Chapter 941: Chapter 11: Beheading and Strangulation!
Outside a dilapidated castle.
Duncan sat silently eating on a rock, with a greatsword resting by his knee. The blade shimmered with a cold light, while Lady Sestha White knelt gracefully beside him. Her luxurious gold-embroidered belt was stained with blood, and beneath her slender waist, her full hips were wrapped in a long skirt, trembling slightly with an impressive elasticity as she rose. The hem of her skirt was smeared with blood and filth, along with tiny bits of shredded flesh.
Wearing a dress for action meant she could hardly maintain her dignity, but fortunately, her upper body remained pristine. Her smooth face was vibrant with energy as she crouched by Duncan’s side, a hint of respect in her expression as she spoke, "Lord Duncan."
"Have some water."
Lady Sestha White’s slightly low-cut top revealed a glimpse of creamy cleavage. As the glow of the Divine Technique faded, Duncan took the water flask handed to him and drank deeply, continuing his meal in silence.
Not far away, the jester’s gaze held a trace of wariness, ever attentive to the actions of this beautiful woman.
Ever since the destruction of the torment sect within the valley, Lady Sestha White’s attitude towards Duncan had completely changed. One could even say she was almost deliberately intimate, becoming more proactive in battles and extremely obedient to Duncan’s orders. In her spare moments, she clung to his side, serving him with devotion.
She saw value in him.
Or rather, all the goddesses in the Bright Water Realm lacked genuinely powerful enforcers.
Even a mighty divine power like Lady Love had few noteworthy figures to rely on, not to mention the value Duncan displayed was not merely his personal strength. Among many mighty divine spirits, the Goddess of Love, Shunni, was considered the weakest. Even opponents with medium divine power often overwhelmed her. Therefore, love was scorned, ridiculed, and considered insignificant. Her church could only operate in big cities for missionary work, and when real trouble arose, they could only seek external aid.
The jester was very wary of her.
He was a true visionary within the Love Church, centered around the Joyous High Priest, these individuals were thinking of the church’s future, with plans that even involved transforming the Divine Spirit.
This was no joke, even some personality changes of Lady Joy, Lierla, were partially credited to the church’s internal influence.
It’s not just the Divine Spirit influencing the church; the church can also influence the Divine Spirit in return.
"She seems to want to win over Lord Duncan."
The voice of the Illusionist whispered, employing a secret technique for communication. Her gaze towards Lady Sestha White was equally unfriendly. After a battle, all the main members of the Scarlet Performer Sect had turned into green marks.
Could she be an undercover agent from the Wealth Church?
Worried she might harm us during the operation?
We must be cautious of this mysterious individual.
Duncan, with just one glorious victory, erased all their concerns. Master Korvol’s vexing tricks were nothing compared to a grand victory.
The Scarlet Performer Sect’s biggest concern was the rumor about Duncan’s identity. In such a critical and dangerous mission, being led by someone suspected to be an undercover from the Wealth Church was inherently risky.
But now, all of that was a thing of the past.
Almost everyone was convinced, and Duncan proved everything with his actions. They were true allies; regardless of internal conflicts among the higher-ups, they shared common interests.
At this juncture, Lady Sestha White deliberately grew closer to Duncan, even serving by his side, always staying close during meals and drinks, which made her stand out.
Your Love Church may not trust this man; that’s fine. We, at the Love Church, have great respect for the strong!
Money?
We have it.
Beauties?
Our church has even more.
Not only providing physical pleasure but also emotional comfort. The Love Church has many attentive and understanding pretty girls.
This was almost blatantly poaching.
Moreover, Lady Sestha White had a significant advantage: the Goddess of Love was the main deity of Lady Joy, a mighty divine power, the main deity was far superior to the lower divine spirits.
Duncan, of course, felt it, but he didn’t care at all.
Since he was set to showcase value, he would naturally be courted by various forces. After today’s battle, they all had to offer him more chips. When he next met the Mother of Great Bliss, Duncan’s attitude would no longer be as before, and the Wealth Church’s Five Fierce Women would have to speak humbly, no longer towering like arrogant swans; their necks would meet an arrow.
"Lord Duncan."
At this moment, a wanderer appeared from the darkness, his gaze filled with awe as he looked at Duncan, even kneeling on one knee voluntarily: "The Painful Ones have been alerted."
"Their people are on their way."
A six-man mercenary team, or shady adventurers, had now been fully subdued by him. Unlike the church members, they were truly veterans of battle, well aware of the magnitude of the recent victory.
Without a single casualty, they had wiped out a torment sect of the Evil God. In all their time adventuring in the Falling Star Sea, they had never heard of such a feat.
Every action was executed with the precision of a high-speed machine.
And these men, as long as they followed his orders, victory was almost within grasp.
Such a person unleashed.
He could become a powerful force in the Falling Star Sea at any time; they even contemplated joining Duncan directly of shaking off the pirate gangs in the Falling Star Sea to become the regional overlord of the southeast mainland.
