The Witch’s Convent

Just as Hawthorne remembered, after he left the slum and everything settled, the investigators from the Black Staff Tower finally arrived, somewhat delayed, entering the South Harbor District's slum.

As soon as they arrived, they were profoundly shocked by the scene before them.

In almost every street, there was at least one corpse. Bodies were separated from their heads, their wide-open eyes filled with fear, scattered along the sides of the streets. Blood stained the surrounding walls, making everything appear as if it were a hellish nightmare!

Near the port, where the main conflict had taken place, nearly a hundred bodies lay sprawled: innocent laborers, port workers, obvious gang members, and even the extremely rare Amazon female warriors...

Decapitated heads were scattered around the port, and the overwhelming stench of blood still hadn't dissipated. The smell even overpowered the usual salty odor of fish that lingered in the harbor, causing the investigating Black Staff personnel to nearly gag!

This was undoubtedly one of the most ferocious skirmishes in the history of Liberl Port. The higher-ups would surely be outraged, and all major factions would dispatch their people to investigate the truth!

Each Black Staff Tower member arriving to investigate shared this consensus. Then, suppressing their nausea, they forced themselves to stay and gather as many clues and evidence related to the magical creatures and true culprits before the traces were completely washed away...

Then, they were stunned to discover that tonight's events didn't appear to be an accident. After peeling away the tight disguises, they became conscious of the fact that devils had actually intervened in tonight's occurrence...

Thus, many pieces of intelligence were classified as top-secret and were swiftly sent to the current Black Staff Master, requesting her wisdom for a more thorough analysis...

The twin moons in the west slowly descended, while the eastern sky began to lighten with the first hints of dawn. The surging chaotic Magic Power gradually calmed, and this Witch's Night, drenched in the blood of countless innocents, had finally passed.

Hawthorne slowly awakened; as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw sunlight streaming in through the curtains, casting a warm glow onto his large bed. On either side of him, Heidi and Yuta, the two witches, embraced his arms, breathing evenly and sleeping soundly.

Last night, after they returned to the convent, both his mind and body were utterly exhausted. So, while Heidi attended to him with her Create spell during his bath, he fell into a deep sleep, completely unaware of what happened afterward.

Now, looking at the scene before him, he could hardly believe his eyes. The bloody chaos of last night, upon reflection, felt like a nightmare; now that he was awake, it had all vanished like smoke.

However, gazing at Yuta, who lay so close, holding his arm and sleeping peacefully, he knew that those events weren't false; he had truly accomplished what he set out to do.

With this thought, a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Seeing that both girls were still sound asleep, he decided not to disturb them, gently pulled his arm free, and called up the system to check his panel.

He wanted to account for how much Purification Points he had gained after purifying Yuta.

To his delight, the number "2230" was boldly displayed in the bottom right corner of the system panel.

Upon seeing this, his eyebrows raised in surprise.

Wait, I remember the number being exactly two thousand last night? How did it suddenly increase by two hundred and thirty points?

Could there be some other source of Purification Points that I'm not aware of?

As he thought this, he gently tapped the words "Purification Points" with his finger, and the details of his Purification Points expenditures thus far unfolded before his eyes:

Purification of Yuta: +1450 points.

Purification of Heidi: +230 points.

Hawthorne's gaze fixed on the last line, filled with confusion.

How did I end up purifying Heidi again?

Could it be that due to Witch's Night, the chaotic Magic Power caused Heidi to absorb some level of pollution again, and after I purified it, it granted me this additional gain?

Damn, does this mean that during Witch's Night, not only can I and my witches regain infinite Mana, but I can also earn a small amount of Purification Points?

Upon realizing this, a smile spread across his face as he gazed through the curtains at the sky outside.

Oh moon, could you please move a bit faster? It would be best if such opportunities came every six months...

He was overjoyed, but at that moment, Yuta's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes, her purple irises still showing signs of confusion.

Once she focused on his face, she instinctively called out, "Master…"

But then, recalling something, her pupils constricted, and her body slid to the side, falling to the ground. She knelt deeply before Hawthorne, her forehead touching the floor: "I'm sorry, Master!"

"Last night, I actually tried to kill you and said so many insulting things—so arrogant and ignorant, I was stupid as a bug!"

Her voice was filled with genuine remorse, and he even detected a hint of tears: "I truly don't know how to atone for my sins in the future. I can only dedicate everything of my remaining life to you…"

Hawthorne rubbed his eyes and then noticed that Yuta was wearing her heavy nun's robe; she hadn't even taken it off and had fallen asleep on his bed fully clothed.

Seeing her in such a painful and regretful state, while recalling the fear he felt during their earlier encounters and the excruciating pain in his eyes when she had glared at him, he couldn't help but sigh at the unpredictability of fate.

However, he didn't resent her. Looking at her remorseful expression, he spoke gently: "Get up; it's alright, this isn't entirely your fault."

Yuta lifted her head, her eyes filling with tears. Her cold little face looked so pitiful that it made one want to both cherish and tease her.

After a night of restful sleep, under the magic power of the "dormitory" building, all of his physical and mental fatigue had been swept away. He felt energized and in excellent condition.

So, looking at Yuta's delicate features, a fire ignited within him, and he reached out, gently pinching her small, dainty nose: "Why are you still wearing your clothes to sleep? That must be uncomfortable. You should take off your nun's habit."

Her cheeks visibly flushed a rosy hue, making her incredibly alluring: "Master, I…"

She lowered her head, and her shy demeanor looked extremely adorable: "I thought, while Heidi is away, I could offer myself to Master…"

Hawthorne suddenly realized what she meant and was about to say something when he heard Heidi's voice from behind, "That won't do, Yuta. You're being too sly."

The two looked up to see that, unbeknownst to them, Heidi was already awake. At that moment, she was entirely unclothed, her soft body hidden beneath the bedding, pinning Hawthorne's arm between her breasts, revealing only her head. She turned to Yuta and said, "Don't forget, during all that time, I was the one serving Master, while also having to navigate around you to keep you from harming him."

"And now, just when I finally get to have you here, you go and offer yourself without letting me see. How can that be? I can't accept it!"

As she spoke, she tightened her grip on Hawthorne's arm, beginning to act coy: "Master must feel the same way, right? We shouldn't entertain her arrogant behavior!"

Yuta's expression turned anxious, and she quickly lowered her head: "Whatever Master wishes to do as punishment, Yuta will accept one hundred percent, completely!"

Hawthorne opened his mouth, intending to say it was unnecessary, but looking at her expression, he felt a sudden playful impulse and said, "Well, as long as you accept the upcoming little punishment properly, I would be very pleased."

Heidi glanced at his expression, the words she wanted to say on the tip of her tongue, but she swallowed them back.

Having shared a bed and engaged in deep conversations for nearly a month, she had come to understand her Master's interests quite well and knew that at such moments, he already had some fun ideas brewing in his mind.

So, she refrained from saying more and decided to enjoy the show of her Master.

However, completely unaware of the circumstances, Yuta, still as innocent as a little flower, looked at him with hopeful eyes: "Then, Master, what do you need me to do?"

"It's actually quite simple," Hawthorne replied softly. "Stand at the foot of the bed, lift up your nun's robe, and oh, don't wear anything underneath."

Yuta's face had already turned bright red, but what came next was the most crucial part of Hawthorne's punishment game: "Now use your fingers to get yourself aroused."

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