Chapter 1909: The Wolf Girl Who Loves Snow
My mind was unclear when I fell, colluding with demons. Collaborating with cultists now, with a clear head, cannot be entirely equated. They found it difficult to accept and proposed objections.
However, since there was a precedent, these rioters did not insist on their objections. After I promised them that if they helped and even if they didn’t succeed, I would help them search for the Sisterhood of the Blind and see if I could help them return to the organization, they agreed.
In reality, I didn’t need to negotiate at all. The demon contracts of these rioters were still in my hands, and I had absolute control over them. I only needed to give a command, and they would have to obey.
But I am someone who likes equivalent exchange. I believe that appropriate interest exchange can make them more proactive, rather than outwardly complying but inwardly opposing.
“Very well, since you agree, you can make some preparations for combat. However, please put on your clothes now and prepare to come to my house for a banquet,” I said. Their current state would make anyone unable to look away if they appeared before others.
“Okay.” The rioters put on their leather armor, which only covered parts of their alluring bodies. The rest, such as their exposed abs and tight leather pants, still showcased their beauty and sexiness.
“You two go help Older Brother with his tasks first. I need to invite the neighbors,” I told the rioters and led them to my doorstep.
Then I went to the villa next door. Seeing the funeral wreaths hanging on the door and the snowmen piled at the entrance, I smiled. I didn’t expect these two werewolves to celebrate Christmas Eve as well.
Moreover, they were not even in the villa. I heard Weis’s laughter coming from next door. Turning to look, I indeed saw that werewolf Eldest Miss playing in the snow, even rolling around.
Before I could even speak, her eyes met mine. It was so fast, in an instant, Weis stirred up a ball of snow to cover herself.
When the snow fell, she was already standing properly in front of me, as if the her rolling in the snow just now was merely my illusion. However, her face was a little red. It shouldn’t be from the cold, right?
“You, when did you get here? Why didn’t I hear you?” Weis seemed a little flustered. Was it because I saw her playing in the snow?
“Probably because I’ve been practicing the footwork of Murder’s Divine Spell recently, as well as aura concealment. But you only noticed me when I was this close. Have you been slacking off lately?” I said.
Originally, I didn’t like Murder’s Divine Spell. It was almost entirely a Divine Spell with the purpose of killing, and it also included quite a few spells for controlling Undead creatures, which were things I could learn.
However, I have always avoided learning or using too much Undead Magic. Unless one is born an Undead creature like Via or Sherris, Undead Magic would bring severe side effects.
Just learning Undead Magic can desensitize one’s emotions, blur the line between life and death, gradually disregard life, and pursue silence. This change is usually caused by mutations within the brain and is irreversible.
And using Undead Magic causes large areas of body cells to die and then be controlled by Undead Magic, only to be “revived” again. In essence, parts of the body have transformed into Undead.
Therefore, even if Necromancers do not perform a Ritual to turn themselves into Undead, their bodies will gradually mutate into Undead as they cast spells excessively.
Necromancers of a certain age are neither human nor ghost. As for the older Necromancers, most of them can no longer be determined if their physical bodies are still alive.
As their bodies gradually become Undead, their appearances also become incredibly ugly and terrifying. After all, they look like skin and bones covered in death spots. How could they be beautiful?
To avoid becoming ugly and being disliked by Older Brother Jayad, although I don’t think he would dislike my appearance at all, I also dislike becoming ugly. So, I try my best to avoid learning Undead Magic or Divine Spells related to Undead Magic. After all, I am a Witch, not a Necromancer.
But recently, on one hand, I need to find a way to kill Albrisque and Rodrigo. In the Holy Roman Empire, I also promised the Elves to help them reclaim the Life Tree Seed. Combat is still necessary.
The immense pressure of reality forced me to learn magic and practice Murder’s Divine Spell in order to quickly improve my killing skills. That’s why I’ve been moving without a sound recently.
However, with Weis’s keen senses, she only noticed my presence when I was this close. It’s true that she has become lax. When we were still in the Darkwood Palace, she would have definitely discovered me long ago.
“None of your business! I haven’t been slacking,” Weis said, her face flushing. She also realized that she had let her guard down a bit. This was primarily because in her past, she lived amidst assassination and darkness every day, her nerves constantly on edge.
When she first arrived in a new environment, Weis was also very nervous. At that time, she worried about her and her mother’s safety every day, but she soon realized she was overreacting.
There were no threats around here. She didn’t have to spend all day thinking about who to assassinate today, where to hide, who wanted to kill her, and so on. Naturally, she relaxed her vigilance. Otherwise, keeping her super senses active all the time would be very tiring and annoying.
“It’s nothing, relaxing is a good thing. I just didn’t expect you to be playing in the snow here,” I said with a meaningful smile.
“I wasn’t!” Weis’s fur bristled at my words, and she threw a snowball at me, but I caught it with my outstretched hand.
Of course, I knew that her love for winter and snow likely came from her race. Fenrir was a Nordic Wolf God. Wolves and werewolves there often lived in the ice and snow. The current extreme cold and snowy weather felt like returning home to her.
Weis had been locked up in the basement before, with no chance to enjoy the snow. Not to mention, she had no leisure time to play around back then. Now, coming to Cando City and seeing the snow has activated the innate instincts in her genes.
“No need to deny it. There’s nothing wrong with loving to play in the snow. However, playing alone must be a bit boring, right? Do you want me to join you?” I said with a smile, throwing the snowball she had just thrown back at her.
“I already said I wasn’t… Ugh!” Before Weis could finish, she was hit directly in the face by the snowball she had thrown herself.
Her veins immediately bulged. Crushed snowflakes slowly fell from her face, revealing a face now filled with extreme anger.
“Fine, since you insist on playing, then I’ll play with you to the end!” Provoked by me again and again, how could Weis’s fiery temper endure? She grabbed a handful of snow and threw it at me.
I also bent down, grabbed a handful of snow, quickly made it into a ball, and threw it at Weis. The two of us, one the Saintess of a cult, the other the illegitimate daughter of a Duke, were now fiercely engaged in a snowball fight in the yard.
