"I've thought of it already, especially when you kept asking about my first love. I was suspicious then, but I wasn't sure. Quick, put on women's clothes, let me see your unparalleled beauty!" Rody happily held Chris's face, insisting on kissing her.

Chris blocked Rody's lips with her hand and whispered, "Go see the Duchess and then come back... She's really dying, hurry and save her!"

Outside the door, a woman's voice giggled, "I didn't see anything, continue!"

The speaker was Jiabao, who often accompanied Tian Tian and Ye Yue. Their relationship with Chris was even better than that with Queen Victoria of the Seven Clans. Whenever they had time, they would come to help Chris, although they often made things worse. But their enthusiasm made Chris very happy to see them.

Jiabao, holding Ye Yue's hand, swayed her long tail gracefully.

Watching her move was a delight, especially with an elf like Ye Yue, who had slender legs, by her side. Their contrasting beauties were so stunning that it made one marvel at the creator's greatness and magic.

Ye Yue, under her long eyelashes, stole a glance at Rody and whispered through magic as she passed by, "The Duchess is outside!"

"Take your time talking..." Rody didn't need to guess; he knew it was his mother's arrangement.

When Rody went to find his mother, he found her praying with the Holy Maiden. Outside the door, the valiant female knight, Kerry's cousin Eve, signaled Rody not to disturb them.

Not far away, the one-armed swordsman Gavin and the Magic Thorn Crow were playing chess.

Ever since Rody's mother's true identity was revealed, they, along with Lord Warren, Sage Joanne, and others, had been taking turns guarding her. Even the Pope and the mysterious Wind Whisperer had time-space scrolls that could teleport them directly to the Holy Maidens in case of emergency, so Rody wasn't too worried at the moment. He was confident he could keep his mother safe as long as she was by his side.

But if he had to go on an expedition to the Exile Lands, Hell, the Seven Clans' territory, or the Heavenly Realm, his mother's safety would be his biggest concern.

It's far easier to assassinate someone than to protect them.

"Don't worry, go about your business!" Seeing Rody, the one-armed swordsman Gavin smiled and said, "In these years, not only you have made great progress. Under the guidance of the Wind Whisperer, we've improved a lot. Crow is an expert in anti-stealth and anti-assassin tactics. With him here, you can rest assured and do your thing. The safety of the two Holy Maidens, leave it to us!"

"Come have a drink when you're free..." Crow nodded slightly.

"Mr. Gavin, after I defeated the Archangel Andre, I got some good stuff. I'll give you a 'Radiant Holy Sword'! It suits you better! Mr. Crow, I don't have good assassin weapons, but I'll give you a pair of magic boots I took from the Devil Marshal's feet!" Rody took out the holy sword and magic boots, and Gavin and Crow accepted them with a smile.

"The best weapon for an assassin, I have it – it's my hand..." Crow showed Rody his left hand wrapped in white gauze, pure white like jade, maiden-like.

Crow's right hand, which he normally used for drinking, was no different from a regular man's hand.

Rody looked at Crow's left hand and nodded. That seemingly boneless left hand was indeed a terrifying weapon. Sometimes, a weapon's quality shouldn't be judged by its shape but by its lethality and usability. Rody's hands were not muscular, but they were strong enough to flip mammoths and kodo beasts.

"Little Rody, there's something we need to tell you, but now is not the time," Gavin suddenly said, seemingly out of the blue.

"Is it related to the missing Stacey? Where is she?" Rody, ever so sharp, immediately caught on.

"When you need to know, she will let us tell you!" Gavin nodded, his voice gradually lowering, focusing on his drink, saying no more.

"..." Rody thought of the female boss covered in curse marks. Maybe she hid herself fearing the curse would affect her. Does she still drink crazily every day? Back then, he was just a child, hindered by the taboo seal of martial magic, unable to protect her. But now, he was different. Why was she still worried?

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Could it be that the one who cursed her was not a human, but a god?

Rody's thoughts were tumultuous like the sea. As he left Gavin and Crow, he pondered deeply while walking through the long corridor and then up the stairs to the third floor, where the ladies resided. Queen Victoria of Victoria silently pointed towards the far end of the corridor, indicating that the Duchess had already been brought over by the Holy Maiden's guard.

"How is the situation? Any good solutions?" Rody first tried to inquire.

