Chapter 198 Lord Deya, I want to unite with you!
Deya brought Patricia to the garden, and the first thing he was attracted by was Sally's beautiful figure with butterfly and flower wings behind her.

In the game's CG, the human body of this god of corruption is extremely gorgeous, and every detail can be called a work of art.

In Deya's memory, many people had cosplayed this final boss in the version before he traveled through time.

However, no matter in terms of the sophistication of the equipment or the temperament of the person, the COS that Deya had seen in the past could not compare with the real Sallys.

In terms of facial features, Sally is not more beautiful than Mavis, and her facial features are even more tough.

However, the despair mixed with decadence, the nobility mixed with determination, brought Sally's beauty to a new level.

Deya withdrew his gaze and was not bewitched by Sally's appearance.

After all, he had seen many beauties, especially facing Mavis frequently, which made Deya very resistant to beauty.

In terms of the harmony of her facial features and her feminine beauty alone, Deya had never seen anyone more beautiful than Mavis.

Especially the witch Mavis, the lord of the White Tower, her charm is more like the effect of a spell.

Being with Mavis for a long time has made Deya's immunity very strong.

Deya looked at the three people kneeling in front of Celeste.

The Queen, the Second Prince and Princess Theresa.

Among these three people, Deya is only relatively familiar with Theresa, and this familiarity has nothing to do with memory or herself, but comes from her predecessor.

As for the queen and the second prince, he had only met them at the royal banquet and had never had any communication with them.

Initially, Deya thought that the second prince was a very cunning and capable man, who had been patiently waiting for the eldest prince to make a mistake.

But when rescuing his father from prison, Deya learned the true identity of the second prince from the spy of the Narbo Empire.

He is just an incompetent person. Everything he does depends on the Prime Minister, an English spy. He is completely a puppet in the Prime Minister's hands.

From then on, Deya lost interest in the second prince and did not regard him as a difficult enemy.

Now seeing the king's family again, they have all become prisoners, which makes Deya sigh.

"Salister, please don't kill me, please don't kill me, I'm your sister!
Father is dead. I know he was not kind to you. Everything he did was wrong, but it has nothing to do with me. I, I didn’t do anything!”

Princess Theresa looked terrified. Although the Sallyste in front of her brought her a huge sense of fear, that was brought by Sallyste's essence as a god at this time, which made mortals instinctively fear her.

But in the face of the greater instinct of survival, Theresa suppressed the fear in her heart, hugged Sally's prosthetic leg, and begged with tears.

But after thinking about it carefully, Theresa found that there seemed to be something wrong with what she said, that is, she seemed to have beaten and scolded Celeste in the past.

Thinking of this, Theresa changed the subject again and begged, “I only scolded you twice at most, but I really didn’t hit you. Please, please let me go, please don’t kill me!”

Sally stared at Theresa's ugly appearance. At this moment, Sally was no longer as timid and fearful as before. She was full of confidence and fearless tenacity. She said calmly:

"Teresa, it's not that you haven't hit me before, but you don't dare to touch me because you are afraid of the curse on me."

Celeste would never forget the screams and curses that Theresa uttered when she saw her in the palace two years ago, and the scene in which she was pushed to the ground.

It’s not that Celeste would remember this incident vividly, she actually didn’t care about the bullying from her relatives.

The reason why he never forgot this incident and kept it in his heart forever was because it was the first time he met Lord Deya.

As the first meeting with Lord Deya, in Celeste's view, it was an unforgettable memory and joy, like a major festival.

Theresa was speechless what Celeste said. She didn't know what to say at this moment. No matter how she answered, it seemed wrong.

The second prince was so frightened that he was shaking all over. He knelt on the ground, trembling, listening to his mother and sister begging.

Sally was unmoved. She just said to Theresa in a cold tone: "Because of what you did to Lord Deya, I want to kill you."

Teresa shook her head frantically and said, "No, what did I do to Deya? I didn't do anything. He was the one who cancelled the engagement and embarrassed me in front of everyone. This has nothing to do with me!"

Sally's expression changed and she kicked out. Teresa screamed and was kicked to the ground by Sally.

Sally said angrily, "Don't speak ill of Lord Deya!"

She controlled the force of her kick, otherwise with her current strength, Teresa would have been turned into meat paste.

Teresa danced with joy and shouted in panic: "Don't hit me, don't hit me, it's my fault, it's all my fault, it has nothing to do with Deya, it's all my fault!"

