After a long while, when the grand feast in the kitchen had finished cooking automatically, Hawthorne also erupted in the deepest part of Heidi's body. Her body suddenly went limp, her breathing was faint, her eyes were dazed, and she seemed to be in a state of being unable to extricate herself from the lingering pleasure.
Hawthorne fetched some utensils and began to eat, while Heidi, having regained a bit of energy, curled up under the table and used her small mouth to help clean up the remnants of the battlefield.
After lunch, the two returned to the dormitory, preparing to rest for a moment before continuing their studies.
However, as soon as they arrived, they saw the usually elegant and aloof Yuta now curled up in bed, hugging her knees with a sorrowful expression, as if she had been wronged.
Immediately, Hawthorne felt surprised and hurriedly approached her. He lay down on the bed and held her soft body, then gently asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Yuta buried her head against his chest, looking pitiful: "I just ran into Cuivis."
"She already knows what happened in the slum and has been mocking me. I couldn't retort, as it was indeed because of me that I caused Master so much trouble…"
"So, I had to agree with her that I would handle the situation in the slum myself and wouldn't bring any trouble to the convent sisters…"
Hawthorne understood, and Heidi secretly gritted her teeth: "That bitch, she's back so soon…"
Cuivis, the Witch of Deadly Poison, had a form that was essentially a monster made up of countless red, green, and white highly toxic vines intertwined, resembling a giant spotted venomous snake over thirty meters long.
Her heart was extremely cruel; she enjoyed injecting different types of toxins into various parts of the bodies of those she captured, listening to their agonizing screams while relishing the degeneration and decay of their flesh. Ultimately, when they were on the brink of death, she would consume their bodies along with their souls.
Her method of feeding matched her sadistic nature. As the de facto administrator of the convent in Selene's absence, she held others to impossibly high standards.
Anyone who displayed any sign of "impropriety" would instantly be bombarded by her with various filthy and crude insults, leaving them seething with rage yet unable to retort.
On Witch's Night, Yuta lost control of her powers and killed so many people, causing such a significant stir, so it was easy to imagine the verbal assault she endured from Cuivis.
Realizing this, Hawthorne quickly embraced her small head and softly comforted her: "It's okay, we will be fine. As for Cuivis…"
His azure eyes sparkled with light: "Just hold on a little longer, Yuta… Soon enough, we'll give her what's coming."
Theoretically, Cuivis was quite powerful, even stronger than Heidi, and she might not necessarily lose to Yuta.
However, her ranking within the convent was not very high. The reason for this was quite simple; the problem lay in her fighting style.
Using Poison!
In this world, where demonic creatures abound, toxins could be considered the most lowly type of damage. Immunity to toxins was not a privilege of only a few species but rather a common trait found in a wide range of organisms: for example, all undead beings, all constructs, all elemental life forms, all demons, and all celestial beings…
Naturally, as supernatural magical creatures, witches cannot be said to be completely immune to toxins; they would have at least a resistance of over ninety-nine percent. Although Cuivis's toxins are quite potent, it is manageable to bully ordinary people, but trying to defeat her kin with this would be utterly delusional.
She understands her own situation, which is why, when mocking the other witches, she often invokes Selene, deliberately hinting that she has the most powerful support within the convent and that everything she does is in line with Selene's will. Therefore, while most of the nuns are angry with her, they feel powerless.
Moreover, even if a confrontation did occur, Cuivis was not too worried. Besides using poison, she was also exceptionally adept at one other thing: escape.
Thus, it would be quite simple for Heidi and Yuta to join forces and defeat her. However, capturing her, controlling her, and ensuring Hawthorne could safely purify her would not be a simple task.
To be prudent, Hawthorne decided to first tackle other, more easily manageable witches, and gain strength before making plans to purify Cuivis.
...
That night, on the west side of the convent's main gate, within the inner side of the wall.
Hawthorne and Heidi estimated the area and distance, discussing for a long time before finally determining the location. Then, a misty white light descended, and a brand new tiny stone house with a pointed roof slowly appeared, replacing a small section of the convent's outer wall. This was the new building "porridge distribution site" he had created by spending one hundred Purification Points.
He chose this building to be on the side closer to the slum, so that the impoverished people coming to receive porridge could form a long queue in the slum, avoiding overcrowding on the clean, tidy district hall avenue nearby.
The gentlemen of the district hall were kind-hearted and could not bear to see people suffering. Therefore, if these tattered, emaciated poor people gathered on the street, it would pollute the city's appearance, dirty the gentlemen's eyes, and then they would be violently driven away by the guards, which could even cause trouble for the convent.
Hawthorne still wanted to remain as low-key as possible, avoiding trouble. Although creating such a new little house out of thin air on the street already drew some attention.
After all, normally, constructing such a private building would certainly violate regulations. Liberl Port has an intricate series of laws to ensure that no one can exploit loopholes for profit.
However, no matter how meticulous or strict the laws are, if no one is there to enforce them, they naturally become a hollow framework.
The convent was already positioned on the edge of the slum, and this house was even closer to that side, so the gentlemen of the district hall would not care about the construction conditions over there, leaving the poor to fend for themselves.
Hawthorne, well aware of this, had no concerns and confidently created the building.
As for how to explain this newly appeared house on the street to the church?
For other churches, it might indeed be difficult to excuse, but for this goddess of life and healing…
Tsk, one can only say that good people do not live long.
Ever since this kind yet weak goddess was attacked by a conspiracy, she has remained in a deep sleep until now. Countless mortals speculate that she has fallen, but only the most devoted followers still firmly believe that she is still alive.
However, without the true god's blessings and inspiration, relying solely on the remaining divine power, the church naturally cannot maintain its original scale. As time passes, the number of top spellcasters and capable officials has dwindled, and many of their original enterprises have become too overwhelming to manage.
This is also the reason why the witches chose this small convent. The Church of the Goddess of Life's branch in Liberl Port simply lacks the energy to manage them. Additionally, they have always maintained a very good outward image, spending their time in the convent studying and practicing austerity when there's nothing to do, and distributing porridge and aiding the poor when there is something to do, diligently upholding the doctrines of the goddess of life and healing, making them the model followers. Naturally, the clerics and bishops, who are preoccupied with their own affairs, will not bother with them.
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