<p>Chapter 57: The Curse of the Goddess of Beauty</p>
<p>“This is a gas stove. Compared to a magic-powered cooking stove, it consumes more energy, but it has its pros and cons.”</p>
<p>“This is tissue paper. As you can see, it’s thin and convenient, and you can use it immediately.”</p>
<p>“This is a showerhead, which releases water for cleaning the body, and these are shampoo and body wash.”</p>
<p>“This is a cloakroom, a place to store clothes. Hey, this… this one is the school uniform I wore in high school.”</p>
<p>“This is a computer. It’s a pity I don’t play games much, and I can’t connect to the internet now.”</p>
<p>“And this is…”</p>
<p>Shaya spoke while showing Witch Miss around his home, introducing her to various everyday items.</p>
<p>Of course, this was not just an introduction; it was also a recollection and organization of past memories.</p>
<p>Those long-sealed memories began to surface in his mind.</p>
<p>Witch Miss followed closely behind him, silent and steady, sometimes quietly observing an interesting object, sometimes lost in thought.</p>
<p>She held a box of strawberry ice cream in her hands the entire time.</p>
<p>“……”</p>
<p>After scraping the last spoonful, Witch Miss paused for a moment, gently swallowed the melted viscous liquid in her mouth, then glanced at Shaya.</p>
<p>Noticing he was enthusiastically discussing the situation in the house, Agnes subtly moved her fingers.</p>
<p>The box twitched slightly, and the ice cream that had been completely eaten was once again filled.</p>
<p>After a while, Shaya turned around, still unsatisfied, looked at Witch Miss, and then at the ice cream in the box.</p>
<p>“Why does it seem like there’s more?”</p>
<p>Shaya blinked.</p>
<p>Witch Miss set down her spoon and responded coldly, “I eat slowly.”</p>
<p>“Oh, okay.”</p>
<p>Shaya believed her and nodded.</p>
<p>Then, his gaze fell to a corner, his eyes brightening as he walked over with big strides.</p>
<p>In that corner was a large box, looking like an unopened delivery.</p>
<p>After opening the box and seeing the contents, Shaya felt a bit disappointed because the box was empty, indicating that Witch Miss’s manifestation failed to recreate this detail.</p>
<p>“That…”</p>
<p>Shaya’s gaze drifted to Witch Miss.</p>
<p>Agnes looked at the ice cream she was holding, thought for a moment, then set down her spoon, stepped forward in her pink slippers, and calmly held Shaya’s hand.</p>
<p>With familiar ripples swirling, the item inside the box appeared before Shaya and Witch Miss.</p>
<p>Shaya chuckled softly, then released her hand and turned to face her.</p>
<p>“Lady Agnes, allow me to grandly introduce to you the most outstanding invention in human history.” As he spoke, Shaya bent down to pull out the item from the delivery box, “At least, it’s the most outstanding invention, in my opinion.”</p>
<p>“It’s called a foot massage basin!”</p>
<p>“No one can refuse a foot massage basin, just like no one can refuse to drive a Gundam.”</p>
<p>Shaya animatedly proclaimed.</p>
<p>“……”</p>
<p>Witch Miss glanced at the dark, shell-like foot basin in Shaya’s hands, then looked back at him.</p>
<p>For some reason, she suddenly felt this guy was very childish.</p>
<p>While watching him, Witch Miss scooped a spoonful of strawberry ice cream into her mouth.</p>
<p>Seeing her indifferent reaction, Shaya smiled lightly.</p>
<p>Your Excellency, please experience the technology of 21st-century humanity, and then be awed to the core!</p>
<p>With that thought, Shaya said, “Would you like to try it?”</p>
<p>Witch Miss shook her head.</p>
<p>“That’s an experience you absolutely haven’t had before. I believe once you try it, you will fall in love with it completely.”</p>
<p>Shaya gently persuaded.</p>
<p>Perhaps the notion of an “unexperienced wonderful feeling” struck a chord with Witch Miss. With the idea of creating more memories in mind, she pondered for a moment, then nodded gently.</p>
<p>“Please sit over there on the sofa, the spot in front of the TV.”</p>
