The Arrogant Heroine Was Too Overbearing, So I Immediately Switched Sides to Become the Traitor-Chapter 41 - In an Erotic Game, Everything is for Lewdness

“[One]?”

“Yes.”

Sylvie nodded and continued.

“In the distant mysterious great country of the East, there’s a saying like [The Dao is One, One gives birth to Two, Two transforms into Heaven and Earth, Yin and Yang, all things...]. The specific meaning is quite complex.”

“It probably means that the essence of all things is [One].”

“But what is this [Dao]?”

Probably? Sylvie didn’t understand either, because even she found the ancient Eastern wisdom mind-boggling.

And Evan just remained impassive for now. Although he knew that the erotic game world before him had referenced some things from the mysterious great Eastern country in its background setting, such as the major nobles liking to drink tea, wear silk and jade, and considering them high-end luxury goods. Used as easter eggs. But essentially, it was still a story with a Western fantasy background.

He hadn’t expected that one of the evil gods could be related to this.

But this was also good. Evan roughly understood now. He thought, [The Primordial] or whatever, didn’t sound related to Aphrotenis at all. Because it could be seen from the title.

[The Primordial] should belong to the essence of the world, a rather ancient existence. Compared to Aphrotenis’s unreliable appearance, it definitely didn’t fit.

So the last wrong answer was also excluded. Among the seven evil gods, the six known ones were unrelated to Aphrotenis. Then there was only one true answer!

Which was...

“What about the other one?”

Evan asked Sylvie, confirming that this last one must be Aphrotenis’s true identity!!

“The other one... hmm, what was it called... what was it called...”

Sylvie recalled for a long time. Finally, while continuing to gulp down iced coke, she said.

“Called [The Dreamer], I think that’s the name.”

“[The Dreamer]?!”

Right, right, this name sounded right!

“[The Dreamer] is a... how should I put it... a very special ancient evil god.”

“Legend says she is the patron god of lunatics, possessing the ability to turn falsehood into reality. Because of this, she is worshiped by many artists.”

“But artists are inherently lunatics, so it’s about the same.”

Sylvie said, revealing a sweet smile.

“[The Dreamer], this evil god, is actually quite romantic, you know. Whether lunatics or artists, frankly speaking, she should be the deity of all idealists.”

“Because according to ancient records, she descended several times with miracles, truly turning certain places into earthly paradises.”

“For example, hundreds of years ago, there was a small town where, due to the arrival of [The Dreamer], everyone worked at sunrise and rested at sunset. There was no strife, no scheming. Everyone helped each other, worked hard, ate their fill, and dressed warmly.”

“It was just like a paradise.”

“But... this kind of thing is inherently false. How could such an ideal paradise exist in reality?”

Sylvie seemed lost in her own thoughts. On her charming little face, a thoughtful expression appeared, and in her eyes, there was a kind of pity.

“However, the ancient books all record that [The Dreamer] is the most dangerous evil god.”

“Why is that?”

Evan asked at the right time.

“Perhaps, it’s because she only thinks what she wants to think. And the things she thinks of actually become reality. It’s indeed terrifying, from an outsider’s perspective.”

“Hmm, indeed.”

Evan nodded in agreement. For example, he now inexplicably had a childhood friend who asked him every day when he would marry her and fulfill the promise made in childhood. It was indeed terrifying.

“Actually, the most important thing might be...”

Sylvie suddenly became very serious and said earnestly.

“The arrival of a new world usually represents the destruction of the old world. The Empire believes the truly dangerous aspect of [The Dreamer] probably lies here.”

“However, in [The Dreamer]’s world, the coexistence of the old world and the new world doesn’t seem impossible, right?”

The girl suddenly smiled brightly, speaking in a whimsical and light tone, brushing off the slightly heavy topic just discussed. Then she started eating heartily again.

And Evan was now certain that Aphrotenis must be this [The Dreamer]!

Only. Thinking of Aphrotenis, who always whispered in his ear, fabricating how close their childhood friend relationship was, Evan felt it was somewhat absurd. No matter how you looked at it, this ancient evil god.

Wasn’t she... More or less mentally unstable?

But thinking that Sylvie said [The Dreamer] was the patron god of lunatics, he suddenly felt relieved again.

That’s right. Indeed, there was no problem. Then it’s fine.

Besides, this was just an erotic game world. Why was he thinking so much? The so-called erotic game.

No matter how the plot develops, what the background setting is, in the end, it all exists for the sake of lewdness. In an erotic game, those who don’t engage in lewdness are the ones not needed!!

For the rest of the time. Evan accompanied Sylvie while she ate her big meal. While listening to the girl chatter about various anecdotes from the research lab, mainly focusing on her boss, Professor Cliber. Saying that after the old professor’s wife passed away a few years ago, he had been fooling around with old women or something, all gossip topics.

“Evan, don’t you think it’s strange? Even if his wife passed away and he wanted to find other women, shouldn’t he be looking for young girls?”

“Why, when he’s already an old man himself, would he look for an old woman older than him?”

Faced with Sylvie’s question, Evan found it hard to answer for a moment. Perhaps. Human XP systems are free.

“Hmm, so you mean, there are people in this world who like old women?”

“Maybe they just like women older than themselves, like the ‘older woman’ type or something.”

“Oh~ Reasonable!” Sylvie nodded, then continued stuffing grilled meat into her mouth.

The meal lasted for a very long time. The girl truly ate a lot. Evan felt that Sylvie had eaten at least eight times the amount of grilled meat he could eat alone, but the girl’s flat stomach under her white gauze skirt showed no bulge at all.

Was the stomach of a vampire beautiful girl a black hole?! Evan thought this, but considering Sylvie went to the restroom at least six times midway, he thought perhaps the gluttony thing meant that the food eaten would be digested very quickly. Right?

The sun gradually set. After finishing the grilled meat and having a large cup of ice cream for dessert, Sylvie, full and satisfied, checked her phone and said it was almost five in the afternoon.

“Let’s go, time to head back, otherwise Bebe will think I ate sneakily alone again!”

“Okay.”

Evan nodded, with a solemn expression like heading to an execution ground, and returned to her pink sports car with Sylvie.

Hmm. For Evan, what he was about to face tonight was indeed an indescribable challenge!

But, just as Sylvie had settled into the driver’s seat, fastened her seatbelt, and was about to step on the accelerator to start the vehicle, she suddenly saw...