"Not very good!" Queen Victoria slowly shook her head, magically whispering: "Chris and I think using the Hourglass of Time, combined with your soul cleansing, to reverse time until her body returns to eighteen, and then you using the Rebirth Contract to grant her health and youth. But we estimate at least two possibilities: one is her body recovers but she forgets you; the other is her body's rebirth fails, her memories and everything remain intact, becoming a soul entity, then under your Dark Contract, she turns into a Dark Banshee... Of course, there are other possibilities. Human bodies are too fragile, and their minds even more so, the slightest touch can shatter them, quite a tricky problem!"

"I'd rather she forgets me than become my slave of darkness. She's a human; becoming a Dark Banshee is a painful thing," Rody nodded, his mind made up.

Pushing open the last room's door, he entered a spacious room filled with fresh flowers and warmly decorated.

On the wall hung a large photograph.

It was of the Prince of the Night and the Duchess. In the photo, the Duchess smiled so sweetly, looking so plump and healthy. Dressed in noble attire, her half-exposed corset revealing her snowy white breasts and deep cleavage, showcasing her feminine charm. This was the Duchess's most proud and treasured possession, known as the 'Lady of Beautiful Breasts.' On the day of the photo, she specifically wore this outfit to display her sensuality and beauty, just for a casual compliment from her Prince.

Seeing this enlarged photo, Rody was reminded of the past, feeling deeply moved.

On the bed, a long-haired woman lay curled up, her face turned towards the dark, breathing faintly.

The once plump and healthy woman had become a sickly beauty, so thin that Rody could hardly recognize her. Her hair was dry and yellow, her eye sockets deeply sunken. Beside her pillow was another photo, showing the bright smile of the Prince of the Night.

She murmured in her dream, unclear what she was saying.

Tears slowly slid down from the corner of her eyes, dripping into her hair.

Rody reached out, gently wiping them away, then channeled the purest, most nourishing energy within him, gently transferring it into her body…

"Ah, is it, is it you, Prince? Have you come for me? I, I've been waiting, you've finally come for me," the Duchess cried and laughed, wanting to embrace Rody, but she had no strength. In her mind, the Prince of the Night, already dead, had come to take her to hell or the abyss. She could no longer distinguish between dream and reality, causing Rody immense heartache.

"You need to live well, recover your health, I will resurrect and come back to you," Rody wove a beautiful lie for her.

"Really?" The Duchess wept and laughed, using her frail hands to tremble and stroke Rody's face, choking up, "Prince of the Night, my love, just, just as I wake up, as the dream ends, you, you will disappear..."

"This is not a dream, I really came back, as soon as your health improves, I will take you to travel everywhere," Rody earnestly corrected.

"My dear, take me away! I, I don't want this body like a withered flower anymore, my love, my love, I want to give you the best, I, want to give you the purest body. Take me to the Holy Land of Hell! There, in the Elysée Fields, I will serve you for a lifetime, sing for you every day, dance for you, is that okay?" The Duchess, resigned to death, did not hope to get better, on the contrary, she hoped to die from her illness and reunite with her love in the blissful world of hell.

"If you don't get better, what about the resurrected me?" Rody now understood why Chris and the others were at a loss, for someone determined to die, any treatment would not be effective.

To bring the Duchess back to life, one must mentally reverse her thinking.

But now, Rody saw that the Duchess had deep feelings of inferiority and guilt, feeling she had once married another man and was unworthy to be with the love of her heart. She longed to die, to abandon this body, and reunite with her love in the blissful world of hell with beautiful wishes. From the bottom of her heart, she did not want to get better, not wanting this body anymore, no wonder she was so ill.

"Take me with you, Prince, I, I, I beg you, I can't be without you..." The Duchess, with her frail hands, tried hard to grasp Rody.

"Alright! I will take you, but I must be obedient!" Rody changed tactics, speaking softly.

"I, I will definitely listen, as long as you are willing to take me, you can say anything, sob, Prince, as long as I am with you, I am willing to do anything, sob, my love, don't abandon me, don't..." The Duchess's face showed a morbid flush, the excitement of her spirit giving her a bit of strength, she tightly grasped Rody, crying loudly.

"Listen, I plan to cleanse all your impurities, from soul to body, then rebirth you, turning you into a brand new you, so you can be with me, so, you must be obedient, cooperate with what I say, understand?" Rody's hand gradually gathered dazzling starlight, twinkling like the Milky Way, surrounding the Duchess in bed.

"I will be obedient, I will listen... I want, to be with you, forever..." The Duchess cried like a spring.

She thought her wish was finally realized.

Her lover, finally came to pick her up.

Whether it is the Holy Land of Hell, the Netherworld of the Abyss, or some other place, she didn't care, she just wanted to be with her lover!