Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted

Chapter 187: Evil God

"This poor child..."

Loren continued feeding Movila, which reminded him of when Anna was little and he had to feed her like this too.

Anna learned to use chopsticks quite early, but she always loved being fed by Loren.

"I didn't have it that rough, actually. In one village, they even treated me like a divine beast, calling me a messenger of the gods. They often made offerings to me, though it was just some fruits and raw meat...

"Oh right, I'll send a part of my soul to tell them later that I have someone taking care of me now, so they don't need to make offerings anymore..."

A crow that could speak human language and casually split its soul being treated as a divine beast was understandable, but Loren was curious about one thing:

"Which god do those people worship?"

Loren wiped the food residue from the corner of Movila's mouth with a handkerchief and casually asked.

Each of the Orthodox Gods had their own symbols, and Loren couldn't think of any Orthodox God whose followers would consider a crow as a divine envoy.

Unless it was an evil god."The God of Happiness."

Movila thought for a long time before answering. She wasn't even very clear about which deity those villagers worshipped.

"Confirmed, it's an evil god."

Evil god was actually a very broad category;

anything outside the Outer Gods and Orthodox Gods was collectively called an evil god.

So evil gods varied greatly in quality. This world was exceptionally idealistic;

faith truly could enhance a being's power. As long as enough faith was collected, one could proclaim themselves a god. For example, the Sea God worshipped by pirates was a representative evil god.

Some evil gods were extremely powerful, while others could be kicked to death by the current Loren. The gap between the upper and lower limits was huge, but they ultimately couldn't compare to the Orthodox Gods and didn't possess the authorities of the Orthodox Gods.

The God of Happiness didn't appear in Loren's memories, so this god must have been destroyed before the game began. Its strength probably wasn't much, so Loren didn't pay it too much mind.

"It is indeed an evil god. Usually, my job was to keep watch for them, helping them avoid the Bountiful Church followers. They hid underground most of the time.

"But compared to the God of Happiness, I think the God of Bountiful Harvest seems more like an evil god. At the very least, the God of Happiness doesn't plant living people to grow into trees."

Movila had no feelings whatsoever for this god and calmly admitted the God of Happiness was an evil god.

As for helping an evil god, Movila had no psychological burden either. She saw things clearly;

evil gods and Orthodox Gods were all birds of a feather. In fact, some evil gods, to gather faith, would be more restrained than the Orthodox Gods.

Feeding Movila really was like taking care of a baby. She not only couldn't use utensils but also didn't know how to use a human mouth properly, spilling quite a bit of food. By the time Movila finished eating, Loren hadn't touched his own meal at all.

However, just then, Seraphina picked up Loren's plate, intending to feed him.

"......"

Looking at her motherly smile, Loren chose to turn his head away, only to see Mirrorheart planning to chew the food herself and then feed it to Loren.

In the end, Loren silently snatched his plate back and ate by himself. He was still accustomed to being in the dominant position.

Loren had always been unwilling to admit that he actually had an S-type mentality, to the point where he had grown used to people kneeling before him. Mirrorheart was like that, and Seraphina enjoyed it too.

......

After the meal, the sky had darkened. Movila split off one crow, which flew into the distance, while her main body became a few years younger again, now slightly smaller than Anna.

Anna was very excited about this. She finally wasn't the youngest one anymore—well, in terms of age. Otherwise, Naclis would be the youngest.

Only now, finally having some free time, did Loren have a chance to look at the two letters that had arrived earlier.

One was from Cecelia. She wrote many words expressing her love for Loren in blood, then stated she would wait for him forever.

The other letter was from Bardo King Rex. He indicated he understood Loren's meaning and explained that the people of the Bardo Kingdom had long harbored deep hatred for the Canaan Kingdom and had long wanted to launch a war of revenge.

Therefore, war would break out before long. Loren also felt it was time to have Gwen return from the Nofica Theocracy. If war truly began, there would be far more materials there than in the Nofica Theocracy.

"Oh right, Movila, go choose a room. Once you've picked one, have the maids tidy it up."

"Can I sleep with you?"

Loren wasn't surprised Movila could make such a request, but he didn't agree.

If she really stayed with Loren, it would be inconvenient for him to do many things.

"Even letting me turn into a bird would be fine. You really like birds, right?"

Upon hearing this, Starnight suddenly flew from the dining table onto Movila's head and began pecking at Movila's hair.

She felt her ecological niche was being threatened.

Starnight's thinking was the same as Mirrorheart's: Loren could have many women, but he could only have one pet.

"If you like, you can stay with Starnight. I'll change to a bigger birdcage another day."

Loren grabbed Starnight from Movila's head, placed her in his hand, and gently stroked her back.

"Then forget it."

Even if she couldn't sleep with Loren, Movila was still satisfied. Sleeping on a bed was much more comfortable than perching on a tree branch.

Seraphina was very diligent. Even the rooms no one lived in, she kept spotlessly clean. Loren had known earlier that more witches would likely join his family, so he had already renovated these rooms, furnishing them with all necessary furniture.

Movila wasn't used to the human sleeping posture yet. She squatted on the bed for a long time, and only after Loren's reminder did she remember that humans slept lying down.

......

Tonight was exceptionally quiet, probably because everyone around Loren was dead.

The territory of the God of Bountiful Harvest never lacked people. With so much empty space here, others would probably move in soon. Housing prices in Gedlan weren't cheap, and people weren't too concerned about rooms where people had died. These rooms were likely to become hot commodities.

Moreover, people here weren't particularly afraid of ghosts and monsters. The terror of horror movies lies in you completely unable to understand or deal with those ghosts and monsters. But in this world, people genuinely had ways to deal with ghosts and monsters;

even necromancy had become a school of magic.

Just add an "action" tag to a horror movie, and it becomes a comedy.

Loren liked to think about things before sleeping. Today, he learned more information about the Primordial Gods, but aside from The Perpetual Observer, he couldn't contact the other two deities. Even knowing the authority of The Final Singer, he couldn't find the corresponding honorific name, possibly due to lacking a symbol.

Intuition told Loren these three deities were very important, especially the Observer. The Perpetual Observer was closely related to Loren's transmigration, so matters concerning these three deities held high priority in Loren's view. When he got the chance, he definitely had to ask that half-vampire little girl.