A gentle smile played on Zhou Qingqing’s lips as she calmly explained her plan to control the Witch.
Had anyone else said such a thing, the little nun standing before her would have surely thought they were boasting.
However, the woman before her was Zhou Qingqing, a Central Nun of the Holy See.
She held the position of Central Nun despite only possessing Ninth Order strength, and her appointment had been issued directly by the Saintess herself.
That fact alone was enough to spark endless speculation.
The little nun had naturally heard the rumors; it was whispered within the inner circles of the Holy See that this was an Oracle sent down by the Goddess.
The Holy See had few weaknesses, but one was their extreme fanaticism and blind obedience regarding anything involving the Goddess and faith.
After all, Zhou Qingqing’s long black hair and eyes as dark as the night were enough to make anyone curious about her identity.
Black was the purest, most noble color.
Just as it complemented the daylight, the night brought peace and beauty to the world.
“Control the Witch? So that is the great task you are undertaking, Lady Zhou!”
The little nun pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the blood trickling from her nose.
Her face was flushed as she looked at Zhou Qingqing, her eyes brimming with fanaticism.
This was a product of absolute trust and faith in the Holy See.
Such faith was the foundation upon which the Human Race stood in this mythological world, as 50% of the Order Powerhouses of the Human Race served within the Holy See.
The remaining 50% essentially cooperated with the Holy See’s every move.
Witches were unstable elements in this world.
Although the Holy See was vast in number, they often felt a sense of helplessness when facing a Witch.
High Order powerhouses could fall and become Witches, and newborn children could grow into them.
Although the probability was low—as tiny as a grain of dust in a desert—it was an undeniable reality.
Once a high Order powerhouse fell and became a Witch, they gained the ability to alter laws.
Such a being possessed strength comparable to the upper Orders.
It was even said that some Witches possessed the power to blaspheme the gods.
“If your experiment succeeds, Lady Zhou, then we will no longer have to fear the existence of Witches!”
“The Holy See can once again proclaim the Goddess’s mercy to the world…”
The little nun grew more fanatical as she spoke, unable to hide her excitement.
Her shy cheeks turned bright red from her emotional outburst, and more blood trickled from her nostril.
Zhou Qingqing had only mentioned her idea from when she played the game on a whim.
She hadn’t expected such a fervent reaction.
Just like in the game, ordinary and apprentice nuns had unconditional trust in the Holy See.
They were the most steadfast believers in the Goddess.
Only those in high positions viewed things with rationality.
At the very least, this would buy her some time.
“Lady Nun, you are truly magnificent! To think you would place yourself in danger beside a Witch for the sake of the Holy See’s great cause!”
The little nun stood up excitedly, even taking an uncontrollable step forward.
Her previous shyness had completely vanished.
“It truly is a noble sacrifice. I am so sorry… I actually doubted that you had betrayed the Holy See just now…”
“I even questioned your motives for shielding the Witch! I… I shall go to the Disciplinary Chamber myself!”
After saying this, the little nun wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and resolutely turned to run downstairs.
Zhou Qingqing didn’t even have time to stop her.
She could only rub her temples helplessly before glancing at Bai Shuang, who was still standing dazed in place.
‘Scary Witches… Are they really that scary?’
At this moment, Zhou Qingqing felt that the cold Ice Frost Witch from the game actually seemed quite cute.
She saw nothing terrifying about her.
However, Zhou Qingqing did not anticipate that in the near future, she would witness the true horror of a Witch for herself.
Bai Shuang stood there and tilted her head.
Although her sister nun had just been speaking with the other nun, both of them had clearly glanced in her direction.
‘Could it be that my presence is still a burden to her…?’
Bai Shuang lowered her head in anxiety, worried that she might negatively affect Zhou Qingqing.
Since this sister nun cared for her so much, Bai Shuang didn’t want anything bad to happen to her.
Zhou Qingqing slowly brushed her long hair behind her ear and turned around with a smile.
As she approached, Bai Shuang looked at her beautiful face and subconsciously turned away in shyness.
Facing the girl’s bashful display, Zhou Qingqing reached out for the chains in Bai Shuang’s hands.
She took them, tossed them aside, and spoke in a very gentle voice.
“I do not know what will happen in the future, but at the very least, you will not need these things for a while.”
As Bai Shuang watched the chains being thrown away, she felt something indescribable stir within her heart.
Zhou Qingqing thought to herself that, this way, she probably wouldn’t have to worry about the Ice Frost Witch darkening.
Suddenly, Bai Shuang lunged into her arms.
Feeling the fragile, sobbing girl in her embrace, Zhou Qingqing couldn’t help but recall the feeling of being all alone in her apartment before she had transmigrated.
“There, there. It’s okay to cry it out.”
“Thank you, Lady Nun. If it weren’t for you, I probably would have…”
[Affection: 81%]
Tears slowly slid down Bai Shuang’s face as she leaned against Zhou Qingqing.
She felt the relief of a survivor, but more than that, she was touched by the kindness she had been shown.
Zhou Qingqing froze for a moment when she saw the sudden jump in affection.
Normally, reaching 80% affection would require a deep, intimate physical bond, but then she realized that was just a setting from the game.
‘Is there no limit to affection?’
Doubt flickered in Zhou Qingqing’s eyes, and in that moment, another message appeared before her alongside the affection display.
[Title Acquired: Soul Mentor of Witches]
Zhou Qingqing’s eye twitched slightly as she looked at the title.
Although she didn’t know what its effect was, having an extra title wouldn’t hurt.
She focused her attention back on Bai Shuang.
An affection level of 80% represented Bai Shuang’s absolute trust in her, but the jump in affection and the new title seemed to prove that she had truly entered the girl’s heart.
“Although we don’t need to worry about other problems for now, my cute little Witch, there is something even more important waiting for you.”
“Something important?”
Bai Shuang looked up in confusion, her completely defenseless expression making Zhou Qingqing want to pamper her.
A wicked smile curled on Zhou Qingqing’s lips.
After all, this was something she had wanted to try for a long time.
Bai Shuang tilted her head, completely unaware that she had already fallen into the hands of the “evil” nun.