<p>Shaya pointed, then hurried to the bathroom with the foot massage basin.</p>
<p>Watching his retreating figure, Witch Miss held the ice cream, eating as she slowly approached the sofa, adjusted her skirt, and sat down.</p>
<p>In an instant, an unprecedented softness and comfort wrapped around her entire body.</p>
<p>Witch Miss suddenly became deeply interested in the “human technology” that Shaya had mentioned.</p>
<p>She glanced in the direction of the bathroom, then reached out to gently pat the surface of the sofa, as if comparing it to her own red velvet chair.</p>
<p>The result was overwhelming superiority.</p>
<p>“……”</p>
<p>Witch Miss gently furrowed her brows.</p>
<p>Having sat on such a soft sofa, perhaps she would never want to return to her previous life.</p>
<p>Recalling the occurrences from earlier until now, she sighed softly, her long eyelashes fluttering a few times.</p>
<p>It seemed that as long as Shaya was here, her experiences were far more interesting than the tens of thousands of monotonous days imprisoned in her palace.</p>
<p>After an unknown amount of time.</p>
<p>When Shaya reappeared in the living room, carrying a black foot massage basin filled with water.</p>
<p>The basin was rippling with hot water, steam slowly rising.</p>
<p>He set the basin down next to Witch Miss’s pink slippers, squatted down slightly, and adjusted the settings on the upper panel.</p>
<p>“You just need to take off your slippers and put your feet in.”</p>
<p>Shaya said while bending down to fiddle with it.</p>
<p>In fact, Witch Miss had already mentally prepared herself when she heard the name of the device.</p>
<p>Moreover, for Agnes, since Shaya had seen her feet many times, even touched them, her psychological threshold was considerably lower.</p>
<p>Her pale, delicate bare feet slipped out of her slippers, the dainty toes lightly pressing down before slowly entering the basin like two sparkling, adorable white fish swimming into the water, the gentle ripples making them even more attractive.</p>
<p>Witch Miss’s feet were beautiful—a fact even Shaya acknowledged.</p>
<p>The arch of her foot was elegant, her skin fair, the soles rosy and smooth, and her toes were perfectly aligned and tight, resembling white shells, with every part proportioned just right.</p>
<p>Feeling the suitable water temperature and the slightly stimulating flow that Shaya adjusted, Witch Miss let out a barely audible breath.</p>
<p>It felt like her entire being had relaxed a great deal because of it.</p>
<p>“Pat.”</p>
<p>Shaya suddenly pressed a button.</p>
<p>The next moment, she felt two uneven rollers from the foot basin suddenly rise to her soles, rapidly spinning!</p>
<p>“?!”</p>
<p>Witch Miss’s body trembled as her small foot instinctively kicked up.</p>
<p>Accompanied by a splash of water, Shaya, who was squatting on the floor, felt a warm, smooth bare foot suddenly land on his face, then quickly retract as if startled.</p>
<p>The atmosphere suddenly became a bit awkward.</p>
<p>After a long silence, Shaya tried to lighten the mood, saying, “Um… maybe the stimulation was too strong. I’ll lower the setting a bit.”</p>
<p>After saying that, he stood up, not daring to look directly into Witch Miss’s eyes.</p>
<p>It seemed to be the first time he witnessed her embarrassing moment.</p>
<p>In order not to ruin the rapport he had built up, Shaya chose to give Witch Miss some dignity.</p>
<p>“……”</p>
<p>Agnes lowered her head, her black hair covering her side face, making it difficult to see her expression.</p>
<p>After a moment, she softly said, “It’s not dirty…”</p>
<p>“What?”</p>
<p>Witch Miss paused, “I am a deity, unlike humans. Even if I don’t wash my body for a thousand years, I remain as clean as new.”</p>
<p>“Oh.”</p>
<p>Shaya replied vaguely.</p>
<p>The fact that Witch Miss felt the need to explain this was quite peculiar.</p>
<p>“You stay here and soak for a while. There are some ingredients in the fridge; I’ll go cook. Later, you can taste my cooking.”</p>
