Witch's Embrace

"The Witch's Convent" by DaoistaHADNk

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In the sky, Rigorath was watching from a high distance to avoid the effects of the Stinking Cloud Technique. However, this distance made his vision slightly blurry, and it was only after Hawthorne had slashed Kentez's neck with his sword that he belatedly realized that the warrior he had high hopes for had fallen to that human's blade!

Looking at the disastrous scene below, he couldn't help but feel angry, unable to resist spitting out, cursing inwardly: the human race is truly the most despicable; they produce such incompetent, useless trash. Despite having received so much power and such strong equipment, they can't even defeat a human who is so much lower in level and age!

Kentez deserves to have his soul damned to hell and to become my slave forever!

He cursed in anger, but as he looked down at the battlefield, he hesitated, his gaze flickering as he weighed whether or not to go down personally and eliminate this human, to reclaim the Illusionist's Bracers and Storm Hammer.

But he was still worried about another threat; there was a Paladin in this lumber yard…

His gaze turned to the corner of the lumber yard, where Anno, dazed and confused from the stench, was gritting her teeth, trying her best to see the current situation on the battlefield with her wide beautiful eyes.

Although there was little firelight in the lumber yard, and she could only make a rough judgment on the current situation based on shadows, it still couldn't suppress her desire to participate in the battle.

The one Rigorath feared the most was this girl. If he hadn't discovered that there was a Paladin here, he would have acted personally to resolve everything long ago.

From the moment Paladins embarked on this path of occupation, they gained the abilities bestowed upon them by "Order": a perceptual ability known as "Divine Sense," which allowed them to sense the location of all undead creatures, demons, and extraplanar beings in their vicinity.

Moreover, they could accurately distinguish their types.

Rigorath couldn't guarantee whether this girl was currently using this ability and what the range of her perception might be.

If she was indeed activated and sensed "that a devil was active in the lumber yard," and then deduced that "the Nine Hells had deployed many things in Liberl Port," which she reported to the Black Staff Tower, leading to a more in-depth search throughout the city...

Then all his previous arrangements would likely be exposed, resulting in losses far greater than what could be gained tonight!

After all, he had worked hard for so long in secret to divert the attention of the Black Staff Tower to this evil cult that worshipped magical creatures.

As long as this wild evil cult was destroyed tonight, with all involved dead, then all previous sins could be laid at their feet, clearing the suspicions of his true collaborators.

This plan was specifically designed to protect their other strongholds, so it couldn't fail here!

Alas...

Useless Kentez! Detestable Paladin!

Having cursed these two people one more time in his heart, Rigorath ultimately chose not to take the risk. With a wave of his cloak, his entire body transformed into a white light and he teleported away.

Meanwhile, down below.

So this is… what it feels like to kill someone up close?

Hawthorne wasn't sure. Faced with the pouring blood, Kentez's terrified expression, and the slowly falling corpse, he only felt his heart pounding like a drum, his ears nearly deafened, and his hands shaking, almost unable to hold onto his weapon!

"Master! Die has been restrained, hurry and purify her!"

Suddenly, Heidi called out from behind, pulling him back from the brink of fear: "Understood, I'm… coming right away!"

Knowing that his crisis hadn't really passed yet, he gritted his teeth, forcefully suppressing the immense fear and tremors in his heart. He picked up the Storm Hammer from the ground, turned, and rushed straight toward Die.

At this moment, the situation here was also one of chaos. Heidi and Die were battling, both nearly out of magical power. Yuta, affected by the Slow Spell, had to forego some evasive maneuvers to quickly dismantle the statue, resulting in her taking a few hits from the cultists' chromatic orbs, leaving her wounded.

Fortunately, due to their desperate efforts, the statue had been completely destroyed, and the remaining cultists were dead. Now, Die was left as a lone commander, and she was nearly out of mana!

It was easy to imagine how vulnerable a large, bulky magical creature, moving even slower than a child and relying solely on spells for combat, would be when it ran out of mana—utterly defenseless.

"Master, you can go for it now!"

Heidi panted, calling out. Hawthorne suppressed his fatigue and stepped forward, sensing the situation with the Storm Hammer. He cursed under his breath at that bastard for wasting it; the charge inside had been squandered completely, leaving him nothing.

He couldn't help but complain, but now was not the time for resentment. Since the war hammer had lost its greatest effectiveness and he was out of magic, he charged forward with it and then suddenly tossed it—whoosh—

The hammer head spun forward, landing in front of Die, barely catching her attention and causing her flagella to sway as if in anger.

Meanwhile, Hawthorne took a slight detour, leaping to the side, grabbing one of her flagella, and using his hands and feet to push against the patterns on her body, climbing onto her and holding on tightly. He then quietly murmured, "Purification!"

Buzz—

Thus, the ethereal white light reappeared, quickly enveloping her entire body.

"Roar—!"

Die let out another painful wail from her mouth, and her flagella began to thrash, wrapping around Hawthorne's ankles, trying to drag him down.

Fortunately, her physical strength was not strong. Hawthorne strained against this pulling force while continuously channeling his Purification energy to clean out all the filth and evil within her!

Buzz—

At last, the wailing of the magical creature completely ceased, and her consciousness sank into slumber, signifying that her soul had been thoroughly purified.

Only at this moment did the power of Purification start to gradually affect her physical form. Her massive body began to slowly contract, gradually transforming, and finally shrinking down to the ground, taking the appearance of a nun lying on the ground, deep in sleep.

The white light of Purification slowly extinguished, marking the successful completion of this purification. Hawthorne crawled up from the ground, supporting the sleeping Die, and his heart finally settled back down.

Fortunately, a smooth landing.

No matter how many unexpected events occurred along the way, at least the original purpose of his trip—quietly purifying Die—had been accomplished.

With that, it was time to wrap things up.

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