Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 93 The Lamb Slaughtered

The evil god Bazatos's glance did not disappear, and even after Rowena left for a long time, Ethan still couldn't figure out what this skill was used for.

But compared to Bazatos's glance, he felt that Teacher Mao Mao's gaze was more unsettling.

They were still in an open space in the wilderness. Ever since Winter rushed over from Lao Sen's Magic Technology Store upon hearing the news, he had been looking at him with an inquiring look. Perhaps because of the aftereffects of being a cat, when Winter fell into deep thought in human form, he would occasionally tilt his neck and open his eyes wide.

Ethan got goosebumps from being stared at, and had to ask, "Uh, is there something wrong with me?"

Winter suddenly put his hands together, lowered his eyes and prayed, saying, "May God's grace be upon everyone."

She was obviously an unqualified believer. Not only did her tone lack any reverence, her expression was also not pious. After saying this in a stick-reading tone, Winter raised the corners of her mouth, revealing the witch's signature playful smile.

This is a standard atheist. Under the persecution of the Holy See, his position inevitably slid towards neutrality and evil!
Seeing Ethan frozen in place, Winter smiled contentedly. She said that on purpose because she thought Ethan's expression just now was funny.

According to her observation, her student and boyfriend, apart from seeming to be very interested in her feet, was generally quite serious, and would show a very interesting expression every time she teased him.

Just as it is the nature of many people to like teasing cats, she enjoyed teasing Ethan.

However, there seemed to be a subtle difference between Ethan's elemental upgrade and the theory she proposed. The sacred feeling that could not be described in words was not a disguise. Winter felt that as long as Ethan stood in the square of the Imperial Cathedral, bathed himself in the golden light and raised his arms and shouted, claiming that he was the righteous god incarnate, he would suddenly have many followers.

Winter has always had a strong desire to learn about unknown elemental knowledge. She became more and more interested in Ethan and couldn't wait to study him more deeply.

Her gaze swept across the heavy winter clothes that were in the way, and a hint of displeasure flashed across her eyes - her only dissatisfaction with Ethan was his clothing. He wrapped himself up like a dumpling, bloated and a bit rustic. Although winter was coming, Ethan was quite accomplished in the field of ice elements, so he should not be afraid of the cold.

"Teacher, what do you think?"

Ethan noticed that Winter was looking at her in an increasingly strange way, and she shuddered.

He called Teacher Maomao to the wilderness outside of Ximu Town late at night to discuss the flesh giant and the rift. The sudden appearance of the mysterious skill made him realize that he was involved in a deeper conspiracy.

The knowledgeable teacher Maomao may know a thing or two about this matter.

"Your judgment is correct. The rift was indeed man-made. It disappeared because there were not enough souls here to sustain the rift."

Winter expressed his own judgment. "The maintenance of the contaminated area requires souls as fuel. This is why the followers of Bazatos are keen on sacrifice. If you want to tear a rift in the real plane artificially, you need to burn your own magic power as a supply... With my current magic reserve, the rift can last for about half an hour."

As expected, he is the knowledgeable cat teacher!

In comparison, Rowena, who was traveling with her, was far behind. As the first eyewitness at the scene, she knew nothing and hadn't even seen the shadow of the spellcaster.

"But if you want to know more about Buzatos, I do know of a place."

"...You don't mean to encourage me to read the banned books?"

The instigative tone gave Ethan a bad feeling. Maomao also had the characteristics of a bad teacher. She always seemed to like teaching students to do bad things.

According to the laws of the Empire, any book related to the evil god is called a cult book. Anyone who reads such a book, regardless of whether they learn the spells in it, will be regarded as a believer of the evil god and can receive a barbecue meal in any major city. "A life without a sneak peek at a banned book is incomplete. You can examine it with a critical eye."

Winter said, "My opinion has always been that if you want to deal with an enemy, you must first understand your enemy. Only by being familiar with their spells and combat methods can you better take various preventive measures. For example, the one who summoned the flesh giant should be a wizard who is proficient in the 'summoning' school."

"Okay." Ethan felt that what Teacher Mao Mao said made sense and took a deep breath. "What preparations do we need to make before that?"

"No, you just need to follow me."

……

Winter put on her out-of-season light cloak and her iconic vortex mask again. The place they visited was still Hearth Bay. The two completed the teleportation magic. She led Ethan to stroll along the beach of the Black Sea for a long distance, until the outline of the town was almost invisible, and then a lonely wooden house came into view.

There were torches lit in front of the wooden house, and it sounded very lively inside.

There was a blood-red sign hanging on it.

The Lamb Slaughtered.

There seemed to be blood seeping into the sign, leaving several dark red marks on the wooden sign.

Ethan had been to Hearth Bay so many times, but this was the first time he knew there was a tavern here.

When Winter pushed open the door, all eyes in the tavern were focused on her almost at the same time. Her tall figure and crystal high heels with an aristocratic temperament should have made the atmosphere even more lively. However, when these patrons who looked like tough characters saw the vortex mask and the red pupils, they immediately looked away in panic.

Only one drunkard whistled at an inappropriate time.

But he was quickly stopped - the sturdy man sitting opposite the drunk suddenly jumped up, picked up a wine glass filled with unknown dark red color, and smashed it on the drunk's head. Broken glass splattered everywhere. The drunk, who had lost consciousness, lay on the table, blood flowing down the wound, and slowly fainted on the table.

Ethan followed behind Winter. She walked towards the waiter behind the bar without looking away. "Two people, dine in."

The waiter was much calmer. He stared at Ethan for a long time, "New here?"

“Very talented young man.”

"Really? But rules are rules."

The waiter was wiping the plates calmly. He also worked as a bartender, but the bottles and jars were filled with unknown liquids. Ethan even saw floating eyeballs in an open barrel behind the waiter. He didn't know what kind of creature it was.

He asked Ethan, "How many people have you killed?"

For a moment, the tavern was silent.

All the drinkers held their breath and secretly turned their eyes here, waiting for an answer.

(End of this chapter)