<p>With that, Shaya headed straight to the kitchen.</p>
<p>Only then did Witch Miss gently lift her head, remain silent for a moment, and then placed her bare foot back into the warm water.</p>
<p>“Tap tap tap—”</p>
<p>Not long after, the sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen.</p>
<p>With a plush sofa behind her and a warm foot basin beneath her feet, it was a relaxation experience Agnes had never felt in thousands of years.</p>
<p>Tranquil, serene.</p>
<p>She watched Shaya busying himself in the kitchen, her eyes softening slightly.</p>
<p>Holding strawberry-flavored ice cream and enjoying the sensory comfort of the moment, the distant TV played a program she had never seen, while the rhythmic sounds of chopping emanated from the kitchen.</p>
<p>It all felt quite nice, somehow.</p>
<p>Witch Miss gently squinted her eyes.</p>
<p>Once upon a time, she seemed to have longed for such a leisurely and peaceful life as well.</p>
<p>……</p>
<p>When Shaya finally brought the two dishes and a soup to the dining table and returned to the living room, he found Witch Miss leaning against the soft sofa, her hands clasped together on her abdomen.</p>
<p>At this moment, she had her eyes closed, looking as if she were asleep.</p>
<p>Noticing Shaya’s approach, Witch Miss’s long eyelashes gently trembled, then she opened her eyes.</p>
<p>Just as Agnes opened her eyes, there was none of her usual coolness and indifference; it seemed she had just awakened from a long reverie.</p>
<p>“Are you okay?”</p>
<p>Shaya pointed toward the dining table and asked.</p>
<p>Witch Miss silently looked at him for a moment, then nodded.</p>
<p>She put on her slippers and stood up, walking toward the dining table with Shaya.</p>
<p>On the table were two small plates and a large bowl filled with steaming hot food.</p>
<p>He didn’t make rice because the goal was not to fill their bellies, but just to taste familiar flavors.</p>
<p>Considering the social background and dietary habits of the other world, Shaya prepared Chinese dishes that were lighter in flavor: steamed bass, braised pork, and chicken soup.</p>
<p>“Give it a try.”</p>
<p>Shaya handed her a spoon while picking up a pair of chopsticks himself.</p>
<p>Witch Miss lifted a bowl of soup, blew on it gently, and then took a small sip.</p>
<p>In that instant, a delicious taste burst in her mouth!</p>
<p>Although she held the status of a deity, the era in which Witch Miss lived was filled with war and slaughter, and the overall tone of human civilization leaned toward barbarism, making the level of living much lower than that of Shaya’s Earth.</p>
<p>Once she became a deity, all physical desires such as appetite were completely abandoned, and she lost the opportunity to taste delicious food.</p>
<p>To her, delicious food was something that could touch people.</p>
<p>Thus, at this moment, Witch Miss was captivated by a bowl of chicken soup from another world.</p>
<p>Though her expression remained calm, Shaya could distinctly sense her lightness of heart.</p>
<p>He breathed a sigh of relief.</p>
<p>Then, the two began to quietly partake in their meal, as if there were no sense of incongruity between them.</p>
<p>After a while, Shaya hesitated and asked a question that had troubled him for a long time.</p>
<p>“Lady Agnes, you possess the divine ability to create everything. Why do you always wear this worn-out dress? Even your shoes are…”</p>
<p>Witch Miss scooped a tender piece of fish with her spoon, dipped it in soup, and brought it to her mouth.</p>
<p>After chewing it slowly, she controlled the food disappearing down her throat, then softly replied, “It’s not that I don’t want to, but that I can’t.”</p>
<p>“Can’t?”</p>
<p>Shaya instinctively associated this with the punishment intent from the God of Justice and Judgment.</p>
<p>“I was cursed when I was first sealed here.” After tasting the food, Witch Miss seemed to be in good spirits. “It was a curse from a deity.”</p>
