Arthur and Chu Yun ate around the fire.
The slender thief sat silently nearby, quietly roasting a meat skewer.
Once the meat was done, he took a soft bread and made a sandwich.
"Captain Arthur, I'll deliver food to Lina and Elena."
"Go ahead."
The thief carried the food to the luxury carriage.
Opening the door, he smelled a strong scent inside.
Lina and Elena lay inside, rolling their eyes.
"Elena, do you want dinner?" the thief whispered.
Hearing him, Elena slowly sat up.
"Bring it here." she said tiredly.
Though she absorbed energy, Elena's consumption was high.
The blanket beside her was soaked like it had been underwater.
Elena accepted the meat sandwich in small bites.
To the thief, Elena was always the purest woman.
Many nobles, including handsome young men, had sought her.
Elena rejected them all, never giving her hand to any man.
She had remained chaste.
"Elena, why did you talk deeply with Knight Master?" the thief asked.
"To gain energy and advance."
"Look, she gained so much energy and Magic Power. Now she's a Seventh Level Priest. Why do you think that is?"
Elena smiled at him.
Her sexy wedding dress was stained, especially the suspender stockings on her legs.
Elena's delicate hand gently stroked her slightly swollen belly, her expression happy.
"You're a Seventh Level Priest, meaning you can use advanced healing spells!"
The thief looked at Elena in surprise.
The gap between Seventh and Sixth Level Priest was huge, bigger than between First and Sixth Level.
"Exactly. With advanced healing, when we do missions in Demonic Territory, as long as you have breath, I can save you."
"And the toxic miasma in Demonic Territory can be fully resisted by high-level priests."
Elena smiled.
"Great! Elena, you're truly still so pure!"
The thief's face lit up.
In his eyes, there was still hope between them.
After all, Knight Master wouldn't risk going to Demonic Territory with their Mercenary Group.
But as the thief left, he did not see Elena's mocking eye-roll and disdainful expression.
"After gaining Knight Master's energy, who else matters?"
Elena said, rolling her eyes beautifully.
She knew the thief liked her, but now she cared for no man but Chu Yun.
To her, anyone besides Knight Master was trash.
Northern Canglan Kingdom, minor noble territory.
The city streets were full of refugees and beggars.
A minister under the queen had set up soup kitchens.
Countless refugees queued for food relief.
"Minister, your timing is perfect. Without grain for relief, all our fortunes would be lost!"
A nobleman in splendid robes said.
"All thanks to the queen's kindness. To prevent starvation, she emptied half the treasury on feeding you."
The minister shouted.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Some refugees praised the Evil Queen after eating hot porridge and black bread.
"She's not so bad. Which villain would care for us refugees?"
"Surely her enemies spread lies about her. We should praise her more!"
The minister smiled, pleased with the refugees' praise.
"Record all this. Report it to the queen when we return to Royal City!"
The minister ordered his clerks.
"Yes!"
Then the nobleman approached the minister.
"This place is filthy. While providing relief, why not stay at my estate? I recently married several concubines."
He smiled lightly.
"Good, your intentions are appreciated. Let's go."
The minister left in the nobleman's luxurious carriage.
Canglan Kingdom, Royal Palace.
The Evil Queen sat on her throne.
Since Chu Yun left, no one massaged or cared for her.
Her temper grew increasingly volatile.
Many palace guards' corpses were carried out daily.
The queen was reviewing intelligence from ministers.
With Chu Yun's Mana Recovery Potions, the royal family's gold income skyrocketed.
The queen sent trusted ministers north to govern refugees.
The refugees received hot porridge and black bread daily.
Satisfied and fed, they stabilized, no longer causing trouble or heeding Heretic influence.
The queen's relief efforts softened her evil reputation somewhat.
At least those fed praised her.
This pleased the queen greatly.
Just as she prepared dinner, the queen's body suddenly changed.
Her bewitching face aged visibly; her figure shrank and shriveled.
Her golden hair instantly turned white.
The transformation brought great pain, but she forced herself to the basement.
"Your Majesty!"
Guards nearby tried to help but were burned to death by the queen's flames.
Along the way, she killed many who saw her ghostly appearance.
In the basement, she hurried to the Magic Mirror.
"Hurry! Bring the prepared slaves!"
Several purple-haired witches in the basement knew the curse was acting again.
They quickly brought thin, bony slaves.
"Magic Mirror, help suppress the curse!"
The queen sacrificed the slaves' life force to the mirror.
The Magic Mirror emitted black light, enveloping the queen.
Her shriveled body soon became full and vigorous again.
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