While My Mage Wife Grinds, I Power Up Idly
Chapter 106: Is This the Doctrine of the Divine Mother Goddess?

Chapter 106: Chapter 106: Is This the Doctrine of the Divine Mother Goddess?

Ashu returned straight to the Riven Church, his expression heavy, with Antikythera following close behind.

Anna had already sensed the surge of Magical Essence from Ashu’s breakthrough into the Magister rank.

But before she could even open her mouth to offer congratulations,

She noticed the grim look on Ashu’s face.

And with Antikythera standing next to him—

She quickly put the pieces together.

"The investigation results came back?" Anna asked.

"Mage-King Geodia. Bow King White Arrow. They’ll be attending the Imperial Princess’s coming-of-age ceremony," Ashu replied.

Hearing that, Anna’s elegant brows furrowed slightly.

As someone who had once trained in all magical schools and nearly become a full Witch,

She deeply understood just how vast the gap was between someone like Ashu and figures like the Mage-King and Bow King.

Even if Ashu summoned a Holy Shield Knight,

Even if he activated Reaper’s Resolve mode—

He still wouldn’t be a match for either of them.

Not to mention, the Atras Royal Family would undoubtedly be dispatching their own top-tier elites.

"They’re really pulling out all the stops just for you, ’Luminous Saint’," Anna said with a wry smile.

"Tell me about it."

Anna wrapped her arm around Ashu’s, gently rubbing the back of his hand for comfort.

She said softly, "I won’t let anything happen to you. When the time comes, I’ll bring along friends from the Witch’s Guild.

Even though the Guild has a rule about not getting too involved in mortal affairs—

The life or death of a Witch’s husband? That’s not something they’ll just stand by and ignore."

"Anna, I was only joking earlier... It doesn’t feel right to keep relying on your family to protect me."

"What are you saying?! Your safety is what matters most!"

Anna’s expression grew serious.

She was no longer the failed Witch who had lost her cultivation.

She was now a reborn, retired Witch—

And the doors of the Witch’s Guild were still wide open to her.

If she wanted, she could return to the Guild’s sealed sanctum at any moment.

The Witch’s Guild was also extremely interested in the secrets she carried.

And so long as she was willing to offer those secrets as bargaining chips,

The Guild would intervene—just once—on her behalf.

And with that, anything in the mortal world could be resolved.

But that cost...

For both her and Ashu—

Wasn’t something either of them could part with easily.

Once the deal was made, she would have to part ways with Ashu. They would be separated for years, with no knowing when or if they would ever reunite. She was reluctant to let go. She could also feel that Ashu loved her, and naturally, he would suffer in pain.

A smart woman wouldn’t want to let her husband fall into such agony. But to protect his life, she had to make a difficult choice—deciding what was more important.

"Hey." Suddenly, from the dark corner of the Church came a voice. Ymir stepped out, her black-blue hair flowing around her slender waist. "I have a ruthless move. Want to hear it?"

"Oh?" Ashu looked at Ymir. This devotee of the Grim Reaper, who had long walked the boundary between life and death—what kind of ruthless move could she possibly have?

Ymir stepped forward and placed one foot on the pulpit’s step, accentuating her proud waist and hips. She spoke, "Saying this inside the Church—do you think it’s too provocative? Your Divine Mother Goddess hearing this, she wouldn’t strike me down with lightning, would she?"

Ashu straightened up. Right behind him stood the Divine Statue of the Divine Mother Goddess.

"No, I promise."

"Then I’ll say it... here’s the thing. Remember when we hunted down Kakarim and encountered the promoted great Demon, ’Shava’?"

"Of course I remember. That battle scene is unforgettable for life." Ashu recalled briefly, then suddenly became alert. "You don’t mean..."

"Exactly. Being able to hold a Demon Huntress Nun to a standstill proves his power is extraordinary. With just a little trick, I can send him to the mortal world—oh, the Imperial Capital, right? If I send ’Shava’ to the Imperial Capital, in such a densely populated city, any Exorcist would hesitate to strike recklessly. They’d have to pour in many times, even tenfold, the effort to ensure safe exorcism."

Ashu and Anna exchanged a glance when they heard this.

Both of them pictured the consequences.

One ’Shava’ appearing in the Imperial Capital would force the Holy Cultivator Guild to deploy at least ten times the fighting force to maintain safety during exorcism. And since one ’Shava’ could hold his own against Vivita, that tenfold force would mean recalling all the scattered Twelve Demon-Hunting Nuns!

With Vivita as guarantee, the Twelve Demon-Hunting Nuns would definitely stand on Ashu’s side.

At that point, those guys wouldn’t dare to make a move at all.

"Genius, Ymir. How come I never thought of that?"

"Maybe it’s because you’re a ’luminous saint.’ Bringing the great Demon ’Shava’ to the Imperial Capital means that no matter when the Twelve Demon-Hunting Nuns gather, a large number of innocent lives in the Imperial Capital will inevitably be lost. I often did this when I was wandering around. If I hadn’t, I’d have faded into nothingness long ago. To be honest, doing this time counts as boosting the Grim Reaper’s achievements—I even feel a bit guilty about it."

