Even though Chen Xing had turned dark, she hadn’t become completely twisted yet.
That didn’t mean she wasn’t embarrassed by some of her black history.
Even now, she couldn’t accept what Little Dragon Girl had just said! She was a dignified witch, how could she possibly enjoy being licked by someone…? But, come to think of it, she did kind of like Little Dragon Girl’s ** before, didn’t she?
“Ahhh! No, no! That definitely wasn’t liking it.” Chen Xing was in denial, and in some ways, she was actually quite similar to Freya.
“Alright, get up.
From now on, unless I give the order, no licking me, got it!?”
“Got it, Master.” Little Dragon Girl pouted, looking a bit unhappy.
But it wasn’t out of disrespect—she used to act like this to her master all the time thousands of years ago.
“Freya, sorry you had to see that.”
Chen Xing turned her head to look at Freya, who was still kneeling on the ground.
Then she suddenly closed her eyes.
After a moment of silence, she opened them again, her gaze completely different, and she spoke in a tone that was nothing like before: “Get up, I’m not some emperor or whatever.
I don’t need that kind of formality.”
Her voice was gentle now, none of the seductive wickedness from earlier.
Chen Xing figured she’d been playing the villain long enough—it was time to let her more decent personality out to earn some goodwill.
You know what they say, one plays the bad cop, the other plays the good cop.
“I’m really sorry.
I feel terrible for what I did to you.
I… sometimes I just can’t control myself.”
She recalled what she was like before the darkness took over.
As she spoke in a warm, approachable tone, she gently helped Freya to her feet.
“You…” Freya looked into Chen Xing’s big, sparkling eyes and felt like she was seeing the witch from their very first meeting again.
These eyes didn’t feel evil at all.
They were full of innocence, and a kind of unwavering resolve.
“Sigh… the witch’s dark power is just too strong.
I can’t resist it.
There are two personalities inside this body now—one is the witch’s evil side, and the other is my kind side.
I’m just an ordinary young person who got summoned and turned into a witch.”
If it had been before, Freya wouldn’t have believed a word of it.
But now, she had no doubt.
Because she had seen the change in Chen Xing—from the kind girl she first met, to the gradual descent into darkness.
And now, she was kind again.
Freya didn’t question it, because she didn’t think the witch had any reason to lie to her.
What would be the point? Her life was in the witch’s hands—like a bug that could be squashed at any moment.
“You have to hold on.
Keep that kindness alive.”
Seeing Freya’s expression, Chen Xing realized the girl actually believed her? Oh dear, looks like her IQ dropped a bit after being toyed with~ If she kept playing with her like this, would she turn into a complete idiot?
Oh no no~ I’m the kind side of the witch right now, I shouldn’t be thinking such naughty things~
“I want to, but the witch’s evil and darkness are just too strong.
I can’t fight it.
I’m afraid… the kind side of me won’t last much longer.”
As she said this, a layer of mist formed over Chen Xing’s beautiful eyes, and her voice started to choke up: “I-I… I’m just a normal person… I—sob sob—I never wanted to be a witch… I don’t want to do bad things… I don’t want to hurt anyone…”
Watching Chen Xing cry like a flower in the rain, Freya felt a wave of sorrow rise in her chest, even a sense of shared suffering.
Hadn’t she also been corrupted by darkness? And this poor girl in front of her—what she was facing was a thousand times worse than anything Freya had gone through.
So when she thought about it, the soul inside the witch’s body right now… was just another pitiful person.
“Waaah… I don’t want this power… I just want to go home…”
Chen Xing kept crying, and Freya didn’t know how to comfort her.
Flustered, she could only pull Chen Xing into her arms and gently stroke her head.
“Don’t be sad.
I’ll help you find a way.”
Even though Chen Xing was still crying in her arms, her expression had already changed.
She was now wearing a sly smile, her eyes glancing sideways at Freya’s head.
“Do you… do you really have a way to save me?”
“I… I’m not sure, actually.”
“Do you not believe me right now? Please… I don’t know how long I can stay like this.
Maybe next time, I’ll be gone.”
“Sigh… even if I told you, it wouldn’t help.
The holy water in the temple can cleanse all darkness and filth in the world.
It might not work on the witch, since her body is the embodiment of evil in this world.
But your soul has only been in this body for two days—it probably hasn’t been fully corrupted yet.
If you use the holy water, it might be able to wash away the evil.”
“Really!? That’s amazing!”
Chen Xing sounded excited, but in her mind she was thinking, “Oh? There’s actually a method like that? Sounds kinda legit.”
“But it’s basically impossible.”
“Why?”
“Because of the witch’s overwhelming power.
Unless you willingly remove your soul from the body, or the war god from a thousand years ago returns, no one can extract the witch’s soul from her body.”
“Then I can just willingly leave my body and go get the holy water.”
“A soul without a body has no combat power.
If you do that, that dragon of yours definitely won’t allow it.
She’ll stop you and shove your soul right back in.”
“…I see.
And if I go to that so-called temple to do this, they probably won’t even let me explain.
They’ll just destroy my soul on the spot, right?”
“Yeah.
If you’re willing to sacrifice yourself, you might as well just self-destruct your soul.
No need to go looking for holy water.”
“I see… I understand.” Chen Xing nodded.
If even Freya, a holy maiden of the gods, said that, then she really was beyond saving.
Should she be sad… or happy?
“If I still had my magic, I could use the power of holy light to purify your heart.
It wouldn’t fix everything, but at least it could slow down the corruption.”
“Sorry, I can’t help you with that.
If I tried to extract the darkness from your body, I’d be swallowed by the dark side immediately.”
Seeing Freya trying to play clever, Chen Xing immediately found an excuse to reject her.
“Actually, you could have that dragon do it.”
“Would she agree?”
“You’re the witch now.
She can’t beat you.”
“Oh, then I’ll give it a try.”
