Chapter 63: Malevolent Flesh

Name:The Rebirth of Evelyn Knox Author:
Chapter 63: Malevolent Flesh

Aurora ignored the sound of stomping feet as the headmaster stormed away in a fury. Her thoughts slightly scattered as her gaze remained fixated on the pink moon.

"Even though I was created in hopes of earning your favor, you did not choose me. Yet she doesn't even seem to know you exist, but you favor her so."

Of course, she received no response. Just like the past hundreds of years.

The platinum blonde turned her gaze away from the moon, and towards a white palace in the distance.

"But even if she is chosen she can't hope to win against the other two not alone, not in a million years."

She closed her eyes with a sigh.Fôll0w current novÊls on n/o/(v)/3l/b((in).(co/m)

"Let's see if she can pass my test."

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It was already quite late into the night, so Cecilia didn't stay with her too long, and both of the Gilmore sisters had fallen asleep as well.

Although there were three bedrooms, Amara and Vivian were used to sleeping together, and ended up taking only one of them. Evelyn thought this was quite good, because once Bree was 'restored' and decided to stay, she could stay in the spare room at that time.

The bedroom itself was pretty luxurious and spacious, and Evelyn would have spent some time exploring all the cabinets, drawers and other furniture to familiarize herself, but that wasn't her concern at the moment, because she had far more important things to do.

After making sure both the Gilmore sisters were asleep, Evelyn put Bree down on the bed before taking a deep breath.

"Alright let's see if my guess was right!"

Opening her inventory, she pulled out one of the cut off 'tentacles' from the centipede, being careful not to make any skin contact with it. Once it lay safely on the ground, she tried her best to curb her anxiety before using her probe.

[ Malevolent Flesh (Contaminated) ]

Which meant that she might need 'Grade 7' or higher poison. And there was no such thing in the open market.

Even though she had taken the risk of mobilizing the third princess, even she couldn't get her hands on such a thing. Of course, if the third princess asked the Emperor, it might not be too difficult for him to obtain. He might even already have some. But what reason would she give while asking the Emperor for poison?

But when she saw the 'Thousand Eyed God', it was as if fate had given her a way out. It satisfied every single one of her requirements, and she was sure that if there was any hope of stimulating Bree's bloodline, it should be good enough to use a body part from this beast.

It should have been impossible, but somehow, she managed to pull it off. Evelyn thought her luck must have been incredible this time. Because even if everything else had gone according to her plan, if the centipede managed to retreat uninjured, she would have had to return empty handed.

If she was right, Bree's bloodline should definitely be stimulated after coming into contact with this thing!

"But what if I'm wrong?"

It was impossible to not worry. After all, she was going to risk not her own, but Bree's life!

"N-No, I can't be wrong this time. In any case, Bree has shown herself to be immune to toxic substances, she'll be fine!"

Evelyn convinced herself so, and carefully picked up her golden puppy before kissing its forehead.

"Please, I need you! And, I'm sorry"

She gently lowered the sleeping puppy onto the severed white tentacle, waiting with her heart almost about to jump out of her throat.

For three excruciatingly long seconds, nothing happened.

And then a gentle glow covered the little puppy's form, seeping into the tentacle flesh, and not long after, sparks started bursting out of her body, disintegrating small portions of the tentacle.

The steam coming out from these 'evaporated' parts seeped into the little puppy's body. But the little puppy remained peacefully asleep.

Just as Evelyn breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that everything was going well, however, Bree's eyes snapped open, and she let out a deafening, sonorous cry.