Hate me, Miss Witch!-Chapter 459 - 229: "Corruption" and "Hypnosis" Tags Are Perfect Partners (Double - )

Chapter 459: Chapter 229: "Corruption" and "Hypnosis" Tags Are Perfect Partners (Double Chapter)

"Why do I feel like you’re up to some mischief again."

Enola looked at Shiayar suspiciously.

"How could that be."

Shiayar shook his head solemnly.

"I’m a gentleman."

He reached out to smooth the tuft of hair that stood up due to Ennie’s Sixth Sense.

However, as soon as Shiayar withdrew his hand, that tuft of Enola’s hair popped up again.

"Could it be that your tuft of hair has lie-detecting properties?"

Shiayar tried to suppress Ennie’s hair several times but failed, eventually giving up.

Meanwhile.

In Shiayar’s ocean of thoughts, strands of pristine and shimmering thread, dazzling like starlight, were extending from the source of Shiayar’s mind, probing into the Spirit Realm that resides within the subconscious ocean.

Since once again descending to the Echo of History of the First Era and awakening from that Ice-Sealed Throne, Shiayar has not truly wasted his time during these days spent in the City of Wind and Snow.

For a Legendary whose spiritual power far surpasses that of ordinary people, and even forms an ocean, it’s effortless to multitask - even up to a thousand tasks.

While outwardly he leisurely strolls around this Elven Royal Court as if on holiday, the spiritual power Shiayar divided has been nonstop for twenty-four hours using the Spirit Realm and Astral Realm as mediums, analyzing everything in the Main Material Plane during the First Era.

Fabled Creatures are strong due to their Divinity and Authority, which also means that everything about them is intrinsically linked to the rules of the world in the Main Material Plane.

Merely analyzing the world’s rules is equivalent to deciphering the deities’ powers themselves.

Correspondingly.

Simply desecrate the Authority they command, and thus—

Desecrate the deities.

Looking at the Spiritual World within him, where stars, suspended high above the Spirituality sky, radiate an illusory light.

Shiayar’s lips also couldn’t help but curve slightly.

Each illusory star represents a divine core he has completely analyzed and can infiltrate.

"So, from whom should I start, turning them into my companion first?"

Gazing at the bright and illusory stars within the Spirit Realm, Shiayar fell into contemplation.

After a long while, he gently extended his hand.

His finger pointed towards a star emanating a bright yellow glow.

"Then—"

"Start with her."

Shiayar’s eyes flickered slightly.

"Even though you call yourself by the name of Abundance..."

"But your actions don’t match up to the title ’Goddess of Abundance’ at all."

"Choosing such a target allows me to minimize the psychological burden of altering the self-will of other intelligent beings."

Thinking this, Shiayar’s mind stirred slightly.

A command followed his 1st Soul Pact and was transmitted to the little white ferret currently sound asleep in the Soul Pact Space.

Since Shiayar intends to desecrate and deceive the deities, corrupting them into his allies.

Naturally, the assistance of Silver, the great deity in the realm of Illusion Technique, is indispensable.

After all, historically, the tags of "Evil Fallen Warrior" and "Mental Control/Hypnosis" have always been inseparable good partners.

"Let’s go, Kurama!"

"Squeak squeak, squeak~ (Master, I’m a white ferret, not a fox.)"

Silver turned her head and glanced at her fluffy white tail again.

"Squeak~ (I don’t have nine tails, not called Kurama!)"

...

Main Material Plane, Western Continent.

Kingdom of Lortala.

This somewhat convoluted term means "Land of Gold" in ancient Aralan.

In fact, this small nation located at the southernmost tip of the Western Continent indeed boasts a geographical environment worthy of its name.

Most of the Kingdom of Lortala lies on extremely fertile plains.

For a long time, the Kingdom of Lortala has been envied by other nations, producing the highest quality grains... 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

The crops produced not only meet the daily needs of Lortala’s residents but often have surplus, allowing them to bartered for necessary supplies with other countries using traveling merchant caravans across the Western Continent.

Although in terms of territory and national strength, it doesn’t rank among the strongest of human nations on the Western Continent, let alone any ambition for conquest...but overall, the residents of the Kingdom of Lortala live in relative comfort.

Even if not wealthy, the most ordinary farmers can eat their fill, and even the most common residents can wear smiles on their faces.

At least, this was once the case.

Until—

A hundred years ago, the king of the Kingdom of Lortala announced his faith in a deity called the Goddess of Abundance.

And appointed the Abundance Cult she led as the national religion of the Kingdom of Lortala.

...

"Why is such a little girl coming alone, where are your parents?"

At the solemn church entrance, a guard slightly lowered his head, uttering some dissatisfied words.

At the same time, pulling Rosa back from her daze.

The Kingdom of Lortala...was once a land so abundant, where golden wheat ears could be seen everywhere in autumn, a country where every citizen could eat their fill in happiness.

She heard such rumors and past stories many times from the elders in the village.