"No, Ymir," Ashu said righteously, "This isn’t your fault, nor mine, nor the Twelve Demon-Hunting Nuns’. The fault lies with the main cause. We’re caught in the middle. We are victims. Even if we cause a bigger disaster, those sins should be blamed on the root cause."

"Hearing a ’luminous saint’ talk like this makes me feel a lot better," Ymir smiled. "Is this the Doctrine of the Divine Mother Goddess?"

Ashu smiled faintly. To be honest, even to this day, he still didn’t know what the Divine Mother Goddess’s Doctrine truly was, despite having already taken the seat of Bishop in the branch.

He was simply elevated to this position by Divine Points.

And this way of relieving psychological burden wasn’t really some theological Doctrine, but rather—Sigma men never waste energy on internal struggle.

"Antikythera, are you willing to act as an envoy and go to the Netherrealm to negotiate with the great Demon ’Shava’?" Ashu asked.

Hearing this, Antikythera immediately knelt down. "I am willing to brave fire and water for you without hesitation."

"Very good."

Ashu didn’t want to waste a single minute. He directly took Antikythera to the Church’s basement.

Then, without delay, he entered "Reaper’s Resolve" mode. With a wave of his large hand, he unleashed "Reaper’s Embrace," sending Antikythera into the Netherrealm.

In a flash, the two of them arrived on the Netherrealm continent, where the earth was as red as blood.

Ashu immediately activated "Reaper’s Eye," piercing through layer upon layer of mist, searching for their direction.

Before long,

he saw a familiar terrain. Among those lifeless buildings were several Restless Souls lingering.

That was the edge of the great Demon ’Shava’s’ camp.

"Move about thirty kilometers in this direction..." As he said this, Ashu suddenly realized that the range of his "Reaper’s Eye" had suddenly expanded.

This was because his normal power level had just broken through to Magister rank, so naturally, his "Reaper’s Resolve" mode became stronger.

The stronger the power, the broader the vision of the "Reaper’s Eye."

"Yes, Lord Bishop." Antikythera locked onto the direction Ashu pointed out and prepared to move.

"Wait." Ashu patted Antikythera on the shoulder. "I don’t think you’re ready with what to say."

"Well... how about this?" Antikythera hesitated, then said, "I will represent the Cidi sect and invite the great Demon ’Shava’ to the Imperial Capital to slaughter mortals. Demons usually love that kind of thing."

"No, you’re thinking too simply." Ashu vetoed Antikythera’s suggestion, then continued, "Here’s an idea for you: Before ’Shava’ was promoted, he wasn’t as powerful as he is now. He gained favor from his superior because he hosted a fallen Cardinal. Their faction particularly enjoys the contrast of corruption against the righteous. But we killed that fallen Cardinal, which destroyed his achievements. Now, he definitely hates the Holy Cultivator Guild and the Demon Huntress Nun with a burning passion. You need to start from that angle if you want to provoke him into action."

Antikythera nodded and replied, "I understand, Lord Bishop."

"Good. Go, Antikythera. Take care of yourself. Even if you can’t stir the great Demon ’Shava,’ you must ensure your own life."

"Yes, Lord Bishop!"

Ashu watched Antikythera’s back and sighed in his heart.

Just as Vivita killed the Grand Archmage with ease, the great Demon ’Shava’ could kill the Shadowkill Master just as easily.

As the envoy, Antikythera had to accept immense risks.

But besides him, Ashu had no one else who could serve as envoy. Both he and Ymir possessed the power of the Grim Reaper, and that had already been discovered by the great Demon ’Shava’ that day. As for Anna, there was absolutely no way he would let her take such a risk.

The other Cidi Devotees were far too weak, probably wouldn’t even get a chance to see the great Demon "Shava" in person.

"May Cidi protect you, Antikythera."

...

A trek of over thirty kilometers was effortless for a Shadowkill Master.

He soon arrived at the edge of the great Demon "Shava’s" camp, at a dilapidated house.

Inside the house, a few wandering Restless Souls were lurking.

He paid them no mind—this wasn’t his first time in the Netherrealm.

He did not use spiritual perception to hide his presence, and was soon discovered by a patrol.

After the battle with Vivita, the patrol teams both inside and outside had been completely reshuffled, but their strength standards remained the same as before.

"Stop! What are you?!"

The outer patrol captain was only Magister level in strength. He had the appearance of a crocodile head, making him look comical and a bit foolish.

Antikythera calmly looked at this Demon and said quietly, "I have come to see the great Demon ’Shava’... Lord."

He had no intention of calling the great Demon "Lord," but for the sake of his mission, he had no choice.

"Hmph! Freak, do you think you can just casually see Lord ’Shava’?"

"Freak? Heh, crocodile head, if you bark again, I’ll cut out your tongue! Such tiny power, yet you dare act arrogantly in front of me." Antikythera did not disgrace the Cidi Devotee’s name; he spoke firmly.

As he spoke, he pulled out the two well-worn daggers.