In the dead of night, the voice of the familiar, Elsa, echoed from the earring.
“Master, even if you are from the Imperial Capital, you don’t have the right to execute someone without a trial in Hela City, do you?”
Looking at the young man lying on the ground, his eyes wide in a death stare, Mephia flicked her hand.
The blood-stained longsword in her grip quietly dissipated.
Then, she turned around, her back to the moonlight.
“It matters not.”
After taking two steps forward, she paused for a moment and said indifferently, “Just say the witch did it.”
“…”
If Celeste, who had already escaped the Inquisitor’s clutches, heard her say that, she would have immediately flipped her off and unleashed a torrent of witchy curses.
As a righteous and kind Inquisitor, how could she just slander someone’s innocence out of thin air?
Unfortunately, Mephia had been a wicked woman from the very beginning.
“Master, you’re too cruel!”
“If I don’t do this, how am I supposed to arrest the witch?”
“But Master, you were still outplayed by that witch this time.”
Pausing her steps, Mephia said softly, “Yes, she is very cunning. It won’t be easy to catch her.”
The young man’s chance at life had actually been the moment the witch took him hostage.
At that time, Mephia had stepped forward, and the witch broke the young man’s arm.
In Mephia’s eyes, that was already considered a punishment.
So when the witch fled, she went straight after her, ignoring the young man.
If the young man hadn’t picked up the dagger again to attack the girl, Mephia wouldn’t have come back to kill him.
However…
That witch had calculated everything.
She knew the young man would do it, and she knew Mephia would return to save the girl.
That was why she had released him, turning away to swagger into the night.
‘Witches really are cunning!’
With a cold snort, Mephia’s lips curled into a faint smile for some reason.
***
On the other side, after escaping from Mephia, Celeste quickly rushed back to the mansion of Earl Harris.
With a shake of her body, she transformed back into the appearance of the Count’s daughter, Celestia.
Inside her bedroom, she sat on the bed and shook her head with a sigh.
‘Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda.’
She would miss the young man who had sacrificed himself for her.
Feeling the Eros Energy within her body, Tia licked her lips and looked at the air around her.
Simultaneously, the Eros Energy surged.
**[Target: Magic Power]**
**[Magic power is everywhere. Having seen everything in the world, it has become heartless and devoid of desire, making it difficult to subdue. Ordinary people find it impossible to even absorb into their bodies.]**
Ignoring the description of the magic power, Tia gave a flowery smile and formed a heart shape over her left chest with her hands, saying sweetly, “I love you~”
**[Affection +100, Special CG Unlocked]**
Countless streams of magic power gathered before her, finally flowing into her body like a river.
This caused her 1-star Bronze Rank magic power to surge forward a significant distance.
Magic power was also an object, and naturally, it could not resist her confession.
This was exactly how she had reached this level at such a young age.
However, this time, she did not consume all the Eros Energy in her body.
Instead, she left enough for about three or four confessions.
After all, she had discovered that these so-called Special CGs actually followed her own will.
By keeping some energy for confessions, she could be more proactive when facing the Inquisitor’s pursuit—not to mention her plan to seduce Mephia.
Only…
Celeste’s brows furrowed.
She could clearly feel that since Mephia’s arrival in Hela City, the local Inquisition had seemingly come back to life, starting to move constantly throughout the city.
Her honey trap method for collecting Eros Energy probably wouldn’t work anymore.
Given this experience, if she continued to do the same thing next time, she would likely fall into the Inquisitor’s trap.
But if she didn’t use honey traps, what other way was there to collect this energy?
After a long period of contemplation, she took out a transparent crystal ball from her bosom.
Chanting a few incantations, the interior of the crystal ball emitted purple lightning.
Before long, the transparent interior was filled with sand, and a few words appeared within the grains.
[Steal Viscount Silas’s Heart Gem. Upon completion, the organization will reward you with three Magic Crystals. I can also recommend you to become an official executive of the Witch Council. — Grey Cat]
The Witch Council was an organization established by witches to resist this terrible world.
Although it only consisted of witches, it was still a mixed bag and extremely dangerous.
After all, almost every witch had been oppressed, and their personalities were quite twisted.
Tia had secretly come into contact with this organization a year ago.
However, because she was too weak back then, she hadn’t dared to deepen the connection, so she had remained an external member until now.
But she only needed to complete this mission to be promoted to an official executive.
Becoming an official executive wasn’t what she desired most, though.
What she wanted most were those three Magic Crystals.
They were special—the only things besides lust that could replenish Eros Energy.
So, steal the Heart Gem from Viscount Silas?
She didn’t even know what the Heart Gem looked like, what it did, or how precious it was to Viscount Silas…
After thinking for a long time, Tia steeled her heart and accepted the mission.
Without Eros Energy, she wouldn’t be able to survive.
That evening, she put on a pale blue dress befitting a noble young lady, tied her hair with a butterfly ornament, and arrived at Earl Harris’s study with a dignified and elegant gait.
The lights were still on in the study.
Earl Harris sat at his desk, reading a book and sipping tea.
Behind him, the Etiquette Tutor was browsing the bookshelf, seemingly looking for something to read.
“Father.”
Tia gave a slight bow. Earl Harris merely nodded and asked, “Coming to see me this late? What is it?”
“Tomorrow evening, could you please invite the young nobles of the city to a banquet?”
Hearing this, the Etiquette Tutor’s hand paused on the shelf, and her entire body went still.
Earl Harris turned around directly, his face flickering with the light of joy.
“Oh? You’ve finally come to your senses?”
Pursing her lips, Tia said, “Yes. However, in addition to those young nobles, could you also invite the Inquisitor who came to visit the other day?”
“Of course I can. But whether she comes or not, I cannot guarantee.”
“Thank you, Father.”
After bowing, Tia withdrew from the study, though the Etiquette Tutor exited alongside her.
The wall lamps in the hallway cast a weak light.
Looking at the silhouette of the young girl walking into the darkness, the Etiquette Tutor finally couldn’t hold back.
She stepped forward and grabbed Tia’s wrist.
“Miss, you could actually delay for more time. Perhaps there will be a turn of events by then. Those nobles in Hela City, in my opinion…”
“Shh! Careful, don’t let my father hear.”
The girl extended a finger to the Etiquette Tutor’s lips.
Then, after confirming that Earl Harris in the study hadn’t heard, she stepped back a few paces and lowered her head, her eyelashes drooping slightly.
A moment later, she gave the tutor a gentle smile.
There was an inexplicable touch of bitterness in the smile, and a faint glint of tears flickered in the corners of her eyes.
“I actually know everything you’ve said, but… who told me to be born into this family?”