2-80 - How Could the Villainous Young Master Be a Saintess?

## Volume 2, Chapter 80 ~ Oh, Is Reconciliation Possible? (Double Update, 5600 words) ### Author: Han Tang's Return **Last Updated: 2025/6/26 21:00:01** **Word Count: 5617** --- "I've got a really bad feeling about this," Wenny muttered, hoping he wasn’t being overly pessimistic. He could only pray that Aesphyra's protagonist aura wasn’t powerful enough to cause trouble everywhere they went. Though the probability of that fox showing up was low, Aesphyra being his "calamity magnet" companion could turn unlikely events into fate-altering disasters. "Is that your own gut feeling, Wenny?" Aesphyra tilted her head and raised an eyebrow inquisitively. "What about my instincts? Don't underestimate them. Sometimes they're dead-on. This could be one of those times! If you can easily defeat them, stop showing off and finish them quickly," Wenny insisted with a frown. "Oh? I'm not really worried, but weren't you the one playing the big shot in front of these demons earlier? Now you don't want others to put on a show?" Aesphyra teased Wenny, puzzled why he, who was so assertive before, had suddenly become apprehensive. "It’s not about showing off. I mean, let's finish up and leave quickly. The longer we delay, the more likely things will go awry." Wenny glanced at the group of succubi and dream demons, too intimidated to attack despite overhearing their conversation. Clearly, Aesphyra had left a lasting impression on them, making them aware that they stood no chance against her. "Wenny, do they look like they have reinforcements waiting to back them up?" Aesphyra asked, smiling. "They’re totally defeated, their morale shattered. If they had reinforcements, they wouldn’t be acting like this. They’d hold on, waiting for that faint glimmer of hope." "That's true, but what if something unexpected happens?" Wenny bit his lip. "You're like a walking bad omen. While nothing usually happens to you, your presence tends to bring misfortune to those around you!" "Alright, alright, since you’re so eager to return to the academy..." Aesphyra flipped her hand, revealing a dazzling golden sword. She hadn’t even used her holy sword earlier; she'd simply been playing around. "Is that...?" At the sight of the golden sword, an immense pressure bore down on the shoulders of the red-haired succubus. In that instant, she realized just how immense the gap was between herself and the silver-haired girl would always be unbridgeable, not for her, a mid-level demon spirit with almost negligible noble blood. Her subordinates were all low-tier succubi and dream demons, mostly at the sorcerer level. Some were even new soldiers, mere apprentices. Yet, despite their formidable life force, physique, unique racial abilities, and talents, rendering them superior to same-rank humans and capable of overcoming stronger foes, she was powerless against the silver-haired girl. This silver-haired girl’s power must be at least on a master level. Unknown to the succubus, Aesphyra wasn't even at the master realm. Like herself, Aesphyra was a demon spirit but one level lower, merely a beginner demon spirit. However, every seasoned reader knows that level ranks mean little for a main character. Hidden power, surpassing foes is a protagonist's unique skill. While levels reveal their extraordinary talent and remarkable skills, they don't limit a protagonist’s strength to peers of the same rank. Despite her low level, Aesphyra effortlessly bested zealots above the master level, proving herself capable and dismissing them with little effort. This was the defining aspect of a protagonist, defying levels and expectations. Seeing Aesphyra finally reveal her true strength to close the chapter gave Wenny a sigh of relief. Now, he hoped, nothing would go awry. Once they eliminated these troublemakers, he'd head back, report their actions, complete his last semester practice fight, and indulge in a well-deserved break—a period without Aesphyra’s chaotic presence. Wenny, already anticipating a break from tumultuous adventures, relished the thought. "Uh, young man, speak to the silver-haired girl, tell her it's all a misunderstanding! My actions were all influenced by these succubi. They weren’t my own intent. Labeling me as an accomplice of these evil demons is unfair, isn't it?" Fred pleaded, tied up and aching from being bound by thorny plants. "Shut it!" Wenny barked, kicking Fred mercilessly while glaring at the despicable man. "Hypocrite! I despise two-faced scumbags like you who exploit their positions. You've undoubtedly wronged innocent people." Spitting at Fred's face in disdain, Wenny continued, "You have the nerve to plea with me, renowned as Camille Kingdom's notorious rogue? Save it, you're destined for doom today. Stay silent if you don't want more pain!" Enduring Wenny’s kicks, Fred closed his mouth to avoid further punishment but remained unyielding, searching for a way to escape. He wouldn’t let these kids send him to execution so easily; he had to find a means to survive! Meanwhile, Aesphyra’s holy sword blazed with flames, dulling the ambient light. With a decisive swing, a fiery phoenix emerged, roaring with ferocity. 