novelzi Chapter 118
Chapter 118
According to the law of cat conservation, when Principal Winona was alone at home, without a cat to keep her company, there must be a little Cat-Bird curled up in Adele’s arms, sleeping soundly.
One wondered what complicated emotions Principal Winona would have about this.
Perhaps something like... a mother watching her “daughter” stay out all night, anxious and worried, afraid that her “daughter” had chosen the wrong person and been taken advantage of by some scumbag?
But on the surface, she had to respect her “daughter’s” right to choose her friends, persuade her kindly, and try not to trigger her “daughter’s” rebelliousness.
They were friends who grew up together, how did Winona become the “mom”?
Was this an inevitable consequence of the friendship between a long-lived species and a short-lived species?
Just like humans raising a cat, a cat would be old and frail at the age of ten, would they think that humans, whose appearance didn’t change much, were some kind of immortal elves?
And in Winona and First Snow’s case, it was a Cat-Bird raising a human.
Even though Winona was now thirty years old, First Snow hadn’t even shed her childishness, still playing with her cat life like a naive little girl.
Would First Snow also feel that Winona had grown up too fast, becoming a boring and rigid adult, meow?
At this time, Winona had to take on the responsibility of raising and educating First Snow.
And in this “education,” a proper punishment system had to be introduced.
Principal Winona thought so as she looked at the mess in her alchemy lab.
The woman shook her head helplessly, extended her finger, and used magic without chanting, guiding the alchemy equipment and various potions back to their original positions.
After cleaning up, she would know what that disloyal little cat had stolen for that scumbag today.
Although Winona didn’t know Adele personally, the fact that Adele had First Snow bring her this and that after knowing her for such a short time... it was hard not to think of her as the kind of scumbag who would cheat both money and body.
But for Winona, being cheated out of money didn’t matter. That staff did have a certain sentimental value to her, but apart from that, it was just an ordinary beginner’s staff, the so-called “legacy” grade wasn’t that impressive.
As for potions, they were even less important to her. What was truly precious were the formulas and a few ancient potions with missing formulas, which were becoming increasingly rare.
But if Winona found out that First Snow had been... taken advantage of...
Winona’s gaze became as cold as a frozen lake in winter, without a trace of warmth.
Adele’s fate would probably be very miserable.
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Early the next morning, First Snow woke up early, stretching.
The cute little Cat-Bird stretched her front paws forward, raised her butt high, and her hind legs twitched. Only then did she feel like her whole body was stretched.
In yoga, this seemed to be called “Cat-Cow Pose.”
After doing her “yoga,” First Snow was still not satisfied. She extended her sharp claws, looking for something to sharpen them on.
Her gaze swept over Adele, the bed board, the desk, the chairs...
Finally, she chose Adele’s carpet!
Scratch, scratch, scratch!
Now that her claws were sharpened, two of the three most important things in a kitten’s daily life, sleeping and sharpening claws, were done.
Only the last one remained!
So she nimbly jumped to Adele’s side, who was still sleeping like a pig, and sat there quietly, thinking about how to wake Adele up and get her to refill her food bowl.
First Snow was very good at this, unlike many house cats that would run around and make noise in the middle of the night, even mercilessly stepping on their owners’ stomachs.
Have you ever experienced the fear of being crushed by a twenty-pound orange tabby...
After thinking about it, First Snow transformed into her cat-girl form, still with a childish appearance. Her long, silver hair covered her slightly budding chest, and her waistline was incredibly slender and graceful.
She knelt in front of Adele and tried to push Adele’s body with her hand.
Adele’s breathing quickened slightly in her sleep.
Seeing that it was effective, First Snow leaned closer to Adele’s face, stunned for a moment. She couldn’t help but be attracted by Adele’s beauty and wanted to get closer...
But First Snow quickly came back to her senses, blushing and shaking her head. Following her initial plan, she whispered in Adele’s ear,
“Sister, Adele... First Snow is hungry, meow.”