<p>“The Goddess of the Bright Moon, Beatrice.”</p>
<p>Another name of a deity emerged from Witch Miss’s lips.</p>
<p>However, having already been prepared by the impacts of the God of Elements and the Goddess of Abundance, Shaya didn’t show much surprise.</p>
<p>Moreover, within the Hiren Empire, where the Goddess of Light was the state religion, although other beliefs were permitted, the Goddess of the Bright Moon was not among them.</p>
<p>As for the reason, Shaya wasn’t quite clear.</p>
<p>He cast a questioning glance at Witch Miss: “What kind of curse?”</p>
<p>Witch Miss looked at him, set down her spoon, and spoke calmly, “The curse of ‘never being able to become more beautiful.’”</p>
<p>What kind of curse is this?</p>
<p>Shaya felt a bit surprised, finding it more like a child’s play.</p>
<p>“Because her power is insufficient, the curse can only reach this stage and cannot change my appearance.”</p>
<p>“Even so, here in the Abyss Palace, as a sinner, I have lost the right to adorn myself, and this black gauze skirt is the last layer of shame she left me.”</p>
<p>She answered softly.</p>
<p>This explained why she always wore a worn-out gauze dress and walked barefoot.</p>
<p>“And the other title of the Goddess of the Bright Moon seems to be the Goddess of Beauty,” Shaya seemingly understood, continuing the conversation, “So, is this jealousy?”</p>
<p>Witch Miss didn’t respond but displayed an ambiguous attitude.</p>
<p>“You are already beautiful enough, even without the embellishments of jewelry and clothing, you would still be the most dazzling moon in the night sky, garnering the praise of the whole world.”</p>
<p>Shaya comforted her.</p>
<p>Witch Miss’s small hand paused, as if recalling something suddenly.</p>
<p>Then she gently set down her bowl and spoon and gazed at Shaya: “It’s not like that.”</p>
<p>“In fact, you are the only human since the day of my birth to describe me as ‘beautiful.'”</p>
<p>“In the eyes of ordinary humans, they can only see my most ugly and evil side, and in that moment, they would fall into uncontrollable madness and then die.”</p>
<p>“In their eyes, I am still that vile and brutal witch.”</p>
<p>Hearing this, Shaya instinctively recalled the scene of him witnessing the black mist rampage when he met Witch Miss for the second time.</p>
<p>At that time, he did indeed lose control for a moment but ultimately persevered with sheer willpower.</p>
<p>Even he, the man with a golden finger, had fallen to such a state.</p>
<p>It was hard to imagine what Witch Miss looked like in the eyes of other humans.</p>
<p>“Perhaps, only after undergoing enough ‘death’ can one be unafraid of the ‘death’ of the black mist itself, and thus… see my true self.”</p>
<p>Shaya suddenly felt a thrill.</p>
<p>He thought of the high heels he had put on Witch Miss.</p>
<p>“Why does it seem that the pair of shoes I put on you was unaffected, and you are still wearing them now?”</p>
<p>Shaya asked the crux of the matter.</p>
<p>“Because you are the only human to appear in the Abyss Palace in tens of thousands of years.” Witch Miss turned her gaze elsewhere, “And you acknowledged my ‘beauty.'”</p>
<p>So, the shoes Shaya put on her would remain unaffected.</p>
<p>I see.</p>
<p>Though it was a bit convoluted, overall, it was somewhat akin to the punishment intent that the God of Justice and Judgment had descended with at that time.</p>
<p>The resultant impact was only directed at Witch Miss alone.</p>
<p>Even so, he managed to put those high heels on her only after meeting numerous extreme conditions.</p>
<p>If another person without a golden finger came along, they would probably lose their mind at the very first sight of Witch Miss.</p>
<p>So I am the chosen one.</p>
<p>Recalling the sudden mad idea that had popped into his mind about putting high heels on her, Shaya, now filled with food, suddenly had another slightly crazy thought.</p>
<p>“Would you… like to try on some different clothes?”</p>
