NOVPUBEnon trudged along, her heels dragging behind a charred and shapeless corpse of a Demon Race, step by step towards Count Bathist’s home.
Everything she saw before her no longer resembled the sun-soaked Count Bathist’s Mansion held in her fleeting memory.
She glanced down at herself, the once spotless maid’s dress now saturated with blood and riddled with blackened holes.
It was far from proper etiquette, but it didn’t matter anymore.
The torrential downpour continued to pelt down, washing over her battered body, cleaning the puddles of blood and mud under her feet.
The thunder gradually receded, the night shrouded by storm quieted down, and the rain seemed to be easing.
By the time Enon finally arrived at the gates of Count Bathist’s Mansion, the household was struck by shock.
She was covered in wounds, large and small, some so deep her bones were visible, still oozing dark red blood, but there was not a trace of pain on her face.
"..."
They gaped at the maid before them, covered in blood and wounds, unsure of how to begin to speak.
"It’s over now."
Enon’s tone was flat and unemotional.
Similar to when she first arrived at the Count’s Mansion, everything felt unfamiliar to her.
After crushing and thoroughly burning that black Magic Guide Book to ash, all Demon Race members regained their senses.
She discarded Beelzebub’s body as if it were rubbish.
With Rocky, the butler of Count Bathist’s Mansion, being well-known in the North Shore nobility of Huadu for his strength, it was easy to explain how they defeated the main culprit, the Demon. Therefore, she didn’t need to instruct Count Bathist on anything; his family would naturally handle the aftermath.
"Bring out the employment contract."
She said coldly to Count Bathist.
Count Bathist immediately ran back to his residence and soon produced a contract for her.
This was just a work contract and couldn’t restrict much—if the Bishop of Destruction wanted them dead, he could have acted long ago.
Enon accepted the contract and quickly, the document burned to ashes scattering into the sky.
"From now on, we have no further ties."
Enon said, ready to turn away.
"Enon!"
A cry broke the deathly silence. Christina rushed over, her face pale, eyes blurred by tears.
Though exhausted and in agony, she had forced herself awake.
She had this feeling that if she didn’t awaken now, she might never see Enon again.
However, to her surprise, Enon took a step back, avoiding Christina’s embrace.
She glanced at the young lady with indifference.
"Miss, please have some dignity."
Enon’s voice was cold and cutting, delivering her words as if they were unrelated to her.
"But why? Enon, you’re so badly hurt, let me dress your wounds..."
Christina’s voice choked up. She was certain Enon remembered her, but her current attitude seemed as if she didn’t, with Christina’s tears streaming down her cheeks.
"..."
"Enon, don’t go. As long as you continue to be Enon, don’t change back. No matter who you were before, in my eyes, you are Enon. Won’t you stay by my side?"
Christina could no longer contain her surging emotions and approached Enon by two steps.
She felt if she didn’t hold on now, she might never see Enon again.
The Enon now seemed to belong to a different world, one far removed from her.
"No need, I’ve repaid your medicine money."
Enon didn’t answer her, just letting the rain wet her hair and drape over her forehead.
"Enon, I can heal you, I’ll buy the best medicine, and soon you’ll recover! Please don’t go, will you?"
Christina’s tears poured forth as she grabbed Enon’s shoulders with all her strength.
"Get off."
Enon shook off Christina, leaving her to fall to the ground.
Indifference once again covered her face, as if she had already severed this unrequited attachment.
"Enon!"
Christina cried as she got up.
She tried to grab Enon’s hand but caught only the cold emptiness, her fragile wrists trembling with sorrow.
It was clear that Enon had saved her and destroyed the contract, aiming to sever her ties with them.
Otherwise, if the contract were found by the security agency of the Kingdom Joint Council and they analyzed the magic power traits on it, there could be charges of aiding the Rebirth Church.
"Christina, goodbye."
Enon finally seemed unable to bear the sound of weeping anymore.
She turned back, gave an ambiguous smile, and then disappeared.
...
Poson Demon World.
At the northernmost end of this wounded district.
As the downpour subsided to a drizzle and dawn began to break, a figure stood steadfast atop a pile of broken walls and ruins.
The slanted, broken screen behind him no longer displayed anything.
Lanci’s eyes, clear as a lake and green as emeralds, gazed into the distance, filled with a tinge of pity and weariness.
He seemed to be in contemplation, or perhaps waiting for something. n𝚘vp𝚞𝚋.com
Suddenly, a blazing red light tore through the heavy clouds, like a scarlet comet ready to burst forth, plummeting directly towards Lanci’s vicinity.
The red light halted a few dozen meters from Lanci, the blinding flames dissipating to reveal a familiar yet foreign figure.
It was Enon.
She was still riddled with injuries, her once pristine attire soaked with blood, resembling a battle-worn flag that had endured countless storms.
