This Isn't an E*otic Game?

Chapter 42

The Healing Saint was working tirelessly to improve the mental state of the host.

Despite the clear risk of being harmed by the curse, he showed no trace of fear. Without wearing any protective gear, he spent time laughing and talking with the princess.

Through the various magical arrays installed in the Secluded Palace, the Evil God’s Chosen could witness everything that happened there in vivid detail.

Why was he going to such lengths?

It didn’t take long for the purpose to become clear.

The Evil God’s Fragment, subjected to holy magic once a week for the past 16 years, had developed an exceptionally weak connection to its host’s soul.

It was far better to awaken the fragment prematurely, even in an incomplete state, than to risk its futile destruction at the hands of the Saint.

The Chosen waited until the Saint left the Secluded Palace.

The moment he departed, the Chosen made their move.

It was the early hours of the morning, and there were few people to deal with.

After swiftly killing the lone mage on duty, a priest, and two knights from the imperial guard, the Chosen approached the Secluded Palace.

The palace was filled with countless defensive measures designed to counter any potential rampage of the Evil God’s Fragment within Iomene.

There were sacred relics in place to automatically cast hundreds of Purging Evil Miracles if the curse exceeded a certain threshold, as well as dozens of defensive magic circles and miracles to ensure the curse could not spread beyond the palace to the imperial grounds.

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