Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 48 - 41 Angelica’s Will (1)

Chapter 48: Chapter 41 Angelica’s Will (1)

True to her name as the Dark Witch, she had grand airs about her.

It seemed nothing to Rose Vesper that the magic potion she had already concocted could be improved at will.

On the other side, two nuns, having faced Angelica’s constant refusals, had lost their patience.

The expressions on their faces had become somewhat dangerous.

A nun emitted a dangerous tone, her fingers gliding over Angelica’s fair cheeks. Down her slender neck, they slowly moved, finally stopping at her waist.

"Angelica, you truly disappoint me!"

Angelica, seemingly triggered by some terrifying memory, just trembled.

"I’ll ask you once more, do you want to cooperate with us..."

Even in her fear, Angelica’s teeth remained firmly clenched against her lips, shaking her head.

She would not betray her master, no matter what treatment she might face.

Qin Chu was the last ray of light in her dark life, which she did not want to lose.

"Ah, I really didn’t want to be so rough."

The nun’s gaze suddenly sharpened, the fingers on Angelica’s abdomen clenched into a fist, and she exerted force suddenly from a very short distance.

Poof!

The fist crashed into Angelica’s abdomen.

In an instant, Angelica felt pain piercing through her bones, her body uncontrollably bent forward, tears nearly rolling down her cheeks.

Pain to the core of her bones.

"Don’t worry..." The nun who had struck her crouched down, grasping Angelica’s hair with one hand, and looked at her beautiful yet disheveled face: "I’m very careful with my Fighting Energy, there will be no mark on your belly, but your pain will be even more intense than usual."

Her face was fiercely pressed against the ground.

Gravel pierced her cheek, leaving traces of blood.

"Does this feeling feel familiar to you?"

The fist, once again, crashed into Angelica’s waist from the side.

The Fighting Energy, like countless fine steel needles, penetrated Angelica’s skin, causing her body to convulse neurotically, feeling as though it had suddenly become riddled with thousands of holes.

With her mouth open, she could only make a gasping sound; she couldn’t even scream.

Deep darkness surged towards her heart; memories of being tortured by Rose Vesper replayed in front of her.

Why had it come to this?

She had already broken free from hell.

Yet why was she still being tormented by others?

The intense pain made Angelica feel as though her body was becoming scorching hot.

Her head was jerked up by someone again; the nun’s lips approached her ear, and in the gentlest tone, she spoke the most malicious words:

"Hey, do you think you have already escaped..."

"Don’t dream..."

"In this life, you’ll never escape."

"You can only live like a dog at the very bottom of this world..."

"This, is your fate!"

Angelica’s face was pale, her body shaking, her teeth clattering.

Is this really my fate?

It was unclear whether it was due to the pain or the despair, but a rich, deep darkness had enveloped Angelica’s will.

Why was this world so unjust to her?

"Cooperate with us. If you obey, I assure you that you will no longer be treated this way, and you will gain your freedom. No one in this world can bully you again..."

"But if you refuse to cooperate, I can likewise assure you that this won’t be the only time."

Her body had already become somewhat numb; perhaps she had gotten accustomed to being beaten?

But it still hurt so much.

From today on, live parasitically on me, as long as I am alive, you will not return to hell.

I won’t let others bully you again; if anyone else hurts you...

I will definitely appear before you!

Suddenly a light shone in the darkness, it was the light of hope.

Her body, which had been ice-cold and piercing, suddenly felt a slight warmth again.

My master will come to save me, he definitely will.

The eyes that gradually woke up made the nun’s lips tremble, for she knew that this woman had not submitted to her beatings.

In her heart she persisted, believing that if she persisted, she could achieve redemption.

Damned little wench.

There was no need to torture Angelica so much; if negotiation failed, they could simply control her directly using the Magic Scroll.

But people have a sadistic side.

Especially when facing someone who had been bullied and tortured, this side was easily uncovered. Torturing Angelica gave them pleasure. The Saintess Candidate, once exalted, now trampled underfoot like a dog, brought them a joy that nothing else could replace.

Since this woman had not yet fallen into despair, well, it was time to really play with her...

Of course, there was another reason: the master’s task.

Even if Angelica cooperated honestly, she still had to be tortured ruthlessly to understand her true status.

Simultaneously, by driving Angelica into complete despair, the Magic Scroll became more effective. The Magic Scroll created by the master lacked stability, and if it were used on someone with a strong will, there was a chance they could break free.

The ferocious gaze made Angelica shudder to her core.

How terrifying!

She saw a nun who had already drawn a knife, gesturing in front of her face.

Master, save me!

"It seems like you trust that idiot Qin Chu quite a bit..."

"But do you know what Qin Chu is doing right now? Catherine is accompanying him. Who do you think is more outstanding compared to you?"

"Do you think, with Catherine here, Qin Chu would still care about you?"

"No, no one cares about a mere maid."

"You will return to your tragic life once again."

No, I don’t want that.

"Do you think Qin Chu truly took a liking to you?"

"You’re thinking too much. At the banquet, among all those ladies from prestigious families, beautiful nuns, princesses of the Royal Family, why did he choose you? Because he’s a man inherently inferior..."

"That man didn’t have the courage to face those outstanding women. He chose you precisely because of your lowly status, which allowed him to strike at will."

No, it’s not like that. The master isn’t that kind of person.

"He must have told you that he would protect you, that he wouldn’t let you be hurt again, right?"

"But where is he now?"

"He can’t protect you. In this world, no one can protect you..."

The master didn’t show up indeed. Did the master abandon me?

Angelica’s pupils, unknown when, had become somewhat vacant, grayish-white.

The mental shock caused Angelica even more pain than the physical damage.

Seeing the defeat in Angelica’s eyes, the two nuns wore smug expressions.

She really is a weakling, surrendering so quickly. They hadn’t had enough fun yet, but there would be plenty of opportunities as long as Angelica lived another day... The fun would never end.

"Work with us... Just cooperate with us, and you can be liberated." A nun spoke thus.

"Liberation..." Angelica murmured to herself.

"Yes, liberation... Just work with us, and you can live like a dog from now on, not too bad, right..."

Live like a dog?

Sigh.

In the years under Rose Vesper’s command, she had lived worse than a dog; even a dog wouldn’t be beaten daily, and even a piece of dog excrement wouldn’t have everyone wanting to step on it...

Living like a dog seemed not too bad.

The master couldn’t come. Even if the master did show up, he was no match for these two nuns.

"I... just... agree..." Angelica slowly began to speak.

No one could save her, no one at all.

The expressions on the faces of the two nuns grew increasingly smug, reveling in a person’s complete descent into corruption, degradation, and despair. It was the utmost pleasure.

...

So, this was her own will.

"I... even if I die, I won’t cooperate with you."

Angelica, disheveled yet proud, held her head high, her eyes filled with hope once more.

At least, she had experienced three days of tenderness by the master’s side.