Defying the Fate of Beheading-Chapter 558 - 306: Louis, do you even spare your sister-in-law’s clone?
The decision to ultimately accept the legacy of the Lokeshi Empire was thus made.
Amidst the fantasy of using a living sword to conquer all in the future, Beatrice carried the pitiful little swan, who wanted to stay, out of the door.
"I hope the legacy of the Curse Swordsmen won’t disappoint me."
To be honest, the characteristics of the Curse Swordsmen are quite interesting.
If the Nine Swords treat weapons like a magic staff and use them directly to cast spells, then the Curse Swordsmen channel magic onto their weapons.
For example, if both use the Fireball Technique, the Nine Swords typically swing their sword to cast the Fireball Technique directly, whereas the Curse Swordsmen concentrate the Fireball Technique on the weapon, forming a flaming magic sword that explodes upon impact.
This is somewhat similar to the Blood Fury Blade... which can also bear magic.
One wonders if there will be more changes when these two systems collide.
Louis did not solidify the Blood Fury Blade into a profession but chose to learn the key techniques to complement himself.
Although there was no enhancement from a container, his greedy pursuit of knowledge eventually enabled him to grasp this power.
"After becoming a Curse Swordsman, if I could project the Blood Fury Blade’s system onto it, perhaps I could forge a more unique path for the Curse Swordsmen."
However, before he could think it through, he heard a knocking sound at the door.
When he went to open it, it was the little swan who knocked.
"What brings you here so late at night?"
The little swan displayed a subtle smile: "It’s me."
Louis was momentarily stunned.
This tone, it’s the Black Swan?
He exclaimed, "No way, how did you sneak into the Imperial Palace?"
This is the Imperial Palace of the Lokeshi Empire; how did this guy get in?
The Black Swan chuckled and said, "I found an outfit just like my original."
Louis’s mouth gaped slightly.
So this guy disguised herself as a little swan to sneak in!
Truly daring with superb skills, not afraid of being noticed by Lokeshi Empire’s guards?
Nonetheless, he still opened the door and brought the Black Swan in.
Once inside, the Black Swan hesitated suddenly and said, "Don’t do anything bad."
Louis rolled his eyes and said, "In your eyes, am I just a perverted hungry ghost?"
"Aren’t you?"
"You’re right."
Louis felt somewhat melancholic.
The sin of Lust is tough to manage.
"Why did you come to the Lokeshi Empire? There shouldn’t be any enemies you need to deal with here, right?"
The Black Swan nodded, then shook her head and said, "Not entirely, recently I’ve been asking the Prophetic Witch Evelyn to find someone for me."
"Who?"
"The sin of Envy."
"Huh?"
If the Black Swan hadn’t mentioned the sin of Envy, he would almost have forgotten about this person.
Previously, he thought the sin of Envy was like Louis, a fellow from the burned villages at the border of the Ense Empire.
After the Shadow Country War, he learned that the fellow was not the sin of Envy, but his teammate in the Lokeshi Empire was.
The boy who looked as delicate as a girl was the true sin of Envy.
He had met that person once when soaking in the outdoor hot spring in Laine City.
Later... that person’s trail disappeared.
For a considerable period, the task of tracking the sin of Envy was handed over for separate investigation by the Empire.\p>
As time passed, he really couldn’t remember this guy.
"Did the sin of Envy return to the Lokeshi Empire?"
"Highly likely, Evelyn wouldn’t lie casually, would she?"
"How do you know she won’t lie?"
"The Prophetic Witch’s golden reputation is a testament to it; she’d be honest with my fists explaining the prophecy."
Understood, so you resorted to physical prophecy!
Louis suddenly felt sorry for Evelyn.
Judging by the Black Swan’s expression, it seemed she had used a lot of iron-fisted persuasion.
One wonders how much bad luck the poor child had endured.
...
Location: A certain unnamed country·Evelyn’s little cabin
Evelyn sneezed violently and rubbed her nose, saying, "Damn it, which bastard is thinking of me again."
There were still ointments smeared across her face, truly bruised and battered.
But she actually felt quite fortunate.
After all, it’s better than becoming bruised all over with bites here and there.
Thinking of that brutal Lazy Witch, she subconsciously shivered.
Previously, she thought she would be beaten till she wet herself—not an exaggeration, just a realistic description.
The Lazy Witch seems to have been searching for something all these years.
With Evelyn’s abilities, she could totally use prophecies to investigate what the Lazy Witch was up to.
Perhaps even catching hold of the fool’s Achilles’ heel for leverage.
But every time this thought arose and she wanted to prophesize, a vague and immense fear, like a tide, would engulf her.
That moment she knew if she dared to prophesize, she’d likely be directly counterattacked by the prophecy target.
For the sake of her life, she decisively buried this suddenly risen thought.
Still, it left her very frustrated.
This time too she was taken advantage of for prophecy by the Lazy Witch.
"Damn it, can’t someone beat her so badly she cries out? Is she just a legend, and then having demigod powers, what of it?"
If the Black Swan were here now, she’d certainly tell her, "Sorry, but demigod powers are really something."
...
Meanwhile, the Black Swan was being beaten up badly.
"Damn it, Louis are you crazy, do you know where this is?"
Louis looked at the mermaid line outlined on the Black Swan’s back, leaned his head on her shoulder:
"Whose hands were wandering just now?"
