Escaping Corruption: I’m Not the Dragon King’s Little Darling Wife! v2c46

46. Light Above

Five minutes earlier, on the other side of the battlefield.

In front of Richard and the humans, Agnes ate the black flower.

At the same time, various fragments of her past appeared in her mind.

—She had long suspected that Bishop Lei was the Goddess of Light, and that the Goddess of Light had fallen.

To prove her theory, she had been watching Bishop Lei at every moment.

After confirming that she was the Goddess of Light, Agnes carefully took out a gem-shaped, high-level Light Treasure and hid it in a narrow space inside the Goddess of Light statue in the church she had meticulously built.

At the same time, to study how to purify the fallen Light, she placed the “Creation of Light” that the Goddess of Light had once given her, that black flower, inside with it, hoping that the light brought by Bishop Lei’s prayers could purify the darkness.

But not long after, when Agnes found the Creation of Light and the treasure, she discovered that the two had miraculously fused, becoming an even fuller black flower… and it was even continuing to absorb the fallen Light power.

She couldn’t imagine how much miasma and magic power the Goddess of Light could expel with each prayer.

And so, Agnes obtained the evidence that the Goddess of Light was troubled by demonification.

Her clone would pray for long periods every day to resist the demonification.

Only then did Agnes decide to “help” the Goddess of Light.

But after the Four Realms meeting, she dismissed the idea.

The Dragon King and the Dragon Queen were more in love than she had imagined.

Perhaps helping Lei escape demonification was just forcefully driving a wedge between a loving couple.

—Yes, the Goddess of Light had fallen.

It took the Saintess a considerable amount of time to accept this truth.

Until she discovered that the product of the fusion of the Creation of Light and the treasure, the black flower, was still continuously absorbing miasma and magic power, finally becoming a black flower comparable to a world-class abomination. Within it was the vast magic power of the fallen Goddess of Light—the magic power of the Dragon King and the “Light” of the fallen Goddess.

After the Four Realms meeting, the first time she touched this flower, Agnes felt that her mind would be instantly annihilated. But she still chose to store the black flower in its original place.

And now, while talking with Lei… the Goddess of Light, she, after much thought, took this tainted flower and carried it with her.

And then, she coincidentally encountered this accident.

—What should I do?

The Saintess was confident in her own strength, but she also knew that she was no match for the Shadow of God.

She didn’t want the Goddess of Light’s clone, Bishop Lei, to disappear.

Perhaps, instead of her own meager strength, it would be better to call for reinforcements…

Seeing Bishop Paris, Agnes’s hesitant heart finally calmed down.

The Saintess chose to support Reina without looking back.

But what was the use of that?

When she encountered Richard and a group of Holy Knights, those humans who had been “cursed” by an unknown power.

To help the Goddess of Light, she had to kill them.

She had to kill Richard.

She had wanted to kill Richard for a long time. Her past experiences were like a malevolent spirit strangling her, urging her to kill Richard. But thinking of killing him with her own hands, the human part of Agnes still restrained her.

Was this something a Saintess could do?

…Protecting humanity, wasn’t that my goal and ideal?

Just then, she remembered the Goddess of Light’s words.

“Follow your heart.”

“That way of life is the most suitable for you.”

She remembered the black flower she carried with her.

Follow her heart?

Was my goal really for humanity?

Or was it for this person before her, who looked like her brother, Richard?

“…”

The answer was obvious.

Before she ate the flower, Richard, as if noticing something, rushed forward anxiously, but was repelled by a powerful light attribute magic and crashed into the wall behind him.

Suddenly, Agnes straightened her chest and opened her eyes. She could clearly feel the dark flower melting into fine magic power in her throat.

She actually felt that this dark power was particularly delicious, even making her want more.

Agnes knew that there was no turning back after eating this.

Based on her observation of human demonification, she now had only two paths.

One was to become a mindless monster. The second was to gain the identity of a demon and become a traitor to humanity. And in fact, she was indeed undergoing such a change. At this moment, the melted dark flower had completely integrated into her body. That itching yet unforgettable feeling seemed to extend countless small tentacles, gradually eroding every corner of her body. Instantly, Agnes felt that every cell in her body was melting.

And just then, miasma enveloped her entire body. No one outside could see what was happening to the Saintess, only feeling that she was being wrapped in a black cocoon, which was pulsing like a heartbeat with flashes of purple light.

This flower, a fusion of Reina and Calysia, had taken effect.

After the melting, hungry, and scorching sensation subsided, it was followed by an itch. Her body was gradually growing, in a strange posture. She couldn’t understand this change, but she could feel the choice she had made with every cell in her body.

“Damn it, what the hell are you turning into?”

Richard looked at the cocoon before him, breaking out in a cold sweat.

After being killed by Reina, he was revived by the man in the suit not long after.

At that time, he had many other revived humans as companions, but as an important pawn, he had retained his memories and personality and was given an important mission.

Richard, after being revived, received the task from Fred to arrest the Saintess and kill her.

Logically, he had already killed his dear sister and sent her to the man in the suit to be revived and transformed into a new puppet. He could use her to threaten the Goddess of Light and get his revenge.

This way, the man in the suit could guarantee his wealth and prosperity.

He could develop his own undead army among humans and hide within the God Slaying Society, dismantling them from within.

But what was happening now?

The Saintess had swallowed a dark creation and was gradually… transforming into a demon?

Suddenly, a black flame burned away the outer shell of the cocoon, and everyone saw that the sleeping girl’s body was suspended in the air by countless shimmering purple threads, like a flower about to bloom. The Saintess in the center of the cocoon opened her inhuman eyes. Her golden, holy pupils had become the vertical eyes of a dragon, and a pair of small, light blue dragon horns grew from both sides of her forehead, full of demonic charm.

Agnes, once known as the “Saintess,” fell from the cocoon. She first looked at her reshaped body and nodded in satisfaction.

In the past, several Saintesses had, through some means, inherited a part of the Goddess’s power and become her proxy. And now, Agnes had also achieved this.

However, the current Goddess of Light had already fallen.

Then…

I might as well fall with her.

“What am I turning into… you should be asking yourself that, Mr. Richard, who was once my dear brother~”

—So, my wish was to follow in that great one’s footsteps.

The Saintess tilted her head and prayed piously:

“Light above~”