柔术美女全婐体一丝不一挂

Chapter 463:

Although it was working hours, according to the rules, Kaluoer’s actions could be considered skipping work or slacking off.

But Kaluoer and the master’s relationship was really good, she was practically half the owner of the manor.

Or rather, everyone had long believed that she would eventually become the mistress of this place.

So, slacking off was also perfectly reasonable!

The sound of the carriage swaying entered Kaluoer’s ears as she remained silent, calmly waiting to reach her destination.

"Where are we going? I remember just now, I only told the coachman to go to the Tenth District, but I didn’t mention the specific location."

On the way, Evie began to feel uneasy.

To ease her tension, she asked her sister, Babel Tower, who was walking beside her, where exactly the Savior of Babel Tower wanted them to go.

"I don’t know either."

Kaluoer gave an honest response, with a quality answer, "I don’t know!"

"Don’t worry, sister, she should not die."

"…"

Evie closed her mouth and stopped talking.

And then she had a change of heart, realizing that it wasn’t too bad after all, especially with Kaluoer by her side.

As long as there was no danger, she decided to embrace it calmly, cherishing this time of "wandering around" together with her sister.

If only she would be willing to leave that man and be with me like this, oh Savior of Babel Tower, why don’t you just manipulate her a few more times…

Unbeknownst to them, the two sisters traveled through several districts of Annottales, until the carriage finally arrived at a street in the tenth district. Manipulated by Evie, she subtly signaled the carriage driver to stop.

"Ladies, it is not advisable to stay here for long," the carriage driver hesitated, as if wanting to say something but holding back.

Here was a place filled with impoverished people, and the security was also terrible; even two beautiful twins like flowers would be in danger walking down the street.

The "stagnation" of the Savior of Dark Light caused the divine laws to fail, and crime had once again returned to various districts of Annottales. For a while, no one was concerned about facing punishment.

In the Kingdom of Dark Light, which originally had no laws but relied entirely on the mechanism of divine laws, they had no choice but to hastily enact temporary laws. However, when they caught people, they dared not pass judgement… because it went against the teachings for someone else to judge the disciples in place of the Savior of Dark Light.

So, chaos started to break out all across the Kingdom of Dark Light.

Even in the capital, Annottales, nowadays, apart from the first district, there is nowhere else with good public security.

Evie found herself standing still on this street, no longer continuing to move.

It seems that this is the destination.

"Why did we come here?"

Evie furrowed her brows, completely unable to understand.

Kaluoer looked around, searching for cultists, monsters, spawns, people from the Otherworld, and extraordinary criminals.

Housework was so boring, she felt a little inclined towards violence.

However, the two of them didn’t actually encounter any monsters or extraordinary criminals at all.

However, there were quite a few cultists.

On this secluded street, hundreds of people knelt on the ground, murmuring to themselves with devout expressions.

Surprisingly, the object of their worship turned out to be the Savior of the Babel Tower!

Kaluoer tilted her head, completely unconcerned about ordinary people, while Evie suddenly had a realization.

As the "Divine Law" lost its power and the Doomsday Crisis emerged, some people gradually began to lose faith in the Savior of Dark Light!

Although only a very small number of people converted, this phenomenon does indeed exist, and they converted not to anyone else, but to the rumored all-powerful Savior of the Babel Tower!

"Oh great Savior, please save us. We are willing to offer our souls to you in exchange for peace. We sincerely pray for your protection."

The people knelt on the ground, earnestly praying, unaware that this faith would never truly reach its destination.

Kaluoer calmly watched this scene and then, suddenly, she turned her head to look in another direction.

"Many people."

"What?"

Evie looked over in astonishment. At the end of the street, a large and intimidating crowd of at least a thousand people was running towards them, many of them carrying weapons.

"These are the strange ones!"

The person leading the group pointed at the people praying to the Savior and shouted loudly. The faces of thousands of people turned angry, and the entire street became crowded and chaotic.

Clearly, changing one’s faith without permission in the Kingdom of Dark Light was unforgivable.

"The Savior of Babel Tower is the true hero! Dark Light has already abandoned us!"

The people who were originally kneeling on the ground in prayer saw the approaching group with determination, yet they weren’t frightened or intimidated. Instead, they stood up and took the first step, provoking the encroaching individuals.

The Dark Light followers became even angrier. They could hardly imagine the existence of such an evil like Babel Tower. The false deity had actually deceived the people of Dark Light!

"You heretics, with your nonsense and slander against the Dark Light, must be cleansed with blood for your wickedness!"

"It will be you who bleeds, I will use your heart to silence you!"

After exchanging insults, both groups no longer hesitated. They quickly drew their weapons and began to fight.

Although all present were ordinary people, the scene was still extremely fierce, with a lot of bloodshed and limbs flying around.

Everywhere were cries of anguish and screams, and within a short period of time, a significant number of casualties appeared.

