Chapter 76: Didn’t You Say the Curse Could Be Lifted?

The method for taking the Holy Spirit Potion wasn’t complicated; you just had to drink it.

Therefore, after receiving the potion, Eileen didn’t hesitate. She opened it and drank it down in one go. It tasted sweet upon entering her mouth. After swallowing, a cool sensation spread from her stomach through her limbs and bones, making her entire body feel exceptionally refreshed.

But as this coolness appeared, a certain power dormant within her seemed to sense an impending crisis of extinction. In that split second, it boiled over, and a strange force shot straight toward Eileen’s head.

“Boom!”

Eileen felt her mind grow muddled, and the whole world seemed to lose its color.

In this world, the only remaining color was the young girl standing not far away.

“Has the curse been lifted?” Amelia looked at Eileen and asked.

Eileen didn’t answer. Instead, upon hearing that voice, she seemed drawn to it. Acting purely on instinct, she pounced in this direction. Her speed was too fast for anyone to react, and she immediately tackled the speaking girl to the ground.

“Ei… Eileen? Wha… What’s happening?”

Having suddenly been tackled, Amelia’s eyes instantly widened.

Didn’t they say a sufficiently pure Holy Spirit Potion could lift the curse afflicting Eileen? What was happening right now, then? Had Verna given her a fake?

Various thoughts flashed through Amelia’s mind, and her heart also began to panic.

Then, before she could make any response, Eileen lowered her head.

This time, Amelia had no mask to protect her. With no obstruction, Eileen made contact with her lips without any suspense.

Mm…

A moist sensation was transmitted with absolute clarity.

Amelia’s water-blue eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the pretty face so close to her own.

She had actually… actually been…

[Oh ho, I thought the curse was about to be lifted, but there’s actually a plot twist?]

[The purity of this Holy Spirit Potion must be the kind that can lift the curse, but doesn’t have a completely overwhelming effect on it. That’s why there’s a rebound.]

[Kiss, just kiss!]

[I wonder what Amelia and Eileen taste like, respectively? Well, they should know themselves now, right? Heh heh.]

[Amelia, you can’t resist. Just accept it obediently.]

[There was a popular saying before, wasn’t there? Something like, ‘If you can’t resist, then just enjoy it.’ Heh heh.]

The bullet comments were boiling over in this moment.

Amelia could no longer pay attention to the comments. Her wide eyes stared at the person on top of her, her chest heaving up and down repeatedly. She only felt that the sensations Eileen was giving her were utterly impossible to resist.

But…

But why, when Eileen treated her like this, did a feeling that wasn’t entirely bad arise from the bottom of her heart?

Why…

Why did she have this strange feeling?

Just as Amelia was a bit dazed, Eileen suddenly fainted, collapsing right on top of her.

Seeing this, Amelia snapped back to her senses. She quickly propped herself up and supported Eileen’s soft body: “Eileen, Eileen, are you alright, Eileen?”

Under Amelia’s calls, Eileen, who had just fainted, slowly opened her eyes again.

“What happened to me…” Eileen held her head with one hand and looked around somewhat confused.

“Eileen, you just fainted. Are you…”

Seeing Eileen awake, Amelia’s heart tightened.

She didn’t know if Eileen’s curse had been lifted, but right now she was supporting Eileen, so she couldn’t just pull away even if she wanted to.

“I actually fainted?” Eileen rubbed her brow and gradually came to an understanding. “I see now. The Holy Spirit Potion provoked the curse’s final resistance. The two forces clashed, and the resulting power caused me to lose consciousness. But the curse should have been lifted.”

“It’s really lifted?” Amelia asked cautiously.

“Yes, it’s lifted. At this moment, I no longer have any wicked thoughts toward Miss Lily.” Feeling her own physical condition, a joyful expression appeared on Eileen’s face.

Hearing this, Amelia let out a sigh of relief. It was good that the curse was lifted.

But it seemed Eileen didn’t remember what had just happened. This made Amelia hesitate for a moment, and she ultimately didn’t mention the previous event.

