Free Web NovelChapter 438: Chapter 48: I, Little Holy Spirit Qinghui, Can’t Beat Him?
Anise was noncommittal about Westheid’s remark, which seemed to favor her father. She was just venting. To be fair, compared to other Alien Races, at least humanoid beings could appreciate the joy of a celebratory banquet.
Though she never said it out loud, as an Enchanter, Anise was a sucker for good looks through and through.
What annoyed Anise was Emperor Qianlu’s attitude of completely abandoning his own bloodline. Unlike her Celestial God father, she was quite satisfied with and proud of her Enchanter Bloodline. If she and her father weren’t the only pure-blooded Enchanters left, and if Emperor Qianlu wasn’t a Celestial God whose word was law in his realm, she might well have been branded a "Breeding Demon."
"In that case, are you planning to continue your campaign?"
Westheid nodded. "The Thousand Laws Ceremony hasn’t been fully recovered yet. It’s too early to start moving and studying it. First, we’ll retake the Land of Rhythm. After that... we’ll clear out the other scattered Celestial God’s Shadows, and then we’ll have to deal with Serralis..."
He didn’t finish his sentence, but the Demon Maiden across from him should have understood. The Master of Greedy Banquet’s Demon Realm had grown even stronger thanks to their little charade. If Anise had developed new ambitions because of this and was unwilling to abide by their initial agreement...
Then... then it was a very good thing Westheid had brought Reiya and Mivana along.
Fortunately, the situation hadn’t deteriorated to that point. The Enchanting Demon’s credit was still good.
Anise shrugged. At the cuff of her slender wrist, a white lily trembled gently. Closing one eye, she stuck out a bit of her cute, pink tongue and said:
"It doesn’t matter. As long as you sign a contract with me and abide by its terms, I can give up this current realm. Even though I was the one who built this city and have spent so much time here, I’m not that rigid or sentimental."
"Rather than worrying about how to deal with an endless stream of enemies, it’s a much better choice to do as I please with the host’s permission. It’s just that the father who promised me a paradise in the past was a world-class liar, which left me with some very unpleasant memories... So, whatever you do, don’t lie to me."
"He won’t."
Before Westheid could speak, Reiya took a step forward and answered for her lover:
"Whatever West promises, he will surely deliver. Of that, there is no doubt."
"Hmm, and these two are..."
Anise tilted her head with a smile, seeming to only just now notice the Silver-haired Princess and the Wolf-eared Maiden beside Westheid.
’As for whether she really didn’t notice...’ Westheid was more inclined to believe she simply didn’t care.
"My lovers."
Westheid first breathed a sigh of relief at Anise’s reasonableness, then explained, "They came specifically to provide support in battle."
The Enchanter Maiden gave them a few more glances, her peach-pink eyes, which looked like they belonged in an adult manga, shimmering with light. "Oh," she said, then continued:
"They’re all quite formidable, aren’t they? A child of the Holy Tree... a Beastman with an aura of Chaos... Tsk tsk, how impressive."
After her exclamation, Anise tilted back her elegant neck and emptied her wine glass, letting the scarlet liquid spill out and trickle down from her lips along the contours of her skin.
"Alright, I’ll trust that you’re a man of your word. After we sign the contract, how do you plan to fulfill your promise? What I mean is, where am I supposed to continue my eternal banquet?"
’How to accommodate her?’
’First, the Land of Rhythm is definitely out. No believer of the Divine Ancestor would permit the existence of a Celestial God’s Shadow. Westheid would have to publicly claim to have defeated the Master of Greedy Banquet, then secretly move her somewhere else.’
’In any case, the members of the Royal Court have a very limited understanding of Demons. They exhaust all their efforts just figuring out a Demon’s name and race. As for their true appearance and traits, that’s a forbidden subject only Demon Practitioners would delve into.’
’So there’s only one question left: where could Anise stay safely?’
’First, the place has to be completely under Westheid’s control. Otherwise, if someone discovered Duke Qinghui was involved in something shady with a Demon, he wouldn’t even be able to cover it up.’
’Second, it must be prosperous, wealthy, and densely populated. Otherwise, the eternal revelry Anise desires would be nothing but empty talk. If there aren’t even enough resources, how could you throw any parties?’
’Finally, even if Westheid weren’t paying attention, there would need to be a being of equal standing to restrain her, so he wouldn’t have to worry about a Demon twisting reality into her desired realm.’
’The answer was obvious.’
"How about Su Yue? Let’s see... I think you’ll make a great friend there. She also loves pleasure. Compared to the glitz here, I think she’s a step above you when it comes to creating a comfortable environment. And she should... no, she will *definitely* like you."
Westheid gazed at Anise’s enchantingly beautiful and dreamlike face and vowed solemnly.
’With Anise’s Charm as a Succubus and a Demigod, the Pure Holy Spirit would have to be a saint to resist. She’ll definitely be unable to hold back! She’ll want to grab her and... oh, right, she doesn’t have the strength for that. She’ll probably just end up humming in delight.’
Mivana’s beast ears perked up, and she immediately revealed the answer: "The Pure Holy Spirit?"
"The Holy Spirit of the Qinghui Territory? I’ve heard of her. A relatively young being of Order who has, nevertheless, resisted the encroachment of Chaos for thousands of years."
The smile on Anise’s face faded, replaced by a solemn and dignified expression. Even her posture straightened considerably.
’Wait, what’s with all the respect? What does resisting Chaos have to do with that good-for-nothing? Weren’t we, the successive Dukes of Qinghui, the ones who did all the work?’
