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Chapter 557: Chapter 434: No Difference (3rd Update, asking for monthly tickets!) Chapter 557: Chapter 434: No Difference (3rd Update, asking for monthly tickets!) Aiwass quickly found the head Guardian within the Cathedral of Candle Master and whispered the situation to him.

It wasn’t just “Yulia” being captured by Emma that was simple, but a more complete version.

That is, “their Queen Isabel was abducted by Countess Emma.”

“…There’s also this matter?”

The Guardian’s brow furrowed instantly, “To think it has come to this…”

George immediately hurried with Aiwass towards an open space—in the overcrowded Cathedral of Candle Master, finding an open space was quite difficult.

As he searched for an open space, his brows continued to furrow.

He felt immense pressure, “I’m sorry, Aiwass.

I was right there at the Candle Master ceremony, just in the front row…

It’s my responsibility.”

The Guardian hadn’t even noticed “Yulia” at the back.

And it was impossible for him to have noticed.

Because Isabel hadn’t even entered the cathedral, she was watching from outside.

Though the Candle Master ceremony didn’t require any exalted status to enter, it was first-come, first-serve.

But inside was too crowded, too packed with people.

And “Yulia,” who was naturally short, wouldn’t be able to see anything if she didn’t get a good spot, there was little difference to her between being inside or outside.

They finally found an appropriate open space.

As the Guardian forcefully blew his chest whistle, the silent whistle carried far through the air.

After a brief delay, hurricanes wrapped around the Gryphon as it blinked and descended before them, and George, grabbing Aiwass, instantly leaped onto it.

“Philip, to the headquarters of the Lohar Society.”

The Guardian shouted, “Hurry!”

“Understood.”

A deep and reliable voice echoed within the storm, and in an instant, Aiwass along with the Guardian disappeared.

The sudden onset of two storms staggered the surrounding civilians—they were first pushed back and then pulled forward.

By the time the storm had subsided, most of them hadn’t even noticed that the Gryphon had landed there or that two people had vanished into thin air amid the crowd.

Aiwass was somewhat anxious.

He had no intention to take the elevator, and neither did the Guardian.

Instead, they directed the Guardian’s Gryphon, Philip, to fly outside the top floor.

He peeked through a window and found Emma’s office empty.

—The good news was, it confirmed that it was indeed Emma who had acted.

Because Aiwass had already warned her not to leave the Lohar Building, but now she was nowhere to be found.

The bad news, however, was that they had no idea where Emma had taken “Yulia.”

“Here’s what we’ll do, Aiwass.

I’ll stay here and use the ‘Eye of Avalon’ to look around, and at the same time, I’ll guard them,”

The Guardian quickly made a decision, “You take Philip and search elsewhere—start with places like the harbor.

Philip can hear my call, and no matter how far he flies, he can return, so don’t worry about losing contact.

If you find them, come and find me.”@@novelbin@@

“No problem, leave it to me.”

Philip spoke in a deep voice.

The next moment, the Guardian leaped up from atop the Gryphon, and Philip, carrying Aiwass and wrapped in the storm, suddenly disappeared.

From high above, George stretched out his right hand.

He didn’t even draw his sword.

The swirling storm followed his will and simultaneously shattered all the windows of the top floors of the Lohar Building.

He walked in the air with ease, took a few steps, and landed in the room.

George stepped on the shattered glass on the floor, the sharp crunching sound echoing from his hard black military boots.

The Guardian didn’t even sit down.

He just stood by the window, placed his hand over the Eye of Avalon on his chest, and immersed his mind in it.

His vision abruptly switched, providing a bird’s-eye view of the entire expanse of Avalon.

As he focused his attention, the imagery provided by the “Eye of Avalon” quickly zoomed in and switched at a rapid pace.

Avalon, Glass Island, Lohar District…

Taking this building as the center, he searched rapidly every street and house in the vicinity.

Having Philip take Aiwass far to search inward was just a precaution, a necessary caution.

George was convinced that Emma had not gone far—The Countess should be nearby.

—Because when he had broken through the window to enter, he faintly smelled a very faint aroma still lingering inside the room.

