Chapter 428: The Battle to Defend the Water City (Part 4)

No sunlight, rivers of blood—it perfectly matched all her fantasies of a “hellish scene.” Endless monsters that could never be killed, an endless expanse of torn flesh and remains…

Every time she finished meditating, Samimi was drenched in cold sweat.

She didn’t know if it was real or fake. Was the hell she saw just an illusion? Or was Shalum really inside an enemy-laid hell, killing and killing!

If it was the latter, then the Hell Bible’s skill wasn’t a seal but a killing array.

It really was just sealed away. Being pulled into hell meant killing you, not letting you retire there. But it was hard to say—she was still supplying magic to Shalum, maybe…

“Don’t overthink it. This is clearly a good situation—can’t be too anxious.”

Samimi comforted herself again.

“Sister, are you alright?”

Niubao entered carrying a basin to wash Samimi’s face, looking quite worried.

“I’m fine, Niubao. Let’s go for a walk. Let’s check out this city.”

Samimi slowly stood up.

Originally, she wanted to just take Niubao for a walk, but as soon as she stepped out the door, Fabiana and Shirley William popped out of their rooms, immediately arresting her and automatically forming a party.

Samimi was speechless.

Once they formed a party, they became a community of fate—each one stuck like sticky candy, impossible to shake off.

None of them dared go to crowded places. Without a party, they couldn’t act alone—all socially-anxious maidens.

Only Assassin Miss Veronica had the ability to act independently, but Samimi felt her delivery route wasn’t going smoothly.

The West Sea was so turbulent—the Church and Majesty used to love infiltrating everywhere and planting informants, so why wasn’t there any reaction now?

This wasn’t the Sea of Ten Thousand Forests. There was a St. John’s Cathedral here too. What were the dispatched Holy Knight Order doing? All a bunch of good-for-nothing slobs!

Strange.

Logically, even if she didn’t send a letter, a saint would have come. What was going on here?

Samimi felt that the Central State Royal City might also have undergone some change.

It must be because the Abyss was temporarily sealed that the whole world was in chaos, and all sorts of monsters and ghosts were popping up.

Could this also be the butterfly effect?

“Is my otherworld destined for eternal unrest?”

Samimi increasingly missed the days back in Sweet Melon Town’s church.

The Revenge Squad’s four members regularly went shopping in Ringwater City.

Although each time they went out, ten Divine Emperor Knights would follow behind them.

It certainly wasn’t to protect their personal safety, but to avoid being harassed.

Because to everyone in Marquis Edward’s territory, the four of them were saviors—they couldn’t afford any mistakes.

Fabiana and Niubao both liked to climb the tall city walls and gaze at the distant forest.

Whether for patrol duty, sightseeing, or jogging.

Shirley William also liked to sit on the tower and meditate.

She was covered in whirlwinds, and while meditating, she could float up—very cool.

It made even Samimi feel inferior, and other soldiers watched in amazement.

This kind of magic wasn’t something one could just learn—talent wouldn’t allow it.

“Flight magic. How enviable.”

Samimi remarked.

Herself fly? At most she could launch herself into the air and then fall to her death.

This made Samimi think of Shalum again.

If Shalum were here, would she envy someone else’s magic?!

Her Doppelganger was a truly original magic—a unique divine skill no one could imitate.

But it was sealed away before it was even nine months old. Samimi wished she had been the one sealed.

Now she and Shalum were still connected by magic power, so theoretically, even if she were sealed, she could control the Doppelganger outside.

That wasn’t right either.

Although the magic power was connected, the spiritual connection was severed—she might not be able to control the Doppelganger.

“Sigh. When Shalum was here, I wasn’t so sad and melancholy.”

Samimi felt that her spirits had been low lately.

Coming to this lively city, she instead felt depressed, with no fighting spirit.

But she quickly thought of a good solution.

That was to transfer her sadness onto others.

Others’ sadness was the source of the Villainess’s happiness.

On second thought, she hadn’t been fulfilling her duties as a Villainess lately.

Because the protagonist of the West Sea, Fabiana, was too pitiful, and she was just a bit cowardly—not like Close, who was a pure beast yandere.

She even bullied her?

Was she even human?

So what could she do without a target to bully?

Hey!

Wasn’t there one right now?

A waste of a father who abandoned his wife and daughter had appeared. If she didn’t mess with him, how could she live up to her title of Villainess?

She wasn’t just a count’s daughter—she was also a hero’s daughter.

A hero who left love everywhere?

This also counted as a classic power fantasy male lead setting.

Novel male lead settings at the start were always those gentle, warm-hearted boys.

But later, they became too popular, and then they all turned into harem-playboy scumbags.

Then it felt too brainless for every woman to throw herself at him, so it progressed to more reasonable pure-love male leads.

But pure-love males felt too unsatisfying, so now they’re gradually returning to player scumbags.

In short, it just keeps switching back and forth.

But no matter how it switches, it can never go back to the original gentle boy.

Because now everyone agrees that simp warm-hearted guys deserve to die.

Her hero father clearly belonged to the playboy type that male audiences liked.

She liked him too.

Of course, only when he had nothing to do with her.

Samimi had already thought of a good way to test this cheap father, to see if he had any conscience at all.

Was he truly a male lead type, or just a roadside supporting role?

Samimi left the city wall alone, but a few Divine Emperor Knights still followed her to protect the mysterious masked pastor’s safety.

“Priestess, where are you going?”

The Divine Emperor bodyguard asked.

“Take me to see your marquis. You should know where he is, right?”

Samimi asked.

“This… goes against regulations.”

The Divine Emperor bodyguard looked troubled.

“With a great enemy at the gates, how can the lord be living it up? If you don’t dare say it, let me say it. I am a saint, I am a nun. Nuns are specifically for arresting those who live indecently, even if they are noble lords.”

Samimi said.

The Divine Emperor Knights couldn’t argue with her, and they had wanted to do this for a long time.

It was just that no one dared to make a move.

Now that someone had taken the initiative to handle this mess, they were secretly happy.

The knights led Samimi to Ringwater City’s mysterious area—[Kongdeng Street].

“Hey there, knight boy, want one?”

Early in the morning, a madam was soliciting on the roadside, not even sparing the Divine Emperor Knights.

“They don’t seem afraid of you at all. Looks like you all come here often.”

Samimi made a sharp accusation.