Chapter 179: Ekaterina’s Great Sacrifice
In legends, elves were a peace-loving race.
They disliked killing and had no interest in reproduction.
But Sylph, as an elf, was clearly unqualified, at least in terms of her dislike for killing.
Whether it was due to her instinctive aversion to Qin Chu, or because he had purified Karsus and killed her Brother Karsus, Sylph hated him to the core, wanting nothing more than to see him dead.
This killing intent was so intense that Sylph could barely control herself.
It shouldn’t be like this. Although Sylph had a fiery temper, she wasn’t usually so easily angered… Especially after arriving at the residence and sensing Violet’s power, she and Airi had agreed to postpone their assassination attempt on Qin Chu, letting that hateful man live a few more days.
However, late at night, alone in her dark room, the killing intent within her grew like a wildfire.
Sylph couldn’t bear it anymore. She closed her eyes tightly, hoping to fall asleep quickly and stop thinking about these things.
But the moment she closed her eyes, a figure appeared before her.
“Brother Karsus…”
She couldn’t help but cry out.
She saw Brother Karsus standing quietly by her bed, his face covered in filth and blood, his body a mangled mess, barely a patch of intact skin, wounds so deep that the bone was visible.
He was crying, tears and blood mixing on his ruined face.
His pained whimpers filled Sylph’s heart with sorrow. He must be in so much pain, so much agony, right?
“Sister Sylph… It hurts so much…”
His voice, deep and ethereal, drifted into Sylph’s ears.
Sylph’s body trembled. Yes, being stabbed in the head with that silver sword of light, it must have been very painful, right?
Being burned by the silver flames, it must have been agonizing, right?
The hatred in Sylph’s emerald eyes intensified.
All of this was done by that bastard Qin Chu.
She hadn’t done anything for Karsus, yet she hated Qin Chu, who had killed him because he was beyond saving and was causing so much destruction.
This beautiful elf’s heart wasn’t as kind as her appearance and strength suggested.
Karsus reached out to Sylph on the bed, his blood-soaked fingers, bone peeking through the torn flesh, caressing her cheek.
“My dearest Sister Sylph, you will avenge me, right?”
“My soul is suffering cruel torment in hell. You will definitely send Qin Chu down there too, won’t you? I trust you so much…”
A strange light flickered in Sylph’s emerald eyes, “Brother Karsus, I promise you, I will definitely kill Qin Chu. I will inflict the pain you suffered on him a hundredfold, a thousandfold.”
“Then, I can rest in peace.” Karsus smiled, an X-shaped mark appearing in his eyes.
His figure gradually disappeared.
Sylph suddenly woke up. Karsus was gone. She touched the tear stains on her face and silently got out of bed, opening the window.
Under the moonlight, her fair face was filled with a twisted killing intent, a faint red glint in her emerald eyes.
She didn’t notice the two faint, intersecting marks on her slender neck, just below her collarbone.
Sylph took a deep breath. She had to kill Qin Chu. Otherwise, she would never find peace, and the nightmares would continue.
Her figure, agile as a ghost, silently left the room, moving through the vast gardens of the residence. Even a thin leaf was enough to support her weight.
Perhaps this was the reason for her title, Ghost Archer.
Finally, she found Qin Chu’s bedroom. She was about to draw her bow and shoot an arrow through his head, then flee.
But she unexpectedly saw another person in Qin Chu’s room: Ekaterina.
They were talking about something, but even with her excellent hearing, Sylph couldn’t hear them from this distance, which irritated her.
She couldn’t attack while Ekaterina was there. She would definitely stop her. After all, this hateful woman didn’t care about Brother Karsus’s life or death.
Fortunately, this situation didn’t last long. They soon finished their conversation. Just as Sylph thought Ekaterina would leave, things took an unexpected turn.
She didn’t leave. Instead, she knelt before Qin Chu, her face full of a seductive, pleasing smile, completely abandoning her pride as the Crimson Valkyrie…
And then…
Oh, god.
What… What was Ekaterina doing?!
Sylph almost screamed, her body trembling, goosebumps erupting all over her skin.
A burning heat spread through her, her face and ears flushing crimson.
She quickly raised her hands to cover her eyes.
She couldn’t bear to watch the scene unfolding in the bedroom, but her fingers instinctively parted slightly.
It was too shameful, too shameless, too obscene, too disgusting…
…
Sylph didn’t know how to describe what she was seeing.
She felt her worldview shattering.
She sat on a tree branch, her legs trembling, the leaves rustling in the night wind. She almost fell and had to move to a sturdier branch.
Her Mana and Battle Qi were in turmoil.
Her mind was a mess.
She knew that Ekaterina had made great sacrifices to resurrect Jie Luo, even offering herself to Qin Chu.
But she never imagined it would be to this extent.
Her cheeks burned as she watched the two figures inside, waiting for it to end.
She added this shame to the list of Qin Chu’s offenses.
Sylph didn’t know that while she was watching Qin Chu and Ekaterina, two other people were watching her with smiles on their faces.
Violet and Anthea.
Sylph thought she was being stealthy, undetected, but the entire residence was under Violet’s surveillance.
