Mage Manual-Chapter 1481 - 1081: Pretend to Fall in Love with Me

Chapter 1481: Chapter 1081: Pretend to Fall in Love with Me

"I will."

Vishi smiled charmingly, her aura radiant, revealing small tiger teeth. Her cheeks had a bit of baby fat, and her lips had a jelly-like hue, yet she spoke with certainty, without hesitation, full of wickedness. Ash could almost imagine her laughing while slaughtering life.

But he still couldn’t understand: "Why?"

"Perhaps you think that now I’m with you, I can rely on you, and there’s no need to kill and refine souls like in the past, being willing to sacrifice any resource for power." Vishi chuckled softly, "But I’ve never considered you guys as a power I can rely on."

"My only sense of security is strength. Even if it’s just a bit more, it gives an additional sense of safety. I will always only trust myself, no one else has the qualification to be my support."

"Moreover, I continuously want to break free from this shackle," Vishi tugged at the illusory collar on her neck, "A bit more strength is a bit more hope of breaking free... Ash Heath, do you really think I wish to wholeheartedly serve as your maid!?"

Ash took a deep breath, but still couldn’t suppress the anger in his voice: "Do you love to be enemies with the world so much?"

"Because being an enemy of the world is how I’ve survived until now." Vishi said lightly, "If I don’t harm others, I can’t live."

"Ash, although I and other girls are connected with you due to fate, there is a decisive difference between me and them."

Vishi raised her chin, almost arrogantly looking down at him: "Your desires mean nothing to me!"

"If you want to use such worthless emotions to change my principles, you’ll be disappointed."

"I am Vishi, Ghost Prophet! I am destined to become a noble existence above all beings, how can I change myself because of your desires!?"

Looking at the arrogant and self-conceited Ghost Prophet in front of him, Ash slowly lowered his head.

He opened "Aurora’s Mage Manual" - "Operators Management" - "Demon Maid", looked at the "Bonds Level 4" inside, and fell into a long silence, letting out a soft sigh.

Vishi leaned against the nearby railing, gazing at the Space Gate being built below. After a while, she turned to look at the statue-like master beside her: "Dark Soul Wonder, do you want to take it back?"

"No."

As if the statue was speaking, Ash’s voice was somewhat hoarse, "Even if I take back the Dark Soul Wonder, you still have the Soul Reflection and Soul Scream... Even if I collect all your wonders, you inherently have the ability to toy with souls."

When Ash lifted his head, Vishi saw in his eyes the long-lost vigilance and distance, as if everything returned to that night before he stepped into Hell, he became that supervisor who would think of dragging prisoners to the grave together.

Even if he somehow let go of his aversion to Vishi, he would ultimately pick up that prejudice again.

Because that was not prejudice, Vishi was just that kind of person.

Ever the same, never changes.

She didn’t know what fantasies Ash held about her, but she never thought of fulfilling them... How could the Ghost Prophet change because of a man?

"These three wonders, you keep them." Ash said: "I will keep an eye on you... always, always watch you, until your and my life reaches the end."

He guards Vishi like a demon, only in his words did he express some incorrect intentions.

Vishi chuckled lightly: "I understand."

"Let’s go back, and tell the Sword Maiden and others the news."

"Wait," Vishi grabbed his wrist, "Having finished chatting about boring emotions, can we talk about a deal?"

Ash raised an eyebrow: "What deal?"

"If you think flowery words can make me give up the pursuit of power, then that’s naturally wishful thinking." Vishi glanced at him: "But if you’re willing to offer a higher price, it’s not impossible for me to spare those insignificant souls."

"What do you want?"

"I want to advance to Soul Divine Lord." Vishi said: "But even if I can condense Hell’s Void Wings through you, I’m still far from the level of a Divine Lord... The Demigod Realm is my talent limit. Even if given another thousand or ten thousand years, I could never elevate the Soul Faction to the level of a Divine Lord, much less raise the Heavenly Kingdom."

"I’ve always taken shortcuts through killing and soul refining, like from mortal to Demigod, I relied on killing and nourishing the soul, using the Soul Foundation to force my way through the Promotion Ceremony. If I can enlarge my soul to the Divine Lord level, naturally I would repeat the process and break through talent to achieve Soul Divine Lord."

Ash’s face became somewhat unpleasant, "You want to divide my Heavenly Kingdom of Souls?"

The only thing worth Vishi coveting is the Heavenly Kingdom of Souls. Everyone agrees that if Ash finds a way to advance to Divine Lord, he will surely ascend directly, without any bottlenecks.

"I don’t have a method to absorb another’s Kingdom, otherwise my previous life’s Magic Temple would not have stayed in Upper." Vishi said: "But it does actually relate to your Heavenly Kingdom of Souls... Do you know souls also metabolize?"

Ash was startled, thought a bit and said: "I vaguely have this idea... I feel my soul is continually developing, there should be a metabolism process."

"Souls, like bodies, constantly metabolize and shed the old self." Vishi said: "The product of ordinary peoples’ soul metabolism naturally returns to the earth, but Demigods are Eternal beings, the soul fragments they metabolize can be absorbed directly, not only enhancing the Soul Foundation but also expanding the Magic Temple—this is currently known the simplest and most effective method for Magic Temple expansion, second to none."

"Demigods are so, naturally so are Divine Lords." Vishi stared directly at him: "If I can absorb Divine Lord level soul fragments, with enough instances, naturally I can ascend Divine Lord without risk."

Ash breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it’s not cutting the soul, "If I just give you soul fragments, will you agree not to seize every opportunity to wantonly kill life?"

Vishi thought for a moment and said: "Your soul fragments are valued at 10000 souls to me, you can probably metabolize one piece every month. During the time you’re willing to provide soul fragments, I guarantee I won’t touch those insignificant souls—provided you can actually provide soul fragments."

Originally still doubtful, yet with Vishi stating so clearly, Ash felt reassured instead, "No problem, what should I do?"

"Are you really ready?" Vishi seriously warned, "For me to obtain your soul fragments, I must fully infiltrate your soul. This is a very dangerous process, not even I have tried it, because no one would be foolish enough to hand over their soul to a Ghost Prophet."

"Even if I harbor no malicious intent, should a mistake or error occur, even I know not the consequences."

"Moreover, your task is immensely difficult, and I don’t know if you can complete it, a single lapse may also bring injury."

"The risk is huge, perilous and unpredictable, filled with difficulty, with no benefit to you, are you truly willing?"

Ash pondered, gazed at Vishi with eyes revealing a sacred martyrs’ hue.

"This is the price I must pay for you." He stated.

Just like in a candy store, the maid could escape paying, but he could not... Someone must bear the maliciousness of the Ghost Prophet.

For some reason, seeing Ash’s expression serious till it exploded, Vishi couldn’t help but squint with laughter, even her eyes brimmed with amusement. She crawled toward Ash with eyes flashing an indescribable color, like a maid who might snuggle up in one’s arms in the next second, or like a demon revealing sharp fangs and claws to prey.

Ash instinctively leaned back, but behind him was just a railing, he had no escape.

"The ritual is dangerous, other steps I will handle, but you must complete the most crucial and difficult step."

The pink-haired elf maid encircled her master’s neck, wearing a teasing smile, her breath carried an enchanting scent that tempted one’s mind.

"That is, pretend to fall for me."

"This time." She nastily laughed, "I won’t bite your tongue."

So we kissed before, and she even bit my tongue, Ash thought.