Chapter 226: The Hero’s Stamina Is Amazing
Looking at the innocent Ireta before him, Qin Chu felt a headache coming on.
Her eyes were so pure, like black gems, devoid of any lust or impurity. She had simply uttered those words calmly, seemingly oblivious to their implications.
“Damn… vixen.”
“Shameless woman…”
Shaye was fuming in his mind, stomping her feet and gnashing her teeth.
That hateful woman, she’s seducing Qin Chu, isn’t she? How shameless! What kind of woman would say such a thing? Qin Chu, you idiot, don’t fall for it! There’s something wrong with this woman!
Wake up!
Shaye screamed in his mind, but Qin Chu ignored her completely.
He took a deep breath and looked into Ireta’s innocent eyes. “Miss Ireta,” he asked, “do you understand the meaning of what you just said?”
Ireta seemed a little displeased by his reaction. “Hero,” she said, “although I’ve never experienced such a thing, and I left the world of the living soon after inheriting the authority of Death, it doesn’t mean I know nothing. I learned quite a bit while purifying those souls.”
“Then you should also know that this kind of thing isn’t something you can do casually, right?” Qin Chu said.
“Eh? It can’t be done casually?”
Ireta looked puzzled. “Why? Among the souls I purified… especially the souls of the nobles of the Auville Empire, this kind of thing is very common. Basically, as long as there’s mutual attraction, or some kind of exchange of benefits, or even just pure desire, they can just go to a hotel and get a room.”
Qin Chu was speechless. The Auville Empire’s decadent culture had corrupted even such a pure girl as Ireta. It was truly a sin.
He could be unscrupulous with Ekaterina, Athena, and Sylph, but facing such a pure girl as Ireta, he hesitated. He felt that it would be like violating her, and a strong sense of guilt would weigh on his conscience.
It felt like… sacrilege.
Because he knew how filthy and sinful he truly was.
He rubbed his forehead in frustration. “Ireta, things might be a little different from what you think. This kind of thing is only for people who love each other…”
Although these words coming from his mouth lacked any credibility.
“Do you love me?”
Ireta pondered for a few seconds, then shook her head.
Well, they had only just met, but her straightforward answer still made Qin Chu feel a little hurt. He was a man, after all, and to be loved by such a pure and beautiful girl would greatly satisfy his vanity.
He spread his hands. “See?”
“But I don’t dislike you,” Ireta continued.
She tilted her head thoughtfully, “Being around you makes me feel comfortable.”
“The pain from the death aura also disappears. But if I leave your side, the pain returns, as if my body is rotting, as if a knife is piercing my heart, as if I’m being burned by fire, as if I’m being frozen by ice…”
Her tone was calm, but her words sent a chill down Qin Chu’s spine.
He had been with Ireta for a while now, and this was the first time he realized that she had been enduring such torment.
This poor Witch seemed to have become accustomed to the constant pain…
How much suffering had she endured for over a thousand years to become accustomed to it?
Qin Chu shuddered.
Divine Authority, for those girls a thousand years ago, was both a gift and a curse.
“When I received my Divine Authority, I also received an oracle,” Ireta continued.
It had been too long, and she couldn’t remember some things clearly. Unlike Violet, who had recorded everything in her diary before she went mad, Ireta, with her indifferent nature, hadn’t even been a believer of Death, and she didn’t understand why she had inherited its authority. She hadn’t cared much about these things.
So, even the oracle had become blurry in her memory.
After a long while, she seemed to recall something and said hesitantly, “The oracle seemed to say that if I meet someone who makes me feel comfortable…”
“And if he tastes you, your pain will disappear?”
Beads of sweat appeared on Qin Chu’s forehead.
The original oracle definitely didn’t say that. If it did, then the so-called Death God wasn’t a serious god at all.
But Qin Chu basically understood what Ireta meant.
Was this also the effect of the Seed of Life and the Seed of Light?
Just like Violet and Anthea before, they instinctively sought the power of life and light.
So, this wasn’t defilement, but salvation?
Qin Chu took a deep breath. “Ireta,” he asked, “are you ready?”
If this could save Ireta, free her from a thousand years of torment, then he was willing to do it…
These words seemed a bit shameless.
“Of course,” Ireta said, a faint smile appearing on her lips, “And I’m also curious about that feeling. I want to know what it’s like…”
Ireta had seen countless souls consumed by lust, powerful Sages, handsome and elegant knights, invincible warriors, noble lords, even clerics…
This made her curious.
