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Hate Me, Witch! – Chapter 234

Chapter 234: Then Let Them Offer Their Loyalty (5k)

Within the Spirit World, constructed from mental images and spirits, there are no suns or moons to mark the passage of time.
Naturally, it is impossible to know how much time has passed.
The once tidy classroom has now become a mess.
The Goddess of Abundance collapses onto the desk, breathing rapidly, sweat soaking her blue and white striped sailor uniform, outlining her ample and captivating curves.
Her once fair and delicate face is flushed with an almost uncontrollable blush.
In her hazy light brown beautiful eyes—dazzled, affectionate, admiring, and longing; these emotions shift one by one. Her fluffy wolf ears droop powerlessly, having lost all ability to resist.
But beyond the hazy illusion, a sliver of reason and clarity remains in the Goddess of Abundance’s beautiful eyes.
Beside her, Shaya sits with his legs crossed, tilting the chair back and forth.
In mid-air before him, the Divine Core crystal continues to shimmer, observed by Shaya with a thoughtful gaze.
“Interesting.”
“I just discovered a special restriction within your ‘Heart of the Gods’?”
“A very interesting restriction. If I’m not mistaken, this isn’t a trigger-based restriction, but a negative trigger one?”
“That’s right.”
The Goddess of Abundance barely supports her trembling body, her hazy eyes looking at Shaya.
“Do you think we deities are unaware of the weaknesses inherent in the existence of faith-based deities, including the flaw of materializing ethereal souls?”
“Since we know the flaws, we naturally take precautions.”
“I sealed and reinforced the most important self-part of my Divine Core long ago.”
“Although I don’t know how you silently eroded my Heart of the Gods, this core seal and reinforcement, even for you, would not be so easily broken in a short period.”
“Moreover—”
“It’s not just humans who unite and work together…”
“Do you think we deities don’t have alliances and allies we can trust?”
She looks at Shaya with difficulty.
“Indeed, only one can ascend to the throne of the heavens, but I never intended to compete for it in this era.”
“The divine wars between mythical creatures are far more brutal than your human wars.”
A flicker of clarity flashes and disappears in the Goddess of Abundance’s hazy beautiful eyes.
“Since I chose to lie dormant in the Astral Realm, who knows if a powerful Ancient God might find my hiding place and defeat me silently, devouring my divinity and authority.”
“To prevent this— I made preparations long ago.”
“It’s a restriction buried deep within my Heart of the Gods. Every fixed period, it automatically sends a message to a trustworthy female deity with whom I have formed a pact of mutual defense.”
“And if the recipient does not receive this message within the fixed time, she will immediately come to rescue me at the Astral coordinates of my hiding place.”
The Goddess of Abundance speaks breathlessly and dryly.
“I know you are very strong, perhaps stronger than I imagined.”
“Even facing an ancient god, you might not necessarily be defeated.”
“But even you, caught off guard, would find it difficult to completely retain a deity of my status, wouldn’t you?”
“Then, as soon as she escapes and transmits the news to other mythical creatures, all your secrets… including the information that you, who should be hidden beneath the Abyss, have somehow invaded the Prime Material Plane, will be completely exposed.”
“And then, you will become the target of all mythical creatures.”
“That kind of situation… even for you, would be quite troublesome, wouldn’t it?”
She lies prone, gazing up at the pensive black-haired youth before her.
“My Divine Core seal is very stable. At least until my ally comes to my rescue, you will never be able to easily erode it.”
“And if you don’t break through my core origin, then even if you modify the superficial Divine Core, rewrite some memories and perceptions… all you will get is a puppet without independent thought, blindly obeying your commands.”
“You can only get my body—”
“But you cannot get my heart.”
“Don’t you want me to become your ally, to help you gather intelligence from other gods? A puppet state like a marionette cannot handle such meticulous and complex operations. It would be easy for other mythical creatures to spot the flaws and see through your entire scheme.”
She places her fair hand on her chest.
“I’ve changed my mind. Let me go this time…”
“Return my Heart of the Gods to me.”
“I am willing to become your ally, obey your commands, and serve as an inside agent and spy among the gods.”
The Goddess of Abundance looks up at Shaya with eyes full of dependence and admiration, speaking softly in a charming voice.
“As you said earlier, we are not enemies, and we have a basis for cooperation, don’t we?”
“And, to be honest—”
“Even before I gained the authority of Abundance before the Glorious Era, during my time as a wolf… I have never been so moved by a man as I am today, not even by the Sun God of the Glorious Era.”
“Let me go. I am willing to be your inside agent and help you kill those evil gods who plot against you.”
“And—”
She raises her head slightly, revealing the fair and deep fullness of her chest.
“As long as you are willing, I am willing to do even more with you.”
However, facing the Goddess of Abundance’s soft and sweet words.
Shaya merely strokes his chin thoughtfully.
“Amazing. I didn’t expect a prototype of the Cradle System to be developed in the First Era. Incredible, incredible.”
“It seems this fish you are is even bigger than I imagined.”
“However—”
Shaya pauses for a moment.
“If I heard correctly, you have entrusted your entire fortune, life, and the Astral coordinates of your hiding place to your female deity ally?”
“This is unlike the selfish mythical creatures I know who only trust themselves.”
“You say you’ve never been moved by a man, so…”
Shaya looks deeply at the beautiful woman before him, her eyes filled with temptation.
“Could it be that you’re actually a lesbian? And a one-sided one at that.”
“I’m sorry, I’ve always been a steadfast pure love warrior. I don’t like tangled-up situations.”