Just looking at Teresa's expression, she had no idea what she had done wrong. She was just begging for mercy in this way.

Seeing this, Sally felt deeply moved. You were born with a healthy body, a beautiful face, a wealthy family, a princess, and an excellent fiancé.

But you don't cherish these things at all, so you deserve to end up like this.

At this moment, Theresa suddenly saw Deya coming from behind Celeste. She shouted in surprise:
"Deya, Deya, you are here, please forgive me, I am wrong, I already know I am wrong, don't kill me, please don't kill me!"

Sallyste was furious. Lord Deya had been cut in half and was dead, and you dared to defile Lord Deya in this way!
She was filled with murderous intent, and her huge anger made her raise the long blade in her hand, ready to cut off Teresa's head!

But the sound of footsteps behind her and the familiar breath made Sallyst, who was raising the blade, freeze in place.

She turned around slowly in disbelief, widening her golden eye, and saw Deya, wearing a purple and gold robe like the Pope, walking slowly towards her.

"Master Deya...?!"

Sally screamed in disbelief.

She is now one with the God of Corruption and has gained the power that belongs to God.

Therefore, Sally could tell at a glance that Deya in front of her was not a fake. His body and his soul fluctuations were real.

This is Lord Deya, the Lord Deya she has been thinking about day and night and for whom she is willing to give everything.

"Salister."

Deya called her name softly.

"Lord Deya, I'm here!"

The huge butterfly wings behind Sallys flapped, and in an instant it crossed the distance between the two.

Sallysite is nearly two meters tall, with huge wings behind her, which makes Deya who is standing in front of her feel a huge sense of oppression.

At this moment, Sally was like a little girl who had seen her lover. She was at a loss and hurriedly put away the long blade in her right hand.

Sally raised her hand cautiously, as if she wanted to confirm whether the Deya in front of her was real, and not an illusion of her own.

But when she raised her hand to touch Deya, she quickly pulled it back.

This is a habit of Sally's, because her body is cursed and she is afraid that if she touches others, they will also be cursed.

Deya smiled, opened his arms and gently hugged Celeste, stroking her wings that were blooming with thousands of flowers on her back. Countless beautiful butterflies scrambled to land on his palms.

But Deya was still a little embarrassed because Celeste was taller than him, which made Deya's hug a little awkward.

As if Sallyste had noticed this, she bent her legs slightly, half-knelt, buried her head in Deya's chest, and sniffed hard.

This smell is her Lord Deya, the Lord Deya whom she missed day and night even when she was imprisoned in the dungeon.

"Lord Deya, you... you just didn't..."

Celeste thought of Deya who was killed by the king not long ago, and said anxiously: "...I don't mean that. I'm not cursing Lord Deya again, it's just..."

Deya patted her back gently and said, "I was indeed dead just now, but since I dared to come to see the king in person, I must have made preparations long ago and used the means of resurrection."

"So that's how it is. That's great. I'm glad you're okay, Lord Deya."

Sally could not control the tears flowing from her eyes. She had planned to spend ten, a hundred or even a thousand years to find a possibility of resurrecting Deya.

She believed that there must be such magic or some other ability in this world.

And now, seeing that Deya was not dead but still alive, the hope in despair made Celeste a little excited. Her tense mind suddenly relaxed, and Celeste could not control her strength a little.

Deya hugged Sallystel. Seeing the trembling wings of the butterfly behind him and the butterflies that began to fly around, his expression froze and he said in a deep voice:
"Control your power, Sally, and don't let that corrupt god take away your will. You must believe that you are the most powerful. Even God cannot defeat you."

After a pause, Deya joked again: "...If you can't control your power at this time and let the God of Corruption take over, then I, who only have the strength of the sixth ring, will die in your hands."

Such words cleared up Sally's somewhat dazed mind. She absolutely did not want to see such an ending.

Lord Deya died in his own hands?
Just the thought of this made Sally panic.

The excitement immediately subsided, and all the strength and the thoughts of the God of Corruption that emerged from the depths of her sea of ​​consciousness were suppressed by Sally once again.

She quickly retracted all her strength, and the butterfly wings behind her retracted into her body, leaving only the light armor she was wearing.

Patricia suddenly said, "Don't use this power too much unless you have to. Although you have temporarily won the battle with the God of Corruption.

But the will of God will not dissipate so easily. He is still lurking in the sea of ​​your consciousness, ready to invade you again at any time.