If she just kept quiet, could she pretend that kind of thing never happened?

Thinking this, Amelia couldn’t help but recall the warm, soft feeling and the sweetness of Eileen’s lips. She unconsciously touched her own lips.

That feeling… why did that feeling make her want to try it again?

Recalling the sensations from before, Amelia felt as if she had awakened some strange attribute within herself. To make herself believe nothing had happened seemed… seemed quite difficult.

“Miss Lily,” Eileen looked seriously at Amelia and said, “Since the curse within me has been dispelled, I hope to return to Miss Lily’s bedroom to sleep together again. This way, I can better protect Miss Lily.”

“Sleep together? This… This… Alright.”

Amelia thought for a moment and agreed.

Although she felt she had become a bit strange because of the earlier incident, Eileen had always slept with her when there was no curse. If she refused now, it would actually seem odd, wouldn’t it?

‘Anyway, I’ll just let this matter pass for now.’

Amelia secretly thought this, then said: “Eileen, I’ll go back to finish my dinner first.”

“Miss Lily, let me heat it up for you.”

“No, no need. Verna didn’t keep me for too long. I can just go back and eat directly.”

Sitting back down in the restaurant chair, Amelia enjoyed her dinner while reading the Luban Evening Post.

As she ate, the bullet comments floated before her eyes. She glanced at them—the viewers were still enthusiastically discussing the previous scene, saying things like [Already took a screenshot] and [Made it my wallpaper], which made Amelia’s cheeks flush slightly.

Honestly, couldn’t these guys be a bit more serious?

As Amelia secretly complained, the bullet comments before her eyes suddenly changed.

“This is…”

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Inside a bedroom, the lighting was soft and the decor was magnificent.

Dwight took off his coat and handed it to Mord, who hung it on the coat rack.

“Right, Mord, the Music Festival is coming up soon, isn’t it?” Dwight seemed to remember something.

When he mentioned the Music Festival, his red eyes actually brightened slightly, as if he was very interested in this event.

Mord nodded.

“Yes, Your Highness. October 3rd is the Music Festival.”

“Make preparations that day. We’ll go to Moonlight Square to watch the performances.”

“Noted… Did Your Highness make this decision because of what you said last year?”

“Haha, Mord, your memory is quite good, remembering even what I said last year. But it’s true, I am interested in the performance stage set up at Moonlight Square. Plus, last year’s newspapers gave me some coverage. It might make many people look forward to it, and I think I shouldn’t disappoint them.”

“I understand, Your Highness. I will make preparations. However… are we not taking any action against Lily Hicks?”

Mord looked at his prince.

Since Dwight had a connection with the Red Moon Society, Mord, as Dwight’s guard, naturally knew about this matter as well.

Neither of them were members of the Red Moon Society; they just had some private dealings with it. The fact that the Red Moon Society’s members in Bild City had been completely wiped out had a significant impact on them.

“Let’s get through the Music Festival first. After the festival, we’ll deal with that person. If she truly had something to do with the Red Moon Society’s destruction… then, we’ll use the most brutal methods to meet her end in death.” A cruel glint flashed in Dwight’s eyes.

Ever since establishing a cooperative relationship with the Red Moon Society, he had learned quite a few brutal killing methods from them. It would be a shame not to have a chance to demonstrate them.

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32 Red Maple District.

In front of the dining table.

Amelia looked at the bullet comments and quickly understood the situation.

If she wasn’t mistaken, the scene the viewers had just seen had shifted to Dwight’s side.

Looking at the numerous bullet comments, Amelia quickly pieced together the information exchanged between Dwight and Mord.

‘A stage performance at Moonlight Square? This is useful news, but… how can I act so that the viewers won’t find it strange that I know about this?’

After thinking for a moment, Amelia had an idea.

“Eileen.”

“Yes, Miss Lily, what are your orders?”

“Go collect some newspapers from this year and last year. I want to see if they have any information about Dwight. As the Third Prince, many newspapers have probably published articles about him. Understanding this person through the papers will help me deal with him next.”