She was afraid of being disliked by Adele, so she never thought about stealing cat food.
Even though she could do it herself, feed herself.
But this didn’t seem to be the case with Principal Winona.
Perhaps when their relationship was very close, there were more instances of mutual offense than politeness.
Not to mention that First Snow was actually at the turning point from kittenhood to adolescence.
And at this critical juncture, Adele entered her life.
So it was natural for her to have special feelings for Adele, and these feelings made her feel restrained around Adele.
“Mmm... I am a little hungry.”
“First Snow, can you make breakfast?”
Adele mumbled in her half-asleep state, smacking her lips.
“...?”
What a reversal of roles.
The little kitten was speechless.
But what First Snow wanted to say was that she was hungry, meow...
Helplessly, she pushed Adele’s arm again.
“First Snow hungry, food, meow~”
“Sleep a little longer, just a little while...”
First Snow touched her stomach, her mouth pouting, thinking to herself, just endure it for a little longer, meow.
Then, an hour passed.
Adele finally got out of bed in a hurry.
Oh my god, oh my god! It was almost time for the meeting!
The internship task briefing was at nine o’clock, and it was now eight forty!
It usually took Adele five minutes to wash up and ten minutes to eat, so she only had five minutes left to get there.
It was an emergency.
The poor little cat-girl endured her growling stomach, but Adele ran past her without even looking back.
When she realized that she had been left alone in the room, the poor First Snow’s shoulders trembled slightly, her beautiful light blue eyes covered with a layer of mist.
“Adele... is a big meanie, meow!”
But then she saw Adele, with a piece of bread in her mouth and messy hair, obviously rushing upstairs, staring at her with a “...?” expression.
Adele thought to herself that she had even spared two minutes out of her last five minutes to refill the food bowl for this silly kitten.
And she was still called a “big meanie.”
Where could she go to reason with this?
She couldn’t speak with the bread in her mouth, so she just acted silently.
She filled First Snow’s cat bowl with cute little flowers with cat food and delicious freeze-dried treats.
Although she didn’t quite understand why First Snow was angry, considering she had brought her the very precious and important potion, Adele also opened a can of fragrant tuna and placed it under the bedroom window sill, First Snow’s designated spot for enjoying food.
Adele finally finished the piece of bread.
Eating cheap bread herself while feeding First Snow expensive canned tuna, and still being called a “big meanie,” Adele couldn’t understand.
Holy crap, Blade Waltz!
Of course, it wouldn’t be wrong to think of Wen Weiran as Fiora.
“If you take another step forward, I can’t guarantee the integrity of your body, Senior.”
As Wen Weiran’s words fell, several human ability users also appeared, facing Li Lige, who was dressed in a black dress as if attending a funeral. Their eyes showed different emotions.
Because they knew very well that what Li Lige was going to attend was her own funeral.
And they were Li Lige’s pallbearers.
Li Lige ignored Wen Weiran’s words and continued to walk forward.
“Li Lige, stop.”
“The crimes of others will be judged by justice.”
“Li Lige, give up, come back with us now, we have a way to reverse your witchification, at least we can try.”
“The virtue of humanity hasn’t completely left you.”
A woman dressed like a nun, her eyes covered with a black band, said so with her hands clasped in prayer, her voice as beautiful as a nightingale’s.
Wen Weiran continued, her words serious and sincere.
“If it’s you, I believe you can do it.”
Wen Weiran rarely tried to persuade people, she was good at breaking, occasionally severing.
The further Li Lige walked, the clearer she became in Wen Weiran’s eyes. Her forehead, shoulders, heart, legs... all covered in holes, oozing blood.
The mastermind behind the deaths of Li Lige’s teammates in that ancient ruin had been apprehended, and his trial would begin soon.
Justice might be late, but it had arrived.
But Li Lige was still determined to go her own way.
The breeze lifted her black hair, revealing her purple eyes, faintly glowing.
