1000 Bewitch 3 (1/2)

Soon, Dyon found himself on the lone path to The Cathedral. It actually led to a massive wide set of stairs, more than a hundred meters across. As long as Dyon followed them to the top, he would be able to enter the church.

The Cathedral was much busier than Dyon had thought it would be. Many families had brought their young children to play around, some couples even came here on dates.

However, everything still dripped with the same unnatural aura. The families seemed to have plastered smiles on their faces, and the young and old couples alike didn't even dare to hold hands.

The doors of the church itself were left wide open, leading first to a lobby, before showing another set of main doors that led to an alter and row after row of seats.

The ceilings were plastered with ancient glass artwork, while the floors alternated between pristine red carpets and expertly stone-smithed stone flooring.

The moment Dyon reached the top of the stairs, he was greeted by two nuns who wore much more natural smiles. They were dressed in all white, with their head-dresses even hiding their necks. But, Dyon's eyes couldn't help but brighten when he saw them. These nuns were actually such beauties!

He couldn't see their hair color, but their eyes were bright blue and their faces were exquisite. Even their long robes couldn't hide their figures. Maybe the best part was that they were actually twins, Dyon felt like he had truly stepped into heaven. It was rare that he saw women as beautiful as his wives, but when he did, the demon sage blood he tried to constantly temper would always roar back to life.

Well, that was the case when they didn't try to kill him like Asyna and Lilith had. It could be said that Lilith was already as beautiful as his wives, while Asyna only had to mature a bit a more before reaching that level. Yet, Dyon didn't feel like looking at either one of them like that. Being nearly killed had a way dampening the attractiveness of person…

The sister nuns didn't seem to mind Dyon's gaze, and instead smiled brightly.

”Young master, it's rare that we have such esteemed guests come to humble cathedral.”

”Me and my younger sister welcome you.”

'Kid, you're really hopeless without your soul. Can't you see that they're bewitching you? Continue acting as though you've fallen for their tricks, or else they'll assume you have a powerful soul.'