<p>“This is a gas stove. Compared to a magic-powered cooking stove, it consumes more energy, but it has its pros and cons.”</p>
<p>“This is tissue paper. As you can see, it’s thin and convenient, and you can use it immediately.”</p>
<p>“This is a showerhead, which releases water for cleaning the body, and these are shampoo and body wash.”</p>
<p>“This is a cloakroom, a place to store clothes. Hey, this… this one is the school uniform I wore in high school.”</p>
<p>“This is a computer. It’s a pity I don’t play games much, and I can’t connect to the internet now.”</p>
<p>“And this is…”</p>
<p>Shaya spoke while showing Witch Miss around his home, introducing her to various everyday items.</p>
<p>Of course, this was not just an introduction; it was also a recollection and organization of past memories.</p>
<p>Those long-sealed memories began to surface in his mind.</p>
<p>Witch Miss followed closely behind him, silent and steady, sometimes quietly observing an interesting object, sometimes lost in thought.</p>
<p>She held a box of strawberry ice cream in her hands the entire time.</p>
<p>“……”</p>
<p>After scraping the last spoonful, Witch Miss paused for a moment, gently swallowed the melted viscous liquid in her mouth, then glanced at Shaya.</p>
<p>Noticing he was enthusiastically discussing the situation in the house, Agnes subtly moved her fingers.</p>
<p>The box twitched slightly, and the ice cream that had been completely eaten was once again filled.</p>
<p>After a while, Shaya turned around, still unsatisfied, looked at Witch Miss, and then at the ice cream in the box.</p>
<p>“Why does it seem like there’s more?”</p>
<p>Shaya blinked.</p>
<p>Witch Miss set down her spoon and responded coldly, “I eat slowly.”</p>
<p>“Oh, okay.”</p>
<p>Shaya believed her and nodded.</p>
<p>Then, his gaze fell to a corner, his eyes brightening as he walked over with big strides.</p>
<p>In that corner was a large box, looking like an unopened delivery.</p>
<p>After opening the box and seeing the contents, Shaya felt a bit disappointed because the box was empty, indicating that Witch Miss’s manifestation failed to recreate this detail.</p>
<p>“That…”</p>
<p>Shaya’s gaze drifted to Witch Miss.</p>
<p>Agnes looked at the ice cream she was holding, thought for a moment, then set down her spoon, stepped forward in her pink slippers, and calmly held Shaya’s hand.</p>
<p>With familiar ripples swirling, the item inside the box appeared before Shaya and Witch Miss.</p>
<p>Shaya chuckled softly, then released her hand and turned to face her.</p>
<p>“Lady Agnes, allow me to grandly introduce to you the most outstanding invention in human history.” As he spoke, Shaya bent down to pull out the item from the delivery box, “At least, it’s the most outstanding invention, in my opinion.”</p>
<p>“It’s called a foot massage basin!”</p>
<p>“No one can refuse a foot massage basin, just like no one can refuse to drive a Gundam.”</p>
<p>Shaya animatedly proclaimed.</p>
<p>“……”</p>
<p>Witch Miss glanced at the dark, shell-like foot basin in Shaya’s hands, then looked back at him.</p>
<p>For some reason, she suddenly felt this guy was very childish.</p>
<p>While watching him, Witch Miss scooped a spoonful of strawberry ice cream into her mouth.</p>
<p>Seeing her indifferent reaction, Shaya smiled lightly.</p>
<p>Your Excellency, please experience the technology of 21st-century humanity, and then be awed to the core!</p>
<p>With that thought, Shaya said, “Would you like to try it?”</p>
<p>Witch Miss shook her head.</p>
<p>“That’s an experience you absolutely haven’t had before. I believe once you try it, you will fall in love with it completely.”</p>
<p>Shaya gently persuaded.</p>
<p>Perhaps the notion of an “unexperienced wonderful feeling” struck a chord with Witch Miss. With the idea of creating more memories in mind, she pondered for a moment, then nodded gently.</p>
<p>“Please sit over there on the sofa, the spot in front of the TV.”</p>
