Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 350 The Great Cat Battle

Valerie felt her worldview was undergoing a huge shock. After Ivy's explanation, she learned that the seemingly cruel and bloody scene was actually a recruitment advertisement for the Imperial Knights. The tree-man was Mr. JK Forest, the most popular director in the capital. His film "Heisenberg and the Book of Magic" has become the most popular movie in the empire.

The Nightmare Witch, head of Legendary Pictures at Barzatos, has signed this talented director and will provide the most professional actors for the filming of JK Forest.

The reason for filming the Imperial recruitment advertisement is quite simple—with the introduction of the "Imperial Path Reform Proposal," the people of the Empire have ushered in a long period of peace and prosperity, which has made recruiting members for the Imperial Knights a major problem. Compared with the stable and positive employment situation in other paths, the Netheril Sanctuary still adopts traditional knight training.

Knight apprenticeships typically last 6 to 8 years. After completing their studies at the Sanctuary, joining the Imperial Knights is no longer considered a desirable job by the residents of the capital. According to a career survey conducted by the new cabinet last quarter, the people of the Empire now prefer their children to become doctors, craftsmen, or work in the Astrological Guild.

These jobs offer relatively short training periods, high salaries, and numerous benefits for their families.

The members of the Imperial Knights denounced the irresponsible behavior of the other side, who had been wandering around aimlessly for some time and could not be found. They demanded that she come up with a solution to the Knights' current difficulty in recruiting soldiers, which led to the scene they witnessed when they returned to the capital.

In other words, although followers of evil gods were involved in this matter, they were actually serving the positive propaganda of the empire.

This was far too shocking for a traditional believer in the God of Truth.

Moreover, after meeting Valerie and learning her identity, Mr. JK Forest immediately extended an invitation to her with great excitement.

In the upcoming film "Heisenberg and the Chamber of Secrets," a distinctive and stern professor needs to be introduced, and Valerie's image is very close to his ideal candidate.

This means that if she accepts director JK Forest's invitation, she will have to work with the followers of the evil god.

but……

This could be a good opportunity.

Valerie reconsidered and accepted JK Forest's invitation.

If Ethan and Bazartos are indeed plotting something sinister, she might be able to get some clues from Bazartos's followers.

Ethan, on the other hand, returned to his mansion in the capital city immediately.

After several days of business trips and spending many days with the "countryside" ghouls, he felt like he was being pickled.

Besides the smell of blood and decay, there were other smells as well.

In his talk on "How to Become an Excellent Actor," director JK Forest mentioned that the best acting requires immersing oneself in the identity and situation. First, one must believe in the transformation of identity. Ethan suspects that he may have become too immersed in playing the "Capital Lord," to the point that he felt the "countryside" ghoul had passed on his impoverished aura to him.

This is bad.

Ethan lay in the bathtub, staring at the ceiling through the rising steam, and mentally criticized himself.

Such old aristocratic ideas do not conform to the mainstream values ​​of the empire today, and are likely to become a negative example and be criticized. Now, he wants to become the positive and energetic young man of the empire he once was.

Occasional bathing is beneficial to physical and mental health. The bathing environment in this era was one of the few places that could rival modern times. In particular, the nobles in the capital city had an almost fanatical pursuit of bathing. They would use a large room as a bathroom, and the royal palace even used a separate pavilion as a royal bathroom.

Special aromatherapy products, and even various skincare products developed by the astrological association, are now highly sought-after luxury items among the nobility.

According to Ivy, Queen Margaret often spent more than two hours in the bath, and even when she lived in the capital during the winter, she still had the habit of taking a bath every day.

It's no wonder that the nobles of the capital city generally smelled of incense.

"Thump thump thump, thump thump thump—!"

The scratching at the door interrupted Ethan's thoughts.

The source of the noise was persistent, trying to attract his attention again and again in this way.

"Who?"

"Meow~"

This is not the voice of winter.

A strange cat appeared in his house.

"Dong dong dong."

