The Only Player in ‘Child of Stardust’
Chapter 149 - 112: My Promise ≠ My Fulfillment_2

Chapter 149: Chapter 112: My Promise ≠ My Fulfillment_2

"Maybe... he was sent by God to stop us." The nun clutched the cross around her neck. It wasn’t some supernatural artifact, just an ordinary religious item.

Her voice trembled with tension, "We are doing something terrible. God won’t forgive us; God will punish us..."

"Ha, if God really existed, why hasn’t He killed you, a nun dealing with demons and making deals with Satan?" The butcher sneered, tearing into a roasted leg of meat.

"I was forced to, William, I was forced!" The nun glared angrily at the butcher, "If it wasn’t for you, you damned bastard..."

"Enough." The officer sternly interrupted her, "At this point, arguing is pointless. The ritual is about to be completed. If you think it’s inappropriate, you can choose to leave."

The nun remained silent. Leave? What a joke, they had come this far...

"Hypocrite."

The butcher burst out laughing, "You’ve had countless chances to leave over the years, but you’re here today. Are you really frightened? Really scared?

I think you’re actually thrilled out of your mind.

Last week, I slept with a nun just like you. She pretended to be a pious cleric when she was really a wanton slut. You believers are all hypocritical and ridiculous.

Nun? I think you’re an evil witch!"

"William!" The nun’s face flushed with anger.

"Enough, William, say no more."

The officer spoke coldly, "The ritual is about to be completed. I don’t want any mishaps, or else don’t blame me if I turn nasty."

"Alright, alright, calm down everyone." The plumber stepped in to mediate, saying with a smile, "After tonight, we will be the masters of the world. Why let a small matter ruin the mood?"

"Don’t speak too soon."

The officer scanned the group coldly, "Don’t forget about Maeve the traitor."

At the mention of her name, everyone’s expression turned serious.

"Speak up, why don’t you?"

In the Ghost Domain, Zhou Yuan was getting anxious, but none of the nine said who Maeve was.

Silence.

A long silence, broken by the sudden sound of the clock on the wall. The doctor stood up: "I should go get some rest. Be prepared, everyone."

The nine movie protagonists gradually left the dining room. Zhou Yuan, lounging on the sofa, smiled at them, "Guys, it’s pouring outside and looks like it won’t stop anytime soon. I’ll need to stay here. Can I get a room?"

"You sleep on the sofa." The officer’s tone was almost a command.

"Alright." Zhou Yuan thought for a moment, "Can I borrow a set of clothes?"

"I’ll get them for you." The streetwalker smiled seductively at Zhou Yuan, her hint blatantly obvious.

[Oh, my God. Your damned charm makes every woman want to sleep with you. Reminder, this is a wayward girl controlled by Happiness Beans. With a little manipulation, you can get some crucial plot-advancing clues from her.]

Resorting to seduction again? Zhou Yuan clicked his tongue in secret.

A few of the movie protagonists headed upstairs to rest. Shortly after, the streetwalker with blonde hair and ample curves returned with a set of clean clothes and tossed them to Zhou Yuan.

"Thanks."

"You’re welcome." The streetwalker licked her lips with interest, "Why aren’t you changing?"

"Miss, please show some respect."

Zhou Yuan said seriously, "I already have children."

"A married man?" The streetwalker’s eyes lit up, "I like that even more!"

"..."

The streetwalker stepped closer, attempting to brush Zhou Yuan’s chest with her fingers, but he dodged, causing her to become irritated, "Am I not pretty enough?"

"No."

Zhou Yuan nodded sincerely, "I have very strict criteria for a partner. She must be from Egypt, with blue eyes and white hair, 3000 attack power, 2500 defensive power, light attribute Dragon Clan, capable of fusing with Blue-Eyes Twin Burst Dragon and Blue-Eyes Ultimate Dragon."

"???" The streetwalker looked utterly confused.

"However..."

Zhou Yuan flashed a professional, mature, and charismatic smile, instantly causing waves to ripple through the streetwalker’s heart.

"If you can tell me some secrets, I can have a fun night with you."

With a charm value of 23, it had a terrifyingly devastating effect on ordinary people. The streetwalker’s face turned red as her breathing grew heavier, "Secrets? What secrets do you want to hear? I can tell you anything."

