Milly lowered her head, clutching the Catgirl Outfit, her shoulders trembling.
“Who’s going to wear a Catgirl Outfit!”
She tossed the entire package, bag and all, right into Felusa’s face.
Felusa, quick as ever, caught the Catgirl Outfit and waved it in front of Milly.
“Think carefully. If your secret is exposed, youโll be burned at the stake. Isnโt it a shame for someone as cute as you, little Milly?”
“Even if I’m burned, I won’t serve you in bed!”
“Besides, donโt you want revenge?” Felusa circled behind Milly, placing a hand on her shoulder. “That Witch is really hateful, isnโt she?”
Milly bit her lip, remembering her days in the dungeon.
Every day, her eyes were covered, left at the Witch’s mercy.
Such hatred. She wanted revenge. She wanted to trample her underfoot, to make her lick her own feet!
“That’s right, just like that,” Felusa wrapped an arm around Milly’s shoulder, whispering in her ear, “Keep me company for a night, and I’ll help you break the Curse.”
“Then youโll still be the Saintess, and you can lead the charge against the Witch.”
“Otherwise, you’ll die with regrets.”
Milly bit her lip, clenched her fists, and said nothing.
“If you don’t answer, I’ll take that as your agreement.” Felusa set down the Catgirl Outfit. “The choice is yours. Accompany your big sister well, and I wonโt treat you poorly.”
Smooch!๏ฝ๏ฝ
Felusa kissed Milly on the cheek.
“Yaaaah! Go to hell!โโ”
Bang!โโ
Milly aimed a hard punch at Felusaโs stomach.
Felusa clutched her abdomen and staggered back. She grimaced, fighting back the pain, and glared at Milly in anger.
Milly stood with hands on her hips, an expression like a pig unafraid of boiling water.
If you donโt erupt in silence, you perish in silence. Felusa had gone too far, and Milly had reached her limit. If she didn’t fight back now, sheโd be humiliating herself.
“You, you dare hit me!โฆ”
“I’m hitting you, so what? Bite me if you dare!”
“You!โฆ Urgh, it hurtsโฆ”
Felusa held her stomach and hurriedly used Healing Magic. Her pained expression eased, replaced by resentment and anger.
“Fine, so you really have a death wish.”
“You think youโll be able to leave here alive?”
Milly took a deep breath, golden mana bursting forth.
A deadly aura filled the room. Felusaโs legs nearly gave out, and she almost collapsed.
Milly was strongโwhen it came to one-on-one combat, no one in the Goddess Church could defeat her. Thatโs why Milly’s “track record” was so impressive; countless witches had fallen at her hands.
Leona also used Milly as a weapon.
Right now, she was back to her prime.
If worst comes to worst, theyโll go down together. Sheโd take Felusa out first, then go after that wicked Witch later. No one who had bullied her would escape!
As for the Goddess Churchโs Wanted List?
Heh, who knows who should be more afraid of whom!
“Felusa, any last words?”
Milly summoned a golden spear, which floated behind her, its tip aimed at Felusa. Felusa felt uncertain, but she sneered.
“Milly, itโs not too late to stop now.”
“Is that your last will?”
Milly waved her hand, sending countless spears hurtling forth.
Felusa retreated two steps, casting Guard Magic, blocking three spears. But starting from the fourth, cracks appeared in her Guard Magic.
Felusa’s face turned pale as she prepared to dodge.
But the incoming spears faded midair, dissolving into golden dust.
Milly clutched her stomach as a searing pain struck, forcing a scream from her lips as she leaned, trembling, against the wall.
Felusa was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
“Told you to stop while you could,” Felusa said with relish, “Donโt you know, casting magic speeds up the Miasmaโs erosion?”
Miasmaโthe Witchโs aura.
Witches worshipped the Evil God, gaining tainted mana from that source.
Milly wasnโt a Witch, but had been defiled by one again and again, allowing Miasma to accumulate in her body. No matter how much Saint Water she drank, it was useless.
At times like this, only Purge Magic could help.
“Felusaโฆ You!โฆ”
Milly tried to cast magic again, but the Miasma surged, pain tearing through her body. She gritted her teeth, refusing to cry out.
“Hurts, doesnโt it?” Felusa said gleefully. “Like I said, wear the Catgirl Outfit, keep me company for a night, and Iโll break the Curse for you!๏ฝ๏ฝ”
“You! Go to hell!โโ”
Milly grabbed a teacup and hurled it at Felusa.
Felusa caught it easily and set it back on the desk. “The choice is yours. I want you to serve me of your own free will!๏ฝ๏ฝ”
When she left, she leaned against the corridor wall, unable to stop herself from coughing up blood.
She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and hurriedly cast Healing Magic on herself.
Milly was too strong; even the aftermath of her Light Spear had caused internal injuries. Luckily, the spear dissipated in time due to the Miasmaโs invasion.
Otherwise, Felusa would have been in serious trouble.
After a great effort, Felusa finally healed herself.
She glanced back at Millyโs room, a smile curling on her lips.
The Witch Milly wanted to find was actually Felusa herself. Felusa’s powers were special enough to sneak into the Goddess Church unnoticed.
That’s right, the Saintess hadnโt betrayed them.
Felusa was the Witch, merely disguised as a Saintess.
If she could, Felusa would have killed Milly.
After all, Milly was the strongest Saintess.
But she had changed her mind. She wanted Milly to slowly fall, slowly be eroded by Miasma, to slowly become a Witch!
Now that was perfect revenge!
Felusa wanted Milly to experience what it meant to be a Witch!
When Milly lost her Saintess powers and was filled with despair, Felusa would kill her with her own hands, to comfort the countless fallen sistersโ souls in heaven!
As the footsteps faded into the distance, Milly snapped back to herself. She quickly fished out Saint Water and gulped down several bottles, the pain in her body finally easing a little.
She collapsed onto her bed, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes.
It hurt so much, as if someone were stirring a wound with a knife. Maybe she should just be obedient, spend a night with Felusa in exchange for breaking the Curse?
It was just serving in bedโnot like she hadnโt been bullied before! Felusa had already seen everything during those body checks!
Not only seen, but taken whatever she wanted.
Sheโd probably never marry now, maybe she never could. Since thatโs the case, why not use this body properly and drive Felusa mad with desire!
“Yeah, why should I let myself be bullied?”
If she took the initiative, sheโd have the upper hand!
Felusa wouldnโt be playing with herโit would be her turn to play with Felusa!
All that big-sister, little-sister talk was nonsense. Milly had the strength, she had the stamina, and even if she took the initiative, what was the big deal?
Felusa said to spend one night with her.
But she didnโt say Milly couldnโt be the one in control, right?
Still, Felusa was so forceful, it might be hard to make a move. And Milly was a little shyโtaking the initiative would be more than a little embarrassing.
Wait, she could use a potion!
Last time, she had seized two bottles of Charming Potion, and sheโd put them in her drawer.
Milly opened the drawer. Inside were two bottles of rose-colored potionโthe very same kind the wicked Witch had forced on her, mouth to mouth.
Milly decided to mix the potion into red wine.
When Felusa got dazed, sheโd trample her head and force her into shameful poses, recording the evidence with the Recording Stone.
Once Felusa sobered up, sheโd use the pictures to blackmail her!
“Heh heh, heh heh heh!โโ”
Milly clutched the Charming Potion, letting out a wicked, “Jie jie jie” laugh.