Chapter 83: My Only True God [Third Watch]

When the sky barely brightened, Akina, who had battled through the night, finally drifted off, exhausted.

Looking at the Eight-Foot Girl's plump, charming face, a faint, pitiful tear streak, and a satisfied smile appeared on her crimson cheeks.

Even as she slept, the corner of her mouth did not cease muttering about the Divine Lord.

Gently pulling his arm from Akina's broad, fair wave-like body and stretching his slightly sore waist, Fulade couldn't help to quip, "A girl with Giant bloodline is truly resilient."

This was Fulade's first time encountering a cannon—someone who could spar with him all night.

Seeing the alluring yet pure, towering yet delicate Aqiya, Fulade couldn't help to click his tongue in amazement, saying:

"What a contradictory girl, unique, and the experience is quite good," a wicked smile flashed across his face.

Fulade stood up, and with a crisp sound, his body reverted to a normal human form.

This is an ability he mastered after the fierce battle with the Forest Giant.

As long as he controls the intensity of his Demon transformation, he can enlarge his size on that basis.

Just as last night, after experiencing the Eight-Foot Girl's uniqueness and feeling a slight discomfort, Fulade had a flash of inspiration and activated the transformation ability deep within his genes.

Right before the girl's astonished gaze, he turned into a nine-foot Giant, letting her taste her own insignificance.

Mm, the effect is indeed quite good.

When Fulade saw Akina's thread of spiritual faith had risen to the devout believer level, he nodded in satisfaction.

He then approached the girl, and while she slept, injected her with vampire genes; upon waking, she would become the first female vampire with Giant bloodline.

"I'm getting more and more excited," Fulade said, his gaze deep, suddenly and inexplicably, as if pointing to something.

Thump thump~

Miss, I've brought your lunch.

Creek~ the door opened.

The maid carried the lunch into the room and found that the breakfast brought in this morning at the doorway remained untouched.

She couldn't help but glance at the bed, puzzled: "What's going on today? Miss never sleeps in late."

She muttered softly, and the maid took the untouched morning meal from the doorway out.

At that moment, Akina, awakened by the noise, suddenly startled; after the maid left, she hurriedly got up, anxiously looking around.

"Divine Lord, Divine Lord," the girl whispered, her eyes nervously scanning the surroundings.

Fearing that she had only dreamed a ridiculous dream last night.

When she realized the Divine Lord she had once been intimate with had vanished, the girl panicked.

Crack~ Boom!!

As the girl stepped off the bed and accidentally pressed her hand against the bedside table, a sudden blast rang beneath her palm.

Akina let out an incredulous gasp, covering her delicate red lips with both hands, blinking her hazy big eyes, stupidly staring at everything before her.

"H-How could this happen."

Akina, incredulously raising her hands, then looked at the shattered bedside table, and when her gaze fell on the vivid red on the bed.

Akina then, suddenly delighted, said, "Everything that happened yesterday really wasn't my dream~" For a moment her mouth went dry, her heart pounding.

She felt both the shyness from her past intimacy with the Divine Lord and excitement over her bodily transformation.

"Is this the power the Divine Lord bestowed upon me to break the veil? The Divine Lord truly hasn't deceived me."

The girl, realizing, approached the deity statue devoutly and prayed fervently.

Fulade, who had already left, clearly sensed Akina's spiritual faith becoming increasingly distinct, yet still far from the Fanatic Believer level.

Clearly, the Fanatic Believer level of faith is not easily triggered. Facing the girl's prayer, Fulade immediately replied, "Girl, go spread my gospel; when you are devout enough, I will allow you to serve before me~"

Upon hearing the Divine Lord hear her prayer and give a response, Akina could no longer contain her excitement; her entire skin turned an unnaturally crimson.

Akina forced herself to hold back her excitement and immediately replied:

"Divine Lord, I will certainly spread your gospel across this land, so the people here will worship my one true god.

In the near future, I will stand before you again and continue to serve you."

After finishing this prayer, Akina seemed to have exhausted all her strength, suddenly collapsing to the ground, her gaze growing distant.

It seemed that at this moment, through an intangible spiritual link, the girl felt a profound satisfaction as a chill brushed up from beneath her skirt.

The girl's originally fragile eyes gradually steadied; she got up, put on her clothes, and for the first time in years stepped out of her room.

And from this day onward, on this land emerged a steadfast champion of the God of Blood and Fire, an extraordinary female priestess spreading the deity's gospel; her arrival began silently shaping the future religious landscape of the region.

Through spiritual faith, Fulade, sensing this scene, couldn't help but let a smile curl his lips.

Not only because he saved a lost (big) lamb, but also because he was especially pleased with the girl's forthcoming actions.

Allen Dale Kingdom.

Ravenna, dressed in a lavish black, low‑cut, cinched gown, faced the cold wind and saw off Freya, who departed by carriage, letting out a silent sigh.

She felt both guilt toward her sister and a wave of relief.

After watching Freya's carriage fade into the distance, Ravenna turned her head to the person behind her and said, "Begin executing the plan."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

As the guard behind responded, Ravenna's mouth curled a faint coldness, her gaze turning deeply toward the southwest.

The next day, night.

A black silhouette landed on the balcony of the Allen Dale Castle.

When Fulade entered Freya's bedroom, he found it already empty and deserted.

This made Fulade realize that Freya, by now, had probably followed the original plot and gone to develop her own ice‑snow kingdom.

Seeing this, Fulade could only sigh.

He then cast a cold, gloomy gaze toward Ravenna's residence, but after searching the castle—including the secret chamber housing the Magic Mirror—without finding any trace of Ravenna, a hint of darkness flickered in Fulade's eyes.

"Where did she go?" Fulade said, standing before Ravenna's lady attendant, his deep eyes narrowing slightly.

Thinking of Ravenna's actions in the movie, if I'm not mistaken, Ravenna is probably occupying some country again at this moment.

Seeing that small states are everywhere, a place as tiny as a fart dares to call itself a kingdom; Fulade really has a hard time finding it.

However, there is a place she will definitely go to in the future.

Thinking of this, Fulade's mouth twitched upward, revealing a wicked smile: "Then I'll prepare a surprise for you in advance."

He glanced at the passed‑out maid and immediately flew toward the southwest.

But before that, Fulade landed at a farmer's home and took a baby from a woman.

It was the baby who should have been burned to death: Elsa.

Fulade's eyes flickered for a moment, looking at the baby before him with some difficulty.

He originally intended to hand her over to Freya after she awakened the Ice Snow Witch's power, but now what to do? If he takes her back to raise, Malina will surely prick her.

Looking at the Elsa who smiled at him, Fulade could only say helplessly.

"Well, I hope to hear news of your mother soon."

(End of chapter)