Zhou Yuan maintained his smile and whispered, "I want to hear secrets about Maeve."

The streetwalker looked as if she had been struck by lightning, her eyes widened in shock, "Who, who are you?"

"I’m Maeve’s brother." Zhou Yuan lied with a straight face.

"Impossible, Maeve has no brother! She’s an only child!"

The streetwalker looked disbelieving, "I grew up with her since childhood, how could I not know she has a brother?"

Oh? Another layer of relationships?

Zhou Yuan was surprised but kept his expression neutral, "I was sent to a distant relative when I was very young, so no one knows."

"Is that so?" The streetwalker started filling in the gaps herself, soon convincing herself, "You’re here for Maeve?"

Zhou Yuan nodded, "I received a letter from her, asking me to come here."

"That’s impossible." The streetwalker instinctively denied it.

"Why is it impossible?" Zhou Yuan countered.

"Because, because..."

The streetwalker hesitated, then shook her head, "Anyway, it’s just impossible."

"Miss, if you keep evading the issue, then our earlier deal is off." Zhou Yuan showed a look of impatience.

"Wait..." The streetwalker panicked. She didn’t want to miss this juicy opportunity.

She wrestled internally, to speak or not to speak? Hmm... They were this far along, revealing a little wouldn’t hurt, right?

This was just an ordinary person. He couldn’t possibly interfere with the ritual; he couldn’t even find the location.

Moreover, afterward, she could always...

The streetwalker seemed to have made up her mind, no longer hiding anything: "Because she would never drag an innocent person into this event."

"Why?"

"Because..." The streetwalker took a deep breath and whispered, "We made a deal with a demon."

Zhou Yuan feigned shock, "Are there really demons in this world?"

"Yes." The streetwalker nodded firmly.

"Eighteen years ago, our entire class of 40 people witnessed the demon’s arrival firsthand.

Every one of us signed a pact with that demon, agreeing to help it descend into our world in exchange for blessings from Hell, and everyone lived a blissful life from then on.

Since then, every six years, we held a ritual, sacrificing half of us to receive even greater blessings.

This time is the third and final time.

Once the ritual is completed, Satan will descend into the world and we will become the demon’s agents, ruling the entire world.

The streetwalker spoke softly, "But Maeve, that bitch, betrayed us. She’s been trying to stop the ritual for the past 12 years. She wants to send the demon back to Hell and destroy the happy lives we’ve built.

Ha... Even though I’m a streetwalker, it’s a path I chose. I suffer from X addiction. To me, physical and mental satisfaction is my greatest happiness.

Maeve’s actions threaten everyone’s interests. So we hunted her down, but she escaped. She remained hidden for years until recently when she voluntarily sent a letter challenging us to a final battle at the ultimate location."

Hearing this, Zhou Yuan’s expression turned subtle.

"Seems like you have no intention of keeping your promise." The streetwalker said expressionlessly.

"I promise ≠ I perform, not a direct relationship."

"You!"

The streetwalker’s eyes instantly turned fierce as she unleashed strength and speed beyond ordinary people, pinning Zhou Yuan to the sofa.

"Do you know why I told you so much?"

With a tearing sound, the streetwalker ripped her clothes to shreds, "The blessing I received is a powerful body. A body that’s always healthy, never sick, never tired, and can heal from any injury quickly.

This body allows me to enjoy X love to the fullest and gives me a terrifying strength surpassing that of grown men.

To me, you’re just a delicate, powerless flower that I can crush at any moment."

The streetwalker revealed a sinister smile, "I’ve heard that after a man dies, he has the hardest erection of his life. I’d like to try that, but it’d be a waste. A man like you should be savored slowly."

"You’re really twisted."

Zhou Yuan’s figure suddenly vanished from the sofa and reappeared behind the streetwalker.

"Taste my Hell Burial Knife Hand!"

Smack! The knife hand struck, and the streetwalker passed out on the spot.

"This is too terrifying, guys. Boys, always stay safe out there," Zhou Yuan said to the men watching outside the screen.

Everyone: "..."

"Wait, why wasn’t this woman killed after revealing crucial information?"

Chen Guangxi noticed the critical point.

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