himself inwardly, then his expression gradually became dangerous.

Impersonating Angelica to assassinate him, such a despicable tactic, enraged Qin Chu. After all, in his heart, Angelica was a very important person.

This made Qin Chu feel that Angelica had been desecrated.

A cold voice came from Qin Chu’s mouth, "Now then, beautiful miss, can you please tell me one thing—who exactly are you?"

The woman’s face was also full of anger.

She was an expert in bedroom skills and knew how to fully showcase her Charm. Since her debut, she had completed hundreds of missions, and whether it was the resolute generals on the battlefield, the noble and elegant Marquis, or even members of the Royal Family, she had never failed.

In her eyes, all men were the same, no matter how graceful they appeared or how powerful they were. In the end, they were merely creatures driven by their lower halves, and in the face of her temptations, any man would tear off his mask, reverting to the most primal instincts of a beast.

The Hero, too, was a man, and there should be no difference in this regard.

Yet, she had never imagined that from the very start, she had been played by this man.

Anger made her hideous.

She pulled out a smooth glass Magic Lamp and threw it on the ground, her sharp claws also withdrawing from her chest cavity.

Pfft...

A spray of fresh blood stained the sheets.

This gave Qin Chu a bit of a headache. Great, you’ve dirtied my bed, are you going to clean it?

The sensual woman, possessing the air of a Queen, ignored Qin Chu’s annoyance. She just stared intently at Qin Chu, and suddenly, a whip covered in thorny barbs appeared in her fingers... Well, now this woman truly had the look of a Queen... Of course, just in appearance, the difference in temperament was still vast.

Just then, with a flurry of hurried footsteps, the door was suddenly pushed open.

The figures of Norma and Angelica appeared at the door, both with somewhat flustered expressions. Angelica, in particular, had her mouth wide open and let out a shriek, ’Master, that woman isn’t me...’

Before she could finish speaking, the mysterious woman seemed to sense an opportunity. Her eyes suddenly brightened, and the next second, she lightly slapped the bed and whooshed toward Angelica.

Before reaching Angelica, she flicked her wrist, and the whip in her hand lashed out toward Angelica’s slender neck like a venomous snake.

This woman was her most important chance at survival.

Although the woman was very confident in her own strength, she knew very well who she was facing.

He was the Hero, someone who had just defeated the Prince and purified Karsas.

He bore different titles like Hero, Divine Envoy, Descent Angel, and more.

The man’s power was definitely not to be underestimated—defeating him would be extremely difficult for her, not to mention that the palace housed many other experts. If she was cornered, a swift and clean death might be the best outcome she could hope for.

But, if she could take Angelica hostage, the situation would immediately turn around.

Who on the Sky Dome Continent didn’t know of the Hero’s extreme fondness for this Maid?

In an instant, the whip had already reached in front of Angelica’s slender neck. Just a twist around it would likely leave a ring of bloodmarks. Excitement flashed in the woman’s eyes, she had long known that this maid was not very strong, this time it seemed like a sure win...

But just as these thoughts surfaced in the assassin’s mind, Angelica seemed to snap out of the weird scene, her expression turning stern instantly, and the next second, a holy white light burst forth from Angelica’s body.

As if transformed, Angelica seemed to become Holy Light itself.

Holy Light Guardian!

The dense light, like a cover, protected Angelica and Norma within it. The black whip was violently shaken and sent flying back, and the lady’s fingers trembled incessantly, nearly losing grip of the whip.

Surprise covered her face; this was not the intel she possessed. Hadn’t they said that this maid lacked any real strength? What was this situation?

The assassination attempt had been aggravating from the start, every step hitting the most irritating notes for the female assassin.

However, compared to the amateurish assassins working for the Prince, this woman’s professional quality was much higher. Seeing that abducting Angelica was hopeless, she immediately used the recoil from the whip to fling herself backward, her feet touching the ground in a bid to smash through the window and flee thousands of miles away.

