After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 582 - 233: Seduce Sister’s Lover Without Getting Killed_2

Chapter 582: Chapter 233: Seduce Sister’s Lover Without Getting Killed_2

"You’re the Savior... aren’t you?"

"I merely possess the powers of salvation." The Goddess of Salvation softly explained, and Yemengade, upon hearing this, chuckled and approached the Goddess of Salvation, stroking her cheek with a blood-stained hand.

"As the defeated, it’s only right to be dealt with by the victor." She said lightly, "How do you plan to deal with me?"

The Goddess of Salvation paused in silence, then looked at the approaching Monster Witch and Avatar Witch not far away.

This was something she had never faced before.

"Sometimes a girl’s words need deeper interpretation." The Avatar Witch gently shook her head and explained to the Goddess of Salvation, "She wants to stay by your side, repaying the grace of your forbearance in not killing her."

At this, she added another remark.

"Moreover, compared to someone as scheming as me, you need someone you can truly rely on."

The Goddess of Salvation: "..."

Why would anyone so bluntly admit their own scheming thoughts, though she had known from the start that the Avatar Witch had ulterior motives.

"Your teacher is in the Iris Flower Kingdom." The Monster Witch revealed a piece of information, then shifted her gaze to Yemengade.

Her voice softened:

"Being by the Goddess of Salvation’s side isn’t a bad choice." As the words fell, her figure dissolved into a shadow and vanished.

The Goddess of Salvation opened her mouth slightly but didn’t agree to let Yemengade stay by her side. Yet, looking at Yemengade, who was blood-soaked and teetering on the verge of collapse, she chose to prioritize removing the power clinging to Yemengade.

Otherwise, Yemengade would bleed to death.

"Let’s go; I know where the Iris Flower Kingdom is." Yemengade smiled and prepared to lead the Goddess of Salvation to find the teacher.

But the Goddess of Salvation, seeing Yemengade’s blood-smeared and pallid state, couldn’t help but say:

"At least wash up and rest first?"

"My healing ability is very strong." Yemengade explained briefly, but seeing the Goddess of Salvation’s rather resolute gaze, she chose to compromise and went with her to the Monster Witch’s house to rest.

Meanwhile.

In the Iris Flower Kingdom.

Xi Mu withdrew her gaze and said to Sleipnir beside her, "Yemengade lost, and now she has someone she wants to follow."

Sleipnir widened her beautiful eyes, "Who?"

"The Goddess of Salvation." Xi Mu replied, and Sleipnir, upon hearing this, thought for a moment and then nodded in realization.

"Not surprising, is it?" Xi Mu asked, while Letixia next to her also cast a curious glance.

"Yemengade has always liked pure and gentle girls." Sleipnir explained, "During the fight, the Goddess of Salvation must have shown mercy to her."

She began counting on her fingers.

"Not only is she beautiful, but she’s kind-hearted and treated Yemengade with such tenderness... Hmm, it’s quite natural she’d be interested."

Letixia smiled faintly, "So, as long as we grasp someone’s unique interests, we can make even the highest-level monsters follow us?"

"If such a person exists." Sleipnir nodded, recalling how she chose to follow Ahtal because she was drawn to the feats of Ahtal, believing Ahtal matched her vision of a hero.

"For instance, take Ruby from the Orc Kingdom, a fox monster with seven tails and a strong sense of gratitude—if given a chance to save Ruby once, you could make her follow you."

Letixia sighed, "What distinctive personalities."

"You have quite a strong sense of gratitude yourself, don’t you?" Sleipnir glanced at Letixia, "To repay Ahtal’s kindness, you went so far as to offer yourself."

She grumbled softly.

"I even heard you two through the door last night."

Letixia’s expression turned unnatural, as she had assumed Ahtal’s magic would soundproof the area. She hadn’t expected Sleipnir to overhear.

Her gaze flickered, and she opted to change the topic.