Lesbian?
One-sided?
Tangled-up?
Hearing Shaya’s reply, the Goddess of Abundance’s mind is in a daze, completely unable to comprehend the meaning of these three words.
She looks up slightly and meets Shaya’s condescending gaze.
The boy’s eyes are very clear.
They inevitably bring to mind the afternoon sunlight, pure and bright, unstained by dust.
“Never mind, in conclusion—”
“To tame a wild wolf into an obedient dog.”
“If I don’t make you completely despair and recognize your situation, it won’t work…”
Shaya’s soft whisper echoes.
And almost at the same time.
The illusory sky constructed from spirituality suddenly ripples with wave after wave of emerald green.
Then,
A slender and beautiful figure slowly emerges in this spiritual world.
She is a maiden wearing a light green long dress, adorned with emerald branches and leaves.
Her ears are different from ordinary people, slender like white feathers, resembling a pair of pure white wings.
Vibrant butterflies and small birds flutter around her, adding a touch of bright vitality out of nowhere.
“Veridian!”
Seeing the maiden’s figure, a hint of joy appears in the Goddess of Abundance’s hazy eyes.
The Goddess of Life—Veridian.
Among the many mythical creatures who survived that Great Calamity, different deities have different relationships, both close and hostile.
As goddesses, their divine nature and authority are complementary. The relationship between Abundance and Life is quite good.
They have known each other since the barbaric era before the Glorious Era, when their races were still magical wolves and sky griffins.
Throughout the divine wars for divine nature and authority, they have always been on the same side, advancing and retreating together.
And in the heart of the Goddess of Abundance, she harbors a certain unusual emotion for this bright and vibrant maiden, an emotion beyond that of allies.
That is why she entrusted her Astral coordinates, the most important thing for any deity, equivalent to her life, to her…
And the Goddess of Life did not fail Abundance’s expectations.
The moment her regular message was lost, she crossed the vast Astral Realm and entered the Spirit World to rescue her.
Earlier, facing the threats and temptations of this black-haired human, she had never compromised and had always held onto her original intention… Her persistence was indeed correct!
And at this very moment, her long persistence finally paid off.
She had finally waited for a turning point.
“Veridian, this guy is strange!”
“Don’t engage him yet. Immediately go and notify the other gods, even the Ancient Gods we are wary of!”
“This may directly concern our fate…”
The emerald green radiance slowly dissipates, revealing the full appearance of the light green-haired maiden.
And the Goddess of Abundance’s breathy words, filled with surprise,
Suddenly come to an abrupt halt at this moment.
Then, her heart plummets into an ice cave in an instant.

