Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 630 - 456: Shaye’s Pain (4)

Chapter 630: Chapter 456: Shaye’s Pain (4)

Counting money, Shaye Nicholas’s face instantly flashed a flush of red, and her breathing became exceptionally rapid, her chest heaving quickly.

After the initial shock, Shaye quickly understood what exactly was happening to herself.

That familiar sensation, Shaye would never forget.

Even though Qin Chu was not currently in front of her, Shaye could distinctly feel a pair of strong arms tightly embracing her, feeling every inch of her skin.

In the room, Shaye’s eyes were like silk.

Is this the flavor of another self that I had once experienced?

The reality of this happening to now really did feel a bit magical.

Of course, as someone who has been there, Shaye wasn’t afraid.

Soon, a slight smile spread across Shaye’s face... She really had underestimated that fellow Qin Chu; his move was quick.

According to Shaye’s plan, it might have taken a long time for another self to fall, but It seems this trip to Exeter had clinched it?

This certainly saved some trouble.

Since another self had already been with Qin Chu like that, the commitments made among the three of them previously inherently lost all their value, right?

A smug smile spread across Little Shaye’s face, but soon, her body shivered violently, her pretty little face contorting in an instant, and a cry of agony uncontrollably emerged from her lips: "Hiss, it hurts so much..."

Her body was trembling.

Shaye then remembered that the time she had been with Qin Chu previously, she had been merely an energy body.

But another self... that was a body of real flesh and blood.

Tearing pain transmitted through a mysterious bond, striking directly into Shaye, whitening her beautiful face instantly.

At this moment, Shaye finally understood just how terrible the experiences of another self-were.

...

Setting aside Shaye’s situation for the moment, in the Imperial City, on the other side.

Earth Mother Goddess Sect.

A great number of high-level holy men were gathering inside the Holy Hall.

You could visibly feel the intense anger on their faces, and this anger was directed against the one they had long venerated, the beautiful, graceful, and powerful Lord Sect Master, Saint Monica.

That very afternoon, all these high-level holy practitioners of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect had received a message from Saint Monica, informing them that the Earth Mother Goddess Sect would merge with the Holy Court and that the Holy Court would lead it.

How could this be possible?

As the order from Saint Monica went out, the entire God Sect was instantly in turmoil.

It was fine when the Holy Court had once held formidable power, but now it had been severely weakened and its influence greatly reduced.

This was a perfect opportunity to expand the influence of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect. Moreover, lately, a great number of nobles were converting, swelling the power of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect, along with their status. But the Lord Sect Master planned to merge the Earth Mother Goddess Sect with the Holy Court at this time?

Has she gone mad?

The command immediately elicited numerous voices of dissent.

Almost all high-ranking knights, bishops, and archbishops gathered here.

"Lord Sect Master, please consider carefully, our Earth Mother Goddess Sect has had a heritage of thousands of years, how can it suddenly end in our generation?"

"Exactly, right now the Earth Mother Goddess Sect is the most influential religion on the Sky Dome Continent. Instead of merging, I think it’s prime time to completely obliterate the Holy Court, establishing the Earth Mother Goddess Sect as the sole church on the Sky Dome Continent."

"I firmly disagree with the merge."

"Yes, disagree."

The chaotic voices echoed within the Holy Hall, and throughout it all, Saint Monica’s exquisitely beautiful face maintained an elegant smile, always seeming even lovelier than before.

Her skin, crystal-clear, radiant and delicate as snow.

Majestic and elegant, coquettish and graceful, perfectly blended in Saint Monica.

Even until today, even though Saint Monica was married and even had a husband who was a Knight Captain, suitors for Saint Monica kept appearing, everyone wishing for her favor.

Saint Monica showed no hint of anger due to her subordinates’ opposition; she simply listened quietly.

After a long while, as the surrounding clamorous voices slowly quieted down, Saint Monica finally spoke slowly, "Everyone, are you done speaking? If so, can you quiet down now and listen to me?"

"Let me ask you a few questions. Before this, how did the power of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect compare to that of the Holy Court?"

The crowd below was dead silent.

Whether they liked it or not, before the major turmoil within the Holy Court, there was indeed an enormous and insurmountable gap between the Earth Mother Goddess Sect and them.

"How does the influence of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect compare to that of the Empire?"

"How are relations between the Empire and the Earth Mother Goddess Sect?"

"What kind of person is Wozworth?"

Several questions were posed, and gradually some rustling sounds began to echo from below, with some people puzzling over the meaning of Saint Monica’s questions.

However, some keen individuals had already realized, their faces paling as cold sweat streamed down.

It was terrifying indeed, earlier they had only focused on expanding their influence while the Holy Court was weakening, unaware that they had silently approached the edge of a cliff. One more step would lead them into a profound abyss.