This sudden turn of events left Ethan speechless. He had heard people who owned cats mention that most domestic cats had a habit of trying to find out when their owners went to the toilet or took a bath. Whenever they closed the door, these curious kittens would start scratching at the door incessantly.

They are very patient; they won't give up until you open the door.

"Wait a mininute."

"Meow."

The shout that was right next to him startled Ethan, and he almost slipped into the bathtub. What came into view was a small black cat with heterochromatic eyes, its two paws gripping the edge of the bathtub, craning its neck and staring at him.

"How...how did you get in here?!"

"I'm worried you'll drown."

The cat made a familiar sound, "Also, as I've emphasized before, when I care about you, you should say 'Thank you, baby,' not ungrateful things like 'How did you get in here!'"

No one drowns in their own bathroom!

Ethan started complaining, saying he was just relaxing at home for a while, not going off to explore some deep-sea dimension.

The black cat scrutinized Ethan with one eye larger than the other, a sign of its confusion. "Hard to say."

She had been in the Empire for many years and knew of many cases of nobles drowning in their own bathrooms. In "Take You to Understand 100 Dark Creatures" alone, she recorded nearly ten kinds of dark creatures that would attack humans while they were bathing. In recent years, the followers of the evil god had also invented many cursed objects that would cause "bathroom murders" based on the fact that the nobles of the Empire liked to bathe.

"The bathroom is far more dangerous than you think!"

"What she said makes some sense."

A towering figure appeared, and with its arrival, the entire bathroom was illuminated.

A ray of sunshine dispelled the gloom in the bathroom.

"To be precise, many powerful individuals have fallen when they relaxed their guard."

"Especially since there are people with ill intentions eyeing them."

A biting cold rushed in, and a layer of red ice flowers formed in the warm bath. At the same time, an arc of electricity flashed. "But don't panic, we're here."

A small blue head popped out from the right side of the bathtub. The literary girl had her head down, glancing at the bathtub from time to time. Her voice was still short and devoid of emotion, "Ethan, it's safe."

In addition, an untimely little yellow potato popped up and shouted, "Hey, I recently discovered a treasure buried in a secret room while exploring the capital. Want to go treasure hunting with me?"

The elements have all arrived.

This originally heartwarming and touching scene turned Ethan red.

Because he was taking a bath.

Imagine the disaster that would happen if you were comfortably lounging in your bathtub, enjoying a rare moment of relaxation, when suddenly six people appeared in the bathroom.

"We need to hold a meeting."

The ice-element senior gave the black cat a cold glance. "Let's discuss how to deal with this dangerous guy."

"I know we need to talk."

Ethan took a deep breath. "But does it have to be while I'm taking a bath?"

"Why are you so nervous? Aren't there bubbles?" The ice element senior glanced at him sideways. "We're so familiar with each other now, why are you still acting like a shy little boy?"

Is that the problem?

Ethan wanted to burst out and question him, but his current situation forced him to lie down calmly and make good use of the bubbles in the bathtub to cover himself. He felt that if he continued like this, he would eventually become a "bubble elemental magician".

"That wretched woman actually dared to set up a barrier to keep us out!"

The ice-element senior sister struck first, coldly looking down at the black cat beside the bathtub.

"Meow~"

The black cat let out a pitiful meow and trembled like a stray cat as she hid on the other side. She stood unsteadily on the edge of the bathtub, at a dangerous angle, where she could easily fall into the tub.

"Clearly, there is a huge misunderstanding here."

Ethan said, forcing himself to speak.

"Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, the key lies in her behavior!"

During the time Ethan was out of contact, the elementals even prepared to forcibly enter the contaminated zone by tearing open the space of Darkforge City, which would have resulted in huge casualties.

Ethan sighed.

In order to persuade the elements, he had to concentrate fully.

The meeting lasted for nearly half an hour, and the proposal to keep the shadow by her side was temporarily passed by a vote of 3 to 2. Before leaving, the ice element senior who voted against it glared fiercely at the black cat and warned, "I will keep an eye on you."

The fire and ice elements voted against it.

The electric and wind elements listened to Ethan's idea.

The earth element agreed by flipping a coin.