<p>Shaya pointed, then hurried to the bathroom with the foot massage basin.</p>
<p>Watching his retreating figure, Witch Miss held the ice cream, eating as she slowly approached the sofa, adjusted her skirt, and sat down.</p>
<p>In an instant, an unprecedented softness and comfort wrapped around her entire body.</p>
<p>Witch Miss suddenly became deeply interested in the “human technology” that Shaya had mentioned.</p>
<p>She glanced in the direction of the bathroom, then reached out to gently pat the surface of the sofa, as if comparing it to her own red velvet chair.</p>
<p>The result was overwhelming superiority.</p>
<p>“……”</p>
<p>Witch Miss gently furrowed her brows.</p>
<p>Having sat on such a soft sofa, perhaps she would never want to return to her previous life.</p>
<p>Recalling the occurrences from earlier until now, she sighed softly, her long eyelashes fluttering a few times.</p>
<p>It seemed that as long as Shaya was here, her experiences were far more interesting than the tens of thousands of monotonous days imprisoned in her palace.</p>
<p>After an unknown amount of time.</p>
<p>When Shaya reappeared in the living room, carrying a black foot massage basin filled with water.</p>
<p>The basin was rippling with hot water, steam slowly rising.</p>
<p>He set the basin down next to Witch Miss’s pink slippers, squatted down slightly, and adjusted the settings on the upper panel.</p>
<p>“You just need to take off your slippers and put your feet in.”</p>
<p>Shaya said while bending down to fiddle with it.</p>
<p>In fact, Witch Miss had already mentally prepared herself when she heard the name of the device.</p>
<p>Moreover, for Agnes, since Shaya had seen her feet many times, even touched them, her psychological threshold was considerably lower.</p>
<p>Her pale, delicate bare feet slipped out of her slippers, the dainty toes lightly pressing down before slowly entering the basin like two sparkling, adorable white fish swimming into the water, the gentle ripples making them even more attractive.</p>
<p>Witch Miss’s feet were beautiful—a fact even Shaya acknowledged.</p>
<p>The arch of her foot was elegant, her skin fair, the soles rosy and smooth, and her toes were perfectly aligned and tight, resembling white shells, with every part proportioned just right.</p>
<p>Feeling the suitable water temperature and the slightly stimulating flow that Shaya adjusted, Witch Miss let out a barely audible breath.</p>
<p>It felt like her entire being had relaxed a great deal because of it.</p>
<p>“Pat.”</p>
<p>Shaya suddenly pressed a button.</p>
<p>The next moment, she felt two uneven rollers from the foot basin suddenly rise to her soles, rapidly spinning!</p>
<p>“?!”</p>
<p>Witch Miss’s body trembled as her small foot instinctively kicked up.</p>
<p>Accompanied by a splash of water, Shaya, who was squatting on the floor, felt a warm, smooth bare foot suddenly land on his face, then quickly retract as if startled.</p>
<p>The atmosphere suddenly became a bit awkward.</p>
<p>After a long silence, Shaya tried to lighten the mood, saying, “Um… maybe the stimulation was too strong. I’ll lower the setting a bit.”</p>
<p>After saying that, he stood up, not daring to look directly into Witch Miss’s eyes.</p>
<p>It seemed to be the first time he witnessed her embarrassing moment.</p>
<p>In order not to ruin the rapport he had built up, Shaya chose to give Witch Miss some dignity.</p>
<p>“……”</p>
<p>Agnes lowered her head, her black hair covering her side face, making it difficult to see her expression.</p>
<p>After a moment, she softly said, “It’s not dirty…”</p>
<p>“What?”</p>
<p>Witch Miss paused, “I am a deity, unlike humans. Even if I don’t wash my body for a thousand years, I remain as clean as new.”</p>
<p>“Oh.”</p>
<p>Shaya replied vaguely.</p>
<p>The fact that Witch Miss felt the need to explain this was quite peculiar.</p>
<p>“You stay here and soak for a while. There are some ingredients in the fridge; I’ll go cook. Later, you can taste my cooking.”</p>