Very, very faint…

Very faint…

Very strong…

George’s thoughts suddenly began to slow down, the scene in front of him slowly grinding to a halt, distorting frame by frame.

His mind was still stuck inside the Eye of Avalon, unable to extract it, but at that moment, he faintly felt as though he had fallen into a warm embrace, and a tingling voice gently rang beside his ear:

“…Nice to meet you, Lord Guardian of Avalon.

This is indeed my…

full effort…”

At that moment, in the Material Realm.

Black arrays covered the entire room, transforming into a pitch-black cage.

The Countess Emma, bare of clothing, gradually appeared from the void with a transparence, affectionately holding the Guardian’s body with an almost entwining gesture.

Thorns intertwined with shades of pink, blood-red, and black grew from her being, wrapping around the Guardian, exchanging their blood.

His eyes, shining with white light, gradually dimmed.

The black smoke that signified the Curse of the Path of Love slowly dissipated from his seven orifices.

“My dear…

relax a bit…”

She whispered softly and tenderly in the Guardian’s ear.

— Ambush and trap, these were the combat strategies that the cautious Emma favored most.

Initially intended for that peculiar “Minister Moriarty,” but unexpectedly, there was an accidental gain.

The Guardian, while in the state of the Eye of Avalon, was not sufficiently guarded against the outside world.

Anyway, Yulia had already memorized the route and had been branded by her.

There was no need to worry about losing control—the entire Avalon probably had no one capable of eradicating a Succubus’ branding when applied in person.

So she rushed to tell Yulia’s coachman a word, instructing him to take Yulia home first.

Afterwards, Emma immediately activated the demon summoning array she had set up at the top of the Lohar Building, teleporting directly from Yulia’s side.

—Wouldn’t the benefits of beguiling the great Guardian of Avalon during this opportunity far exceed those of charming that odd Minister Moriarty?

Such a thought suddenly sprang up in her mind at that time.

And now, under the full power of Charm, a sharp tail began to grow behind Emma, horns appeared above her head, and her skin slowly turned crimson.

Inside the whole Lohar Building, the merchants who were not participating in the Candle Master’s ritual, one by one, began to get excited.

Their skins turned redder and redder, becoming increasingly agitated as if they were going mad.

Soon, a chaos unfolded within the Lohar Society, initiated by a scream and the sound of shattering glass.

This was just a small fraction of the power that escaped, yet it had a very strong impact.

The traits of the Succubus began to emerge clearly, which was the symbol of a Demon Incarnation utilizing full power—one more step, and the Succubus within her would hatch directly.

But…

Emma felt that the Guardian’s will was exceptionally tenacious, causing her to furrow her brows.

The pure Path of Authority had extremely strong resistance to mental manipulation—in this mental tug-of-war, she actually felt an almost uncontrollable inclination.

Had she made a mistake?

Had she been too rash?

Emma suddenly felt something was amiss.

She questioned herself, introspecting secretly.

—No, I am not wrong.

She quickly corrected the hesitation in her heart.

After all, now that she had acted, there was no chance for regret even if she was wrong.

And if she missed this chance, she probably would never get such a good opportunity again.

Her own plans would be exposed, and other schemes would fail as well.

If she successfully controlled the Guardian, then everything would proceed smoothly…

Success would be doubly beneficial, while failure would bring shared ruin.

Thinking this way, Emma convinced herself and reaffirmed her determination.

Although it was somewhat regretful…

it was time for her days as a human to end.

After all, Emma had long been prepared for this.

As a Demon Incarnation, this day was bound to come eventually.

It was still her, just as the her who was the Son of the Moon, also belonged to the past.

But Emma had no inkling, and would never realize—

Her sudden impulse to act against the Guardian, who was of the same Energy Level yet held a slight advantage over her, and her decision to temporarily set aside the direct order from “Father” to “bring back the Blood of Heracles,” choosing instead to control the Guardian at any cost, mirrored the mindset of those beguiled by her…

…they were indistinguishable.

—Without any mental preparation, at an incredibly opportune moment, Emma was charmed by the yet unhatched Succubus within her!