After this ordeal, Ethan was exhausted and had no desire to continue taking a bath. However, just as he was about to send the black cat out of the bathroom, something even worse happened.

"Dong dong dong, dong dong dong -"

The scratching sound at the door started again.

"Wait a mininute."

"Meow~"

Ethan could immediately identify the cat with its distinctive sweet voice. However, for this energetic Ragdoll cat, "wait a minute" was not a good answer. The water vapor in the bathroom froze into the shape of a hand, which gripped the bathroom handle and gave it a gentle twist.

The white cat, like a victorious general, strode into the bathroom with an air of superiority. She glanced disdainfully at the black cat, leaped onto the left side of the bathtub, and then looked down at it without any hesitation.

The bubbles had mostly dissipated during the conversation, and Ethan's vision went black.

"Teacher, what do you mean by this?"

"If you've developed a fetish for being observed while taking a bath, you can come directly to me."

The cat spoke without any shyness, remaining extremely calm: "I have plenty of time."

After saying that, she glanced leisurely at the black cat on the other end and said, "You, get out."

"Meow~"

The black cat looked innocent and, without any instruction, started meowing in a high-pitched voice.

"First of all, I have not developed any strange fetishes."

Ethan said, "Secondly, I'm going to end this now."

He used the fireball spell.

The intense light obscured everything; this was a spell that could only be unleashed with the most extreme control of magic, stripping away the scorching heat of the flames and taking only its blinding light.

A hundred martial arts skills, this is the bathroom's ultimate move.

Ethan seized the opportunity presented by the flashbang, slipped out of the bathroom, returned to the bedroom, put on his clothes, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The elemental spirits were right; taking a bath was far too dangerous.

However, the crisis was far from over. The sounds of fighting coming from the bathroom forced him to grit his teeth and return to that dangerous area once again.

He witnessed the cats fighting firsthand.

The white Ragdoll cat, unlike its usual docile self, grabbed the black cat's whiskers with both paws. The black cat, not to be outdone, pounced with its front paws so fast they left afterimages. The two were evenly matched, and then both fell into the bathtub, splashing water everywhere.

The two cats looked thinner after getting wet, so Ethan had to step in and stop them, gradually turning the cat war into bathing and grooming the two cats, and then drying them with towels. During this time, if Ethan was not careful, the two cats would hiss at each other behind his back.

Ethan was exhausted after completing all of this. He felt that he had not relaxed at all and was even more tired than he had been in the contaminated area.

He lay on his back in a starfish position on the bed, and the two cats, tired from playing, squeezed onto the pillow on either side.

Now that Ethan has been raising cats for over a year, he has subtly noticed a difference in how his two cats treat him.

Without a doubt, Winter is jealous.

The black cat's behavior was more like food guarding. It didn't seem to be targeting Winter, but rather that she didn't like anyone getting close to Ethan. However, he didn't know if Shadow had learned to transform into a cat from Winter.

The black cat curled up on the pillow and drifted off to sleep, purring softly in the background.

"You've been fooled by bad women your whole life!"

As a "bad woman," Winter was always composed. She snuggled into Ethan's arms, rested her head on his chin, then tilted her head back and gently licked Ethan's lips with her pink tongue. The sweet scent of cherries filled the air.

Then, she squinted her eyes, and soon her breathing became even.

Ethan enjoyed this rare moment of tranquility.

A black cat moved into their manor.

A troublesome new member whose relationship with Winter is in a state of turmoil.

On her very first day of staying, she had already labeled Winter as a "bad woman".

It seems there's still a long way to go before the two cats can mend their relationship.

Sleepiness crept into the bedroom. Ethan, having caught it from the two cats, soon closed his eyes and put his worries behind him.

His consciousness drifted further and further away, eventually returning to a familiar place.

That appears to be his rented room.

Lying in bed, the first thing I see when I open my eyes is the computer on the table that I use for work.

"Ding-a-ling, jingle-"

The phone next to my pillow rang, and the caller ID showed a name that was both unfamiliar and somewhat familiar.

(End of this chapter)