<p>With that, Shaya headed straight to the kitchen.</p>
<p>Only then did Witch Miss gently lift her head, remain silent for a moment, and then placed her bare foot back into the warm water.</p>
<p>“Tap tap tap—”</p>
<p>Not long after, the sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen.</p>
<p>With a plush sofa behind her and a warm foot basin beneath her feet, it was a relaxation experience Agnes had never felt in thousands of years.</p>
<p>Tranquil, serene.</p>
<p>She watched Shaya busying himself in the kitchen, her eyes softening slightly.</p>
<p>Holding strawberry-flavored ice cream and enjoying the sensory comfort of the moment, the distant TV played a program she had never seen, while the rhythmic sounds of chopping emanated from the kitchen.</p>
<p>It all felt quite nice, somehow.</p>
<p>Witch Miss gently squinted her eyes.</p>
<p>Once upon a time, she seemed to have longed for such a leisurely and peaceful life as well.</p>
<p>……</p>
<p>When Shaya finally brought the two dishes and a soup to the dining table and returned to the living room, he found Witch Miss leaning against the soft sofa, her hands clasped together on her abdomen.</p>
<p>At this moment, she had her eyes closed, looking as if she were asleep.</p>
<p>Noticing Shaya’s approach, Witch Miss’s long eyelashes gently trembled, then she opened her eyes.</p>
<p>Just as Agnes opened her eyes, there was none of her usual coolness and indifference; it seemed she had just awakened from a long reverie.</p>
<p>“Are you okay?”</p>
<p>Shaya pointed toward the dining table and asked.</p>
<p>Witch Miss silently looked at him for a moment, then nodded.</p>
<p>She put on her slippers and stood up, walking toward the dining table with Shaya.</p>
<p>On the table were two small plates and a large bowl filled with steaming hot food.</p>
<p>He didn’t make rice because the goal was not to fill their bellies, but just to taste familiar flavors.</p>
<p>Considering the social background and dietary habits of the other world, Shaya prepared Chinese dishes that were lighter in flavor: steamed bass, braised pork, and chicken soup.</p>
<p>“Give it a try.”</p>
<p>Shaya handed her a spoon while picking up a pair of chopsticks himself.</p>
<p>Witch Miss lifted a bowl of soup, blew on it gently, and then took a small sip.</p>
<p>In that instant, a delicious taste burst in her mouth!</p>
<p>Although she held the status of a deity, the era in which Witch Miss lived was filled with war and slaughter, and the overall tone of human civilization leaned toward barbarism, making the level of living much lower than that of Shaya’s Earth.</p>
<p>Once she became a deity, all physical desires such as appetite were completely abandoned, and she lost the opportunity to taste delicious food.</p>
<p>To her, delicious food was something that could touch people.</p>
<p>Thus, at this moment, Witch Miss was captivated by a bowl of chicken soup from another world.</p>
<p>Though her expression remained calm, Shaya could distinctly sense her lightness of heart.</p>
<p>He breathed a sigh of relief.</p>
<p>Then, the two began to quietly partake in their meal, as if there were no sense of incongruity between them.</p>
<p>After a while, Shaya hesitated and asked a question that had troubled him for a long time.</p>
<p>“Lady Agnes, you possess the divine ability to create everything. Why do you always wear this worn-out dress? Even your shoes are…”</p>
<p>Witch Miss scooped a tender piece of fish with her spoon, dipped it in soup, and brought it to her mouth.</p>
<p>After chewing it slowly, she controlled the food disappearing down her throat, then softly replied, “It’s not that I don’t want to, but that I can’t.”</p>
<p>“Can’t?”</p>
<p>Shaya instinctively associated this with the punishment intent from the God of Justice and Judgment.</p>
<p>“I was cursed when I was first sealed here.” After tasting the food, Witch Miss seemed to be in good spirits. “It was a curse from a deity.”</p>
