Let them offer their loyalty!

Hearing Larilo's classic rap, Qiu Tu sat back with his legs crossed, calmly seated there with a smile, listening contentedly.

He didn't care.

The enemy's breakdown was just an accolade of victory.

Therefore, the fiercer Larilo cursed, the more pleasurable it was for Qiu Tu.

After several minutes of cursing and noticing Qiu Tu was increasingly enjoying it, Larilo finally realized something was off.

She stopped her profanities and, looking at Qiu Tu with disdain, said, "You're not a masochist, are you?"

"How come the more I curse at you, the happier you are?"

As she said that, her eyes shifted, and then she sat down on the altar, stretching out her delicate little feet in a gesture of offering and said, "Would you like sister to step on your ding-ding with her little jojo?"

Qiu Tu: ...

This Evil God is truly fucking perverted!

Before Qiu Tu could even speak,

Larilo's crimson eyes shifted again, and then she said, "Of course, if you like things like little whips or candles, I can help you with that too."

"But just a reminder, you have to buy the 'Low-Temperature Candle' produced by the Fifth Sanctuary, definitely don't just pick up a candlestick from the table and pour it directly on someone."

"I had a believer who was stupid enough to pour a household candle on someone, scalding them so they screamed, stripped naked, and started fighting him."

Qiu Tu: ???

What the hell kind of bizarre knowledge is this?

Why do I need to know this?

Thinking this, Qiu Tu's face grew red with irritation.

Larilo, mistaking his reaction for interest, smiled smugly, a trace of self-satisfaction gleaming in her crimson eyes.

Clearly, in the mind of this 'Life Reproduction' path Evil God, there were all sorts of similar strange stories.

If Qiu Tu were interested, she could take his XP to the extreme.

So, feeling very confident, she began, "Of course, if you are into bondage, I also have some....."

As he listened to Larilo's influx of messy knowledge, Qiu Tu began massaging his temples, feeling a headache coming on.

Now, seeing Larilo about to embark on another topic, he quickly crossed his hands and said to Larilo, "Stop, stop."

"Don't fill my head with this bizarre knowledge, like I want to hear it or something...."

At Qiu Tu's words, Larilo was first stunned, then her face showed sheer astonishment. Clearly, she couldn't understand why anyone wouldn't appreciate this knowledge.

Qiu Tu ignored Larilo's expression. He felt it was best not to engage too much with this peculiar Evil God before him.

He always felt like she was trying to "infect" and "assimilate" him in a very novel way.

If he listened too much, he might fall into her trap.

Even though Larilo's expression remained terribly normal now, and her previous reactions were all quite logical,

who knew what myriad tricks and methods these Evil Gods, capable of invading the real world and gathering believers, possessed.

Qiu Tu thought it best to be cautious.

So, after shutting down Larilo, he picked up the altar from the table and began shaking it frantically.

Larilo, locked in the 'Soul Shackles', was suddenly lifted into the air and then began rolling continuously along with Qiu Tu's vigorous shaking.

While she tried to control her body, she started another round of rap, "Qiu Tu, you son of....."

"I....."

"You...."

And so, accompanied by the rap beat, Qiu Tu shook her for two minutes and then finally set the dizzied Larilo down.

After putting Larilo down, Qiu Tu looked at her and cut straight to the point, "Your Highness."

"I'd like to discuss a deal with you."

Being a consciousness, Larilo didn't physically feel dizzy.

But... being jostled around like that was psychologically uncomfortable enough to drive her mad.

So, hearing Qiu Tu wanted to talk business, she glared at him like a cat that had just been scared, her crimson eyes fiercely fixed on Qiu Tu, and said, "Business? What kind of business?"

"Are you planning to trick me again?"

Hearing Larilo's words, Qiu Tu, leaning back in the study's chair, said naturally, "I, want you to become my follower."

Larilo: ???

For a moment, Larilo almost thought she had heard wrongly. Continue your journey with My Virtual Library Empire

Who would be whose believer?

An Evil God like herself becoming a believer to an ordinary person like Qiu Tu?

Possibly foreseeing Larilo's reaction, Qiu Tu smiled as he picked up a pen from the table, twirling it around and counter-questioned, "What's so hard to understand?"

"Why can only ordinary people be followers of an Evil God, and not an Evil God be a follower of an ordinary person?"

This sound logic left Larilo momentarily at a loss for words.

She opened her mouth, intending to articulate a few points but, wary of revealing information to Qiu Tu, she hesitated and drew back.

Just then, Qiu Tu abruptly changed the subject, no longer discussing the matter of the follower, and started on another topic.

He said, "Your Highness, let's not talk about the matter of the believer for now. I want to explain a misunderstanding to you first."

"You say I tricked you. How did I trick you?"

"Did I hand you over to the Security Department, or to the Sanctuary?"

"Aren't you safe and sound here because I secretly protected you?"

After being tricked by Qiu Tu several times, Larilo had already learned to be more cautious.

So, she didn't fall for it and said, "Just because you don't hand me over now doesn't mean you won't in the future."

Qiu Tu replied, "But you can't question me based on future events."

"The future hasn't happened yet, so how do you know I won't really keep you safe and sound?"

Upon hearing Qiu Tu's words, Larilo, for a moment, really didn't know how to argue back.