Hero? Are You Worthy?

This woman's acting skills could totally outdo an Oscar.

Those green teas on Earth would instantly turn to dust in front of this woman, and even if thrown into 'Zhen Huan Chuan,' she could survive up to episode seventy-six.

In the first week, I was directly sunk, completely overwhelmed.

The original me definitely had a few screws loose, to actually find Rose Vesper's affected demeanor cute.

Now, watching Rose Vesper's performance, all I feel is disgust.

No longer hemming and hawing and promising Rose Vesper that I would return peace to this world, Qin Chu simply said indifferently, "I will do my best..."

Huh?

Rose Vesper, covering her face with both hands, appeared somewhat astonished. Such a bland reaction?

Peeking through a slit between her fingers, she tried to gauge Qin Chu's expression, only to find Mr. Brave turning his gaze toward the window, his cheeks slightly reddened… Hehe, she understood; this man must be shy, even too embarrassed to look at her!

Unnoticed, the carriage had reached the center of the giant city, where the environment changed abruptly. The stench was gone, the roads were smooth and clean, and the carriage drove without the slightest bump.

In the roadside trash bins, nearly expired food was stuffed, which the nobles living in the city center could never accept, not even nearing the expiration date; their delicate palettes only tasted the freshest delicacies.

Of course, even if the food ended up in trash bins, it couldn't be taken by the homeless and orphans; after all, those ragged, dirty orphans showing up here was simply unsightly.

It is said that to prevent these orphans, homeless, and commoners from entering the Noble District, the Emperor even ordered that a high wall be built around the Noble District…

Of course, the labor used for the construction came from the civilians outside the wall, and the money spent on building the wall was also paid by the civilians…

The buildings around were extremely luxurious and splendid, still brightly lit even deep into the night, with some nobles indulging in pleasure, flanked by followers.

A wall divides; on one side, it's heaven, on the other, Hell.

After a long while, the carriage finally stopped in front of a palace that was more luxurious than most buildings in the Noble District, its glazed tiles shimmering under the moonlight, and the magic lamps at the entrance flickering with a soft, hazy glow.

Rose Vesper gently took hold of Qin Chu's hands, "Mr. Brave, the banquet will be held here."

"But please, first come this way to change."

Although Rose Vesper didn't put it too directly, Qin Chu understood that his casual attire was obviously improper in the eyes of those nobles and disrespectful.

What the hell. Even now, these nobles still found the time to ponder over propriety; in their eyes, a noble's reputation might very well be more important than anything else.

"Mr. Brave, I'm sorry, I still have some matters to hand over and can't personally attend to your dressing. I will arrange someone appropriate to come over soon; please wait a moment," Rose Vesper said apologetically, her demeanor making it hard to blame her.

Qin Chu simply nodded noncommittally. Just after Rose Vesper left, Qin Chu suddenly stretched his arms vigorously, "Whew, acting is exhausting. Now, the revenge can really begin…"

"How do you plan to do it?" Shaye, who had been resting on Qin Chu's shoulder, asked.

"It's simple; our powers are gone. The most important issue for us now is to gather some people around us who can ensure our safety. These people don't need to be absolutely loyal to us, but at least their interests should align with ours, like those who hold grudges against the Church, against the Holy Daughter…"

"That way, we won't lose our lives over some trivial matter."

"I know who's coming next; they're a good target to exploit." Qin Chu's mouth curved into a sly smile, "I have a plan; what do you think..."

On the other side.

With a slap, Rose Vesper, just back in her room, couldn't control herself and smashed a teacup to pieces.

Next to her, a girl with emerald-green long hair and golden soft eyes, dressed in a black and white maid costume, looked on in fear, trembling as the Holy Daughter stormed to the sink, furiously scrubbing her small hands as if trying to wash off all the filth.

Damn it, even sharing a carriage with that filthy guy made Rose Vesper feel like her pure body was sullied, breathing the same air, every second was torture for her.

It's going to get her pregnant.

Especially when she grabbed Qin Chu's hands, his knuckles even touched her skin. Now, just thinking about that moment, Rose Vesper's whole body was covered in goosebumps, and she even felt nauseous.

The white towel rubbed vigorously across her chest, her skin turning slightly red.

It must be because that bastard was too filthy. Her pure body would never be aroused by anyone other than Lord Jie Luo.

"That damn bastard, looking at me with those filthy, blasphemous eyes..."