“I understand, Miss Lily.”

“Thank you for your trouble.”

After sending Eileen on this errand, a smile appeared on Amelia’s face.

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Time quickly reached September 30th.

As this time arrived, the temperature in Bild City seemed to drop a few more degrees. Even those ladies and young misses who stubbornly wore short sleeves or even tank tops last month were forced to change into long sleeves.

In the past several days, Verna had been trying to ascertain Dwight’s fixed route of movement, aiming to find a chance to ambush him. But this task was not easy to carry out since it required covert investigation. Moreover, Dwight didn’t seem to have any fixed routine. After several days, Verna had found nothing.

This afternoon, Verna came to visit Amelia again.

“I never paid such close attention to Dwight before. I didn’t expect him to be such an unpredictable person. I can’t figure out his next move at all.”

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Verna complained somewhat.

She had previously focused more on the First Prince Vincent and the Second Prince Bennett, who had the highest popular support.

Seeing Verna’s troubled expression, Amelia couldn’t help but smile.

“Don’t be impatient.”

“Amelia, you were the one who said we should deal with Dwight as soon as possible. Why do you look more relaxed than me?”

“I’m not very relaxed either. I’m also thinking of various methods.”

“Is that so? But when you’re chatting with me, you even have the leisure to read a newspaper. Is that the Starlight Noon News?”

Verna glanced at the newspaper in Amelia’s hand.

Amelia nodded: “It is indeed the Starlight Noon News. Among all the newspapers, the Starlight Noon News has the most coverage of artistic matters.”

“Are you interested in art?”

“Not really. It’s mainly because the Music Festival is coming up, isn’t it?”

“The Music Festival on October 3rd? It is indeed approaching. You pay attention to the Music Festival?”

“I just think Dwight is very likely to pay attention to music. Take a look at this.”

As she spoke, Amelia handed a newspaper over to Verna.

Verna curiously took the Starlight Noon News. After looking at it, she felt something was off. She frowned slightly and examined it more carefully, finally realizing what was wrong.

The date on the Starlight Noon News clearly read: Heavenly Calendar Year 719, October 4th.

This was clearly a newspaper from a year ago!

“Amelia, why did you dig out a newspaper from a year ago?” Verna was greatly surprised.

“Look closely at the content on it,” Amelia said with a smile.

Hearing this, Verna started reading again.

Soon, she found the information that caught her attention, because the name Dwight appeared in it.

It was something said by a piano artist named Drew. He publicly stated that his music stage at Moonlight Square had been exceptionally brilliant, even earning praise from His Highness the Third Prince, Dwight.

“His Highness said that next year, if I make the music stage splendid enough, he might even make an appearance.”

The Music Festival was on October 3rd. This report from last year was dated October 4th.

After reading this line, Verna couldn’t help but look at Amelia: “Do you think Dwight will go to Moonlight Square during this year’s Music Festival? But just based on this report, it’s hard to be certain, isn’t it?”

She felt that even if Dwight had said such a thing, it was just polite talk. People of status often said similar polite things.

After all, Dwight hadn’t said he would definitely attend; he only said he might. ‘Might’ was almost equivalent to ‘won’t.’

Amelia smiled and said: “What if my people also found out relevant news, confirming that Dwight really will attend the stage at Moonlight Square during this year’s Music Festival?”

“Truly?”

“Of course.”

Amelia nodded affirmatively.

Fooling Verna was relatively simple, because Verna had always assumed she controlled considerable power. She could just say that her subordinates had investigated and found this information. That would be sufficient.

As for the viewers, it was a bit more troublesome.

In order to make the viewers think she should legitimately know this, she had found an excuse to have Eileen dig up a large number of newspapers from this year and last year. She then actively browsed the papers, pretending to accidentally discover the useful information from the October 4th edition of last year’s Starlight Noon News.

[As expected of Amelia, her intuition is too sharp. She actually deduced Dwight’s next move from an obscure report in last year’s newspaper.]

[If it were me, I would never think of extensively reading old newspapers to understand an enemy. I can only say, as expected of Amelia.]