【Flaming Phoenix Cleanses the Land】 Stepping back to avoid the surge, Wenny's eyes widened in recognition. He’d seen this in a game CG before, a high-difficulty fire elemental spell, difficult to master and cast. Yet, Aesphyra wielded it effortlessly, a testament to her prowess. Aesphyra often employed this spell, a staple in her mid-level arsenal with its distinct firebird manifestation. Her resolve to unleash its full power indicated she wasn’t holding back, a harbinger of doom for the succubi. The fiery phoenix's searing feathers highlighted the pallor of the red-haired succubus. The sheer heat assured her of her impending doom, with escape impossible before such intelligence and agility. The spell's complexity justified its efficacy; it was Aesphyra’s magic of choice for magnificence and impact. No need to watch them perish; the succubi were doomed. Though inherently kind, Wenny found the upcoming scene distasteful, given their human likeness. He averted his eyes. Reflecting on his past life, he marveled at the reversal. Previously, he’d be the focal target of Aesphyra’s 【Flaming Phoenix Cleanses the Land】. Now, he stood alongside her, watching demons fall. Alright, , they should be almost... Huh?? When Wenny glanced at Aesphyra, something peculiar caught his eye. Was he mistaken? He noticed a hint of... seriousness on her face? This was unprecedented. What could make Aesphyra display such an expression? "Didn’t those succubi get burned to ash? Could it be that she’s having regrets about personally burning a bunch of beautiful succubus ladies?" Wenny wondered, silently casting his gaze forward. His eyes widened in disbelief, noticing an unusual phenomenon in the sky. Where it had been clear and sunny, the sky was now shrouded in dark clouds, heavy with the promise of torrential rain. Oh great, Wenny thought with annoyance. This otherworldly setting with its unpredictable weather and lack of forecasts is such a hassle. "Boom!" A thunderous clap echoed through the heavens, lighting up the darkened sky like daylight. The downpour began. "What’s happening?!" Even Fred, lying on the ground and seemingly uninvolved, sensed something amiss. Wenny watched in shock as the fiery phoenix, unleashed by Aesphyra’s flames, dimmed in the rain, its flames smothered one by one, shrinking gradually in size. What on earth is going on?? Wenny gaped, unable to comprehend. This was Aesphyra's flaming technique with Red Lotus Fire, a blaze so intense it could evaporate water before it touched it. What kind of rain could extinguish Aesphyra’s Red Lotus Fire? It should be impossible! Mouth agape, Wenny finally realized that the rain seemed off. Water should be clear, yet these droplets were an intense blue, resembling sapphire gems more than rain. As the rain pooled, it formed a massive sapphire-blue demon fox. Opening its eyes, the fox appeared sentient, pouncing on the weakened fire phoenix. As the phoenix let out its dying keen, the water rippled and hissed, evaporating into a mist. The fire phoenix was thoroughly extinguished. "..." Both Aesphyra and Wenny fell into a heavy silence, instinctively looking skyward. The red-haired succubus reacted similarly, but unlike Aesphyra’s seriousness or Wenny's bewildered confusion, she was brimming with excitement, shouting something unintelligible over the pounding rain. A portion of the rolling black clouds descended, enveloping the ground in darkness so profound that visibility dropped to under five meters. No way, no way, no way, Wenny panicked, a foreboding clenching his gut tighter. "Aesphyra, Aesphyra?? Where are you??" Wenny shouted, hoping to find her amidst the inky blackness, knowing she was his best chance for safety. His calls soon became unnecessary; visibility returned, revealing not just Aesphyra but a vast assembly. Not of humans, no—but of mystical foxes and succubi. They stood in silence, divided into two groups. On one side were fox spirits donned in elegant robes, with fox ears and multiple tails. Their attire of silk and brocade depicted mountains and streams, cranes, and clouds. Their feet, wrapped in white stockings, wore wooden clogs; some held pipes, others fans, or ritual wands, all maintaining a grave dignity. Wenny remembered a setting from the original work. In the fox demon tribe, wearing garments embroidered with mountains, streams, cranes, and clouds signified high status and noble lineage. Heads of prominent families or those serving as high officials could wear robes depicting mountains and streams. In contrast, only trusted advisors and key ministers to the nine-tailed fox queen could don garments with cranes and clouds, enhanced with secret arts rendering them impervious to fire and water. Meanwhile, across from the elegant foxes stood the succubi, a stark contrast with their revealing attire. Sporting horns and heart-shaped tails, these were no ordinary succubi. Their tails were longer, marked with unique