Chapter 261 – What’s Your Belief?

“Peh… witch! No more meaningless torture! I won’t yield, kill me, just hurry up and kill me!” Anderson spat out a mouthful of blood and screamed as he viciously glared at the smiling girl in front of him.

“What’s your hurry Anderson? I never said I won’t kill you. You have committed a grave sin against the Holy Light Church and will be subjected to the Goddess’s punishment. Death is your fate.” Snow talked in a serious tone, but her milky sweet voice sounded extremely cute.

However, Anderson didn’t find her cute at all, just vicious.

“It’s funny… I dedicated my life to the Goddess, loyal to the end, and yet tortured by a witch that knows black magic, sigh.” It seems Anderson was tired of screaming and cursing, and he finally stopped talking back to Snow and dejectedly lowered his head.

All his limbs were chained up, he was imprisoned in a place that didn’t see the light. All his excess fat was nearly gone and he was tortured by Snow with black magic… He didn’t know where this damn brat learned those vicious techniques, those slender webs strangled his body one by one without being fatal but also imparting an enormous amount of pain. After a day of torture, even if he just had some superficial inures, Snow would come the next day to ‘considerately’ heal him, then after his injuries fully healed, she would come again to play the game of typing up the fat pig with webs.

“Hehe, so what if I know black magic? Anderson, this is the Holy Light Church’s highest judgment grounds. Once you enter, don’t even think about leaving alive, it’s okay to suffer a little… you have to learn to enjoy the pain.”

Snow fiddled with the purple webs, using them as eyes to sense the temperature and corners of the dark world.

“Tell me Anderson, who else is in the Venus Society, what do you know regarding the original sin? Also… who’s your leader!? As long as you tell me, I won’t torture you and I’ll let you eat your favorite steak, how about that?”

“Hehe.”

Anderson sighed when he saw Snow’s cold then smiling face.

The carrot and the stick, Snow really was calculative. Using the webs to cruelly destroy his body, then using delicious food to tempt his frail mental state.

Anderson couldn’t figure it out, was this girl really 11? What kind of terrifying things has she experienced to become such a vicious witch.

Maybe it’s fate.

Fate made the most vicious witch into the youngest Saintess in the Holy Light Church, when sin and merges in one, when light and darkness are bound by the dark webs… such a distorted and grotesque appearance, doesn’t it just confirm the beginning of the original sin?

“Snow, perhaps you’re the chosen one.”

“Hehe, can’t blame him, the hero can’t even protect himself right now. He can only go around trying to find help.”

“… Anderson, what do you mean by that, is your next target Greenton?”

“Snow, it’s pointless, you don’t have to keep asking. Even the strongest hero can’t stop the original sin, only we, the Venus Society can stop the annihilation of the continent, we have to believe ‘The Apostle’ we have to follow ‘The Apostle’…”

It was like he was bewitched as Anderson’s voice became empty, hearing it made Snow agitated.

“Who’s The Apostle!?”

“Snow, you’re outstanding and very bright, but the Pope’s premonition is wrong, even if you find the chosen one, you can’t save the world, you can’t bet fate or the original sin, only ‘The Apostle’ can lead us towards the light…”

“Hey, you’ve really been brainwashed, haven’t you? Since you claim to be faithful to the Goddess, then tell me!”

“You don’t have to ask anymore, I won’t say it no matter what you do… even if I die, it’s a worthy death.”

“Damn it… you bastard!”

Anderson made Snow quiver with anger, she angrily tightened the webs around his body and almost crushed it to pieces.

Elona noticed she lost control and persuaded her to calm down, while hugging her to get her mind off it and quickly leaving the pitch-black prison.

There were still days before the sentencing so it wasn’t rushed, Snow can come back to torture him, she doesn’t believe that he won’t tell the truth.

“Hey, Snow!”

“What you damn fat pig? If you want to curse at me, just save it.”

Anderson stopped her when she barely took a couple of steps away, she was surprised that he still had the energy to yell at her.

“Hehe… Snow, it has been the greatest honor in my life to partner with you. A smart girl as young as you is a rarity seen in a hundred years!”

“Hmph, I know, and I don’t need you to flatter me.” Snow sounded cold, but it was quite useful and her anger dwindled.

If it was a compliment, then obviously the more the better.

“Then Snow, I want to ask you a question.”

“Okay, I’m in a good mood, so ask away.”

“A simple question about yourself.” Anderson raised his head with great difficulty, his eyes bloodshot trying to see the little girl in the darkness and then said with a solemn voice, “Snow, everyone, excellent or mediocre, has something they want, beliefs they adhere to… mine is the same as yours, the Goddess of Light, although in a slightly different way than you do.”

“Oh Anderson, you’re mistaken, I don’t actually believe in the Goddess.”