Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted

Early the next morning, Loren entered the Uridia Kingdom alone. He planned to visit Cecelia first.

At the same time, he was also considering whether to meet with those vampires. Getting them to pass a message along should be no issue.

After all, vampires had no real loyalty to the God of Night and Thunder. Even if a Divine War actually broke out, they wouldn't lift a finger—they'd just send some low-ranking vampires as cannon fodder.

Forget about the Princes or Dukes; even titled vampires were rarely deployed.

So they probably wouldn't betray Loren either. There was nothing in it for them.

But before that, Loren needed to find Cecelia first.

Through the Abyssal Gaze Eye, Loren could see that Cecelia was safely staying in her own home, waiting silently, as if she already knew Loren would come.

Loren didn't knock. He passed straight through the wall into Cecelia's bedroom. She was writing letters at the moment, and a pile of them had already accumulated.

"Loren?"

After being apart for so long, she wasn't as timid as before.

"Has anything happened in the Uridia Kingdom lately? Have any Witches been hunted down?"

Loren patted Cecelia's head and asked.

Hearing Loren inquire about other women, Cecelia felt a surge of dissatisfaction, but she still answered obediently:

"Since Christmas, the Church has developed something that can detect Witches and has been searching everywhere for them.

"But the residents here and most Church members are under my control, so they haven't found a single Witch."

Truth be told, Cecelia didn't really like Witches. She was even somewhat averse to them, because other Witches would take Loren away from her.

So, unlike other Witches, Cecelia didn't really care about the fate of her kind.

But Loren cared deeply about the Witches, so Cecelia would help Loren save them too.

"You've worked hard. Well done."

Loren kissed Cecelia on the forehead. In an instant, Cecelia cast all those negative emotions aside, a goofy smile spreading across her face.

At the same time, Loren also saw what Cecelia had been writing. These were all love songs dedicated to him, which even made Loren feel a bit awkward. In the end, he decided not to bring it up.

These songs would probably all be performed by Cecelia. In a sense, the whole world was now blessing Loren and Cecelia's love, even though they didn't know the person Cecelia was writing about was Loren.

Loren had originally worried that if his deeds were exposed, it would affect Cecelia—after all, she was indeed closely tied to him. Thankfully, he had been overthinking it.

Cecelia's control over this place exceeded Loren's imagination. She had not only protected herself but also kept the other Witches safe.

"Good to see you're fine. I'll be leaving now; I still have things to do."

Loren was in a real hurry right now. He needed to spark the Divine War as quickly as possible, then escape to the sea and watch from a safe distance while the tigers fought.

During this time, he would search for the materials needed for the Severance Ritual. While the Divine War weakened the Orthodox Gods, he would use the ritual to finish off the weakened deities for good.

Before that, he absolutely could not be caught by the Orthodox Gods' forces, so he had to race against time.

Even on Christmas Eve, without using Super-tier Magic, Loren could have killed them all, but he still went ahead and used the precious spell.

It wasn't just to show off his power—it was also to cover the Witches' escape.

"Okay."

Cecelia really wanted to keep Loren around a bit longer, but she also knew how serious the situation was. The words of persuasion never left her lips; she only uttered a faint "okay."

"Take care. Prioritize your own safety above all else. Don't try to reverse public opinion about me. Stay hidden."

Cecelia's thoughts had been seen through by Loren, and in the end, she could only nod.

"Goodbye..."

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After leaving Cecelia's house, Loren flew straight to Marquis Ofemia's residence without stopping.

Originally, he had wanted to find a Duke, but he didn't know any Duke's address, so he had to settle for the next best thing and find a Marquis.

Vampires were the true rulers of the Uridia Kingdom, beyond the Church. The King had no authority over them, and they could decide the King's life or death.

In this situation, a Marquis was enough.

Loren had once secretly followed Marquis Ofemia back to her residence, so he naturally knew the exact location. He just wasn't sure if she would be home at this hour.

After entering, Loren systematically cut down everyone he saw. To put on an act of supernatural power, he first used The Hermit card to turn invisible, sneakily cut them down, then stored the damage using the Justice Card.

By the time he revealed himself, he could achieve a "snap-of-the-fingers kills" effect.

Loren made his way to Ofemia's room with practiced ease. As always, it was filled with a maiden's heart.

Loren got lucky. At this moment, Ofemia was wearing an adorable set of pajamas, lying on a bed piled high with stuffed toys.

Before starting a conversation, Loren swung his blade at Ofemia first.

Just as the knife was about to land on Ofemia's neck, she suddenly widened her eyes and rolled to the side.

"Who's there?"

This trick worked well against weaklings, but when facing true strong people, it still fell a bit short.

"It's me, Loren."

With that, Loren simply revealed himself and sat down on the edge of Ofemia's bed.

"M-Master Mentor?"

Seeing Loren come, Ofemia was so startled she sat bolt upright, settling onto the bed in a perfect M-shape sit.

Loren took in Ofemia's appearance and silently lamented that sitting like that might get her canceled online.

The look in her eyes when she saw him hadn't changed at all—still the same timid, cowering expression she'd had ever since the Duke brought her to apologize to Loren.

"You've heard about what's been happening lately, right? I'm here to ask for your help. It'll be good for you."

"What's been happening lately?"

"..."

Loren was silent for a moment. He really hadn't realized she was in this state.

No wonder Ofemia's expression toward him hadn't changed at all—she had no clue what was going on.

Next to Ofemia's bed were a Walkman and a game console, and her bookshelves were filled with manga.

Loren had originally thought she just had a maidenly heart, but he didn't expect her to be a full-on shut-in, not even knowing about such important information.

"Forget it. Let me make it short. To put it simply, I've been raising a group of Witches, almost killed an Angel, and am now wanted by every Church.

"I'll tell you a way to kill an Angel, and you help me pass this method on to the Church."

"Wh...what?"

So much information flooded into Ofemia's brain all at once, leaving her completely dizzy.

But no matter what happened, as long as that Master hadn't issued any new orders, she had to obey Loren.

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