It was no wonder given it was Saint Monica, truly her thoughts were far-reaching, considering aspects these people had not thought of.

Seeing that there were still some confused individuals, Saint Monica smiled leisurely and then explained, "Everyone, there’s no need for me to discuss the strength of the Empire and the ambitions of Wozworth."

"It’s a force that the Earth Mother Goddess Sect and the Holy Court would need to unite against. Wozworth is also discontent with merely being the Emperor, for he wishes to hold both imperial and divine power in his hands, becoming the sole ruler on the Sky Dome Continent, unparalleled and unequaled."

"Now with the Holy Court experiencing a significant upheaval and their power drastically reduced, do you think someone like Wozworth would let this opportunity slip by?"

"And there are still people wanting to take the chance to eliminate the Holy Court; how foolish can you be? Once the Holy Court is completely destroyed, Wozworth’s next target will be us. Relying solely on the power of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect to confront the most powerful empire on the Sky Dome Continent? Dream on!"

The higher-ups who had been confused finally understood; thinking about Wozworth’s personality, that guy could definitely pull off such a stunt.

The Earth Mother Goddess Sect ultimately appeared too frail against the Empire’s power.

"Thus, the more the Holy Court is in distress, the less we should kick them while they are down, but rather, we should extend all our might to help, and this, in turn, helps our Earth Mother Goddess Sect as well," Saint Monica said gravely.

"But even so, why should the Holy Court take the lead? Clearly, our Earth Mother Goddess Sect now has greater power and should..."

Before the bishop could finish, Saint Monica interrupted impatiently, "Should what? Ridiculous."

"Archbishop Kural, if that’s genuinely what you think, how about you take over as the Lord Sect Master? Then you would be the revered leader jointly supported by both the Holy Court and the Earth Mother Goddess Sect, what a glorious position that would be."

"Of course, the pressure from Wozworth’s side, you’ll also need to handle that, won’t you?"

The bishop named Kural’s face stiffened instantly, finally understanding that the Hero was just a scapegoat pushed forward by Saint Monica.

Lord Saint Monica was merely using the Hero’s reputation and fame to withstand the pressure brought by Wozworth.

Once the Hero was no longer of use, he would certainly be kicked aside by the Lord Sect Master, who would then take control over both the Holy Court and the Earth Mother Goddess Sect.

Truly, as the supremely wise Saint Monica, she was incredibly clever and formidable.

...

Exeter Kingdom.

A small grove.

The clouds dispersed and the rain ceased.

Little Shaye’s cheeks were crimson as she adjusted her black dress and combed her silver hair.

Even now, Little Shaye was somewhat dazed, unable to comprehend why things had suddenly turned out this way.

Though she felt something weird in her heart, she wasn’t too repelled by it.

Unlike what she had sensed through a connection with her other self, being there in person felt completely different.

The long dress and silk stockings she wore were all made from the energy emitted by a weird mass of flesh at Wise Mountain.

These were no ordinary clothes.

Though they felt like regular clothes, their defensive power was astonishing; as long as Little Shaye activated her magic power, they would become the sturdiest shield in the world. Without her permission, nobody could damage them.

This time it was with Little Shaye’s tacit approval that Qin Chu had torn a hole in them, but once the magic power was reactivated afterwards, they instantly repaired to their most complete state, showing no signs of damage whatsoever.

Seeing Qin Chu still twitching beside her, Little Shaye was somewhat speechless; couldn’t this guy see his own physical condition before acting recklessly?

The aftereffects of battling the Demon God hadn’t even completely subsided yet,

and that right hand was still purely skeletal.

It was incredible that he had just managed to control his muscle spasms and bear the unbearable pain.

After packing up everything, Little Shaye stood straight up again, but just as she took a step, a stabbing pain made her frown deeply. She intended to help Qin Chu up, but recalling how this detestable guy had taken advantage of her, her heart was immediately filled with displeasure. With a huff, she waved her hand and black magic power coalesced into a long whip in mid-air, wrapping around Qin Chu.

"Can’t you be a bit gentler?" Qin Chu sighed helplessly.

To catch up with Little Shaye, he had forcefully suppressed his injuries, causing his already exhausted body to become even more fatigued. After a round of battles, he was injured even worse. Only after everything had ended did Qin Chu realize just how bad his physical condition was, now without a bit of strength left; otherwise, with Qin Chu’s skills, how could it have ended so easily without making Little Shaye beg for mercy?

Little Shaye already felt somewhat peculiar, and hearing these words, she was even more annoyed, "Gentle? You weren’t gentle with me just now."

Qin Chu’s expression suddenly stiffened, and the next second, Little Shaye soared into the air, and Qin Chu’s body immediately floated in the night sky.

Like a big kite.

Meanwhile, inside the inn, Pride Witch Adelina was waiting for him... However, Qin Chu felt that given his current condition, subduing the witch might be a bit difficult.

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