"Ah, I see now. This time, the cultists are actually on our side," Kaluoer said, her face devoid of expression as she suddenly realized, completely unfazed by the carnage happening around her.

Evie’s face turned pale, as if she was about to vomit.

But she managed to hold it back.

Evie couldn’t let them continue fighting, she had to stop all of this. It was an instinctual feeling.

In the tense that a storybook should use, "It would be foolish to kill each other over these silly ideas."

Though she was the Incarnation of Dark Light’s adopted daughter and the princess of this religious nation, Evie’s belief in the gods was not particularly strong.

There was a reason behind this.

Once, in the initial moments of Evie’s adoption.

Every morning and evening, she would kneel on the ground and earnestly pray to the mighty Savior of Dark Light, hoping to find her beloved sister.

Night after night, in countless moments of pain and despair, Evie finally stopped kneeling before that deity.

Evie took a deep breath, clasped her hands together, and closed her eyes.

She decided to sing.

From a very young age, Evie understood one thing.

Her own voice had the power to touch souls.

The Dark Light princess was no longer irritable. Instead, she sang with grace and ethereal melodies, filled with a sense of divine wonder.

"At this moment, they pleaded with the gods to lend an ear."

"You don’t have the power to take a life."

"The essence of life is the choices made by all living things."

"Please give me hope again."

"Even though they knew there were no good people left in World."

"But please forgive humans once again."

"I gave hope to those who had a longing for redemption."

Everyone heard the divine song, and in an instant, they were overwhelmed with awe.

The sound was incredibly ethereal, yet filled with a sense of divinity, effortlessly touching the deepest, most tender parts of everyone’s hearts.

The people who were just fighting began to kneel or sit on the ground one after another.

Tears uncontrollably welled up in their eyes, deeply moved by what they saw.

Kaluoer gazed at her older sister, and she discovered that in this very moment, her sister was filled with a divine presence, as if she had transformed into a completely different person.

Various different emotions surged from the heart.

Little did she know, she had also been silently influenced.

She and her sister had a joyful childhood, but they didn’t have a happy adolescence. She was molded as a "tool," and the demons of Mercury Ball manipulated her actions without restraint.

There was no freedom.

Slaughter, slaughter, slaughter.

And that is how my past came to be as it is today.

Kaluoer started to shed tears.

"But Sister never changed…"

She was always that innocent young girl.

Just then, Kaluoer suddenly found herself in a mysterious, pitch-black space.

She didn’t panic, but calmly felt everything around her.

[Hidden Azure]

[Seeking One’s True Heart]

[Embark on Your True Path]

["Once upon a time…"]

[Seeking One’s True Heart]

She encountered one distinct possibility after another.

Water World,Spirit Hunter,Nemesis,Assassin of Hades.

Kaluoer remained silent.

In World of Water World, her extraordinary powers were very weak, and she could only survive by relying on these powers to catch fish.

But in Water World, she didn’t get separated from her sister.

Although both of them were weak, they could rely on each other and live a difficult yet happy life.

Spirit Hunter.

That was a world where ghosts and monsters rampaged.

As a mighty ghost-slaying hero, they were called the Spirit Hunter.

However, in that worldline, my own sister died while trying to save me.

Evie, who had become a ghost, was supposed to be killed by herself, but instead, she secretly kept her with her, hidden away.

This was a secret that nobody knew.

Nemesis.

This is a magical storyline, where Evie, as a witch, is judged and sentenced to death. In order to avenge her sister, she becomes the nemesis, the goddess of vengeance.

Slaughter, slaughter, slaughter, driven by madness for revenge, she went on a killing spree.

Until one day, her eyes were crimson, no longer returning to their original color.

Kaluoer remained silent for a while, gazing at the last possibility.

Assassin of Hades.

In this world, my past self died early and was resurrected many years later through a mysterious ritual. It was not someone else, but my own sister Evie, who had already been called a witch, that performed the nefarious ritual.

And so, she obtained the power of the undead. Her hair turned grayish-white, but she could no longer feel anything in her body, and her heart grew cold.

The Witch and Her Undead Assassin.

This wicked pair, amidst the relentless pursuit of the righteous, repeatedly escaped from danger and fought to survive. However, their true purpose in journeying across the land is not what others speculate, like ruling World or destroying all beings.

In reality, Evie simply wanted to bring Kaluoer back to life.

Kaluoer took a deep breath.

"Sister…"

Actually, she had always known.

How much Evie truly loved herself.

But why? Why deep down in her heart, did she always feel like she wasn’t good enough?

Because for years, she had been unable to find and save herself, so she was filled with resentment.

Mingming, her older sister was just a girl her own age, after all.

Kaluoer fell into deep contemplation.

She really wanted to know what kind of person she should become.

Kaluoer thought about the man’s words.

He is very important to himself.

Kaluoer knew this.

That man was…

Instead of the sister she hoped would show up, there was a real presence that rescued her from the hands of the Mercury Ball.

And he said it.

"Do not become a mere tool of slaughter," she whispered.