The Villain’s Cheat Code: When a Gamer Becomes the Evil God’s Sidekick-Chapter 380: What a Coincidence, My Wife Is Also One
Finally, Augustus's soul was sealed.
He would become like Pricis once was, a ghost who had not died.
Imprisoned in one of the countless realms of the dead under Grand Duke Balo's control.
Never to escape for all eternity.
Until his physical body aged and died, his soul would dissipate along with it.
But that would be decades later.
All in all, this trip to the Kingdom of Kanter had taught Aurelianne quite a bit.
Why her father the Emperor could gain everyone's approval was because he was the Empire's most powerful warrior.
Her grandfather, though not a king, was respected by all nobles, even more so than the king.
The fundamental reason was the strength of both men.
Strength was the foundation of ruling a country.
At least with Augustus as such a deeply memorable negative example, it was enough for Aurelianne to understand this principle.
After finishing training, Aurelianne dragged her tired body, removed her heavy armored dress, and went to take a bath.
In recent days, because she was learning necromancy,
Viktor wouldn't allow her to use other magic.
To prevent her from confusing other magic with necromancy.
Although Aurelianne personally felt that her understanding and control of necromancy was already quite good,
Teacher Viktor always said she wasn't doing well enough.
The teacher always said that the necromancy she used merely transformed a living creature's form.
It was like giving living beings enhancements similar to the undead.
A true necromancer should be like her grandfather.
With a wave of the hand, millions of dry bones would emerge from the earth, becoming a vast army, invincible in the world.
Aurelianne also knew this was a big problem.
The key was her fear of ghosts, which had no good solution.
So she could only take it one step at a time.
Wearing a long towel, Aurelianne walked out while rubbing her hair.
She was already dressed in clean clothes—prepared by her grandfather for her to change into.
Water was still dripping from her hair.
Without anyone to help, Aurelianne could never dry her hair properly.
Her grandfather wasn't used to having too many servants, so there were few in the large mansion.
The remaining servants all had their own duties.
In the palace, maids would usually help her dry her hair and bathe.
After she learned magic, she rarely let maids serve her, solving everything with a cleansing spell.
Coming to her grandfather's place, plus the teacher's restriction on using magic,
Made even taking a bath seem novel to Aurelianne.
She was certainly not a delicate flower of a princess.
Even in the Monster Rift, that environment of the abyss, she could stay for many days without leaving.
Having finally dried her hair, she wrapped herself in a towel and headed toward the courtyard.
But as soon as she reached the corner of the courtyard, she was surprised to see a woman wearing a black nun's habit with a light veil over her eyes.
At that moment, she was standing quietly in front of Viktor.
Aurelianne glanced hurriedly, then nervously hid to the side, watching carefully.
Behind the nun followed a very familiar-looking girl.
She looked about the same age as herself.
She had long hair whiter than snow, almost sickly, creating a stark contrast with her crimson eyes.
These eyes, under the reflection of sunlight, were like brilliant jewels, incredibly bright.
Aurelianne carefully compared the differences between them.
Because she looked down at herself.
"..."
Defeated, she lost in that aspect.
Aurelianne felt a bit depressed.
But the question was,
Wasn't that Pricis? How did she appear here now?
Aurelianne naturally recognized her, after all, this was a girl full of tragedy.
She had learned the whole truth from Teacher Viktor.
And clearly understood how tragic this "resurrected" Pricis truly was.
If it weren't for Teacher Viktor, she might not even have been able to keep the territory her father left for her.
Aurelianne knew very well that Teacher Viktor was now Pricis's nominal foster father.
Only in this way could he become the lord of Shulbon and help Pricis keep her territory.
Although Pricis was pitiful, Aurelianne couldn't forget her previous ghost-like appearance.
That time, it had truly given her a fright.
So Aurelianne didn't go out directly, but hid to the side, quietly listening to their conversation:
"...Mr. Viktor, I've brought Pricis."
"I will also fulfill my promise, from now on, I will willingly let you use me as you please."
Hearing these words, Aurelianne, eavesdropping on the side, turned as red as a boiling kettle.
