NOVEL NEXT chapter 194
Chapter 194.
Low-level curses are insignificant in the face of high-level curses.
Duke was shocked that his magical item had no effect and sought answers from the two before him.
As a nun, Clotilde truly could not ignore others’ questions, even if the other party employed extremely despicable means.
But who said that answers had to be given in words? Bullets were perfectly acceptable.
A white magical bullet shot from Clotilde’s holy lance, swiftly striking Duke’s body.
The demon disguised as a human let out a pained curse.
“Damn it! Are you some kind of monster?!”
In response to this question, Clotilde continued to answer with bullets, firing three shots in quick succession.
Because the bullets fired by the holy lance were imbued with light magic, they had a stronger lethality against demons and magical creatures, and four magical bullets left Duke severely injured.
Realizing he had kicked a steel plate this time, Duke no longer hesitated; he transformed back to his true form and burst through the door, sprinting away in a desperate attempt to escape the villa.
Without any hesitation, Clotilde immediately chased after him, shooting as she ran, turning what could have been a battle into a first-person shooter game.
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She would never let the heretics go, especially since Duke’s actions reminded her of a certain lewd demon.
Clotilde, filled with an overwhelming hatred, wore a solemn expression, mercilessly pursuing the fleeing Duke like a battle machine of the church expelling heretics.
As for Noah?
Noah’s words were, of course, left in the room; after all, even if he didn’t follow, he could monitor what the nun was doing in real-time through the magic array’s surveillance.
Rather than chasing Duke, he was more interested in the magical artifact on the table that the nun had shattered with a single shot.
He stood up leisurely from the sofa, examining this magical item that forcibly induced arousal.
There was no need to disassemble it; he could analyze its structure using his evil god abilities.
He could determine under what conditions it would activate automatically and what effects it would produce.
“Wow~ it really is something, no wonder he’s so proud.”
After finishing his analysis, Noah let out a contemplative laugh.
This magical artifact had a level 3 arousal effect, activating automatically when a man and a woman sat within a ten-meter radius.
Although Noah had never seen such an item in the game featuring Clotilde as the main character, he had encountered other magical artifacts with level 3 arousal effects.
It was considered quite powerful.
It could cause even the most resolute individuals to lose their rationality within a minute.
In the original work, the arousal state ranged from level 1 to level 5, with typical arousal potions being level 1, level 2 being advanced potions and specific incense, and level 3 falling into the category of magical artifacts.
If it were another proper nun, she would be desperately craving a man’s body within a minute, but unfortunately, the lewd markings on Clotilde’s lower abdomen were level 4.
The level 3 effect was directly absorbed by the level 4 markings, preventing her from entering the ‘arousal state.’
This was why Clotilde appeared lively, with no flush on her cheeks.
It had no effect on the nun cursed with lewd markings, and naturally, it was even less effective on Noah, the evil god.
Noah found it interesting simply because he had never seen it in the original work.
However, since he had completed the analysis, there was no need for him to maintain any further interest.
Perhaps he should catch up and see how the nun was faring.
After all, the demon race and evil gods were characters from Valentina’s worldview; the enemies on the nun’s side should only be the church’s heretics and monsters.
It seemed that the two worldviews had indeed merged.
Although the original work did not mention evil gods and demon races on the nun’s side, the absence of mention did not mean they did not exist.
So, Noah was not surprised to see the demon race appear here.
Perhaps the second of the Four Heavenly Kings of the demon race was coincidentally active in the water city?
If that were the case, Noah would actually hope that the other party targeted Clotilde, as he could use them to help Clotilde fall.
As Noah pondered the implications behind this incident, he walked toward the hall by the door.
However, he still did not catch up to the moment Clotilde eliminated Duke.
Because he suddenly remembered that he hadn’t gone to find the true owner of this villa yet.
So he changed his direction halfway and successfully found the original owner, who had been kidnapped by Duke, in the luxurious wardrobe of another room.
After rescuing the other person, Noah naturally had to talk with a few people, which meant he completely missed the chance to meet Sister.
But there was no way around it; rescuing hostages was also an important task, okay? Noah wasn’t just slacking off in his priest’s outfit.
On the other side, Duke, who knew he couldn’t escape, chose to engage in a fierce battle with Clotilde in the hall by the door.
Duke thought that the open space would prevent him from being hit by bullets, but he never expected that Clotilde’s weapon was not just the Holy Lance.
When Clotilde suddenly conjured a beautifully bound spellbook from her hands, Duke realized he had been set up.
Ordinary nuns would only use light magic, but Clotilde, wielding the ‘Book of Rebirth,’ could use magic from the four basic elements: water, fire, wind, and earth, and even unleash large-scale AOE skills.
“Damn it…”
After letting out a frustrated cry, Duke, struck by the wind-based AOE skill, finally collapsed to the ground, motionless.
If it were a sinner, Clotilde could at least pray for them, hoping their souls would receive the goddess’s forgiveness.
But for a ‘demon,’ unfortunately, Clotilde would do nothing at all.
In fact, it was quite merciful of her not to desecrate the corpse.
“…Mr. Noah, I know what you want to say. You want to say I’m too naive, right? I admit I should change my perception, but this is also the fault of the cunning demon race; it can’t be entirely blamed on my carelessness. So please stop staring at my back, okay?”
Noticing the gaze on her back, Clotilde instinctively thought it was Noah catching up.
So, while she put away her weapon, she turned around a bit unhappily, wanting to complain to Noah.
For instance, since he already knew, he should have told her earlier.
It was strange that she only noticed there was only one person moving in such a large villa when she was trying to divert Noah’s attention after failing midway.
Since then, she had been more cautious, which was why she launched a counterattack at the first opportunity.
“Mr. Noah, are you listening to me? …Huh?”
But when Clotilde turned to look behind her, she didn’t see Noah’s figure; instead, she saw a cat staring at her face with its big, shiny black eyes. After meowing once, it ran away.
The cat leaving was no big deal, but the person left behind felt awkward.
She thought Noah had definitely caught up!
Feeling embarrassed, a flush of red appeared on Clotilde’s previously solemn face.
What magical items couldn’t accomplish, Noah managed to do effortlessly, even when he wasn’t present.
Looking at it this way, perhaps Noah himself was the highest-level curse after all.
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