“That’s right.” Lusha nodded and replied: “He has just satisfied all your conditions. If you worship him, you can stay by his side forever.”
“Besides… Do you know that believers must dedicate both their body and heart to the God they worship?”
Hearing Lusha’s words, Claire suddenly thought of a strange scene.
In a magnificent and luxurious room, Claire, dressed in a nun’s habit, lay on the bed.
Lathel lay on top of her, lifted her chin, and said gently: “My follower…offer your body and heart to me.”
Claire clasped her hands as if praying: “God, Lathel, take everything from me. I was born for you.”
Afterward…
Afterward…
Claire suddenly blushed; her heart felt like it was about to jump out of her chest. She even felt like her bottom lip was a little… wet.
Lusha saw Claire’s expression, covered her mouth, and smiled: “Hehehehehe… Well, it feels very stimulating, very exciting, right?”
“That’s right… very stimulating… Ack! No, what I mean is…” Claire was startled but regained consciousness and hastily objected: “What I mean is… you… you’re talking about the person I love becoming a god, right?”
“Uhm!” Lusha nodded: “If the man you like can be worshipped and has loyal followers, he can become a god.”
“However, the chance of that happening is extremely low.”
“But… if that were the case, would anyone who could become a god be worshiped?” Claire asked puzzledly.
Lusha shook her head: “No, it would be too long to explain; I can only explain briefly for you to understand.”
“When you are sincere and loyal to the god you pray to, that god will receive a type of energy called ‘Worship Energy’.”
“That kind of energy can help the person who receives it become a god; however… it is also a double-edged sword.”
“If the followers of that god gradually lose their faith, gradually forget that god. Or if they feel doubtful about their faith, ‘Worship Energy’ will become a kind of poison.”
“A terrible poison that no medicine can cure.”
“Of course, if the believers believe in that god more than the traitors, then it’s not a big deal.”
Hearing that, Claire took a deep breath and felt a cold chill down her spine. She trembled her lips and asked: “What do you mean… If I don’t do well, the person I like will…”
“Will die!” Lusha smiled and said: “Die painfully and disappear from this world.”
Claire bowed her head, lost in thought.
“Are you afraid?” Lusha laughed, and suddenly, her voice turned into countless pink waves.
Those waves spread around, then merged into Claire’s head, but she didn’t know about it.
Claire was lost in her thoughts. Hearing Lusha’s sound, she felt those thoughts gradually become vague.
“What…what do you mean?” Claire asked.
“Are you afraid he will die? The person you love… You’re afraid you can’t do well and you’ll harm him, right?”
“This… I… I’m really scared.” Claire suddenly felt a little dizzy. The image in front of her slowly blurred, then became clear, then blurred again…
“Don’t worry… just do it with confidence. Could it be… do you really want everyone to look down on you?” Lusha laughed, her words turning into pink waves that continuously spread towards Claire.
“Do you want everyone to always think that you are a useless person?”
“Don’t you want to help him become a god? Becoming a god is equivalent to being immortal, which also means that you and he will be together forever.”
“If you help him become a god, he will definitely love you, he will embrace you, and he will make you his woman.”
“But… I’m afraid he will die.” Claire was now completely unconscious; what she was saying seemed to be her truest thoughts.
“Don’t worry… Do what you want. If you get into trouble, I will appear and help you again, like now.”
“Do your best, my silly and adorable girl… hehehehe…”
Hearing that, Claire nodded unconsciously, then fell to the ground, her eyes closed, breathing normally as if she were sleeping.
Lusha smiled mysteriously; her eyes carried a kind of madness that was hard to describe.
She walked over and sat next to Claire. She then used her index finger and pointed at Claire’s head.
A stream of pink light flashed, then merged into Claire’s head.
Having done that, Lusha also stood up and left.
A moment later, Claire woke up, her eyes filled with confusion as she looked around.
“I… why did I lose consciousness?”
At this moment, Claire’s eyes flashed pink light. She began to mutter: “I… I need to worship Lathel; help him become a god. That way, I can stay by his side forever, make him love me, and make him appreciate me…”
Claire slowly walked out of the library with extremely determined eyes and a fire burning fiercely in her heart.
…
Tomorrow.
At the Karol auction centre, Miconia was sitting and enjoying tea when her old butler appeared.