<p>“The Goddess of the Bright Moon, Beatrice.”</p>
<p>Another name of a deity emerged from Witch Miss’s lips.</p>
<p>However, having already been prepared by the impacts of the God of Elements and the Goddess of Abundance, Shaya didn’t show much surprise.</p>
<p>Moreover, within the Hiren Empire, where the Goddess of Light was the state religion, although other beliefs were permitted, the Goddess of the Bright Moon was not among them.</p>
<p>As for the reason, Shaya wasn’t quite clear.</p>
<p>He cast a questioning glance at Witch Miss: “What kind of curse?”</p>
<p>Witch Miss looked at him, set down her spoon, and spoke calmly, “The curse of ‘never being able to become more beautiful.’”</p>
<p>What kind of curse is this?</p>
<p>Shaya felt a bit surprised, finding it more like a child’s play.</p>
<p>“Because her power is insufficient, the curse can only reach this stage and cannot change my appearance.”</p>
<p>“Even so, here in the Abyss Palace, as a sinner, I have lost the right to adorn myself, and this black gauze skirt is the last layer of shame she left me.”</p>
<p>She answered softly.</p>
<p>This explained why she always wore a worn-out gauze dress and walked barefoot.</p>
<p>“And the other title of the Goddess of the Bright Moon seems to be the Goddess of Beauty,” Shaya seemingly understood, continuing the conversation, “So, is this jealousy?”</p>
<p>Witch Miss didn’t respond but displayed an ambiguous attitude.</p>
<p>“You are already beautiful enough, even without the embellishments of jewelry and clothing, you would still be the most dazzling moon in the night sky, garnering the praise of the whole world.”</p>
<p>Shaya comforted her.</p>
<p>Witch Miss’s small hand paused, as if recalling something suddenly.</p>
<p>Then she gently set down her bowl and spoon and gazed at Shaya: “It’s not like that.”</p>
<p>“In fact, you are the only human since the day of my birth to describe me as ‘beautiful.'”</p>
<p>“In the eyes of ordinary humans, they can only see my most ugly and evil side, and in that moment, they would fall into uncontrollable madness and then die.”</p>
<p>“In their eyes, I am still that vile and brutal witch.”</p>
<p>Hearing this, Shaya instinctively recalled the scene of him witnessing the black mist rampage when he met Witch Miss for the second time.</p>
<p>At that time, he did indeed lose control for a moment but ultimately persevered with sheer willpower.</p>
<p>Even he, the man with a golden finger, had fallen to such a state.</p>
<p>It was hard to imagine what Witch Miss looked like in the eyes of other humans.</p>
<p>“Perhaps, only after undergoing enough ‘death’ can one be unafraid of the ‘death’ of the black mist itself, and thus… see my true self.”</p>
<p>Shaya suddenly felt a thrill.</p>
<p>He thought of the high heels he had put on Witch Miss.</p>
<p>“Why does it seem that the pair of shoes I put on you was unaffected, and you are still wearing them now?”</p>
<p>Shaya asked the crux of the matter.</p>
<p>“Because you are the only human to appear in the Abyss Palace in tens of thousands of years.” Witch Miss turned her gaze elsewhere, “And you acknowledged my ‘beauty.'”</p>
<p>So, the shoes Shaya put on her would remain unaffected.</p>
<p>I see.</p>
<p>Though it was a bit convoluted, overall, it was somewhat akin to the punishment intent that the God of Justice and Judgment had descended with at that time.</p>
<p>The resultant impact was only directed at Witch Miss alone.</p>
<p>Even so, he managed to put those high heels on her only after meeting numerous extreme conditions.</p>
<p>If another person without a golden finger came along, they would probably lose their mind at the very first sight of Witch Miss.</p>
<p>So I am the chosen one.</p>
<p>Recalling the sudden mad idea that had popped into his mind about putting high heels on her, Shaya, now filled with food, suddenly had another slightly crazy thought.</p>
<p>“Would you… like to try on some different clothes?”</p>
