After Lusha left, Amleth carried the crystal ball to the bedroom.
She lay on the bed and used a blanket that Lathel had used to cover her body, leaving only her head exposed.
Amleth hugged the glass ball and pursed her lips while looking at it; her eyes were wide open, and her cheeks were red like two pink clouds.
She started panting and using magic to control the glass ball to float in the air.
Her hands were also very busy at this time; one of them crept inside her shirt, moved to her tall and soft mountain, and began kneading it.
The other hand sneaked inside the dress, bypassed through her pink panties, then…
“Um… Lathel… I… you… I didn’t think you would do this to your servant…”
“Um… ah…”
Amleth groaned as she stared into the crystal ball. Inside that sphere were images of when Lathel did the deed with Akna.
Even though it was very dark at that time, the image inside the glass ball was extremely clear.
Moreover, those images seemed to carry a bit of mystery, as if covered with a mist, making them even more erotic and thus making Amleth engrossed in it.
“Um…” Amleth gritted her teeth, feeling extremely angry and uncomfortable.
But… when she saw Lathel looking like a beast playing with his prey, Amleth felt like her body was heating up.
Her heart rate increased rapidly, her face also turned red as if she had just drunk a bottle of wine, and she started breathing rapidly.
“Um… Ack… Aw…” A moment later, Amleth groaned, feeling extremely comfortable, as an extremely magical feeling appeared.
Then… Amleth lay on the bed, her body exhausted. However, her gaze was still fixed on the crystal ball.
Lathel still did not feel tired; rather, he continued to fight fiercely, startling Amleth.
‘He… is so strong…’
‘Are men so strong when they do it? Or… is he the only one who is so strong?’
‘No OK! What if he did that to me? If I can’t satisfy him, it will make him dissatisfied and uncomfortable…’
Amleth gritted his teeth, feeling that Akna was no longer as hateful as before.
‘It seems… Having a maid is also good. After all, she is just a tool for Lathel to satisfy his desires, not his wife.’
‘I’m the first wife; I’m the one who allows the women around Lathel to sleep with him as a reward.’
‘Huh! It seems… I should find a few more women to help Lathel satisfy his desires.’
‘Maids are just low-class women; no matter how beautiful they are, they’re just cheap prostitutes.’
Amleth began to think of something, however, the sounds of moaning and the images inside the crystal ball made her unable to concentrate.
Then, Amleth once again reached down and…
…
In the library of the Royal Academy. Claire still had no idea what happened today.
Claire was able to enter this place thanks to Farmyrth’s permission. She was in the library from morning until late at night, but in return, she was in despair.
She wanted to find a god that she could worship—a god that no one had yet found or worshipped.
However, what Claire found was only helplessness and despair.
There were over 42 gods being worshiped. There were even many gods who had more than one church that had become their followers.
Whether it’s the ‘Goddess of Lust’ or the ‘Goddess of Blood’, there are at least three to five sects worshipping their truth.
Claire sighed, muttering: “Could it be that… this third path really can’t be taken?”
In reality, Claire could worship gods that are being worshiped by others, but that would not be the path she chose.
If she does so, she does not directly become a follower of that god but becomes a follower of that god’s first follower.
Thus, she is just a follower of others, not completely opening a new path for herself.
Claire sighed, looked out the window, and saw the starry sky and three crescent moons hanging high above, feeling sad.
“Could it be that… I can’t find my own god?” Claire muttered, her eyes wet: “Am I still useless?”
“Like Malina once said… if I leave her, I’m nothing. Is that true?”
“It seems… you are desperate, right?” A voice suddenly rang out, startling Claire.
“Who?!” She shouted and looked around, looking for the person who spoke, but she couldn’t see anyone.
“Don’t search…”
That voice rang out again, but Claire jumped back in surprise, causing the chair to fall to the ground.
In front of her was a blonde woman with bat-like wings behind her; she was sitting cross-legged on the table and looking extremely seductive.
“You… who are you?” Claire stuttered and asked.
“Hehehe… I am a lovely angel, here to grant you a wish.”
That’s right, that blonde girl is Lusha.