“Is it because I don’t act like a witch? Like them, spreading plague-like emotions, like them, obsessed and perfect.”
“So you think I can still be saved, you want to imprison me like a criminal, make me your lab rat?”
“Li Lige, we won’t...”
Before Wen Weiran could finish, the nun-like ability user suddenly opened her mouth wide, her expression full of shock.
A cross-shaped mark slowly appeared in front of her.
She panicked and interrupted Wen Weiran,
“Demon... the demon walks with the angel, stealing the darkness of heaven...”
A witch’s aura started to emanate from Li Lige, overwhelming.
Wen Weiran’s eyelashes trembled violently. From this moment on, the hideous wounds on Li Lige’s body began to heal and disappear, she became perfect and holy.
Yes... holy.
This seemed like the biggest joke.
But it was the truth, it was a characteristic of every witch.
Witches walked in the world, holy and perfect.
They had the ability to spread plague-like emotions, enough to cause destruction like that of Sodom. (Sodom, a city said to have been destroyed by God for its sins)
If Li Lige had only revealed a fraction of her witch power, it wouldn’t have been enough to make Wen Weiran and the others feel so threatened.
But at the same time, the huge phantom that slowly appeared behind Li Lige made everyone hold their breath, a fear far greater than the witch’s existence spread to everyone’s heart.
It floated in the air, with a pure human eyeball as its main body, its figure covering the sky and the sun, spreading six huge white wings, each wing with three eyeballs observing the world, endless red karmic fire burning behind each feather.
In ancient times, people called it... “angel”!
Li Lige let out a sneer, towards the ability users in front of her, towards the organization behind them.
Towards all the hypocrites who were driven by profit and treated the lives of others as consumables.
She said,
“The mission is complete, as you wished.”
“I’ve brought the angel back.”
Li Lige brought the angel back! And only she survived!
Standing with her back to the huge, indescribable holy being, the woman’s hair was disheveled in the wind, purple flames burning in her eyes.
She gritted her teeth and said word by word,
“Justice never came.”
“Only revenge is eternal.”
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Li Lige was as handsome when she boasted as she was miserable when she was covered in wounds.
Fortunately, she had completed the revenge that had kept her alive.
She personally killed her enemy, avenged Qi Li and the others.
Delayed justice was not justice.
Only revenge was justice.
Her life was fading away bit by bit, every breath made her lungs, pierced by the rapier, tighten in pain, as if they were about to explode.
Li Lige fled to a deserted, dilapidated alley. Her blood-soaked hands had to support her against the wall to prevent her from collapsing.
But she would collapse eventually, she wanted to find a suitable place to bury herself.
And bury her memories.
In that place where she and Qi Li had been, a small park, under that broken swing.
But she couldn’t hold on any longer, her vision was blurring.
Perhaps it was an illusion, but a familiar voice suddenly rang in her ears.
But unfortunately, it wasn’t Qi Li whispering to her – the kind of hallucination that often appeared before death, where the person you wanted to see the most would greet you to heaven with gentle words.
Instead, it was a mocking voice that made her want to gather her strength and tell her to shut up.
It came from a certain girl who owed her a beating.
“Well, well, well, isn’t this President Li? It’s been a few days, you look terrible.”
Li Lige struggled to raise her head, lifting her dim, almost extinguished purple eyes.
She saw Adele looking down at her, her tsk-tsking and shaking her head.
The last scene of her life was to be with this annoying girl, what sin had she committed...
But the next moment, the medicine bottle Adele threw made Li Lige’s fading pupils suddenly focus.
Like a final burst of energy, she mustered her last bit of strength and tightly grasped the potion Adele threw.
“Holy Healing Potion, how did you...”
Li Lige’s hoarse voice was like a broken, leaky accordion.
Adele interrupted her, her voice full of heartache.
“Please don’t talk anymore, you’re really going to die.”
“Don’t worry about where it came from, just tell me if you want to drink it or not.”
“But don’t forget, from now on, you owe me a life!”