Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted

Veronica, afraid Loren couldn't see, deliberately leaned in closer:

"See clearly? It's different from yours."

As she spoke, Veronica even tried to pull down Loren's pants for a comparison.

"Hold on..."

Loren grabbed Veronica's hand in time, ultimately preventing her from doing anything excessive.

"Is there a problem?"

"There's a huge problem..."

Earlier, Loren had only suspected she was a witch because of her appearance. Now, he had confirmed his guess.

No one but a witch could be this innocent...

Loren sat on the edge of the bed and began to think about how to explain things to Veronica.

"Do you know the difference between men and women?"

"Women have long hair, men have short hair?"

After thinking for a long time, Veronica answered, only to immediately dismiss her own answer:

"No, that's not right. Lots of men have long hair. Your hair isn't short either."

"Alright..."

By now, Loren had a rough idea of Veronica's knowledge base, but he had no idea how to explain this to her.

This kind of thing was usually handled by Mirrorheart—though she would probably end up leading her astray.

"I wonder how Mirrorheart is doing now..."

Mirrorheart wasn't a witch, so the detector wouldn't find her. Plus, she had a degree of immortality—she'd hung herself plenty of times before. She should be fine now.

"Why are you asking about useless stuff like that? You've been parasitized—you should be figuring out how to deal with the parasite first!"

Veronica tried again to pull down Loren's pants, and he had no choice but to grab both her hands.

"Listen to me. I haven't been parasitized..."

At this, Veronica's expression turned serious instead:

"This is no small matter. There's a war going on, and the enemy is using the Plague Church's virus. That virus is very dangerous...

"Even though we're far from the battlefield and the virus doesn't affect us much, we can't afford to be careless. What if this has something to do with the Plague Church..."

"Which country are we in right now?"

Loren seized on the key word. Since this place could be affected by the Plague Church's virus, it meant they weren't far from the God of Plague's territory. Getting to the Gedlan Kingdom wouldn't be hard either.

Loren speculated that after his death, some witch would likely go home to wait for him, even if that so-called home no longer existed.

"The Kingdom of Elecia. How can you not even know that?"

"Elecia? The God of Freedom's territory?"

Loren hadn't expected to be resurrected on the Eastern Continent.

It was very far from the Gedlan Kingdom—even flying would take a long time, and there was no place to rest along the way.

In the end, Loren decided to find a ghost ship. Since there were plenty of pirates here, finding a big one with a ghost ship wouldn't be hard.

"Forget about all that. The most important issue is the parasite. There isn't even a decent doctor here... Let me sneak you to the Holy Flame Empire for treatment."

Veronica's tone was full of concern. The more she cared, the more awkward Loren felt.

"This isn't a parasite..."

Loren tried to avoid the subject, but Veronica kept harping on about the parasite. In the end, Loren couldn't hold back anymore.

"This is just a normal organ. A completely normal organ. It's not a parasite at all...

"The reason you don't have one is because of biological differences between sexes. Do you understand now?"

By the time he finished explaining, Loren felt mentally drained. He usually talked about lofty magic, not basic biology lessons...

"Is that so? No wonder I couldn't find any cracks. So it's really connected to the body..."

As she said this, Veronica looked completely innocent, making Loren so embarrassed he wanted to die.

"You actually examined it carefully..."

"Yeah. I was worried something might happen to you, so I studied it for a long time.

"It even swells up. I thought it was a parasite sucking blood.

"I just never figured out how to remove it. I was afraid pulling it out would hurt you, so I kept putting it off..."

Only then did Loren notice the pliers by the bedside. So that's what they were for...

"Alright, let's just drop this, okay?"

"As long as you're fine, I'm relieved."

Veronica smiled. She was genuinely just concerned about Loren.

"Anyway, this is something very private. No one except a lover should see it..."

Exhausted, Loren added one last explanation. Veronica suddenly thought of something:

"Since we've both already seen each other, does that make us lovers?"

"..."

Loren really didn't know how to argue with that. Veronica was too innocent.

As the saying went, extreme loyalty resembled treachery. When something was taken to its utmost, it reversed. Extreme innocence was almost like being perverted...

"Forget it. Interpret it however you want.

"I need to go out and investigate the situation now. I have very important things to do."

Since he had ended up in the Kingdom of Elecia, Loren wasn't going to waste this trip.

The God of Light and Fire had killed him once. Now he had to get his revenge.

Loren hadn't forgotten the contingency he'd left in the Holy Flame Empire. With the war ongoing, it would be easy for him to strike back.

"I'll come with you. You don't know anyone here. If something happens, I can protect you.

"Since the newspapers say you were killed by the Orthodox Gods, the Church will definitely hunt you down. I don't feel safe letting you go alone."

Just as Loren stood up, Veronica followed.

"Alright. Thank you."

Loren didn't refuse Veronica's kindness, but he didn't actually think she could protect him. Rather, this made it easier for him to protect her.

"What's your name?"

Veronica trotted along behind Loren and asked.

"My name is Loren."

"No, no... The name in the newspaper was so long... I want to hear your full name."

"Those are nicknames, not my name..."

Thinking about those titles, Loren felt a bit embarrassed.

The Church had the nerve to come up with them, but he didn't have the nerve to say them out loud.

"I want to hear them..."

Veronica looked mature, but right now she was clinging to Loren's arm like a child, acting all cute. Loren couldn't handle it.

"Ahem... Alright...

"I am the Master of Witches, Blasphemer, Supreme Evil King, Angel Slayer, Harbinger of Doom, Master of Death, the World's Most Wicked Criminal, Enemy of All Living... Loren..."

Loren's voice grew softer and softer as he spoke, while Veronica's eyes lit up:

"So that's it! I wasn't hearing things earlier. Your title really does include 'Master of Witches.' So are you the master of the witches?"

Without realizing it, Veronica had started using honorifics when speaking to Loren.

"You could say that. The reason I broke with the Church was because I was raising many witches, and they found out..."

"Then since I'm a witch, does that make you my master?

"Yes! I finally have a home!"

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