Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 468.2: It’s to Save Him! (2)

Lilian knew that Artasia was one of the ancient gods contracted with Roel, but unlike the reticent Grandar and the motherly Peytra, Artasia gave off a dangerous feeling.

It was not that Artasia posed a danger to her life, but Lilian felt like she was being completely seen through and slowly guided into depravity. That made her even more vigilant than a life-endangering threat would.

Even so, she was unable to ignore Artasia’s words because she knew that there was no other way out.

Soul was one of the few fields that remained unexplored in the Sia Continent despite the presence of supernatural powers, or rather, it might be more accurate to say that it was a field that had hardly advanced at all. Even if Lilian knew the root of the problem, she was unable to devise a solution for it.

However, the Sia Continent had not always been that ignorant about souls.

The composition of souls was a common topic studied by quite a few gods back in the ancient era. In particular, witches were known to be well-versed in the field. No matter how much Lilian distrusted Artasia, there was no alternative option.

“What are you trying to say, witch? I won’t be manipulated by you,” said Lilian.

Despite Lilian’s aggressive response, the Witch Queen’s smile remained as radiant as ever. She gazed at the young man in Lilian’s embrace before narrowing her madder red eyes.

“I’m just here to offer you some advice on the terrible predicament you’re in.”

“Is that all? I find it hard to believe that a witch like you actually knows of compassion.”

“Aren’t you mistaking something? My hero and I are contracted to each other for life, unable to part ways till death. That is a relationship far more intimate than classmates, friends, or even couples.”

Artasia drifted closer and closer to Lilian as her smile slowly turned wicked. She leaned toward the latter’s ear and whispered softly.

“What we have between us is much deeper than yours.”

“… Meaningless provocation,” Lilian replied coldly.

“Is that really so?”

Artasia observed Lilian’s darkening complexio

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