symbols; some even bore a crimson hue. Dressed in black Lolita gowns adorned with golden trim, star-shaped pupils, and horns engraved with golden patterns—these were signs of high succubus nobility, and the reddish heart-shaped tails and flower-like wine-red eyes indicated royal succubus bloodlines. Unlike the fox spirits' serene composure, the succubi exuded an aggressive aura beneath their relaxed demeanor. While the refined foxes were elegant and courteous, the captivating succubi were dangerously alluring—a stark contrast each with its own captivating presence. Those assembled, whether foxes or succubi, were all nobility, some even royal relatives. Only a queen could command such formidable figures. That queen was Eurnes, the nine-tailed fox king, and the succubus queen—shrouded in legend. Wenny stared wide-eyed at the breathtaking white-haired, fox-eared maiden amidst the assembly’s admiring gathering. His jaw hung slack. This lineup could overthrow a nation with a single gesture, yet here they were! What on earth was happening? Was Eurnes declaring war on humankind? Wenny’s knees nearly buckled, overwhelmed by the sight. His mind buzzed, processing the gravity of the demon gathering. But really? They actually came?? Wenny’s lips trembled, recalling his earlier provocations when he'd arrogantly declared that even if their queen appeared, he'd crush her too. Surely, his brash words hadn’t reached Eurnes and her closest confidants? Wenny was now wracked with regret, his insides churning. Why had he felt the need to boast? To tempt fate? Now, his bravado had led to this confrontation, a deadly real-life encounter. Would he be crushed under their might? Despair engulfed Wenny; he felt his life slipping away. He'd dodged Aesphyra's holy sword, only to fall into Eurnes’ clutches. He was done for... or maybe, just maybe, there was hope? In this dire moment, a thought struck Wenny. He still had the Virtue Shop, neglected for so long. Perhaps they’d added a helpful free item. Could it harbor something to save him? Suddenly, a sense of purpose surged through him. Surely, there was a reason he'd been transported to this world! With renewed determination, he checked the Virtue Shop. As expected, after all this time, the shop had refreshed its items. But... Good news—it was updated. However, the bad news lay ahead. Wenny’s face fell as he saw the new free product in the shop: **Random Free Item: Telepathy Scroll.** **Function: Allows telepathic communication with a chosen target for a limited time.** Really?? In the midst of such a crisis, a useless thing like this? Was this some cruel joke? All newfound courage vanished, his hope dissolved in an instant. Alright, free items aren’t reliable. He'd hoped too much for a cheap solution. Despite its apparent uselessness, Wenny still exchanged it, setting the Virtue Shop back on cooldown. Left without options, Wenny’s gaze returned to the silver shadow he usually resented, now a beacon of solace. Amidst the most formidable assembly of succubi and fox demons, Aesphyra remained unperturbed. Though her eyes were solemn, she stood with the same serene presence as ever. This is why she's the destined heroine! Just standing there, she exudes an unmatched sense of security! But... What's the point of that?! Wenny's expression was worse than a cry. In later stages, Aesphyra could handle this kind of lineup, but right now, they're still in the early parts of the story! In the original plot, Aesphyra hadn't even encountered Eurnes at this stage! No matter how capable or fortunate Aesphyra was, she couldn’t possibly defeat Eurnes now! Eurnes was also a destined heroine, a descendant of not just one but two Sage families, making her formidable. Although she had a fatal vulnerability due to her lineage, this was her only known weakness, her sole downfall. Eurnes isn’t the main character, but as a 'fated protagonist,' her fortunes matched Aesphyra's, with a repertoire of trump cards to call upon. Wenny could imagine Aesphyra escaping if it were only a high-ranking fox demon or a grand duke succubus. But with this many, including Eurnes herself? What kind of cheat code is this?! Faced with two powerful adversaries, Aesphyra might not escape unscathed, much less against an entire assembly. If Eurnes hadn't shown up and just a couple of deputies had, Wenny thought he might reveal his secret card—transforming into Vannesa to save the day, a desperate measure at best in a critical situation. When on the brink of life and death, what's the worth of the secret? But with this overwhelming force, even becoming Vannesa would be futile. Not only would it be futile, but he'd be a sitting duck, taken down instantly. He well remembers how grudging that white-haired fox can be. Wenny regretted antagonizing her previously by plucking so many of her tails. Now, becoming Vannesa would be like wearing a massive DEBUFF sign, too risky to attempt. Wenny deeply regretted making things so irreparable last time. The thought of transforming before Eurnes was now a gigantic liability—one he dared not exploit.