Qin Chu wanted to conquer Candice.
It had nothing to do with appearance or figure.
Having experienced the first week, Qin Chu was well aware of the openness of human society in this world. With the title of a hero, if he really desired, with just a beckoning finger, countless noblewomen and noble ladies would naturally flock to him.
To Qin Chu, it was meaningless.
Candice's identity, abilities, and connections to demons were more valuable than her appearance.
Having died once, Qin Chu wouldn't take uncalculated actions lightly.
The reason Qin Chu sought out Candice was due to his knowledge of her; she was gradually unable to endure the humiliation and bullying from the demons.
Of course, strength was the most important.
Without the power of consuming the illusion demon, Qin Chu wouldn't have planned tonight's actions. The illusion demon's power provided Qin Chu with the capital to act.
Even though Qin Chu's current strength was still inferior to that of the demon about to appear and far less than Candice's, whose current strength was around a Level 50 Magic Master.
His current strength, combined with the anger burst ability brought by the anger power, allowed his strength to increase dramatically as his anger grew. Just recalling his experiences from the first week could max out his anger value.
In a very short time, it could provide up to a twofold increase in combat strength. Even if he wasn't the opponent, escaping wouldn't be much pressure, which was the fundamental reason for Qin Chu's actions and plans.
Candice paused for a moment. Asking her to kill a demon to prove her loyalty was not an issue.
Just as Qin Chu understood her, Candice had no sentiment toward humans or demons due to her biological father's abandonment and her biological mother's treatment of her as a burden and tool, compounded by long-term bullying, exclusion, and humiliation. Perhaps she once did, but under constant humiliation, those feelings had long disappeared.
The patience of any life has limits. Candice had been serving as a spy for the demons for many years, three years and another three years, yet those demons still bullied, despised, and insulted her...
Now she only wanted to find a sense of belonging, a desire for recognition, so she wouldn't feel so lonely in this world.
Whether it was humans, demons, or the great Horus who recognized her made no difference, as long as there was someone in this world who accepted her—it would suffice.
Moreover, the Enchanting Demon Queen's daughter wasn't the only one; her sisters were all pure-blooded demons and couldn't tolerate her existence. Candice had faced her sisters' attacks and assassinations more than once.
Her endurance had been worn away.
Candice didn't mind killing a demon, but where was the demon?
In this bar, it was just herself and Lord Horus. Did Lord Horus expect her to kill herself?
Several seconds passed, and Candice suddenly sensed an aura approaching.
In a flash, Candice's gaze fell abruptly on Qin Chu.
She hadn't noticed the demon's approach at all, only aware of the aura a few seconds later after Lord Horus's reminder.
How strong was Lord Horus's strength to have noticed the demon's aura long ago?
At least, it far exceeded her own.
Candice had no doubt about Horus's strength.
...
Pa!
Pa!
Pa!
In the girl's room, everything that could be shattered had turned into fragments.
Exquisite tea sets, crystal ornaments, and glass mirrors were all reduced to debris.
Rose Vesper's chest heaved violently like rolling waves.
She hated!
Hated Qin Chu who dared to become a hero.
Hated Qin Chu who dared not to choose her.
Hated those nobles who dared to say that Qin Chu was more outstanding than Jie Luo.
Most of all, hated Angelica, this despicable woman who dared to steal the limelight that rightfully belonged to her.
She wanted revenge, wanted those who dared to humiliate her to pay the most dreadful price.
At some point, the crimson in Rose Vesper's eyes faded, and she followed a silhouette into a small side room.
It was Angelica.
The woman she hated the most.
This former servant had now transferred to the hero; the hero's status elevated Angelica's position, and although she was still merely a lowly maid, she was no longer in the position to be abused by anyone.
Even Rose Vesper couldn't bully Angelica recklessly, as it would mean disrespecting the hero.
But, despite those words, some things couldn't be endured.
That night, Rose Vesper endured the greatest humiliation of her life, never had she been as furious as now. She must vent the evil fire burning within her body.
Particularly upon seeing Angelica walk with a light step and a face full of joyous smiles, the evil fire burned even more fiercely.
Rose Vesper stood before Angelica, her golden eyes fixed on the former maid.
Face, still the same face; eyes, still the same eyes.
Only there was a sheen on the face and a glimpse of hope in the eyes.
Upon seeing Rose Vesper, Angelica instinctively flinched, her smile vanishing. She was still somewhat afraid, having suffered too much abuse and torment under Rose Vesper. Even though she had escaped the cage, the fear that had almost rooted in her bones wasn't easily dispelled.
After a brief pause, Angelica mustered the courage to look at Rose Vesper, crossing her hands in front of her chest,
"May the Holy Light be with you!"
This was the Holy Light Goddess believer's ritual.
As a Holy Daughter, Rose Vesper did not return the gesture this time, instead, she smirked at Angelica.
A few seconds later, Rose Vesper slowly raised an arm like a lotus root, her slender fingers reaching toward Angelica's delicate face.
Angelica trembled in fear but lacked the courage to dodge. At the banquet, daring to agree to Qin Chu's request had been the peak of Angelica's courage.
But the anticipated pain didn't come; Rose Vesper's small hand merely caressed Angelica's fair face gently.
Long fingernails grazed tender skin, leaving no marks, but goosebumps uncontrollably emerged on Angelica's body.
A finger lifted a lock of hair beside her ear, gently curling it around her finger.
"Angelica…
From today, you will serve Mr. Brave… do a good job, don't disgrace the Holy Court, understand?"
Rose Vesper smiled gently, her tone soft.
Yet this attitude only made Angelica more frightened; whenever Rose Vesper showed this expression, it meant she was most angry.
Angelica swallowed hard, knowing her return to the Holy Court wouldn't last long, but it was her final hurdle before breaking free from captivity.
"Obey the Holy Daughter's command, I… I will…" Angelica's voice trembled, "ah…"
But before she could finish, Angelica's voice turned into a sharp scream, her right hand clasping the side of her head, a hint of crimson blood faintly visible.
A lock of dark green hair twirled around Rose Vesper's finger, torn from Angelica's head.
Seeing Angelica in pain and hearing Angelica's piercing scream, Rose Vesper's pupils dilated, her excitement growing stronger.
That's more like it, this is Angelica.
How could such a little slut dream of replacing her position?
Dream on!
An evil intent grew within Rose Vesper's heart.
If… if now, she killed Angelica?