What was lust?
What kind of feeling could make so many powerful and influential people lose themselves?
She wanted to experience something other than pain.
And Qin Chu was the only man she could be with.
Whether she loved him or not, this was her only choice. Besides, she didn’t dislike him.
After a moment of thought, Ireta’s slender fingers reached for the black ribbon on her shoulder.
Her lace dress slid down her fair, smooth body.
…
Meanwhile, at the front lines.
The atmosphere was still heavy.
Some soldiers were repairing the defenses. Although less than seven thousand remained, they hadn’t received orders to retreat. It was said that the Empire would soon send reinforcements to maintain this line of defense.
Of course, this was the work of ordinary soldiers. The clerics and knights from the Imperial City would never do such menial labor.
Angelica sighed and left the tent with Anastasia, looking at Violet and Norma outside, “Master just sent a message.”
“He has some urgent matters to attend to and can’t come back for now.”
“We have to hold the fort for another day and maintain the illusion that he’s still here.”
They all knew that Qin Chu was dealing with something important, and their task was to create the illusion that he was still in the tent.
But maintaining this illusion wasn’t easy.
Perhaps because of Qin Chu’s unconventional behavior and his willingness to fight alongside them, he was very popular among the surviving soldiers. Many came to visit him every hour.
And the new members of the Hero Squad also wanted to get closer to him. There was a constant stream of visitors outside the tent.
Norma stuck out her tongue slightly, “Mr. Qin has been gone for a long time. Could it be that he’s… involved with another girl?”
She didn’t say the rest: Just like me.
There seemed to be a special charm about Mr. Qin that always attracted… unusual women.
Her words made Anastasia, Angelica, and even Violet’s expressions turn strange… To get involved with a girl every time he went out seemed a bit far-fetched, but if it was Qin Chu, it wasn’t impossible.
After a few seconds of awkward silence, Angelica forced a laugh, “That… that can’t be possible, right? Even Master can’t be that… active. He must have encountered some difficult problem.”
After a pause, she continued, “Miss Norma, could you please go into the tent for a moment?”
“I apologize, this might damage your reputation.”
Norma quickly waved her hand, saying she didn’t mind.
As expected, not long after Norma entered the tent, Barnal approached with a few soldiers, a smile on his face, waving at Violet and the others from afar. He knew that although these women were powerful and held high statuses, they weren’t arrogant like the clerics from the Church of the Earth Mother Goddess and the Holy See, or the Royal Knights.
“Miss Violet… and Miss Anastasia, Miss Angelica, you’re finally out…”
The slight blush on their faces indicated that the Hero had kept them quite… satisfied… last night.
“By the way, where’s Miss Norma, and where’s the Hero?” Barnal, his bearded face beaming, was very talkative, “My men hunted some game and wanted to treat Mr. Qin…”
Angelica’s cheeks were still slightly flushed, and she seemed embarrassed. She curtsied, “General Barnal, I apologize, but my master is exhausted after last night and is still resting. Norma is taking care of him…”
Well, after working hard all night, he deserves some rest… But was the Hero really resting inside?
Could he possibly rest with Norma in the tent?
Barnal and his men exchanged glances, a shared look of awe in their eyes. They all thought the same thing:
The Hero’s stamina is amazing.
Since the Hero was resting, Barnal naturally wouldn’t disturb him. With knowing smiles, the soldiers left.
As they passed by the camps of the Church of the Earth Mother Goddess, the royal family, and the Holy See, their eyes were filled with disdain.
Just as those clerics and Royal Knights looked down on them, these lowly soldiers also despised those pampered, arrogant fools.
Especially seeing the disdainful, condescending looks from the priests and Holy Knights inside, they felt even more disgusted, as if their mere presence was a defilement, the air around them tainted.
This disgust had always been there, but it had never been so openly displayed before.
“Tch…”
A soldier spat on the ground, unable to contain his disgust.
“A bunch of good-for-nothing bastards.”
This scene was witnessed by a knight from the Church of the Earth Mother Goddess.
His face instantly twisted with rage. How dare he spit towards their camp?
“Blasphemer, die!”
With a roar, he threw his spear, aiming to nail the soldier to the ground.
No trial needed!
A blasphemer!
Must be executed!
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