"Damned guy, he even touched my skin, something even Lord Jie Luo has never done…"

"Asshole, shit, die, die, die…" Rose Vesper continuously stamped her feet, venting the disgust in her heart.

She readily showed her true self, not worried at all that the maid in the room would spread her image because… no one would believe her anyway.

The maid's name was Angelica, once one of the Saintess candidates and Rose Vesper's strongest competitor on her path to becoming the Holy Daughter.

However, at the last moment, it was revealed that Angelica had used an evil curse, attempting to kill Rose Vesper. She was condemned as a heretic by the Church, originally to be burned at the stake, but Rose Vesper, now the Holy Daughter, stepped forward, claiming that Angelica was merely blinded by momentary jealousy and deserved another chance.

Rose Vesper volunteered to keep Angelica by her side as a maid, aiming to reform her with divine kindness, earning a wave of goodwill and reputation. Everyone was moved by Rose Vesper's mercy and benevolence.

In reality, only Angelica and Rose Vesper knew the true nature of the so-called curse…

Keeping Angelica by her side was not for any reformation; it was to humiliate this woman who had once caused her great trouble. When she grew tired of it, she would kill her.

No matter what Angelica said to others, no one would believe her, and she would even be rebuked as ungrateful.

The fire in her heart made it hard for Rose Vesper to control herself.

Angelica did not resist at all, her face just numb.

Rose Vesper seemed to finally collect herself, looking at her slightly distorted face in the mirror, she kept shaking her head, "Ah, no, this won't do..."

Discarding the strands of hair she had pulled from her head, her small hands kneaded her cheeks. The tender cheeks, under Rose Vesper's adjustment, returned to a beautiful, innocent smile.

"Angelica, go to the dressing room and attend to that Hero's changing; that should be the most suitable job for you now…"

"Oh, and if that Hero tries to do anything to you, make sure not to resist, okay? We can't afford to offend Mr. Brave." With a smile, Rose Vesper gave her orders, "This time's Hero is not as much of a gentleman as Lord Jie Luo; he just got summoned and seems to have done something terrible to Lady Nadia."

Rose Vesper's talents were not limited to disguise and performance; she also had an astonishing observational ability. Although she had never spoken with Nadia nor mentioned these things to Qin Chu, she was keenly aware of something that had happened between Nadia and the Hero based on Nadia's reaction.

Now was the time for Angelica to prove her worth.

After all, although this woman was silly, she had a good body and appearance — wasn't every candidate for the Saintess stunningly beautiful?

Angelica's slender body shuddered for a moment, then she lowered her head and adjusted her clothes before leaving the room.

She had no power to resist Rose Vesper.

With a heart full of unease, Angelica arrived at the door of the dressing room and, after hesitating for a few seconds, gently knocked.

"Come in."

With a creak, Angelica, stepping in her black leather boots, walked into the dressing room.

Qin Chu, who had his back to Angelica, turned around, "Holy Daughter, you finally came."

This was Angelica's first encounter with the Hero, just an ordinary man in stature and appearance, at most above average, but nothing particularly remarkable.

Only those deep black eyes seemed to possess a Magic Power that could see through everything.

Angelica gave a bitter smile, "Mr. Brave, you jest, I'm merely a maid. If you have any needs, please feel free to speak."

On the other side, Qin Chu seemed startled by Angelica's words, looking her up and down, and considering what Rose Vesper had said, Angelica felt a bit scared.

"Eh? Are you, not the Holy Daughter?" Qin Chu said, surprised.

Startled by Qin Chu's words as well, Angelica quickly waved her hands, "No no no, you're mistaken, Miss Rose Vesper is the Holy Daughter…"

Qin Chu tilted his head, seemingly deep in thought, "Is that so?"

"Although Rose Vesper is very beautiful and seems very holy… I always feel she's fake, as if wearing a thick disguise, hiding her true appearance. I don't like that."

"On the other hand, you seem very pure and holy. I feel, you're more like the real Holy Daughter."

Qin Chu's words struck Angelica like lightning, her entire body stiffened in place, uncontrollably trembling.

For three years, everyone thought she was a heretic who had tried to harm the Holy Daughter out of jealousy. They slandered her, cursed her, bullied her; the superficial gloss could not cover the scars under the maid costume, whether physical or of the soul.

But now, Angelica felt she had finally met someone who understood her.

Her eyes teared up in an instant.