Chapter 43: Trying to Turn the Tables? No Chance!
It was only when Angelica threw herself at the blade, her life a mere trifle compared to his safety, that Qin Chu finally accepted her as a trustworthy companion.
He had remained unmoved as she was tortured, his heart cold and distant.
He was ruthless.
Betrayed by those he had loved, he found it difficult to trust anyone.
The woman he had adored, the women who had cared for him after his injuries, the women he had treated as sisters, the friends he had trusted… They had all betrayed him.
His love, his devotion, had been met with treachery.
He could only trust those who were willing to sacrifice everything for him.
Angelica stared at him, her eyes wide with disbelief. “Master… how did you…”
Wasn’t he supposed to be training with Ekaterina?
Panic surged through her. She knew he possessed two Super-tier Abilities, but as the nuns had said, he was still weak, no match for them. Her concern wasn’t for herself, but for him.
She had forgotten about the pebble that had effortlessly deflected the dagger.
The nuns frowned, their eyes darting around, searching for others. They hadn’t answered Qin Chu’s question. They suspected he wasn’t alone. He had only arrived in the Heavenly Continent a few days ago, and he had only started training today. Even a Hero shouldn’t possess such power.
But no matter how hard they searched, they saw no one else.
They exchanged a look, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief. How was this possible?
They scrutinized Qin Chu again, but he appeared ordinary. They sensed a faint aura of elemental energy, but it was weak, consistent with someone who had just begun their training.
Could this Hero truly have deflected the dagger with a pebble?
Perhaps he possessed some hidden strength, some innate ability…
Uncertain of his true power, they hesitated to attack. But they knew the situation had become complicated.
The nun who had tortured Angelica was named Maggie. The one with the dagger was Sana.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, ladies,” Qin Chu said, his smile polite, his demeanor gentlemanly. He bowed slightly, his arm across his chest. “But I must ask… what business do you have with my maid?”
Maggie’s lip twitched. “This… this is just a misunderstanding…”
Both nuns were confused by his behavior. Why was he acting so politely?
Why hadn’t he attacked yet?
Seeing his maid tortured, he should be enraged, charging at them with murderous intent.
Why was he so calm?
Could it be…
“A misunderstanding?” Qin Chu asked, feigning naivety. “Well, if that’s the case, could you release Angelica?”
“I’m rather helpless without her.”
He requested Angelica’s release, making no move to retrieve her by force.
This reinforced the nuns’ suspicions. Perhaps… the Hero wasn’t as powerful as they had imagined.
He might have deflected the dagger with a pebble, but perhaps that was his only trick, a one-time ability.
Perhaps he was bluffing, trying to intimidate them into releasing Angelica.
In reality, he was no match for them.
The more they thought about it, the more convinced they became.
Their eyes hardened, their auras shifting, a cold wind swirling around them as they channeled their elemental energy.
They couldn’t release Angelica. She would tell the Hero everything, revealing their plan. Even if she remained silent, the Hero had already witnessed enough.
Their plan had failed the moment he arrived. Their master’s schemes were exposed.
Their only consolation was that they hadn’t revealed their master’s identity.
Their only chance to salvage the situation was to make the Hero consume Stunning Love, then use the Mind Control scroll to erase his memories.
Then, they would kill Angelica, ensuring their actions remained a secret.
Maggie smiled, her voice sweet and alluring. “Of course, esteemed Hero. But first, we have a small request…”
“Could you drink this beverage? I assure you, it’s quite delicious.” She held up the vial of Stunning Love.
Sana moved, flanking Qin Chu, blocking his escape route.
As they maneuvered, they didn’t notice the increasing distance between them and Angelica.
Qin Chu stared at them, his expression a mixture of amusement and disdain. “Do you honestly think I would drink something that looks so suspicious?”
“Well, if you refuse to cooperate, we’ll have to resort to… less pleasant methods,” Maggie said, her smile turning cold.
Qin Chu’s smile widened. This was perfect.
They had finally moved away from Angelica.
If they hadn’t been so close to her, he wouldn’t have bothered with this charade.
They couldn’t afford to wait any longer. The Hero’s arrival had complicated matters. Who knew what other surprises awaited them?
Maggie nodded at Sana, who lunged at Qin Chu, her movements swift and fluid.
Like the other assassins their master had trained, they were skilled in both magic and martial arts, their combined power formidable.
Sana reached him in an instant.
A cruel smile twisted her lips as she spun, her leg sweeping towards Qin Chu’s neck with bone-shattering force.
This kick would knock him unconscious.
She was confident he wouldn’t dodge it. After all, they were both level thirty-five…
As expected, he stood motionless, seemingly frozen in fear.
Angelica gasped, her voice a frantic cry. “Master, watch out!” She struggled against her restraints, but she couldn’t break free.
Sana’s leg was about to connect with his neck when…
A sharp crack echoed through the air.
Sana froze mid-kick, her expression shifting from smug confidence to shock and disbelief.
A rough hand had caught her ankle.
The Hero…
He hadn’t moved, hadn’t even flinched. His hand, seemingly appearing out of thin air, had grasped her ankle with an iron grip.
She hadn’t even seen him move.
How… How was this possible?
Both Sana and Maggie were stunned.
Once again, their expectations had been shattered.
“Did you honestly think I was a helpless weakling?” Qin Chu asked, his voice calm, but his eyes cold. He was annoyed by their underestimation.
He had absorbed hundreds of Demons in the past few days.
He was level thirty-nine, higher than them both. And his stats, boosted by his unique abilities, were far beyond what his level suggested. Sana’s speed, which seemed blindingly fast to others, was like a snail’s crawl to him.
He was stronger, faster, and more powerful than they could have imagined.
Trying to turn the tables? They were dreaming. They had no chance.
His smile widened, his mood improving. He could finally unleash his power without restraint.
And unleashing his power meant that he had no intention of letting these nuns live.
His smile sent shivers down Sana’s spine. She gritted her teeth, twisting her body, trying to free her leg.
But he was faster. He twisted her ankle, his grip tightening.
A sickening crunch echoed through the air as her leg bent at an unnatural angle, muscles tearing, bones shattering.
Sana screamed, her voice a high-pitched wail, blood staining her teeth.
Qin Chu, his anger fueled by Angelica’s suffering, showed no mercy. He swung her body, using her broken ankle as a pivot, launching her into the air.
She crashed to the ground with a sickening thud.
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