Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted

”Don’t go, I was clearly the first one here...”

Just as Loren grabbed the doorknob, Cecelia suddenly lunged forward and wrapped her arms around Loren’s leg.

”......”

Hearing her say that, Loren was the one left dumbfounded. She wasn’t wrong. Compared to the others, Loren had indeed met Cecelia first, even before Mirrorheart.

But right now, there truly was something more important, and Loren had to leave quickly.

On the other side, Aisaco had already made his appearance, showing up openly and brazenly before the assembled vampires.

The moment he appeared, Duke Furad unleashed a blast of Blood Moon Condensed Light. A two-meter-wide crimson energy pillar instantly swallowed Aisaco whole, vaporizing him along with the building behind him in an instant.

With sufficient mana, Blood Moon Condensed Light was already powerful enough. In terms of pure destructive force, it wasn’t inferior to some high-tier magics, just with a higher mana cost. But similarly, its casting time was also much shorter.

The gathered vampires were all shocked by Furad’s power. They knew a Duke was strong, the pinnacle of vampires, but they hadn’t known a Duke was *this* strong.

Even Ofemia couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat, privately admitting she couldn’t have withstood that attack.Yet when Furad’s attack faded, the vampires were astonished to find Aisaco hadn’t been vaporized. A pulsating heart remained.

Immediately, flesh and blood began to rapidly regenerate from the heart. This growth was chaotic, without any semblance of order or proper cellular differentiation, ultimately forming a shapeless, fleshy, humanoid mass.

”This is the blessing bestowed upon me by the Goddess of Love. As long as my heart remains unbroken, I am forever undying.”

Aisaco’s voice emanated from that lump of rotten flesh, putting all the vampires on high alert.

”Let go, it’s urgent!”

Loren’s urgency wasn’t because Aisaco had truly received a blessing from the Goddess of Love, but because through the Abyssal Gaze Eye, he saw Lilith crying because she couldn’t find him.

Hearing Loren’s urging, Cecelia only became more determined. She directly pulled out a chain, wrapping one end around her own neck and the other end around Loren.

”If you keep this up, I really will hit you.”

Feeling helpless, Loren could only squat down to talk to Cecelia.

But Cecelia remained silent, stubbornly clinging to Loren.

”I really am going to hit you...”

Loren was getting genuinely annoyed too. He directly tore the iron chain apart with his bare hands and pinned Cecelia across his lap.

”Ah!”

Realizing what Loren was about to do, Cecelia let out a gasp, biting her lower lip, and turned her head back to look at Loren with a gaze full of emotion...

(Censored. In short, this is a spanking scene. Check the paragraph comments for the original text.)

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”Still acting up?”

Cecelia knelt submissively before Loren, tears welling in her eyes as she shook her head.

”Going back?”

Cecelia nodded. She tried to stand up, but her legs gave way and she nearly fell. Fortunately, Loren caught her in time and carried her back.

It was only then that Loren realized their location was the hotel’s basement.

”How did you manage to bypass the Night Watchers and take me away?”

This was Loren’s biggest question right now. While the vampires were dealing with a major incident and the Church’s focus was there, that didn’t mean their protection of Loren would be neglected. There should have been at least one Night Watcher near him.

”I persuaded him.”

”How did you persuade him?”

The Night Watchers weren’t fools. They understood Loren’s importance perfectly well and wouldn’t just let someone take him away, not even if Cecelia revealed her identity.

”I used my Arcane Ability to influence his will.”

”!”

Loren’s steps faltered abruptly. He had previously suspected Cecelia was a Witch, but he hadn’t expected her to just blurt out her identity as a Witch like this.

”You’re a Witch?”

It all happened too suddenly. Loren thought it was likely a slip of the tongue and reminded her.

”Yes, I am a Witch. Can you accept me?”

Cecelia admitted it outright, though she didn’t look Loren in the eye, and her body began to tremble involuntarily.

Loren didn’t reply, so Cecelia continued:

”I know people hate Witches, but I really don’t want to hide anything from you. You are the most important person to me.

”If you hate Witches too, could you please not tell me? Just... kill me quietly when I’m not paying attention.”

As she spoke these words, Cecelia had already closed her eyes. She understood clearly that no one in this world would accept a Witch. She had already prepared herself for death.

She felt the meaning of her life was Loren. If Loren hated her, she would lose her reason to live, without any lingering attachment to this world.

”I’ve known for a long time.”

”What?”

Cecelia opened her eyes, unable to believe what Loren had just said.

Was Loren saying that, knowing she was a Witch, he felt not a shred of disgust towards her?

”It doesn’t matter if you’re a Witch. You treat me well, so I treat you well. What I like is you as a person, not your identity.”

”I...”

The always high-strung Cecelia finally broke down at this moment. Tears poured out as she clutched Loren’s clothes, unable to say anything.

In this moment, she even forgot the pain in her backside.

Loren had never been particularly eloquent. Fortunately, the emotions of Witches were simple, sincere, and didn’t require long, elaborate speeches from him.

Just expressing his true feelings was enough.

Cecelia didn’t speak again, just silently curled up in Loren’s arms as he carried her back to the room.

The moment Loren opened the door, Anna pulled a party popper. Confetti showered down, covering both Loren and Cecelia.

”Welcome to our big family, Cecelia.”

”What’s going on?”

Seeing Anna pull the popper, Naclis was even more confused than Loren. Her gaze shifted back and forth between Loren and Cecelia:

”Who is this woman?”

”Oh, she’s the Cecelia I’ve been telling you about. The money for your and Anna’s baby formula was earned through our collaboration.”

Naclis’s original intention was to question Cecelia and put her in her place, but Loren’s words instantly made Naclis feel awkward, as if Cecelia’s status had suddenly shifted from ”fake heiress” to something like a stepmother to Naclis, the ”true heiress.”

After introducing Cecelia, Loren set her down. It was at that moment Lilith suddenly leaped onto Loren, hanging directly from his front.

Lilith didn’t say anything, just looked at Loren with her pitiful, wronged eyes.

”Don’t be afraid. I won’t disappear.”

Loren supported Lilith’s bottom with one hand, gently stroking her hair.