After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 323 - 116 Beauty Bribery_3

"Lord Ahetar, are you here to supervise the battle?" a red-haired woman with patterned arms ran over, showing a respectful smile to Ahetar.

In response, Xi Mu shook his head:

"No, I am here to see the Witch of Death."

"But the Witch of Death isn’t here," the red-haired woman respectfully explained, then cautiously scrutinized Sharon, sensing her identity. However, because Sharon stood beside Ahetar, she didn’t openly call for a storm to kill her.

Xi Mu shook his head, looked towards Sharon beside him, and said:

"Sharon is here to seek refuge with the Witch of Death. Take her down to rest while I meet with the Witch of Death." With that, he stored the pony in his painting ring and walked into the castle, leaving the bewildered red-haired woman and the indifferent Sharon behind.

The atmosphere quietened down.

"Come with me, spy," the red-haired woman said coldly, flipped her red hair, and turned, leading Sharon into the castle.

Before stepping into the castle, Sharon glanced at the barrier at the edge of the sky, which was the location of the Country of Art. It seemed it had not yet been conquered by the Church of Death.

Meanwhile,

On the other side,

The curtains were drawn back, and a man in a suit turned around, rubbing his hands together, and with a respectful smile, looked at the indifferent Ahetar and said:

"Lord Ahetar, I didn’t expect you to come personally."

"I heard you’re struggling to take down the Country of Art?" Xi Mu coldly inquired, causing the man in the suit’s expression to stiffen, then he smiled again.

"It just needs a bit more time."

He snapped his fingers, and the ceiling suddenly opened, dropping a brown-haired girl bound in chains. Her mouth was sealed with tape, and her eyes widened at Ahetar and the man in the suit, though it was unclear what she was saying.

But she was probably cursing.

"We’ve even captured the Dance Saintess of the God of Dance," the man in the suit explained as he approached the Dance Saintess,

"She was captured personally by Kashute. No one has touched her, Lord Ahetar. If you’re interested, you can take her with you."

"..."

Xi Mu glanced at the Dance Saintess, showing an interested smile, which relieved the man in the suit, who was genuinely worried that Ahetar had come to blame him for the unfavorable battle condition.

Thus, offering up the accidentally captured Dance Saintess as proof that the Church of Death was not without progress, and given the Dance Saintess’s physique and beauty, she was undoubtedly a beauty and could perhaps persuade Ahetar to change...

"Pfft." The Great Sword of Death pierced through, Xi Mu withdrew his smile, and pulled out the sword that had pierced through the Dance Saintess’s chest, "It seems the battle condition is indeed unfavorable; otherwise, you wouldn’t need to tempt me with the Dance Saintess."

He turned his head, his gaze cold as he confronted the man in the suit. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Avoid these pointless tactics. We are the Church of Death. We aim to take control of this world, not deceive our own people with petty schemes."

"Ah... Understood." The man in the suit trembled, looking at Ahetar’s face streaked with blood and feeling an inexplicable fear. His perception of Ahetar had been profoundly altered.

"We will do everything in our power to conquer the Country of Art!"

"Let it go this time," Xi Mu coldly withdrew his gaze and turned to leave the room. Only after the door was closed did the man in the suit exhale in relief, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. He realized something; this hero favored by the Witch of Death might be more ruthless and merciless than he had imagined.

He looked up at the slender figure of the Dance Saintess, seeing her chest pierced, with black Flames of a Thousand Deaths spreading and gradually consuming her body.

"Such a pity, such a good bargaining chip."

He only felt regret that the Dance Saintess could not be used to coerce the Country of Art to concede; he had no thoughts of regret over the loss of a beauty.

As Ahetar had said, taking control of this world was their duty as followers of the Church of Death.

Everything else could be disregarded.