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Chapter 41 Then we're enemies?

"You could have given me those unwanted corpses."

"There are no unwanted corpses here," Rhodes decisively rejected Aphrodite's "well-intentioned suggestion. "Even if they've lost their families, someone will want them."

"You're not talking about yourself, are you?" Aphrodite sneered upon hearing this.

Admittedly, Rod, as the caretaker of this gravesite, has kept it in a decent condition, but these things will eventually disappear along with the old graves buried by time.

Rather than letting them rot meaninglessly in the soil, she might as well use them to help her revive her mother; at the very least, she would be sincerely grateful for their contribution.

“It’s not me, but there’s someone who comes to visit them often,” Rod said, looking at her. “That person isn’t a relative either.”

"But he will sincerely pray to the Holy Light for these people, wishing that the souls of those poor souls may be freed from earthly suffering and find peace..."

Father Galen has been too busy to come to the cemetery lately because of the unusual activity in the Misty Forest, which has led to an increase in the number of wounded.

Before this, Garen would often carry a large bag of adventurer's tokens whose families he could not find, bury them, pray for them, and bring some food and supplies to help Rhodes.

"Impossible! How could anyone do something so hypocritical and meaningless?" Aphrodite questioned Rod.

Although Aphrodite had long since realized that Rhodes had no intention of deceiving her, she was unwilling to believe it from the bottom of her heart.

Besides the anger of being rejected, an indescribable jealousy and resentment surged up from the deepest part of my heart.

She thought of her deceased mother.

As a demon hated by everyone, she once loved her mother so much, but in the end, she couldn't even keep her mother's body.

During countless nights of hiding and fleeing, she didn't even have a place to pay respects to her mother. She could only clutch the old necklace her mother had left behind and secretly shed tears.

On what grounds?

Why should the rotten bones in this cemetery, whose names can't even be recorded, receive such treatment?

She is clearly a descendant of clergy, so why should she be treated like this?

Just because she's not a pure human being?

"Why do you think that?" Rhodes looked at Aphrodite, who had lost her composure, with a puzzled expression. "Don't you want anyone?"

Alina, who was standing to the side, suddenly looked at Rhodes in astonishment, who was always making outrageous statements.

"Heh, heh heh... Hahaha!"

Upon hearing Rod's words, Aphrodite suddenly burst into uncontrollable laughter.

"Me? Nobody wants me?" She laughed until tears streamed down her face, as if she'd heard something incredibly funny. "Are you serious?"

"Are you talking about me?" Aphrodite pointed at herself, looking at Rhodes with a smile, and asked, "Why would you think that?"

"Yes," Rhodes nodded firmly, "Only someone who's never been genuinely treated would think that way, right?"

It is precisely because it has happened before...

Rhodes may not have meant any harm, but his words really stung Aphrodite, causing her expression to turn completely cold.

She could no longer be bothered to maintain that obedient and ingratiating demeanor that she had put on for the sake of the corpse, and the last trace of fake smile on her face vanished completely.

Her white hair moved without wind, constantly brushing against her pale, almost transparent neck.

The allure of those scarlet eyes was gone, replaced only by surging ferocity and morbid madness.

Beneath the wide hem of the black robe, a long, heart-shaped tail flicked impatiently, its slight curve resembling a dangerous snake's shadow lurking in the bright moonlight.

The black robe on his back then ripped open with a "rip" sound, revealing two neat slits. His bat-like thin wings unfurled, as if they had been bound for too long. With just a slight flap, they caused the surrounding weeds to rustle.

"Holy Light, you just said you have a friend who believes in the Holy Light, right?" Aphrodite gave Rhodes a bright smile, but the feeling it gave was as cold as the desolate cemetery.

"Then we're enemies."

The more beautiful and captivating her smile, the more eerie the sight of the grass at her feet rapidly turning yellow and withering became.

"Since you care so much about those corpses, afraid I'll desecrate them..." Aphrodite gently stroked her small wand, then waved it at Rhodes, "Then you can take their place!"

[Life's Drawing]

The absorbed power gathered at the tip of the wand, then suddenly erupted into a thick, dark red energy that surged toward Rhodes like a living blood mist.

[Magic Blast]

Wherever the dark red energy passed, the grass on the ground turned yellow and even the hard bluestone tiles were corroded into a dense network of pits. The pit walls were covered with wriggling dark red filaments that made a sizzling burning sound.

Just as that seemingly terrifying force was about to hit Rhode, Alina suddenly grabbed him and dodged the attack.

The half-elf's perception, far surpassing that of humans, allowed her to anticipate the attack trajectory the instant Aphrodite's magical energy fluctuated, and she grabbed Rhodes and turned to run away.

Although Rhodes had cleared the cemetery once, there were still many broken walls and ruins standing crookedly, and waist-high weeds growing wildly everywhere, which could provide them with a short period of hiding to escape the pursuit.

Moreover, Alina knew very well that it was not difficult to avoid spells like Aphrodite's, which had a simple attack path.

Aphrodite's feet were slightly off the ground as she watched the two figures flee in a disheveled state. Instead of being anxious, she chuckled softly.

"Heh, run away, I'd like to see where you can run to!"

The laughter grew louder and more manic.

She was well aware of the price of recklessly unleashing demonic power. With such a strong aura, the pursuing Papal knights would pounce on her like hounds smelling blood, finding her trail once again.

The consequence of overdrawing her magic power is that she will be extremely weak for the next three days.

But so what?

Watching the two flee in panic, a sense of utter satisfaction washed over him.

Nothing is more important than tearing these two people to pieces at this moment!

Those two scoundrels deserve to die!

"Run? Now you know to run?"

Aphrodite slowly chased after him, flapping her bat wings. She casually swept her wand around, instantly draining all the moisture from the vegetation along the way, leaving it withered and cracked, its life force drained and transformed into dangerous magic.

"A half-elf!" Her voice was full of sarcasm, drifting back from afar. "Weren't you quite so capable when you were pointing arrows at me at the cemetery entrance?"

"Why are you just running away with your tail between your legs now? Where's your arrow? Pull it out and shoot me!"

"And you, gravedigger."

When Rod was mentioned, Aphrodite gritted her teeth.

"You lunatic with your brain stuffed with grave dust! Even a brainless skull is smarter than you!"