[Amelia can be said to have stumbled upon a great gain unintentionally. She just wanted to understand Dwight’s situation, and unexpectedly discovered such crucial information, thereby grasping Dwight’s plan.]

[Haha, look at Verna’s silly expression. She really believes Amelia got the accurate information from her subordinates. She can’t imagine Amelia figured it out purely by her own deduction, right?]

[Besides Eileen, what subordinates does Amelia even have? Hahaha.]

[Dwight probably never imagined that because of such an inconspicuous report, an ambush targeting him is about to be set up.]

The bullet comments the viewers sent were buzzing with discussion. They didn’t doubt Amelia, truly believing she had made the deduction based solely on that small piece of information.

This was exactly the outcome Amelia wanted to see.

Verna had already started pondering the next step: “Since Dwight will go to Moonlight Square during the Music Festival, his route should be from White Maple Academy to Moonlight Square. Then, the places where we can set an ambush…”

The entire maps of the East District and North District surfaced in Verna’s mind.

White Maple Academy was in the East District.

Moonlight Square was in the North District.

The shortest route from White Maple Academy to Moonlight Square quickly appeared in Verna’s mind. But would Dwight choose the fastest route?

“Have you decided where to set the ambush?” Amelia asked.

“The specific location will need to be checked at the time. But…” Verna smiled slightly: “The Music Festival itself is a very grand holiday in our country, and the stage performance at Moonlight Square has always been extremely famous. I believe people from the surrounding districts will all flock to Moonlight Square, causing the other areas to become relatively deserted. We’ll have plenty of time to determine the spot and set up a barrier to ambush them on the way.”

The task of setting up the barrier naturally fell to Verna herself, as a Low-Rank Apostle.

Her train of thought gradually clarified: “I don’t know how many people you’ll bring. In any case, don’t bring too many. Have your people deal with Mord. As for Dwight himself, he’s just an ordinary person and won’t pose much of a threat.”

“I understand,” Amelia nodded.

“Since we’ve confirmed the situation, then I’ll go check the environment in the areas Dwight might pass through first.” Verna stood up, somewhat impatient.

For the past few days, she had no clue how to proceed with the plan to kill Dwight. This time, she finally had a clear idea, and she couldn’t sit still for another moment.

Amelia wanted to kill Dwight to eliminate the threat, and Verna naturally also very much wanted to resolve this potential rival, Dwight.

“Then see you later, Verna,” Amelia said with a smile.

As Verna left, Amelia also began to look forward to the day of the Music Festival. She hoped her actions would go smoothly.

Thinking of this, Amelia couldn’t help but ask Eileen, who was not far away: “Eileen, when do you think you’ll be able to reach the High-Rank Apostle level?”

“High-Rank Apostle?” Eileen paused for a moment before answering: “Miss Lily, I am merely a person with ordinary talent. Perhaps I will remain stuck at the Mid-Rank Apostle level for my entire life.”

“How can that be? You have to have confidence in yourself.”

Amelia felt quite helpless hearing this. The current Eileen really lacked confidence in herself.

She looked at the bullet comments. Many viewers had already estimated the timeline for Eileen’s rank advancement. From the timeline perspective, it shouldn’t be too long before Eileen became a High-Rank Apostle.

Having a High-Rank Apostle by her side would undoubtedly increase her sense of security immensely.

So, when could she herself become a Low-Rank Apostle?

Amelia thought to herself. She was a person possessing a Divine Bloodline; theoretically, her rank advancement speed should be very fast. Perhaps the distance to becoming a Low-Rank Apostle wasn’t that far off?

Thinking this way, Amelia immediately got up and returned to her bedroom. She took out her Bard’s Bow Mindscape Diagram from the nightstand drawer and, looking at the bowstring pattern on it, began meditating.

Seeing that Amelia had gone to meditate, Eileen also went to meditate.

Although she didn’t know why Amelia placed such high hopes on her growth, since Miss Lily had such expectations, she absolutely could not let them down!