Chapter 261 – What’s Your Belief? (1/2)

“Peh… witch! No more meaningless torture! I won’t yield, kill me, just hurry up and kill me!” Anderson spat out a mouthful of blood and screamed as he viciously glared at the smiling girl in front of him.

“What’s your hurry Anderson? I never said I won’t kill you. You have committed a grave sin against the Holy Light Church and will be subjected to the Goddess’s punishment. Death is your fate.” Snow talked in a serious tone, but her milky sweet voice sounded extremely cute.

However, Anderson didn’t find her cute at all, just vicious.

“It’s funny… I dedicated my life to the Goddess, loyal to the end, and yet tortured by a witch that knows black magic, sigh.” It seems Anderson was tired of screaming and cursing, and he finally stopped talking back to Snow and dejectedly lowered his head.

All his limbs were chained up, he was imprisoned in a place that didn’t see the light. All his excess fat was nearly gone and he was tortured by Snow with black magic… He didn’t know where this damn brat learned those vicious techniques, those slender webs strangled his body one by one without being fatal but also imparting an enormous amount of pain. After a day of torture, even if he just had some superficial inures, Snow would come the next day to ‘considerately’ heal him, then after his injuries fully healed, she would come again to play the game of typing up the fat pig with webs.

“Hehe, so what if I know black magic? Anderson, this is the Holy Light Church’s highest judgment grounds. Once you enter, don’t even think about leaving alive, it’s okay to suffer a little… you have to learn to enjoy the pain.”

Snow fiddled with the purple webs, using them as eyes to sense the temperature and corners of the dark world.

“Tell me Anderson, who else is in the Venus Society, what do you know regarding the original sin? Also… who’s your leader!? As long as you tell me, I won’t torture you and I’ll let you eat your favorite steak, how about that?”

“Hehe.”

Anderson sighed when he saw Snow’s cold then smiling face.

The carrot and the stick, Snow really was calculative. Using the webs to cruelly destroy his body, then using delicious food to tempt his frail mental state.

Anderson couldn’t figure it out, was this girl really 11? What kind of terrifying things has she experienced to become such a vicious witch.

Maybe it’s fate.

Fate made the most vicious witch into the youngest Saintess in the Holy Light Church, when sin and merges in one, when light and darkness are bound by the dark webs… such a distorted and grotesque appearance, doesn’t it just confirm the beginning of the original sin?

“Snow, perhaps you’re the chosen one.”

“Hehe, can’t blame him, the hero can’t even protect himself right now. He can only go around trying to find help.”

“… Anderson, what do you mean by that, is your next target Greenton?”

“Snow, it’s pointless, you don’t have to keep asking. Even the strongest hero can’t stop the original sin, only we, the Venus Society can stop the annihilation of the continent, we have to believe ‘The Apostle’ we have to follow ‘The Apostle’…”

It was like he was bewitched as Anderson’s voice became empty, hearing it made Snow agitated.