Unlike the witch Mavis, you and the God of Corruption are in a life-and-death situation, and there is no possibility of reconciliation between you.

So try to use this power as little as possible until the will of the God of Corruption is slowly eroded. Only then can you become the new God of Corruption."

The puppet girl paused for a moment, then continued: "...But the God of Corruption has fallen after all, and He has lost most of His power. Even if you take away everything from Him, you cannot be considered a complete god. You can only be considered half a god at most." However, there was one thing Patricia did not say. Even if he was only a demigod, he was already almost invincible in the material world.

Sally had met Patricia before, but she had never seen Patricia so serious.

She subconsciously glanced at Deya, and only after Deya nodded did she acknowledge Patricia's words: "I will use this power as little as possible, Miss Patricia, thank you for your reminder."

Seeing this, Patricia sighed inwardly. This girl really gave everything to Deya wholeheartedly. As long as it was something that someone Deya trusted believed in, she would also believe it.

But it’s better this way. With the protection of this girl, Deya will be able to be promoted smoothly, and he will be able to recover all his strength.

Sally knelt on one knee in front of Deya. She was no longer humble or cowardly, but said firmly: "Lord Deya, I will only use this power for you.

Now, I finally have the qualifications to stand beside you. Please let me be your knight, your sharp blade, to destroy all enemies that stand in your way!
As long as I can always be by your side, I will be satisfied."

Looking at Sallysette who was kneeling in front of him with a firm but nervous expression, Deya's hand fell on her long golden hair which was no longer dry and as soft as silk, and said softly:
"Very good. From now on, you will become my sharp blade and work with me to defeat all enemies that stand in our way."

Sally showed a look of delight and nodded quickly.

She has fulfilled her life's wish.

That’s right, for Sallyst, her wish is so simple, as long as she can follow Lord Deya, she will be satisfied.

Deya raised his head and looked at Teresa and the others who were kneeling on the ground. After thinking for a while, he said, "You don't have to kill them yourself. They are not worth polluting your hands."

Celeste was a little confused, not knowing why Deya didn't let her kill the queen and others, but she still nodded obediently.

No matter what Lord Deya says, she just has to obey. As Lord Deya's weapon and Lord Deya's blade, she doesn't need to have too many opinions or thoughts. This is how Sallyst positions herself.

Teresa looked ecstatic, and the second prince, who was kneeling on the ground and pissing himself in fear, also showed surprise.

They all thought that Deya had forgiven them, but Her Majesty the Queen, who had experienced more, still looked pale. She didn't think Deya would forgive them like that.

Sure enough, Deya chuckled and said, "I just don't want Celeste to kill you. After all, you are Celeste's relatives.

Even though Sallyst doesn't have to worry about the curse of blood relatives with her current strength, I don't want her hands to be contaminated by your dirty blood.

The king is dead, but someone must bear the blame for his crimes, so that he can answer to the people, and you are the one who will answer to the people."

This war has nothing to do with justice, nor does it even have anything to do with resistance and revolution from the grassroots.

This was just a war between the king and the nobles due to interests and conflicts.

But no matter what the root cause of the war is, there must always be a reason and excuse when it ends to shoulder all the war crimes and end it.

As the victors, Cavendish's side naturally could not bear this sin. This sin would ultimately be borne by the losers. This is exactly the case of the winner being the king and the loser being the villain.

Teresa immediately understood what Deya meant. She stood up from the ground and rushed over like crazy, trying to hug Deya's legs, screaming:
"Deya, you can't kill me, please don't kill me, for the sake of our good relationship in the past, please let me go!

If you need someone to die, isn't the death of my father enough? Or you can kill him. He is the heir to the throne, and I am just a woman, a woman who doesn't even have the right to inherit! "

In order to survive, Theresa has gone crazy. She points her right finger at her brother, the second prince, hoping that Deya can let her go.

The second prince looked at his sister in disbelief, his fists clenched, wishing he could punch her twice.

Deya looked at Teresa's ugly appearance, and even the ugly behavior that she would rather kill her own family than live, and he shook his head.

Most of the soldiers in the palace had lost their combat effectiveness, but there were still some extraordinary professionals who were barely able to move after Sallyst had taken away her power.

At this time, this group of extraordinary professionals rushed forward, stopped Teresa who wanted to hug Deya's thigh, pressed her to the ground, and let her cry out at the top of her lungs.