It was a classic case of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
Moreover, this weak mantis wasn’t even hunting a cicada, but a venomous snake. Who was the true prey?
Violet informed Qin Chu of Sylph’s whereabouts through Information Magic, asking if she should eliminate her. It wouldn’t be difficult for Violet.
Although Sylph’s strength was decent, it was nothing compared to the Storm Witch. Killing her wouldn’t be much harder than killing Karsus.
But Qin Chu refused.
He would deal with this woman personally.
At this moment, Violet understood that unprecedented torment awaited Sylph.
Beside Violet was Anthea.
The Ghost Valkyrie, as always, had an expressionless, indifferent face. Perhaps because she had been with Qin Chu for a longer time, there was a bit more life in her eyes, and her speech was clearer than before.
As friends from a thousand years ago, although Anthea couldn’t remember anything, they would still occasionally get together like this, sitting on tree branches in the night breeze, doing nothing, saying nothing, just leaning against each other, gazing at the night sky, or whatever.
Time passed slowly, and the disgust on Sylph’s face intensified.
Elves didn’t like this kind of thing, and Qin Chu’s rough actions filled Sylph with revulsion. In her heart, he had become a complete scumbag.
His usually gentlemanly exterior was a good disguise, but beneath that facade was a filthy soul.
It wouldn’t be a loss to kill such a bastard.
Every second of waiting was like an eternity in hell for Sylph.
After an unknown amount of time, the sounds from inside the room finally subsided. Ekaterina gathered her scattered armor, put it back on, and left Qin Chu’s bedroom, swaying her graceful hips.
Sylph let out a long breath.
It was finally over.
Now, she could finally end this scumbag’s life.
Sylph stood up from the branch, preparing to draw her bow and aim for Qin Chu’s head, an arrow ready to pierce through his skull.
But her legs gave way, and she couldn’t help but cry out, her body falling backwards.
Fortunately, she reacted quickly, grabbing a branch to steady herself, preventing a more embarrassing fall. The images she had just witnessed, while filling her with disgust and hatred, also made her feel strangely sensitive and ashamed.
Her legs were weak and numb.
Her shameful behavior made Sylph blush deeply. Luckily, there was no one else around to witness her embarrassing fall, otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to show her face anymore.
But Sylph didn’t know that her comical fall had been witnessed by Anthea and Violet.
Sylph took a deep breath, telling herself that it wasn’t because of any inappropriate reaction, but simply because she had been sitting on the branch for too long and her legs were numb.
She nodded slightly. Yes, that was it.
She adjusted her breathing, tapped her toes on a leaf, and regained her elegant posture.
A beautiful longbow, shimmering with an emerald light, appeared in her hand. This bow wasn’t very powerful, its ornate decorations hindering its effectiveness, but Sylph still chose it without hesitation. Only such a beautiful weapon was worthy of an equally beautiful and elegant elf.
She nocked an arrow, her two fingers pulling the bowstring taut. A streak of Mana flowed from her fingertips, condensing into a blue-gray arrow.
Sylph never carried a quiver. It was too ugly, too unrefined for an elf, a disgrace to her elegance. She preferred to conjure arrows from wind elements.
They were more powerful and more convenient to use.
She closed one eye, aiming. Qin Chu’s figure, just standing up, aligned perfectly with the tip of her arrow.
“Die, scumbag,” Sylph cursed inwardly.
She planned to end Qin Chu’s life with a single arrow, then capture his soul and torture it in a secret place… She would make Qin Chu experience the pain Brother Karsus had suffered.
The next instant, she released the bowstring.
The blue-gray arrow tore through the air silently, heading straight for the back of Qin Chu’s neck.
But at this moment, Qin Chu seemed to notice something on the ground and bent down.
With a hiss, the wind arrow grazed his hair and pierced the wall behind him.
Sylph was stunned, wondering if she had seen wrong. How had Qin Chu dodged her arrow?
She saw him tying his shoelaces.
Could it be…just a coincidence?
Yes, it must be. How could Qin Chu possibly dodge her wind arrow? Although he had some abilities, they were only effective against Demon Beasts and those corrupted by the Evil God. It didn’t mean he could dodge her attacks.
Taking a deep breath, Sylph calmed her racing heart. Perhaps her body hadn’t fully recovered yet, her hand had trembled, giving Qin Chu the opportunity.
This time, she wouldn’t make the same mistake.
She drew her bow again, aiming slightly lower this time.
Although the neck was a fatal spot, it was too small a target. It was better to aim for his heart. A single arrow through the heart would still kill him.
This time, to ensure accuracy, Sylph even infused her eyes with Mana, her emerald eyes shimmering. Her eyes were like a crosshair, the arrow never missing its mark.
Locking onto Qin Chu’s heart, a smile appeared on Sylph’s lips. “Then, farewell, Hero…”
She released the bowstring, and the arrow whizzed through the air, covering the less-than-hundred-meter distance in an instant, appearing behind Qin Chu, about to pierce his heart.
At this moment, Qin Chu suddenly turned, grabbing a coat from a hanger and putting it on.
He seemed to be going out.
The wind arrow grazed his back and embedded itself in the wall.
Another small hole appeared in the wall.
Sylph stared, dumbfounded, her expression twisted in frustration.
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