Freya was a descendant of the gods from the post-divine era.
By the time she was born, more than two thousand years had passed since the great war between humans, gods, and demons, and the witch had long since been sealed away.
So all the evil she knew came from what she’d read in books—descriptions of the witch’s various crimes and her despicable personality.
As for humans, Freya had always thought of them as strong and kind beings, never giving up even when facing enemies many times stronger than themselves.
So her impression of humans was always a good one.
As long as they weren’t cultists, Freya believed other humans wouldn’t do bad things.
But today, she finally saw it for herself… Even though these people weren’t doing anything as terrifying or evil as the witch in the books—no murder or arson—they were just making snide remarks.
And those kinds of remarks weren’t even worth mentioning in the books about evil, so this was Freya’s first time experiencing it.
This girl, who used to hate the witch the most, at most would just say the witch was evil—she never actually insulted anyone.
The words of the bystanders kept reaching Freya’s ears.
This kind of verbal abuse was something she’d never even imagined.
It started with them saying she was just showing off and meddling, and gradually escalated to insults about Freya herself, saying she looked slutty and so on.
Anger! An overwhelming anger.
Her clear eyes were gradually clouded by a murky black-purple, and a black aura invisible to the naked eye but visible to Chen Xing began to emanate from Freya.
At that moment, Freya completely forgot the rules taught to her by the saintess: never lay a hand on ordinary people.
“You people!” Even though she was furious, Freya didn’t know how to talk back, but her actions spoke for her.
“This woman really is—” One of the people by the roadside didn’t even finish his sentence before he could no longer make a sound.
“Huh?” Feeling something warm splash onto his face, a bystander turned to look beside him, only to find that the head of the person next to him had somehow already flown into the air.
All that was left was a twitching body and a neck spraying bright red blood.
“Ahhhhhhh!” The sudden, horrifying scene drained the color from his face, and his legs gave out as he collapsed to the ground.
Screams rang out one after another, but quickly faded, because all of their lives… had been snuffed out by Freya.
“Brutal, huh.” Chen Xing hadn’t expected Freya to lose control of her emotions like this, but she couldn’t really blame her.
How could a holy saintess have ever experienced this kind of abuse? Besides, after being corrupted all night yesterday, it was normal for Freya to be a bit irritable.
The only thing Chen Xing couldn’t figure out was whether these humans… had become like this because of her own black magic, or if they were always like this to begin with.
“Help!”
“Run, there’s a monster here!” The onlookers never expected that the harmless-looking Freya would turn out to be such a ruthless demon, killing people without hesitation and taking several lives in an instant.
Some were so scared they just stood there trembling, while others scattered and ran.
Either way, for Chen Xing, it was a bit satisfying.
Even though these people didn’t really deserve to die, there was still a certain pleasure in wiping them all out.
“Ugh—!” Suddenly, the sound of retching came from behind.
Turning to look, Chen Xing saw it was Freya.
After killing all the people who’d been gossiping, she was now kneeling on the ground, throwing up.
Even though it wasn’t her first time killing, she was still reacting this strongly—maybe it was a psychological thing, just feeling disgusted.
“What have I even been protecting?” Freya calmed down a little.
Her words could have two meanings: one, that as a god, she’d been protecting humans only to find them like this; and two, that as a god, she’d just killed the very people she was supposed to protect.
After being consumed by darkness for so long, she couldn’t control her urge to kill.
Once she calmed down, she started to doubt her own actions—and herself.
“I really…”
“There, there~” Just as Freya was doubting herself, a soft, cool hand cupped her cheek.
Chen Xing had walked over at some point and spoke gently, “It’s all my fault~ Just like before, why not blame all the evil on the witch? That way, you won’t have to carry such a heavy burden.”
“I…” Freya knew she couldn’t control her emotions now because of the witch’s dark corruption, but she couldn’t just blame all the evil on the witch like she used to.
In the end, it was her own willpower that was too weak.
She couldn’t just blame everything on someone else.
“Hehehe, that’s right, just give in to my gentleness.”
The witch’s eye had already seen through Freya’s heart.
Chen Xing could tell how conflicted the girl was right now, and that was exactly what she wanted.
From doubting the witch at first, to gradually being won over by her in the end—this was way more interesting than just controlling her mind by force.
“There she is! Grab her!” Just as Freya was lost in the witch’s gentle embrace, the bystanders who’d managed to escape had already called the authorities, and the city guards came running in groups.
Now there were two choices: kill them all, or run?
“Forget it, I don’t feel like wasting time with you guys.”
Chen Xing smiled slightly, and in the next second, the two of them vanished from where they stood.
The guards who’d rushed over were stunned at first, then immediately realized these were not people they could mess with.
They quickly changed their expressions and respectfully addressed the spot where Chen Xing had disappeared.
“Ma’am, take care.
These people all got what they deserved.”
Dealing with all kinds of people every day, seeing the bloodbath here and the sudden disappearance, the guards quickly decided not to provoke Chen Xing and her companion.
They hurried to apologize, hoping she wouldn’t hold it against them—otherwise, killing them would be a piece of cake for her.
Chen Xing heard all this, but couldn’t be bothered to respond.
They arrived at the city’s church, where it seemed no one yet knew what had happened on the other side of town.
“Could you please treat these two?”
Besides Lidi Xi, Freya had also brought the child with her.
Seeing their injuries, the first thing the priest said was, “These wounds are serious.
Five hundred silver coins.”
In this world, churches were places for healing, and priests could use holy light to heal wounds.
Freya fell silent.
The holy light of humans had been taught to them by the gods, originally meant to heal their bodies and minds, to drive out darkness and evil.
Priests were supposed to be the ones who communicated with the gods, using divine power selflessly to help humanity.
That was the reason humans and gods had made a pact all those years ago.
But now…
“I don’t have any money, but will this gold bar do?” Chen Xing didn’t say much.
She casually took out a gold bar and handed it to the priest.
“That’ll do, that’ll do.” The priest’s expression changed instantly when he saw the gold, and he quickly had the nuns carry the injured child and Lidi Xi inside.