"Take them all away, and hang them in the palace square in two days."

Deya waved.

When Theresa heard that she was going to be hanged, she struggled even harder, but she was no match for those burly men.

The queen and the second prince turned pale, and were so frightened that they lost control of their bladder and were helped down the stairs tremblingly.

Seeing that Deya had no mercy at all and was determined to kill her, the devastated Teresa stopped begging him and started cursing at him in an extremely harsh manner.

Until she was taken away, the sound gradually became smaller, and only the wailing echoed in the palace.

"I said I would kill the king's family, and I will never break my promise."

Deya whispered as the three were taken away.

In the original plot, Theresa not only betrayed the Cavendish family, but also had an affair with other men during her marriage, which eventually led to the destruction of the Cavendish family.

Although Theresa has not done these things now, she has not committed this evil.

But can we really wait until she has committed these things before convicting her? Then it will be too late.

Even if it was a crime she committed in another timeline, she would have to bear the consequences. Moreover, judging from Theresa's unchanged personality, if she had not traveled through time, the ending would not have changed at all and would still have ended with the destruction of the Cavendish family.

Now, the goals that Deya set for himself after traveling through time have finally been almost achieved.

In addition to these direct bloodlines, the royal family also has some branches, but he doesn't have much interest in those branches of the royal family.

Well, as long as they are willing to pay some money, their lives can be spared.

When Deya thought about the large amount of treasure he had promised Ignis, he felt a headache.

These riches can only be taken from the king’s private property and the hands of the great nobles.

Deya looked at the palace and felt a little distressed.

Sally's sword split the palace into two, and several palaces were damaged. It would probably take some time to repair them.

Fortunately, the palace as a whole is still well preserved and has not completely turned into ruins. All of these are now the wealth of the Cavendish family!

At this time, Deya turned around and looked at Lamia and Mavis who had also arrived at the palace at some point.

The two witches were relieved to see that Deya was not in danger. At this time, they were all staring at Sally, feeling inexplicably nervous.

It was not only the power that Celeste had shown before, but also the extraordinary beauty she possessed now.

"Deya, what happened just now? What is that incredible power?"

After a long run, Earl Cavendish and Deya's brother finally arrived at the palace from outside the city.

Deya's intactness put their minds at ease for the time being, but the divine power that had shattered the mountain with that sword still left them with lingering fears.

“Father, I will explain these things to you when I have time. The most important thing for us now is to stabilize the public sentiment and then take over the city, um, in the name of our Cavendish family.

But I am not good at these management, so I will leave it to you, father and brothers."

Deya doesn't want to do these troublesome things. He would rather stay aloof from the world as the Son of God.

Earl Cavendish and his eldest son looked at each other. Although they had a lot to say in their hearts, since Deya said so, they could only agree.

……

He temporarily moved into Deya's former villa.

Deya didn't like to use things that had been used by others, so he didn't live in the palace.

When the time comes, after everything in the palace that belongs to the king has been cleaned up and replaced with new ones, he wouldn't mind living in that luxurious palace.

Although he said he didn't want to get involved, it was only the Susaitani matters that he didn't have to worry about. He also had to listen to reports from afar on the church work in England.

The two countries have been temporarily merged into one country reluctantly. There will definitely be differences in the short term, so they can only be governed separately.

As the only bond between the two countries, Deya cannot do so even if it wants to.

Just when Deya was about to rest after a busy day, there was a slight knock on the door of his room.

"Please come in!"

Sally, wearing a prosthetic limb and a plain top and trousers, opened the door and walked in.

Seeing that it was Sallysit, Deya asked with a smile: "Didn't you take a rest? You must be very tired after using such power."

Sallysit lowered her head, her face flushed with shame. She gritted her teeth and mustered up the courage to say, "Lord Deya, as your sharp blade, I feel... I feel that I should have a closer relationship with you."

"What intimate relationship?"

The wings of a butterfly suddenly spread out behind Sallysette. She didn't want to endure it any longer, so she boldly expressed the desire that she had always fantasized about but dared not to express:

"Lord Deya, do you...do you think I look good like this? I want to be with you, I want everything from you!"

After saying this, Sally was no longer shy.

In the past, she didn't dare to express her feelings directly because of her low self-esteem.

But now Sally is no longer inferior, she has shown her decisiveness and ability to take action!
Celeste suddenly took a few steps forward and stood in front of Deya with great momentum.

(End of this chapter)