Chapter 8: The Honey Trap Kiss

After Mephia’s carriage disappeared from her sight, the shy and happy smile on Tia’s face vanished instantly, her expression gradually turning calm.

‘A daughter of a Count who admires Mephia?’

‘Heh, my performance just now must have been pretty good, right?’

If all went as expected, she should have left the impression of a frail beauty in Mephia’s heart.

Next, she only needed a few more encounters.

She didn’t believe Mephia wouldn’t be moved!

Hmph!

No one could take away her Witch’s Tear without facing any consequences!

With a cold snort in her heart, Tia turned back into the manor and began to feel troubled about how to replenish her Eros Energy.

Until the next day, when she received an anonymous letter in her form as a Witch.

【I have heard that the lady is of exquisite beauty and graceful figure. Why not meet tonight at the Dark Alley Motel, Room 302, on the third floor?】

‘The next badger game victim?’

The corner of Celeste’s mouth curled up.

She knew that those guys she had trapped wouldn’t go around publicizing it after leaving the motel; they would even do their best to hide it.

After all, it wasn’t honorable at all.

Beyond that, some with deep schemes would even recommend her to their own enemies so she could give those enemies something to remember.

This letter-sender was likely an enemy of one of her victims.

‘How pitiful.’

【Of course, I can. When the time comes, I’ll show you my big treasure (Heart) (Heart)】

Celeste wrote a reply, and soon, she received a response from the other side.

【Then, I will wait for you (Shy) (Face-palm) (Shy)】

“Wait for me…”

As she spoke, she kissed the envelope, her smile revealing a hint of eeriness and malice.

***

Wherever there was sunlight, there would inevitably be shadows.

So, no matter how powerful the Judicial Department or the Inquisition of Hela City were, many filthy places still existed in this city.

A motel in a dark alley within the city was one such place.

Because it was very secluded and the identities of those coming and going were not simple, the Judicial Department—which was short-staffed—turned a blind eye to it.

Thus, dirty dealings often occurred here.

Celeste did not mind such a place.

After all, she was a Witch, essentially a rat driven into the sewers by the masses.

She was part of the darkness here.

Following the contents of the letter, she entered the motel and went to Room 302 on the third floor.

To her surprise, the sender had not yet arrived.

It didn’t matter; she could wait.

After quietly hiding her Luminous Crystal Ball in the room, it wasn’t long before the doorbell rang.

Celeste walked to the door and looked through the peephole.

It was a charming and lovely white-haired girl with a sweet smile, wearing a flowery dress.

Her exposed arms were fair and alluring…

‘Oh! A great beauty!’

‘Honestly, how could such a beauty go astray? What is the world coming to?!’

‘She’ll just have to run a badger game on her once to help her find the right path!’

“Coming, baby—”

Rubbing her hands, Celeste wore a wide smile and opened the door.

Immediately, the barrel of a pitch-black shotgun was pressed against her forehead, freezing her smile in place.

“I’m here, baby. Mwah!”

The leading woman outside pulled back the portrait of the beauty that had been stuck over the peephole, revealing a frame of about 300 or 400 pounds.

She blew a kiss toward Celeste with her thick, pink lips.

Then, while the latter was in a daze, she pushed her forcefully into the room.

Following behind her were four guards holding shotguns and wearing black stockings over their heads.

‘Cri—criminals preying on criminals?’

Held at gunpoint, Celeste raised both hands and backed away cautiously, her eyes twitching.

The lead obese woman snorted upon seeing her.

Then, supported by two guards, she sat down on the soft bed.

The bed sank deeply.

Taking a puff of a cigar, the woman blew a smoke ring and asked, “Do you still remember me, Witch?”

Huh?

An old acquaintance?

Celeste was stunned. “You… you are?”

“Ha, in just a few months, you’ve forgotten me? Witch, you’re quite forgetful! Do you want me to help you remember?!”

The woman stood up from the bed and walked over to Celeste with a series of heavy thumps.

She waved the cigar in her hand in front of Celeste’s face, seemingly wanting to burn a slave mark onto her skin.

At that moment, Celeste remembered who she was.

Several months ago, she had run a badger game on a woman about as obese as the one before her.

That woman was a daughter of a Viscount in the city.

On the surface, she was well-bred and polite, but behind the scenes, she committed all sorts of evil.

At the time, the woman had taken an interest in Celeste at first sight.

Like a twisted love at first sight, she had ignored Celeste’s pleas for mercy and forcefully pulled her to a motel to open a private room.

【You’ll regret doing this! You’ll regret it!】

【Laughable. Threatening me? You probably don’t know my background! Don’t worry, you definitely won’t dare to tell anyone what I do to you tonight!】

Then Celeste had scammed her.

That night, the woman had looked at the Luminous Crystal Ball with eyes full of regretful tears.

“It’s… it’s you.”

Finally remembering who the other party was, Celeste said in a low voice:

“This… this is actually just a small matter, right? You know, I pulled the scam very early. At that time, neither of us had even taken off our clothes. Actually, you only lost a little money, right?”

She was a woman of principle; the badger game always happened before the clothes came off.

After all, the footage before that was enough for blackmail.

Besides, if they actually did it, she would be the one losing out. After all, she was a true, once-in-a-millennium peerless beauty!

“Lost a little money? Hmph, Witch, do you expect me to just swallow this anger?”

Stepping in front of Celeste, the woman looked down at her features.

Drool subconsciously dripped from the corner of her mouth, and her breathing became increasingly rapid.

“It’s simple if you want me to swallow this anger: let me have you. Don’t worry, follow me from now on, and I’ll guarantee you live in luxury. If you’re unwilling…”

As she spoke, she picked up a shotgun from the side, her expression ruthless.

“I don’t mind putting a few holes in your body. I can still use it while it’s warm, anyway.”

***

On the other side, outside the Dark Alley Motel.

“Lady Mephia, we’ve received word that someone seems to have made an appointment to meet the Witch at this motel. What should we do?”

In the dark alley, a group of people moved in a hurry.

“Dispatch four people to surround the motel. The rest will enter with me to capture the Witch.”

As she finished speaking, Mephia took light steps and entered the motel with two Inquisitors.

The motel’s receptionist panicked the moment a platinum dress appeared.

She scrambled to do something, but Mephia gave her a faint glance.

For a moment, the receptionist could only stand still, her face pale.