“Miss, I think you should look at today’s newspaper.”
Miconia saw this and felt confused: “Is there a problem with the market today?” If so, you can leave it to others to handle; I just want to rest.”
“No…” The old butler frowned and said: “I think you should look at today’s newspaper.”
Miconia saw the butler’s extremely serious expression and felt something was wrong.
When she received the newspaper from the old housekeeper, her eyes became confused when she saw the first page.
[The terrible battle of the super rookies]
Inside the article, there is a description of the three people: Alec, Harris, and Lathel. Of course, the article is all about Lathel fighting Alec and Harris alone.
The battle process also includes the participation of the Demon Lord. And the Demon Lord naturally helps Alec, and another mysterious existence helps Harris.
However, in the end, the victory still belongs to Lathel. The article even had confirmation from Principal Farmyrth and Fifth Elder Lilith.
In that article, there was also a quote from Farmyrth saying: “Lathel is currently the strongest genius of his generation. The geniuses of his generation who met him were just like a faint ray of light, while Lathel was the giant sun that illuminated this world.
Below the article is a moving image that resembles a short video depicting Lathel using the Lightning Dragon to attack Alec.
Of course, at that time, Alec had the Demon Lord’s power to support him, so he was now level 60.
When Miconia finished reading the article, her eyes opened wide with disbelief. The old butler saw Miconia’s expression and immediately asked: “Miss, what should we do now?”
Miconia gritted her teeth, feeling a bit regretful. If she knew Lathel’s potential was this terrible, she would have definitely used any means to befriend him.
Even if you can’t become an ally, you can become an object of cooperation. You absolutely cannot become Lathel’s friend.
The old butler continued: “Lathel’s identity is now more mysterious and terrifying than we expected. Both Principal Farmyrth and Fifth Elder Lilith protect him.”
“There are even rumours now that the Royal Family is paying attention to him and may give him a very noble position.”
“If we don’t seize the opportunity, I’m afraid… if we want to contact him in the future, it will be almost impossible.”
Miconia placed the newspaper on the table, her eyes looking into the distance as if thinking about something.
After a while, she frowned and said: “There is no need to contact him for the time being. If we do so after this article has just been released, it will look fishy.”
“Next time, if he comes to our auction centre, give him the best deal. Besides, if you find a female slave of good quality, keep it for him, understand?”
“Yes, miss.” The butler bowed his head and said.
Miconia sighed; she also didn’t think that the young man she looked down on was now like a dragon, flying in the sky and respected by many people.
If she had put aside her own arrogance at that time, she would have definitely gained his trust.
However, there is no medicine for regret in this world. Miconia secretly worried: ‘Damn it! Perhaps Lathel knew about the ‘Eyes of Lust’ of the slave girl he bought.’
‘Maybe he also knew that I controlled the auction, so he could buy that slave girl. Surely he was very angry, and he wanted to tear himself into a million pieces.’
‘Tch! Do I finally have to leave this place after developing here for 60 years?’
‘Or… should I ask the ‘Merchant Association’ to send reinforcements to help me? No! Then I will become a clown in their eyes.’
‘The image I built will also collapse; I can’t ask them to save me.’
‘Okay, let’s temporarily observe the situation first; if I really can’t stay here, I’ll go somewhere else. At least, I need to keep my life.’
‘As long as I’m alive, I can start over. If I die, everything will collapse.’
Miconia sighed, feeling that the cup of tea in her hand was no longer as delicious as before.
She waved her hand and threw the tea in her tea cup out the window, feeling a bit tired.
…
At the same time, Alec was taken to Count Bourban’s castle. No, to be more precise, this castle now belongs to Alec; he has also become an earl.
The person who brought him back was an employee of Karol Magic Academy. At this time, Malina also moved to live in this castle with Sakuth.
Seeing Alec lying on the bed with his white hair, even a fool could feel that Alec’s life was like a light about to go out.
Sakuth frowned and said: “Malina, you rest; I will take care of him.”
Hearing that, Malina felt extremely happy. She also didn’t want to come into contact with Alec for even a second.
However, she still appeared worried on the outside and said: “Can I…can I help you?”
Sakuth looked at Malina with contemptuous eyes: “Don’t use that rotten mask on me; you can fool everyone, but you can’t fool me.”
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