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Qin Chu intended to subjugate Candice.
It had nothing to do with her appearance or figure.
Having experienced the first week of this world, Qin Chu was well aware that human society was quite open and, coupled with his title as a hero, if he truly had such desires, a simple beckoning would naturally bring countless noble ladies and high-born daughters to his side.
For Qin Chu, it held no significance.
Candice's identity and abilities, along with her connection to demons, were far more valuable than her appearance.
Qin Chu, having already died once, would not recklessly engage in any unsure endeavors.
Qin Chu sought out Candice because he understood her; she was gradually becoming unable to tolerate the humiliations and bullying from the demons.
Of course, what mattered most was strength.
If he hadn't devoured the power of the Illusion Demon, Qin Chu would not have gone through with the plan he had for tonight. The power of the Illusion Demon provided Qin Chu with the capital to move forward.
Although Qin Chu's current strength was not comparable to the demon about to appear, and even less so to Candice, her current strength should be that of a Level 50 Magic Master.
With his own strength now, coupled with the ability of Anger Burst brought about by the Anger Power, the stronger the anger, the greater the increase in his own strength. If he only slightly recalled the events he had experienced during the first week, his anger value would shoot straight to MAX.
In an extremely short period of time, he could even achieve up to a two-fold increase in combat power. Even if he was not an opponent, there would be no significant pressure to escape. That was the fundamental reason for Qin Chu's current actions and plans.
Candice was taken aback for a moment. Having to kill a demon to prove her loyalty was no problem at all.
Just as Qin Chu understood her, due to her biological father abandoning her and her mother treating her as a burden and a tool, coupled with the long-term bullying, ostracization, and humiliation she had suffered, Candice had little to no affection for either humans or demons. Perhaps she once did, but any such feelings had vanished under the relentless humiliation.
The patience of any life has its limits, and Candice had been serving as a spy for the demons for many years, year after year. Those demons had continued to bully her, look down upon her, insult her...
Now, all she wanted was to find a place of belonging, a recognition that would make her feel less alone in this world.
As for who recognized her, be it human, demon, or the Great Lord Horus, it didn't matter. As long as there was a presence in this world that accepted her, that alone would be enough.
Moreover, the daughter of the Enchanting Demon Queen wasn't just her. All her sisters were purebred demons who could not tolerate her existence. Candice had been attacked and targeted for assassination by her sisters more than once.
Her patience had worn thin.
Candice didn't mind killing a demon, but where was the demon?
In this bar, it was just herself and Lord Horus. Could it be that Lord Horus wanted her to kill herself?
A few seconds had passed when Candice suddenly sensed a presence approaching.
With a swoosh, Candice's gaze suddenly landed on Qin Chu.
She hadn't noticed the demon's approach at all and had only become aware of its presence after Lord Horus's hint a few seconds later.
How long had it been since Lord Horus, who had noticed the demon's presence much earlier, had such formidable strength?
At any rate, he was far stronger than she was.
Candice had no doubts about Lord Horus's strength.
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Snap!
Snap!
Snap!
In the young lady's room, everything that could be shattered was turned into fragments.
Delicate teaware, crystal ornaments, glass mirrors—remnants covered the floor.
Rose Vesper's chest heaved like rolling waves, rising and falling rapidly.
She hated him!
She hated Qin Chu for daring to become a hero.
She hated Qin Chu for not choosing her.
She hated those nobles for daring to say that Qin Chu was more outstanding than Jie Luo.
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The one she hated the most was Angelica, this detestable bitch, who actually dared to steal the glory that rightfully belonged to her.
She wanted revenge, wanted to make those who dared to humiliate her pay the most terrible price.
At some point, the scarlet in Rose Vesper's eyes faded away, and soon after, she walked out of the room, seeing a figure heading toward a small room on the side.
It was Angelica.
The woman she hated the most.
This former servant of hers had now transferred to the Hero, whose status also brought a certain elevation to Angelica's own, though she was still just a lowly maid, no longer in a situation where anyone could insult her.
Even Rose Vesper could not bully Angelica as before, as it would be seen as disrespect to the Hero.
But, that said, some things were simply unbearable.
This night, Rose Vesper had endured a humiliation like never before in her life; she had never been as angry as she was now; she had to vent this evil fire burning within her body.
Especially when Rose Vesper saw Angelica walking with a light step and a face full of joyous smiles, the evil fire burned even more fiercely.
Rose Vesper walked up to stand in front of Angelica, her golden pupils fixing on the former maid.
The face, still that face; the eyes, still those eyes.
Only now, there was an added gloss to her face and hope could be seen in her eyes.
Upon seeing Rose Vesper, Angelica's body shrank subconsciously, the smile on her face disappearing; she was still instinctively afraid, having suffered too much bullying and torture under Rose Vesper's hand. Even now, having escaped the cage, the fear rooted deep in her bones was not so easily dissolved.
After a brief pause, Angelica mustered the courage to look at Rose Vesper, with her hands crossed in front of her chest:
"Holy Light be with you!"
This was the etiquette of the Holy Light Goddess believers.
As the Holy Daughter, Rose Vesper, however, did not return the gesture this time, but merely curled her lips, staring at Angelica.
Seconds later, Rose Vesper slowly raised an arm as delicate as a lotus root, her slender fingers reaching toward Angelica's pretty face.
Angelica trembled with fear but lacked the courage to dodge; agreeing to Qin Chu's request at the banquet was already the greatest courage she could muster.
But the anticipated pain did not happen; Rose Vesper's small hand merely caressed Angelica's fair cheek gently.
Tall nails skimmed over the tender skin of her face without leaving a scratch, yet Angelica's body couldn't help but break out in goosebumps.
A finger lifted a lock of hair beside her ear, curling it gently around.
"Angelica..."
"From today on, you are to serve Mr. Brave... Do it well, do not disgrace the Holy Court's face, understand?"
Rose Vesper's face wore a gentle smile, her tone very light.
Yet this attitude only made Angelica more afraid; whenever Rose Vesper showed this expression, it was when this woman was the most angry.
Angelica swallowed hard, knowing that her return to the Holy Court would not be for long, but it was her last checkpoint to break free from the cage.
"I will heed the Holy Daughter's command, I... I will definitely..." Angelica's voice was trembling: "Ah..."
But before she could finish, Angelica's voice immediately turned into a piercing scream, her right hand violently clutched the side of her ear, a faint trace of crimson blood barely visible.
A strand of verdant hair was wound around Rose Vesper's finger, pulled from Angelica's head.
Looking at Angelica's agonized appearance and listening to her piercing scream, Rose Vesper's pupils were dilating, her excitement growing stronger and stronger.
That's right, this is Angelica.
Such a little bitch, thinking she could replace her status?
In your dreams!
A malicious thought was breeding in Rose Vesper's heart.
If... if she killed Angelica right now?