Listening to Lusha, Claire was a little suspicious, thinking that Lusha was a fraud: “Angel? You have two wings like the devil, but you dare to call yourself an angel?
“What’s wrong?” Lusha shrugged: “If I can solve your problem, will you care about my status?”
Hearing this, Claire felt it made perfect sense. She looked at Lusha, who pursed her lips tightly.
“Well… if you don’t say anything, then I’ll leave. I don’t want to talk to someone who doesn’t know how to seize an opportunity.” Lusha said as she pretended to leave.
Claire immediately spoke up: “Wait!”
“Hmm?!” Lusha smiled: “Do you want to say something?”
“This… I…” Claire stammered: “Can you help me?”
“Help you? What is your problem?
“I…” Claire pursed her lips, then sighed and said: “My talent is B-
rank healing. Everyone says that my talent is very special, and I will become a priest in the future.”
“However… I don’t want to have to choose between the Royal Family and the Church. I don’t want to become a part of them and leave… the person I like.”
“I… I want to be by his side; I want to be useful to him; I want to help him.”
“Oh!” Lusha nodded and said: “So… you mean you want to choose another path, a path beyond the above two options, right?”
“Uhm!” Claire nodded and said: “I want to take the third path, which is to create my own church, find a god that no one worships, and become the first follower of that god.”
“I want to create a church and use that church to protect the people we love. I can even stay by his side more.”
“Oh! It seems… you really love that person; that’s why you made this decision.”
Claire smiled, her cheeks turning pink, as she nodded slightly: “Uhm! He saved me even though I was his enemy at the time.”
“He is very kind, very gentle, very cool… He… he…”
“Enough!” Lusha sighed: “You don’t need to say so much. In short… you want to establish your own church, but you can’t find any gods that no one worships, right?”
“That’s right.” Claire quickly nodded.
“Hm… So what kind of god do you want to worship?” Lusha tilted her head and asked, her legs hanging down and swaying extremely adorably.
Claire frowned and thought for a long time, then said: “A kind, gentle god who teaches truths about life. However, that god cannot be too good and must have enough strength to protect the believers.”
“Oy! You’re asking too much.” Lusha frowned and said: “How can there be a god that is both friendly and strong enough to protect believers?”
“Like the Goddess of Nature, she is very gentle and very kind, but she is not a deity that can fight. She is more like a healer or support.”
“The goddess of war is very strong and very domineering, but she is not gentle. Of course, her followers also have to endure her harshness.”
“The goddess of light is also very powerful, but she doesn’t like ordinary people. She only chooses high-status believers.”
“Each god has its own advantages and disadvantages. A god like you just mentioned is… too comprehensive; it seems impossible that such a god could exist.”
Hearing that, Claire pursed her lips and nodded slightly: “I know; that’s why I feel desperate.”
“Won’t you change your mind?”
Claire shook her head, sighed, and replied: “No. Becoming a believer and worshipping a god is the path that I will have to spend my whole life on.”
“Even if I cannot find such a perfect god, I will accept being an atheist.”
Hearing that, Lusha pouted and said: “I feel like you’re not choosing a god to worship, but rather you’re looking for a suitable person to love.”
Hearing that, Claire quickly bowed her head: “I… I didn’t mean that…”
“Oy! Could it be…” Lusha seemed to realise something and immediately said: “Are you using the personality of the person you love to find the god you worship?”
“Ack! I… I didn’t mean that.” Claire quickly waved her hand and said: “I… I just feel that my personality is suitable for such a god.”
“Hm…” Lusha tilted her head, then opened her eyes wide, her expression extremely happy: “Ah! I have found a god for you to spend your life worshipping.”
“Heh?!” Claire was also surprised.
“That’s… the person you like.”
Claire: “…”
“What nonsense are you talking about? He is still alive; how can we worship him?”
“So you think the gods are dead?” Lusha tilted her head and asked.
“This…” Claire was startled, thinking about Lusha’s words.
“The gods still exist; it’s just… you’re not qualified to see them.” Lusha explained.
“The person you like seems to satisfy all the conditions you set forth. Also, if you worship him, it will help him have the opportunity to become a god.”
“What?!” Claire was startled and asked: “Are you saying… if I worship him, he will… become a god?”
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