The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies Chapter 312: The Fall

First, it was the mory of that night, the girl breaking out of her cocoon and transforming. Adele only had a vague impression. But for Seraph, it was an unforgettable event, even in her long angelic life.

Even now, Seraph couldn’t explain why a unique emotion suddenly arose within her emotionally barren heart the mont she t Adele that night. What aspect of Adele’s breathtaking presence captivated her, causing ripples to spread through her heart, which hadn’t stirred for over a thousand years?

It was for this reason that Seraph chose to reveal herself to Adele. And, unprecedentedly, she decided to guide Adele to beco a witch. The angel accepted the sacrifices she made for this with indifference, without a care. She desperately wanted to understand everything about the being that stirred her emotions, naly, “Adele.”

Chacoco, the Fallen Angel...of course, she didn’t have that na in ancient tis. Seraph didn’t need to ntion her true na. But she had once said sothing to Seraph: “My fall began the mont I desired to understand that girl.”

What did that an? Seraph vaguely grasped it, yet couldn’t truly understand. But in the monts of pleasure with Adele, besides indifferently observing the witch’s transformation, was there ever a fleeting mont where Seraph felt that falling like this might also be a good choice?

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Seraph’s bewildered feelings at that ti, along with many other sensations—pleasure, pain—were all empathetically experienced by Adele at this mont. She also saw herself through Seraph’s perspective, her own charming, lust-filled face. She saw her own writhing body...

What was this...watching a super close-up, 3D surround, high-definition version of her own...activities? And she could even empathize with Seraph’s experience at the ti. Wasn’t this ability a bit too strange!? Or was it that to beco an exceptional witch, one must first have a deep and personal experience and understanding of human emotions, of the seven deadly sins?

Although Adele could comfort and understand herself with this explanation, she was still surprised by the “perverted” nature of witches. This was an experience that even a “hentai” like Adele found sowhat “perverted.”

Fortunately, Adele began to learn to perceive the surroundings and Seraph’s feelings from Seraph’s perspective, not just everything her own image presented to her. Using this thod, she found that she could look for clues from that ti. For instance, through Seraph’s peripheral vision, Adele noticed that the window in the room was open, certainly due to a certain kitten’s carelessness. Although First Snow could use short-range teleportation magic, under normal circumstances, she preferred jumping out the window and flying away with her wings.

Also, Seraph’s state of mind was unusually calm even in such an aroused state. If it were Adele, under her own fierce “offensive,” she would have already raised her hands in a V-sign, her eyes rolling slightly upward. This discovery made Adele a little discouraged. It was like working hard in the fields, while the girl beneath her said, “Ah, so good, I love it,” but was actually thinking, “When will this be over?” It was quite a mood killer.

Fortunately, through Adele’s continuous efforts and the developnt of her “Profiling” ability, she finally captured the mont when Seraph’s heart wavered, even wanting to succumb to the pleasure. Adele felt like she had eaten a piece of honey. This was her great victory! Hmph, even the coldest girl had a warm heart, ow~ And could be completely conquered~

But then, following Seraph’s perspective and thoughts, Adele captured other images from Seraph’s distant mories.

The first scene was of a sky-obscuring fire falling towards a city, a supre deity attempting to subdue sothing with infinite power. The earth trembled, the sea reversed its flow, and countless races were displaced. So tried to resist the deity, but they were ruthlessly slaughtered by angels. Those white wings and strange eyes together beca one of the sources of fear for all races.

Adele shuddered. But for the angels at the ti, this seed like an ordinary event. Even Adele’s own perspective...was that of Seraph, one of the angels, bringing divine punishnt to the world.

The second scene was the fall of an angel. An angel, already transford into a breathtakingly beautiful human form, fell from the vast, high heavens like a swan with broken wings. During her descent, her six wings, with thousands of pure white feathers, were stained from the base with the filth representing all the sins of the world. She was completely banished from the heavenly kingdom of God. But for the woman, this wasn’t exile. It was her resolute departure.

Countless blinking eyes appeared in the sky. It was an extrely distorted and unsettling scene. Adele knew that countless angels were watching their compatriot, their forr comrade, fall towards an unknown shore. And within their own hearts, an unknown emotion arose. Like Pandora’s Box being opened. Perhaps after that angel fell, more angels would continue to fall. Because their world no longer consisted solely of the duty to carry out God’s commands. Soone had blazed a new path for them.

Curiosity was the greatest original sin. Wasn’t it because of curiosity about the taste of the forbidden fruit that the ancestors of humanity were eternally banished from paradise? And now, even angels were tainted by a similar sin.

For so reason, God didn’t appear. Perhaps at this ti, the angels’ “Lord,” that mysterious deity, had already vanished. He was unable to prevent the collapse of faith, the fall of angels.

As ti passed, the angels disappeared one by one. How many remained in the human world today? No one could tell Adele the answer.

Then another fragnted image ca. Adele beca even more curious about Seraph’s past, so she focused her mind even more. However, at that mont, a sudden jolt, like an electric current, ran through her mind. Seraph actively severed the connection between herself and the girl, seemingly unwilling to let her continue watching.

In reality, Adele also let out a whimper and separated from Seraph. Both girls were disheveled, panting heavily. Adele clutched her forehead, her aggrieved expression inviting pity and comfort. Normally, Seraph might have been unable to resist comforting her. But at this mont, the angel, unusually departing from her usual calm deanor, was panting heavily. She stared intently at Adele’s face, as if trying to see through her skin, wanting to know what kind of soul resided within her body.

Because Adele’s ability was far beyond Seraph’s expectations. In fact, most witches could only grasp partial mories and feelings related to an action or object. Only Adele was an exception, unique. She could actually peek into other mories of hers. And such distant mories. Her ntal power was clearly weak, could she really withstand tracing back thousands of years? Such a vast amount of complex information was unbearable for ordinary people. Even long-lived races had various ways to periodically clear their mories to ensure their brains functioned normally.

Like elves, they would go to the holy spring in the Fairy Forest every once in a while to wash away their “worries.” In reality, it was a ritual to remove unimportant mories that wasted brain space. Or like Cat-Birds...they were a special case, pure of heart. To put it nicely, they were innocent; to put it less nicely, they were a little foolish. They ate, drank, slept, and were happy every day, never bothering to rember complicated things, so they hardly needed to clear their mories.

This caused them to mature much later than many other races. The one [N O V E L I G H T] Adele raised was, to a certain extent, forced to mature by her...

Angels were a special race, created by God. So they could rember countless pieces of information. Adele, without these conditions...how could she do it? Or perhaps it wasn’t Adele who traced back those mories. Perhaps those fragnts sought out Adele?

Such an absurd thought suddenly arose in Seraph’s mind. But it was impossible. Because Adele wasn’t a witness to those mories. She shouldn’t have resonated with the “Profiling” ability.