She displayed a faster and more agile movement than usual zombies when discovering humans. It was a big problem. Suppressing the pain from his wounds, Ashton, in a hurry, once again fended off Siena’s attack. Red eyes met red eyes, and sparks flew.
“Such kindness. Escort from a knight. Sherry must be pleased.”
“Huk.”
In fear, Sherry, whom Ashton had pushed aside, saw a holy water bottle rolling. Crawling due to the shock, she picked it up after regaining her senses.
“I told you to run! This is an order! You’re just an easy prey in front of that zombie!”
Sherry, dragging her aching legs, barely ran towards the stairs. Siena didn’t bother to catch her anymore. Instead, she relentlessly attacked Ashton.
“Swish. Swish. Swish.”
Siena swung her elongated claws like a memorized pattern. Trained as an assassin since birth, she relentlessly pressed Ashton, leaving no room for hesitation.
Ashton focused all his attention to block her attacks, aiming for vulnerable areas with his light and agile body, Siena tried to exploit every opportunity to slash him.
‘Excessively fast, and each attack carries substantial force compared to the speed.’
Her attack pattern was completely different from typical zombies. While ordinary zombies would charge with their mouths wide open, Siena, who had undergone rigorous training, overwhelmed Ashton.
On the corridor, the two engaged in a deadly dance, where any misstep could lead to a lethal duel.
Ashton also countered without yielding. Since reading the attacks by targeting the head alone was difficult, he tried to disable her movements by stabbing her legs.
By a hair’s breadth, Siena avoided Ashton’s attack. Her hem fluttered as the claws missed, leaving a large scar on her leg. Black blood oozed down her white stocking.
“I’ll retract the statement about having a knightly demeanor, Your Highness. How rude. Trying to see a lady’s bare leg. Your tastes are quite unpleasant.”
“Shut up. You monster wearing the guise of Siena Evergreen.”
Strangely, Siena momentarily flinched at Ashton’s words.
Breathing heavily, Ashton infused the sword with energy.
He didn’t want to damage Elizabeth’s mansion, but dealing with Siena left him no choice. The zombie in front of him was a monster that needed to be attacked with all his might, even if it meant tolerating such things.
“I have no knight to protect me like you say, Your Highness.”
“…Too bad.”
The words melted into the air like dust. Ashton didn’t want this. Someone, please help me.
‘Is it an auditory hallucination?’
As Siena, with her glowing red eyes, approached the prey directly, Ashton couldn’t entertain such thoughts anymore.
Despite shooting the sword like a crescent moon, Siena skillfully dodged it. With her mouth wide open, exposing sharp teeth, it seemed like Siena was trying to cut off Ashton’s breath.
“Father wishes for your death. I have to kill you.”
“Stop talking nonsense.”
“By the way, it’s strange… If you’re a saint, why doesn’t God appear? That rat-like god. He would want to protect the apostle he chose, right? Yet, he doesn’t appear. Moreover, you’re not using any attacks with divine power.”
“I simply don’t want to use it against something like you.”
“How long do you think you can afford to be complacent, Your Highness?”
A suffocating confrontation unfolded. While both were making every effort to kill each other, sounds of bubbling came from the direction of the stairs.
“Astern!”
Leading the charge with gasping breath was Elizabeth Kitten.
As soon as she saw Elizabeth, Siena kicked Ashton aside and changed her target, rushing towards her.
It was chaotic.
My mind flew away from the moment Sherry, with tears and a runny nose, rolled down the stairs.
“Second Prince, Your Highness, huk, is in danger. Siena…”
There was no need to hear more.
When I came to my senses, I was climbing the stairs with fully loaded dual pistols. Behind me were Ruth, Benedict, and Mihael. Even Nadia, who had somehow joined us, was wearing brass knuckles.
“Duke, it’s dangerous. I’ll cover you with a defense shield, but being at the forefront in close combat is the most perilous…”
Sharp words flowed from Mihael’s mouth.
“Put away that talk.”
“…Duke.”
“If Astern is being overpowered by Siena, dealing with her seems to be my responsibility.”
Even though Zero hadn’t arrived yet, and I had only unlocked the sacred power as a saint, not yet having learned how to use it.
I had a gut feeling that I needed to step forward to fight against Siena.
As I reached the last step.
“Ast…”
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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