Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted Chapter 57

"Today is Valentine's Day, Master. Remember to eat the chocolate I prepared for you when you get up."

Loren woke up a bit later than usual today. Even Nightingale had already gone to eat, yet Loren still hadn't gotten out of bed. In the end, Mirrorheart had to go and wake him up.

Mirrorheart swallowed the food in her mouth and suddenly brought up the topic of Valentine's Day to Loren.

"I genuinely don't understand why something like Valentine's Day would exist in a situation like this..."

Having holidays in a game is fine; as long as the players are happy, even celebrating the Spring Festival wouldn't be an issue.

But this is reality. Most people can't even eat their fill, yet they still have the leisure to celebrate holidays and give chocolate.

Moreover, in such a crazed religious worldview, there's such a sweet, innocent holiday. Logically, Christmas should be about letting gods give birth to tens of thousands of twisted children, and Valentine's Day should be about ripping out hearts and kissing each other's.

The concentration of anime tropes shouldn't be this high in a Cthulhu-esque setting.

Even though he said that, Loren was actually quite happy. After all, he wasn't like before his transmigration, where he didn't even have a woman he could talk to. There were no girls in his class at school, even fewer women after entering the factory, and after doing Wildlife Conservation, he hardly saw any people at all.

Anna's was a bit better because she bought chocolate, melted it, and then let it solidify again.

After getting dressed, Loren walked to the dining room. Anna and Naclis's chocolates were already prepared, and the moment Loren appeared, they shoved the chocolate into his hands.

Scarlett, who had no concept of the holiday, felt a bit awkward, and even her eating slowed down.

Loren took a symbolic bite and then set it down, leaving only Mirrorheart's untouched.

"See you this afternoon. I'm off to school first."

As he stood up to leave, Loren also took out his little notebook, tearing out the pages with 'Plague Believer' and 'Simone' written on them, leaving only the page with Eldrin's name.

Before leaving, Loren casually picked up a newspaper. The Gedlan Kingdom did have newspapers, although they were rather crude. The royal family clearly didn't want to miss any opportunity to manipulate public opinion.

Unlike the previous praise for the nameless superhero, now that Luna had started targeting nobles to champion the weak and punish the strong, the newspaper's evaluation of her had dropped considerably.

If this continued, the nobles would likely really move against Luna. This was also within Loren's expectations. He was confident he could protect Luna one hundred percent, which was why he allowed the situation to develop. When the time came, letting Luna witness it firsthand would be more effective than any amount of reasoning Loren could offer.

Then, she could be made to live a quiet life, no longer dreaming of being some superhero. That would be safer.

Although Loren's raw combat power wasn't strong, he had enough schemes and hidden cards. For every possible situation that might arise, Loren had a plan.

At worst, Loren's black robe was now inscribed with runes pointing to every Outer God—Greed, Hatred, Joy, Fear, Love... If pushed, Loren could just blow everything up.

Valentine's Day was just a minor interlude. Loren had never forgotten the main task. After tossing the newspaper aside, Loren wrote a date next to Eldrin's name in his little notebook.

The date was seven days from now. That was also the day Loren would refine the Ember Radiance for him.

Gwen had barely returned home these past few days, staying in the cities around the Royal Capital, brewing up something big.

Everything was proceeding smoothly according to Loren's plan. The old King, with his extended lifespan, had regained his ambition, determined to achieve great deeds. His eighty-something-year-old son was utterly plunged into despair.

It was true; the old King had done many things beneficial to the common people. But the atrocities committed by those Plague Believers under the King's indulgence were still vivid in Loren's memory.

The crimes the old King had committed couldn't be wiped clean with a single stroke. His name was still placed alongside Eldrin's. Honestly, killing the old King wouldn't bring much benefit, but it would make Loren happy, and that was enough.

After arriving at the classroom, many people gave Loren chocolate. Basically, any girl with the financial means chose to give him a box.

Loren was knowledgeable, gentle in character, and somewhat handsome, so his popularity was normal. But Loren knew this wasn't the fundamental reason. All of this was likely at the suggestion of their parents; the people behind the students wanted to curry favor with Loren.

However, Loren didn't mind. He wouldn't stay in the Royal Capital for long. Afterward, he would return to the familiar little town.

He did, however, glance at Luna in the last row. Luna was holding a box of chocolate in her arms, talking to her Friend.

"You even dared to hit Sylvia. Your fearsome reputation has spread throughout the entire school. Why are you chickening out now?"

"That's different... When I hit Sylvia, Master Mentor had my back. This time, no one's covering for me..."

Faced with her Friend's teasing, Luna didn't know how to respond and could only brush it off.

Loren saw all of this. Under his influence, Luna had indeed become more steady, but when facing him, she still got nervous. Loren had to take the initiative.

Another class ended. Even after all this time, Loren's classes were still the students' favorite.

Loren accepted all the chocolate the students gave him. Free stuff shouldn't be refused; at worst, he could take it back for Anna to eat as a snack.

Today, Loren once again obtained the Tear of Condensed Wishes. As soon as class ended, he went to the office to start refining potions. The more methods he had to deal with Eldrin, the better.

This time, Loren chose the sixth-grade magical potion [Myriad Resonance], which could greatly enhance a person's perception, allowing them to hear the voices of all things. Combined with the talent Loren had chosen, his perception would reach a terrifying level—it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he could foresee the future.

Myriad Resonance was only sixth-grade, much simpler than the previous potions. The reason for choosing this was that Loren's materials were running a bit low. After refining so many things, the King's stockpile accumulated over the years had been almost entirely depleted by Loren.

However, this didn't change the fact that Myriad Resonance was very suitable for Loren's current situation. With the High Tower, he didn't need to build a tanky body at all; he just needed to ensure he could dodge every attack. His Mana was sufficient to support such frequent use of the High Tower.

While refining the potion, Loren also heard a knock on the door. There was no need to guess who was outside.

"Come in, Luna."

"How did you know it was me..."

Luna hid the chocolate behind her back, her movements becoming smaller due to her awkwardness.

"You always come to me after school, though you're a bit later today."

Only then did Luna realize how frequently she came to see Loren. She found a place to sit down and quietly watched Loren refining the potion. Even just watching made her feel incredibly happy.

"Done."

After the refinement was complete, Loren skillfully bottled and sealed the potion, tucking it under his black robe. At the same time, he pulled out another potion bottle from within.

"Here, try this. It's mint chocolate flavored and has a refreshing effect. I can't make chocolate, but I can refine potions."

After taking the potion bottle, Luna was clearly shocked. She hadn't expected Loren to prepare something for her too.