Under the direct sunlight, one could even see faint white steam above her head.
Use her... as he pleases?
What on earth was she saying?
Just as Aurelianne wanted to hear more, Viktor had already stood up from his chair.
With a calm expression, he said to Mikaela:
"Follow me."
"Pricis, you stay here."
Pricis obediently nodded.
The next second, behind Viktor appeared a huge teleportation array with flowing blue magical power, its patterns quickly intertwining.
After the magic filled the air, a deep tunnel appeared behind Viktor.
Surrounding storms swept through, causing Aurelianne to raise her hand to shield herself.
When the wind calmed down, Aurelianne looked up again.
But found that the two had already disappeared in front of the portal.
Only Pricis was still standing there, sighing slightly.
Seeming somewhat calmly melancholic.
Aurelianne was now a bit anxious and hurriedly ran out.
At the moment she saw Aurelianne, Pricis was also stunned.
She was clearly very surprised by her sudden appearance.
Her blood-red eyes, like rubies, were looking at Aurelianne, about to say something.
However, Aurelianne's shocked words instantly burst out.
"How could you just watch him being taken away by a bad woman!?"
"He's your father now!"
Pricis: "?"
......
A blue teleportation gate gradually descended, standing quietly on an endless prairie.
A gentle breeze blew by, lightly stirring the wild grass.
Viktor looked around, finding no extra figures.
Then, he turned back to look at Mikaela, saying softly:
"Let's do it here."
Mikaela also looked around, hands clasped together, seeming somewhat troubled:
"Isn't this place a bit inappropriate?"
"At least there should be a house..."
Viktor stared at her expressionlessly, while Mikaela's veiled eyes also looked at Viktor.
The air around them seemed to freeze for a moment.
Then, Mikaela broke the silence first:
"Aren't we going to preach?"
"Let more people hear the sacred teachings of the Goddess of Abundance, spreading her love farther."
Viktor didn't respond, so Mikaela tilted her head slightly, looking at him curiously.
Seeming to realize something, Mikaela's cheeks turned slightly red.
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Viktor, I may have misunderstood your intention."
"As a person favored by the divine, I rashly assumed you would want to proclaim the greatness of the goddess more..."
She said somewhat shyly:
"However, I will still follow your arrangements."
"If I can't choose the environment, then at least please be gentle."
Viktor turned his head, no longer looking at Mikaela.
Being a bishop of a church itself meant having some mental issues, let alone Mikaela being a divine emissary.
As is well known, anyone associated with gods isn't quite normal.
So he simply clarified:
"Does the personality of a divine emissary gradually align with their god?"
Mikaela quickly came to her senses, her blushing face returning to normal.
She knew Viktor was seriously asking her a question:
"It does, but it doesn't."
She placed one hand on her chest, her expression solemn, calmly answering:
"For example, after accepting the goddess's divine power, I, like the goddess, love all things in the world."
"But I won't entrust this love to everyone."
Mikaela demonstrated with an example:
"Like you, Mr. Viktor."
"If it were someone else, I wouldn't casually give myself..."
"Alright, you don't need to say any more."
Viktor interrupted her narrative, saying flatly:
"In general, you still maintain your original personality and haven't completely become an incarnation of the goddess."
Mikaela nodded in agreement.
Suddenly, the sound of iron horseshoes echoed from the ground.
The ground gradually began to tremble, like a giant drum beating on the vast land.
Leading the way, Gwen, dressed in iron armor and wearing thick bone armor,
Raised the reins, riding a steed, leaping out from behind a hill.
In that instant, Gwen arrived before the two.
She pulled the reins, and the horse reared back.
The silver armor on her body flowed with brilliant luster, a sacred and ultimate knight appearing in the daylight.
Then, Gwen's eyes, calm to the point of coldness, looked at Mikaela with a scrutinizing gaze.
Feeling that sharp gaze like a cold spear, Mikaela was stunned.
As she stood dazed to the side, Viktor's voice sounded in her ear:
"So, in this kind of situation."
"As a fellow divine emissary, what's your insight?"
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Chapter 380: What a Coincidence, My Wife Is Also One
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