The Demon Emperor was Saint Emperor

Chapter 107: Sisters at Odds

"You...you worry about how I repay the favor!"

Catherine finding herself at a loss for words due to her cousin was nothing new, but this time being tongue-tied in front of Lynn, the person involved, made her a bit exasperated.

She really had no idea how to repay Lynn for saving her life, and Sifrin was hitting where it hurt the most, cornering her.

"If I were you, I’d already be washed up, scented, lying on the bed, ready to make babies, unlike you, just playing dead."

Sifrin obviously had no intention of letting Catherine off the hook, as she was the type to stir up trouble even without reason, let alone when she was justified. She was definitely not one to let it slide.

"You..."

Catherine’s hand shook like she had Parkinson’s as she pointed at Sifrin, but she really couldn’t muster up a retort.

Watching the two sisters bickering, Lynn unknowingly began to lean more towards Sifrin’s side.

At this moment, Lynn’s opinion of her had undergone a significant change, even his impression of her as a simpleton had faded, allowing him to view her more objectively.

It must be said, Sifrin was indeed a stunning beauty, her golden waves were naturally curly, her light blue eyes as deep and captivating as stars, exuding a mysterious beauty at first glance.

The white robe uniform from the Light Church Court, after her modifications with lace trimmings, added a touch of playfulness without losing a sense of sensuality, perfectly highlighting her alluring figure.

Her cute little face with exquisitely delicate features looked like a masterpiece crafted with precision by the Creator, and even Lynn, who had seen beauties of all races, had to admit that she had quite a bit of charm when she wasn’t being a clown.

Of course, the most important part was her recent argument, no wonder I find you quite attractive now, it indeed justifies the phrase ’beauty with sense!’

"You what, where was I wrong? Pushing 30, acting all reserved, wait a few more years and no one will want you even if you throw yourself at them, you know?"

Sifrin had always been sharp-tongued, offending many, but she never repented because, out of respect for her father, everyone chose to forgive her.

"None of your business with me and Lynn! Don’t pretend you know everything, aren’t you single too?"

Seizing the chance to bash her cousin, Catherine was genuinely getting angry.

But her verbal skills were no match for Sifrin’s, she couldn’t seize on the latter’s weak spots for a comeback.

"I’m the Saintess, of course I can’t have a man, but you’re just a leftover woman, if you’re left without a man, you’ll have no men at all."

Sifrin spread her hands, saying, cousin, where are you directing your anger? It doesn’t even hit.

"Oh? Really? But don’t men prefer the high and mighty Saintess? So why doesn’t anyone like you?"

Catherine racked her brains and finally managed to deliver a decent counter.

She wasn’t wrong. Compared to a regular woman like herself, the mass audience indeed preferred to watch tales of the ’Saintess losing her purity, witch shedding tears’ as they were far more captivating than the commonplace love stories.

And Sifrin, as the Saintess adored by the masses, had yet to encounter a single devil trying to tempt her into corruption, demonstrating how lacking her allure really was.

"The question is, where do you see me as high and mighty? I’m just a down-to-earth Saintess, needing no temptation, I’m already grounded, it’s my status that deters people from having thoughts about me. In fact, if I were to seek marriage, suitors for me would line up from the Celestial Destiny Empire to the Light Empire."

Once being attacked by her foolish cousin, Sifrin quickly regained her composure and delivered what seemed to be a reasonable response.

However, her solely responsive stance without a counterattack unveiled her weakness, and Catherine, acting as a mentor, was adept at capturing key points.

"Oh? Really? How come I’ve heard that the current Holy Son of Light is the true paragon of chastity, while the Saintess of Light is pure simply because no one wants her?"

Catherine recalled her observations during her time in the Light Empire, thinking of the starkly different perceptions people had of the current Holy Son and Saintess of Light, immediately she seized Sifrin’s weak point.

"Who have you been listening to! Me, unwanted? Do you believe I could quit being the Saintess right now, and a whole troop of men would scramble to marry me!"

Although Sifrin had a spiteful nature and tended to do nothing productive daily, in the end, she was a woman after all, how could she not care about her allure?

Especially when her foolish cousin compared her with the current Holy Son, could she lose to a rival?

Everyone in the Light Empire loved and respected the Holy Son of Light, which means as the Saintess of Light, she should naturally be loved and respected by all... well, if that could not be achieved, then at least admired by all!

After all, she did have quite a lot of charm! No, she had a lot of beauty!

"Now there’s a man right here, ask him if he likes you or me better."

As Catherine said this, she pointed at the spectating Lynn, dragging him into the mess.

"You... can’t be so unfair!"

This time it was Sifrin who was almost left speechless by Catherine’s "underhanded" tactics.

Could she expect a cousin-in-law to confess if he preferred his cousin or liked the sister-in-law more, surely if he had an ounce more wit than a Cannibal Mage would warrant, he’d know how to answer this life-threatening, point-giving question.

"Then, here’s another woman, ask her who’s prettier, me or you."

Catherine said, giving Lynn a knowing glance, which he immediately caught, and he thrust a knife against the poor Enchanting Demon’s neck, forcing her to answer.

"You... you’re the prettiest! Just like our Lord Demon King! She... she’s just an ugly duckling, definitely unwanted by any man!"

Under the threat of a blade, the trembling Enchanting Demon blurted out the truth, it was her first time being coerced into telling half-truths and half-lies, leaving her a bit speechless amid her fear.

"Ask him to put the knife down before we continue!"

Sifrin raised her hand in objection.

"Alright then."

Lynn said as he withdrew his weapon without the slightest hesitation.

Then the Enchanting Demon, trembling, repeated what she had just said.

Sifrin: "..."

Damn it!

The enraged Saintess of Light grabbed her magic staff, ready to clobber the honest-speaking Enchanting Demon, but was stopped by Catherine just in time.

"Alright, enough fooling around, let’s take the prisoner back, this place isn’t suitable for the Human Race to linger, next time let Lynn come in alone to kill more."

After all the back and forth, having gained a slight advantage, Catherine called it quits, as her main task wasn’t to humor her cousin, but assist Lynn in exterminating the Demon Race troops.

Considering her meager strength, she couldn’t perform effectively within the Demon Realm, teeming with Demonic Qi, thus she opted not to play the shouting nuisance, and wisely decided to retreat from the Demon Realm for now.