But, this unfortunate assassin had no idea how many skilled protectors lived in this temporary palace.

Not to mention Qin Chu himself, or even counting Violet and Antia.

Even if Catherine and Asina were out, and Aili nowhere to be seen, there were still Silf and Norma, two mighty beings over Level 80.

For a mere assassin over 70 levels, although her strength was not too shabby, escaping from the hands of these two? How could that be possible?

The lady barely shattered the glass with her body, her toes nimbly tapped the windowsill, and she spread her arms wide, soaring away like a large bird toward the distance.

Her speed was swift, like a gust of wind rushing over the palace in a blink, and she was about to escape from the palace. A hint of joy even appeared on her face.

However, right at that moment, the ground in front of her suddenly erupted, and a wall of earth emerged from nowhere.

Caught off guard, she had no time to dodge and slammed headfirst into the wall, dazed, seconds before landing, a sharp arrow whistled from afar.

With a piercing whistle, it went straight through the lady’s shoulder, pinning her to the earthen wall. If one looked closely, that wasn’t an arrow at all, but merely a clothes fork used for hanging laundry.

Blood ran down her shoulder and chest in streams.

The natural fall of her body was tearing at the wound on her shoulder, bringing the lady twice the pain. Her face contorted, yet her will was quite commendable. Despite her agony, she didn’t let out a single scream and one of her hands was still struggling frantically, trying to pull the clothes fork as thick as a thumb out of her shoulder.

Norma and Silf’s figures floated out of the room, and with the female assassin cornered by two experts over Level 80, one wondered if she felt pride inside.

Qin Chu and Angelica followed from behind, with Qin Chu somewhat surprised at Angelica’s strength. It seemed that her recent time spent learning from Violet had paid off, and her capabilities had grown significantly stronger since she first followed him.

Looking at the lady writhing on the wall like a worm, Qin Chu felt a tinge of pity, "Why bother? Just answer my questions honestly, what’s the need to suffer like this?"

"If it had been a little off, it could have marred your face, wouldn’t that be too wasteful?"

"So, can you answer my question now? Who exactly are you, and who sent you to kill me?" Qin Chu’s tone was very calm.

There was no sign of anger at all.

He even had a smile on his face, yet that smile made the lady’s scalp tingle.

"Of course, you can consider not answering my questions, but the consequences will be yours to bear, and I think you would definitely not want to taste that flavor."

As he said this, Qin Chu approached the lady.

He tilted his head thoughtfully, "Perhaps it’d be better for you to get a preliminary taste of the outcome?"

Qin Chu’s hand rested on the lady’s forehead, and the next second, endless illusions began flooding into her mind.

Scenes of blood and horror played one after another before her eyes.

Her pride, her beautiful face, was cut with numerous injuries. Her body was torn to pieces, her flesh covered with white worms gnawing at her fresh blood and marrow, her soul enduring the most painful burning in demon fire...

That torment felt as if it were actually inflicted upon her body.

Despite her strong will, under Qin Chu’s intensely realistic hallucinations, she couldn’t withstand it and her body trembled violently with fear.

Her complexion turned pale to the extreme.

When Qin Chu’s palm left the lady’s forehead, her pupils were slightly scattered, saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth onto the ground, and her body convulsed with the agony of neural pain.

"So, tell me..."

"What is your name, where do you come from?" Qin Chu’s voice like a ghost echoed in the lady’s ears.

The lady snapped back to reality, looking at Qin Chu as if he were the most vicious demon.

"Answer my question, or I promise, the real pain you’ll experience will be ten times what you just saw..."

As Qin Chu’s icy voice followed, his hand reached out again, and at that moment, the lady’s will completely shattered.

She couldn’t help but scream out, "I’ll say..."

"I’m from..."

"The Blissful Witch Association!"

The Blissful Witch Association?

Just the name sounded like no good place... Qin Chu was quite curious to ask further: where was it located, and were there any requirements to become a member?