“Pardon me, Master.”
The maiden with light green hair slowly emerges from the emerald ripples. Her exquisite and peerlessly beautiful face carries no emotion.
She walks gracefully into the classroom, beside Shaya.
Then, with her beautiful emerald green eyes, she looks up at the black-haired, black-eyed youth before her.
“I apologize for being late.”
“Because Lord Silver said this is a costume you particularly like and that fits the scene, I took some time to change.”
In the maiden’s emerald green eyes, there is admiration and worship.
And also unconcealed humility and submission.
She walks to the youth’s side and respectfully kneels on both knees.
Then, she unfastens her green long dress.
As the emerald green long dress is shed, it reveals what was hidden beneath…
The blue and white striped sailor uniform and the super short skirt of her lower body.
And on the maiden’s forehead.
The emerald green crystal, representing the entire self and soul of the Goddess of Life, is now completely stained by the gray-black mist, without a single uncorroded area.
“Veridian…”
“Veridian…”
The Goddess of Abundance’s gaze freezes.
But before her, the maiden with light green hair and feathered ears does not stop her actions at all.
“It’s alright.”
Shaya nods. “I called you here to do some work.”
He points to the Goddess of Abundance, who is lying prone on the desk, her beautiful eyes filled with horror.
“Her Divine Core has a special seal, and I can’t crack it in a short time. So I thought, perhaps a deity like you, who has more experience, could break it.”
“Of course.”
The Goddess of Life, with her light green hair, glances at the Goddess of Abundance kneeling on the ground. Her vibrant beautiful eyes show no emotion.
“Abundance once told me about the specific reinforcement and sealing methods of her Divine Core.”
“Master, please wait outside for a moment.”
Speaking respectfully, the maiden slowly extends her fair hands.
One hand touches the crimson gold crystal on the miniature statue of Abundance.
The other hand slowly presses down on the exposed forehead of the now defenseless Goddess of Abundance.
“Veridian…”
“Why?”
The Goddess of Abundance cannot resist. Her delicate lips move, uttering a desperate murmur.
“Didn’t I say before that you’re the second fish I’ve caught?”
“And she is the first fish I’ve caught. Otherwise, how do you think I accurately pinpointed your Astral coordinates?”
Shaya looks at the Goddess of Abundance before him with some surprise.
“It’s just a pity.”
“The tenacity of your trusted ally’s soul seems to be much more fragile than yours. It didn’t take much time to handle her.”
He looks at the Goddess of Life beside him. “Let’s begin.”
“Yes.”
The next moment—
Shaya’s wisps of gray-black mist surge again.
They intertwine with the emerald green light.
Then, under the expert guidance of Veridian, the Goddess of Life, they gradually move towards the core of Abundance’s Divine Core crystal, the last uncorroded part, to corrupt it.
“Don’t…”
“Let me go, let me go.”
“I don’t want to forget myself, I don’t want to forget my name!”
“Save me, save me!”
In Abundance’s eyes, the colors of terror can no longer be suppressed, erupting like a tide.
She no longer cares about her status and dignity as the Goddess of Abundance, frantically begging for mercy.
However, the response she receives.
Is merely the pleasant yet indifferent reply of the maiden who is gently holding her head, guiding Shaya’s spiritual power to erode her soul’s core.
“I’m sorry, Abundance.”
“But—”
“This is the Master’s task.”

