At this moment, the situation was far beyond ordinary danger.
Fula seemed to have lost control, like a frenzied beast without reason, and Anlis had absolutely no way to deal with it.
She was a hero who had only been born for less than a week. Going from Level 1 all the way up to Level 47 was entirely due to an incredible stroke of luck.
She had never undergone systematic training. The only things she could rely on were the acting skills she’d honed dealing with Vylian and her raw physical strength.
Acting couldn’t fool a crazed person—after all, their behavior always aimed to achieve some predetermined goal, making them impossible to reason with.
It wasn’t like she could just punch Fula into unconsciousness.
Fula was her sister in arms, her beloved friend.
There was no bonus for that.
In a way, the current Fula was far harder to handle than Vylian.
At least Vylian was still “normal.” As the Demon King, her logic and goals were clear and easy to understand—with enough thought, Anlis could always find a way to avoid her.
But Fula?
Her goal was to sleep with Anlis herself!
Anlis couldn’t just obediently let her do it!
“Anlis, why are you so resistant to me? Is it just because I’m not her? Ha, she was right when she told me you like lolis. If that’s the case, can’t you just imagine I’m your type?”
“How am I supposed to imagine that? I don’t even like lolis!”
Anlis felt her head spinning.
Why did everyone think she was a lolicon?
Forget it—strike first!
Knock Fula out with one punch, then take her to the Holy Order. Maybe the Holy Order’s Holy Light could purify whatever abnormality was on Fula.
Decision made. Anlis didn’t hesitate. She charged straight at Fula and swung a hand-chop. But the moment her wrist touched Fula, the other girl easily caught it, unmoving.
Anlis’s eyes went wide.
She clearly remembered that Fula’s level wasn’t very high. How could she easily block a Level 47 attack?
Only then did Anlis think to use her ability to check Fula’s status panel.
[Name: Fula Kachi]
[Lv: 8]
[Class: Mage]
[Elemental Affinity: All elements in the world will stay close to you.]
[Magic Surge: Your magic power increases with your level.]
[Magic Enchantment: Your magic power can be imbued into any object, granting it strength and radiance.]
[Breath of Life: The God of Life gazes upon you, giving you the power of life without reservation.]
Breath of Life?
Fula… was being watched by another god!
Anlis’s pupils dilated.
The next second, she clearly felt the vitality inside her being forcibly drained by Fula.
It felt like a wooden rod being yanked out of a bamboo tube—a faint pop sound, and all her strength was sucked dry, her body going limp.
“Are you surprised I can do this? You just bathed in my Living Water, didn’t you? That washed away the holy protection you have as a hero. All your talents are temporarily sealed by the God.”
“Now, it’s a piece of cake for me to drain your life force~”
“Anlis, stay here with me forever, okay? Forget your mission as a hero. After all, with your holy protection gone and your talents sealed, you no longer have the power of a hero.”
“I’ll tell everyone you’ve embarked on an expedition to slay the Demon King. No one will suspect a thing.”
“You just need to lie beside me like a doll, enjoying happy times together, forever and ever.”
The more Fula spoke, the more excited she became. Her obsession almost overflowed.
With her own Level 8 power, defeating a Level 47 hero like Anlis was a fantasy.
But under the God of Life’s gaze and blessing, she had the power to easily control Anlis’s life and death.
“Fula! Wake up!”
Anlis was too weak to do anything.
She could only shout, hoping friendship’s call would awaken Fula’s reason.
“Wake up? I’m perfectly awake. I know exactly what I want to do.”
With one hand, she lifted Anlis, walked from the tiny bathroom to the main room where a wooden bed sat, and gently placed Anlis on the soft mattress.
Fula took off Anlis’s dirty outer clothes, revealing the simple yet embarrassing catgirl outfit underneath.
Fula pouted, then put the cat ears and tail on Anlis.
“That’s better. I always thought this outfit would suit you.”
The tail wasn’t insertable—just a fake tail attached to a waistband.
The entire outfit was too revealing. Anlis’s stomach was exposed, showing the silver heart curse without any cover.
Combined with the catgirl outfit, it was incredibly lewd.
“When will your curse break out?”
“How should I know? Fula, stop doing the wrong thing!”
Anlis was both anxious and embarrassed, her cheeks burning.
This was the first time she’d been treated like this while awake.
As for Vylian, that jerk was mean, but she only did awful things when Anlis’s curse activated and she lost reason.
When Anlis was conscious, Vylian acted like she was guarding against a thief—as if Anlis was the one who would take advantage, not the other way around.
Anlis never really understood Vylian’s thoughts, but compared to this situation, that was much easier.
“Doing the wrong thing? Anlis, you know what I want. How is that wrong? Since this curse is untimely, I’ll just trigger it manually.”
Fula’s so-called manual trigger was, of course, manually entering the QQ Space.
In her mind, as long as she aroused Anlis’s desire, whether the curse activated or not didn’t really matter.
Anlis watched Fula’s hand slowly move downward, her heart suddenly pounding.
“Wait!”
Anlis shouted with all her remaining strength. Fula paused her hand. “What? Something to say?”
“Fula, this isn’t right. A forced melon isn’t sweet. If you do this, you’ll only get my body, not my heart. We might not even be able to remain friends in the future. Are you sure you want that?”
“It may not be sweet, but it quenches thirst. I can’t stand watching you flirt with other women! If we can’t be friends, then let’s be master and pet. I’m the master, you’re the pet.”
What the hell?
Anlis had hoped this speech would persuade Fula, maybe with a threatening tone to make her change her mind.
Instead, it backfired.
What’s with master and pet?
This state of Fula was far more troublesome than the Demon King Vylian!
“Wait!”
Anlis shouted again, desperately interrupting Fula’s reaching hand. Her mind raced, and she came up with another idea in a flash.
“What is it now? My patience is limited.”
“Fula, what I’m saying is—maybe we don’t have to make things so awkward, right? First become close friends, then lovers, and finally join in matrimony under the Holy Hall’s witness. I prefer that gradual process. What do you think?”
This was Anlis’s temporary measure.
She planned to calm Fula down first, then find an opportunity to take her to the Holy Order, letting the Holy Light cleanse the abnormality.
Only a god’s gaze could defeat another god’s gaze—like using magic to counter magic.
She had already perfected the art of lying sincerely while dealing with Vylian!
“Hmph… smells like lies.”