“Your name is Cleonides?
The Priest of Astrology?” “Yes, Divine Envoy.” “Next life, try divining your own fate more.” ··· “You’re Glycera?
The Healing Priest?” “What are you going to do?” “Take revenge.” ··· “Euphranor, Magistrate of Law.” “Philoxenus, Grand Commander of the Guard.” “Nicarite, the Grand Magistrate’s chosen successor?” “…” Every time Mortis read out a name, that person would be dead before long.
After half a day, her little notebook was finally crossed out from beginning to end.
Who could have imagined that this inconspicuous notebook would become a Death Note?
For the first time in all these years, she felt that she could finally live so freely and happily!
Ever since Tribios was born, she had gained a weakness she could not afford to expose, forcing her to compromise with those in power.
Now that those malicious villains had received the punishment they deserved, it was truly satisfying.
“Is that everyone?
Don’t leave any loose ends.” Lucian wiped the blood that had splashed onto the back of his hand and spoke calmly.
Despite having killed so many people, his emotions had barely fluctuated.
After gaining power, it was inevitable that he would become a little carried away.
On top of that, somewhere in his subconscious, he knew this was a script.
It felt almost like playing a game.
When you kill NPCs in a game, especially villainous NPCs, it is genuinely difficult to feel any guilt.
Or perhaps…
I was never a good person to begin with…
“That’s enough.
These are all key figures who have already established themselves.
They control far too much power, and none of them could be brought under my control.” Mortis nodded and lit the little notebook on fire.
As she watched the flames consume it, she said: “Thank you…
If I hadn’t met you, I would definitely have died, and Tribios might have fallen into their hands as well.
Now you’ve even helped me reclaim my authority.
How should I repay you?” She looked at Lucian, her beautiful eyes gentle and sincere.
Lucian asked in return: “Do you remember what I said I liked when we first met?” Mortis thought for a moment before answering: “You like beautiful things, such as me…” As she said it, her own face turned red.
Lucian smiled.
“So, all you need to do is show your beauty to me alone.
That will be your repayment.
Do you accept?” How could a married mother like Mortis, who had never even been in love before, possibly resist such flirtatious and ambiguous words?
Her pretty face grew increasingly flushed, as though it were about to drip with embarrassment.
“Mm…
of course.” Mortis replied in a voice as soft as a mosquito’s buzz, lowering her head and not daring to meet Lucian’s eyes.
Although neither of them had explicitly defined their relationship, she could understand the meaning behind his words.
Lucian reached out and tucked a strand of Mortis’s hair behind her ear.
Mortis did not resist this intimate gesture either.
Her heart was simply pounding loudly in her chest.
She herself was surprised.
She had known Lucian for less than two days, and she wasn’t someone who would easily fall for another person.
Yet somehow, it felt as if a Titan itself had tied a red thread of fate between them.
Then she remembered the warm moments between him and Tribios, the moment he saved her, the way he stood up for her, and the way he looked when he smiled.
He really did have a beautiful smile…
She simply couldn’t resist him at all.
“SARILANG!!” Suddenly, someone shouted loudly.
The lower level of the Hall of Threefold Fate became noisy and chaotic.
It was obvious that the corpses had been discovered.
Lucian had deliberately left the bodies where they were, propping them up like specimens.
It was precisely to use them to intimidate everyone.
“The Priest of Astrology has been murdered!
Seal the entire area!” “Send people over here too!
The Magistrate of Law is dead!” “Over here as well!
Lord Nicarite has been murdered!” Shouts from the guards and warnings of danger echoed everywhere.
The people working in the Hall of Threefold Fate immediately fell into panic.
Before they could even do anything, they were already surrounded by guards.
Layer upon layer of soldiers surrounded the Hall of Threefold Fate, sealing it off completely.
After all, everyone who had died today was a high-ranking figure in the political and religious hierarchy.
With all of them dead, the administration of Yanisopolis was practically a headless swarm of flies.
Mortis suddenly grabbed Lucian’s hand.
“From now on, Yanis City will probably be in chaos for several days.
I want to take advantage of this opportunity to reclaim my authority, so I may not have time to go home…
Could you help me look after Tribios?” “Will you be all right on your own?” Lucian asked in return.
Mortis revealed a confident smile.
“Heh.
You’ve already helped me this much.
If I still can’t handle it, wouldn’t that make me completely useless?” It had to be said: that beautiful, mature married-woman look of Mortis’s was truly stunning when she smiled.
Lucian simply loved seeing her smile, so he nodded.
“All right.
I’ll take good care of Tribios.
I’ll wait for you to come home.” Those words—”I’ll wait for you to come home”—hit Mortis right in the heart.
She understood that she had truly fallen into this man’s trap.
And perhaps there was no escaping anymore.
After the two parted ways, Lucian returned to the Prophecy Archive.
He opened the secret door and went back down to the underground room where Tribios lived.
Once inside, he discovered that the red-haired little girl was already awake.
She was sitting at the desk, drawing and writing.
“Now that I’ve become Tribios’s guardian, I don’t even know what I’m supposed to do.” Lucian was at a loss for a moment.
After all, the System hadn’t told him anything about the script’s contents, nor had it provided him with any mission instructions.
He had absolutely no idea how he was supposed to complete the script.
“Divine Envoy!
Are you here to look for Mom?
She’s not home!” The childish voice brought Lucian’s thoughts back to reality.
The tiny figure came before him like a little butterfly, raised her head, and stared at him with a pair of watery, innocent eyes.
Lucian almost had his heart melted by how adorable she was.
It felt as though some strange trait of his was beginning to awaken…
After all, this little girl would eventually split into one thousand Tribbies!
If he ended up surrounded by a thousand adorable little girls, Lucian couldn’t guarantee what he might do…
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