Chapter 191: Chapter 191: Saintess'' Light (II)
[Song Rmendation: Isabe''s Luby - Promised Wondend''s OST.]
"S-Saintess?!" Aria''s eyes widened before she shook her head vehemently. "No, that''s not possible! That crippled bitch is a whore''s daughter! She''s supposed to stay as a whore''s daughter for the rest of her life!"
Saintess Swan only had a mysterious smile and replied, "Humans are surely funny. Yourte father is rotting in hell for kidnapping the incarnation of the Goddess your country worshiped. He raped her and forced her to give birth until she died, only for him to neglect his own daughter."
"Then, your parents painted the poor incarnation of the Goddess as a whore that seduced the king from a brothel and gave birth to a filthy daughter," Swan added before dropping Aria''s severed arm to the ground.
"N-no, t-this can''t be. My father is thete King Tyrion. He is the Best King that Holy Achate ever has! He brings prosperity to the Kingdom!" Aria yelled. She disliked her mother because her mother was ipetent and weak. All she did was look pretty, and seeing how Holy Achate descended into poverty under the Queen''s rule, Aria knew that her mother wouldn''t be able to maintain her position for long.
But her father was different.
He was smart, strong, and a great military general.
He knew how to stabilize a country, and to get worshiped.
Under his rule, the economy prospered, and the Holy Achate won many wars. There was an abundance of harvest every year, to the point that their kingdom was considered one of the richest kingdoms on the continent.
Aria idolized her father so much that her brain refused to believe what this bitch had said.
Aria gritted her teeth.
She drew more power from the emerald ne Madam Harsetti had given her and fired concentrated lightning from the tip of her finger.
She kept attacking Swan nonstop and grew frustrated as none of her attacks worked, "Just die! Just die you filthy crippled witch!"
Swan didn''t bat an eye at all the attacks Aria sent to her, as none of them even grazed her. She sighed, "Truly, the sin in your family runs so deep. Had it not been for her kindness, everyone in Holy Achate would have died in just a night."
"H-her kindness?"
"Swan''s kindness," Swan replied as if she was talking about the other Swan. "She could''ve prayed for the downfall of the Holy Achate. She could''ve prayed for a gue that could wipe out every one or prayed for an earthquake to swallow Holy Achate and all humans living in it. But she never did any of that. It is expected from the daughter of a Goddess, but don''t you think it''s tragic for her? All of you have been bullying her until her leg got
deformed, after all."
"Why would I pity a whore''s daughter? She should be grateful that my mother let
her live inside the pce!" Aria yelled.
"And you should be grateful that
Swan didn''t pray for your death when you hurt her just now," Swan replied. "Do you know what my pitiful other self is doing right now? She is crying inside, weeping over the deaths of many children you used as sacrifice. She''s not upset because you hurt her, she is upset because you killed those innocent children just to be a lowly witch."
"And she wants justice, Aria of Holy Achate. I, Saintess Swan-as her other half- born from her love, sorrow, and determination, shall enact justice on her name," Saintess added. She still had the same gentle smile, but Aria had never been this frightened.
"S-stop trying to scare me, you bitch. You are not the Goddess'' daughter, you''re just a witch who''s using her body!" Aria yelled, but it was more of a denial because she didn''t want to believe that Swan-the cripple girl she had bullied since they were kids, actually had a much higher position than her.
If the church and everyone in Holy Achate found out that the Saintess had appeared, she would be crowned as a Queen immediately, and her descendants would be the new de-facto Kings and Queens of Holy Achate until the new Saintess was born.
Meanwhile, Aria and Anastasia? They would be kicked out of Holy Achate, forced to fend for themselves, or get executed depending on Swan''s whim. Aria doubted that Swan would pity her after everything that she had done, so it was better to kill this bitch as soon as possible to cement her position!
Aria clenched the emerald pendant on her neck and chanted while ring at Swan, "Oh, Great Witch Harsetti, lend me your power to kill this woman! My wrath is immeasurable, and my desire for revenge will never be quenched until I see her die!"
The emerald ne began to glow and Aria''s body was surrounded with an ominous dark green aura. She was drawing as much power as she could from the ne to make sure herst attack would be strong enough to break through whatever mysterious barrier Swan had and kill her instantly.
However, Saintess Swan simply raised her brow in amusement and flew towards Aria. She floated right in front of Aria while ignoring the dark green aura around Aria''s body.
Swan stretched her hand to reach the ne that Aria wore, which should be impossible to do for a regr person because the ne only epted one master after being worn.
However, Swan was unaffected andmented, "So, you are Harsetti''s new disciple, hm? Very interesting. I didn''t expect Harsetti would give her book to a mouthy little girl like you."
"Y-you-! Let go!" Aria yelled. She was scared that Swan would rip the ne out, but all Swan did was check the emerald pendant. "T-this ne was given by Madam Harsetti herself! You will suffer from her wrath!"
Swan lifted her head and smiled towards Aria, "Little witch, did Harsetti tell you about the rtionship between her and Goddess Asmara? The brighter the light, the darker the shadow. Harsetti is strong because the Goddess'' daughter has graced thend."
"But you should know one thing-" Swan gripped the pendant, and pulled it until the ne snapped from Aria''s neck. "-Harsetti is a mere shadow. She will never beat the light graced by Goddess Asmara herself."