"That place is where my sister resides. She’s matured quite a bit now, no longer harboring thoughts of killing me."

"Why do you sound almost relieved?" Xi Mu’s expression became slightly peculiar, "She merely doesn’t want to kill you anymore."

Letixia lightly rested her hand on her chest, "The fact she doesn’t wish me dead is reason enough to feel relieved."

"Leave it to me; I’ll make sure your sister behaves." Xi Mu joked casually.

Letixia showed a curious expression.

"A personality adjustment would suffice." Xi Mu nonchalantly added, "Any kind of personality can be crafted—even making her think she’s a little kitten."

"Let’s not do that." Letixia shook her head—she wouldn’t go as far as to brainwash her sister to correct her, as that would be far too cruel.

A moment later, the group entered Ashliya’s room, where they found the once throne-obsessed Ashliya standing gracefully by the window.

She wore a white dress, her golden hair dancing lightly in the wind, exuding a melancholic charm.

"Sister, you’re here." Ashliya turned around, her gaze quickly landing on Ahtal, and then elegantly lifting her skirt hem:

"Lord Ahtal, I didn’t expect you to accompany my sister to visit me—how touching."

Xi Mu scrutinized Ashliya for a moment and then chuckled lightly, "You’ve matured quite a bit."

"I used to do many childish things." Ashliya smiled gracefully and turned to make tea.

Moments later, she returned with a tea tray, placing teacups in front of the three of them before elegantly sitting down, smoothing her skirt.

"You’ve retained your human identity." Xi Mu observed the girl across from her, and Ashliya, hearing this, smiled faintly, elegantly sipping her tea before setting the cup down:

"The advantage of remaining human is the ability to enjoy the beautiful things civilization has designed for humanity."

She set her sights on Letixia.

"If one doesn’t retain a human body, Lord Ahtal wouldn’t be able to fully enjoy your charms either, sister."

"Ashliya!" Letixia’s tone rose slightly, but Ashliya puffed her cheeks in what seemed like a complaint and said:

"There’s no one else here, so there’s no need to hold back."

Letixia’s fair neck flushed, and she glared at her sister’s indiscretion. Seeing this, Ashliya quickly raised her hands in surrender:

"I know I’m wrong; don’t make me practice swordsmanship again."

Letixia’s expression relaxed, but then she noticed Ashliya’s long legs beneath her skirt lightly brushing Ahtal’s foot, accompanied by a playful wink.

"If you’re unwilling to let Lord Ahtal experience your charms, sister, then as your younger sister, I’d be willing to oblige. After all, we’re sisters—our looks and..."

Xi Mu lowered his gaze to the graceful foot brushing against his, then heard Ashliya’s cries for mercy. Letixia had dragged her out of the lounge, scolding her angrily.

Ashliya had indeed matured in some ways, but that didn’t mean her ambition had changed—it had shifted from claiming the throne to... usurping her sister’s man.

This wasn’t out of love for Ahtal; it was purely Ashliya’s desire to snatch away her sister’s possessions.

Whether the possession was a throne or a man seemed irrelevant; as long as she succeeded in taking what belonged to her sister, it appeared to prove her worth.

Even Ashliya herself knew this was wrong.

...

...

Not long after.

Letixia hurriedly led Ahtal and Sleipnir away, not lingering further at her sister’s abode.

Standing at the door, Ashliya folded her hands before her abdomen and smiled as she watched the three of them depart: "I still have quite a few signature snacks I didn’t get to let Lord Ahtal try."

She sighed and turned back into the room.

"I’ll bring them to Ahtal tonight." With these words, the door closed behind her.

Since Letixia was taking Ahtal away, she could seek out Lord Ahtal... no, she should find her sister and Lord Ahtal together.

She had no fear of Letixia’s reproach—even attempting to usurp the throne and murder her sister had been forgiven.

Now she was merely trying to seduce her sister’s lover—surely she wouldn’t be struck dead for that.