The last defense is breached, then dissipates.
What dissipates is not just the restriction the Goddess of Abundance set within her Heart of the Gods.
What also collapses is the Goddess of Abundance’s mind.
Veridian’s submission completely crushes her last psychological defense and shatters the sliver of clarity she had managed to maintain.
Her ample body trembles.
Her beautiful eyes lose their luster, becoming empty and void.
And the last self-awareness belonging to the Goddess of Abundance shatters and disintegrates.
Memories, divine cores, self-perception.
Everything that constructs Abundance as an individual deity is erased, eventually turning into pure blankness.
Then.
With the ebb and flow of the gray-black mist.
New colors are applied to that pure and empty white paper.
After a long time.
The empty beautiful eyes of the woman regain their luster.
She quietly stands up from the desk, the brilliant golden divine radiance shining and restoring her messy clothes and hair to their original appearance, making her holy and dignified again, returning to her former majestic goddess self.
Then, Abundance respectfully walks to Shaya’s side.
Her beautiful eyes are slightly lowered, no longer showing the fear, anger, and hatred of before.
Instead, there is only the purest loyalty and humility.
“I must apologize for my disrespectful behavior towards you earlier.”
“If it were not for you bestowing the authority of Abundance, then a goddess named Abundance could not have been born.”
“You are my creator, the king of all gods, the emperor of heaven and earth.”
Abundance slowly raises her head, looking up at Shaya before her.
She places her fair fingers on her ample, bulging chest, her eyes filled with fervent admiration.
“But in the past, I forgot your kindness and even harbored hostility towards you due to the instigation of other deities, committing indescribably foolish acts of violence.”
“What I can do is, as a penitent, use my long life to atone for and compensate for the sins I have committed against all beings and all people.”
Light golden divine power gathers at the fair and delicate neck of Abundance.
Then, it forms a collar at her neck, with a silver chain next to the golden collar.
*Clink.*
The crimson gold collar is put on.
After doing all this, Abundance carefully lifts the hand of the black-haired youth before her, and then solemnly places the silver chain of the collar on her neck into the palm of his hand.
“Thank you for forgiving my sins and bestowing upon me a new life.”
“My Father God.”
“Please allow me, with the etiquette of the wolf clan, to offer you my loyalty once more.”
She bows her head slightly, prostrating herself on the ground.
Then, looking up at the human youth holding the silver chain before her.
She softly utters a syllable.
“Woof.”


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Hate Me, Witch!

Hate Me, Witch!

憎恨我吧,魔女小姐!
Score 7.2
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2023 Native Language: Chinese
Villain System: Let the Young and Naïve Duchess of the Cang Court Principality, Sylvia, Experience the Betrayal of Her Loved Ones, and Achieve Transformation and Rebirth Transmigrating into a Western fantasy world centered around beast taming, Xia Ya stared at the beginner mission in front of him, lost in thought. Sylvia—the legendary “Silver Witch of Cang” recorded in history—had already ascended to legend status five hundred years ago. After establishing the White Chalk Tower, she vanished without a trace, never to be seen again. And as for the Cang Court Principality? It had long since been destroyed. How was he supposed to complete this f***ing mission? This system was five hundred years late! Yet, the mission reward was simply too tempting. After much deliberation, Xia Ya made a decision that would make his ancestors roll in their graves— [To Deceive History Itself] The capital was gone? Fine. Then I’ll just write my name into the duke’s family records and become the older brother of the duchess. No objections, right? Modify relics and ancient texts? Sure. Let’s say I was manipulated by cultists, falsely accused Sylvia of an imaginary crime, and personally exiled her. Then, later, I came to my senses and perished alongside the mastermind behind it all. That sounds reasonable, right? [The One Forgotten by Time] [The Heartless Tyrant] [The King Who Turned His Back on the World] One hidden truth after another began to resurface. [The Silver Witch’s Diary] Waking from my self-imposed slumber, my memories are in tatters—except for one, still deeply etched into my soul: the pain of betrayal. Recent archaeological discoveries have revealed the truth… It turns out that the principality had already been corrupted by a cult. Not long after my exile, an evil god descended upon the royal capital, annihilating all life. So… my brother did all of that… to save me?

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