While My Mage Wife Grinds, I Power Up Idly-Chapter 75: Giving Cidi a Change of Taste

Kakarim frowned.

The cultist he had contacted before hadn’t made so many demands.

Greenfur’s requirements were truly excessive.

"Right here," Kakarim insisted. "As for sacrifices, just use your Devotees. There are over forty of them here."

Greenfur shrugged helplessly.

"Damn... Bro, you’re a big shot in the Holy Cultivator Guild. Surely you know that under your god’s radiance, someone like me can’t perform any ritual properly?"

"How do you know if you don’t try?"

"Really can’t do it. If the Cidi God curses me for this, I’ll lose His favor, and then no one will be able to help you. Bro, the soul has seven days, remember? I shouldn’t have to remind you; he has only a few days left. It will be hard to find someone like me again."

Kakarim gritted his teeth and said, "Enough. Stop calling me bro all the time. I’ll take you to a place right now."

"Just take me, that’s enough," Greenfur said. "And bring nine living human sacrifices."

"Oh, then bring your nine Devotees."

"That’s probably impossible. They have already pledged loyalty to the Cidi God. The Cidi God won’t be stimulated by their souls or flesh. It’s like drinking wine — the Cidi God needs delicious wine, not wine that’s grown boring." Greenfur explained.

"Impossible! Damn cultist, do you think you can fool me? I know your Cidi sect has had Devotees who sacrificed themselves to successfully retrieve a soul." Kakarim’s expression darkened.

Greenfur remained calm in the face of danger and explained, "That’s because the soul they retrieved belonged to a chaste Nun. That contrast gave the Cidi God a strong stimulus. But this time, this time is different, right? If so, I can do it."

As he spoke, Greenfur touched Kakayather’s corpse. His words were improvised on the spot. Mainly because Ashu had said they couldn’t lose too many Devotees.

To be fair, Kakarim knew exactly what kind of person his son was—someone who usually bullied others relying on his power and never learned his lesson.

His faith in the Divine Mother Goddess was almost zero, maybe even negative.

Kakarim took a deep breath of the cold dawn air.

"Let’s go. First to the place. The sacrifices will arrive soon."

"It’s an honor to serve you, big shot of the Holy Cultivator Guild. I trust you’ll keep your word. When I bring this person back to life, you will fulfill your promise, right?"

Kakarim sneered, "Only within a certain town. If you step one inch beyond that, I will annihilate you without mercy."

"I understand."

...

Kakarim took Greenfur quickly to the open space outside the Church.

Then they entered underground through a secret passage from the open space and arrived at the underground drainage system of ’Kakase.’

At the same time, several Paladins arrived at the scene, bringing nine knocked-out beggars.

Greenfur saw this and couldn’t help but laugh, "Bro, so these are your sacrifices? That’s really killing two birds with one stone—not only meeting the sacrificial conditions but also cleaning up your city’s dirt. Truly a righteous approach."

"I said, don’t get familiar with me," Kakarim said, then gestured to the Paladins to bring his son Kakayather’s corpse and the sacrifices forward. "We can start now. All your conditions are met. If you waste any more time talking nonsense, I’ll kill you immediately."

"Of course."

Greenfur smiled slightly.

He didn’t know where Ashu was right now, but in any case, he had taken the last step as Ashu expected.

However, he also understood that Ashu did not want this dead man to be resurrected.

So, at this step, his mission was complete.

He couldn’t go any further, but if he didn’t continue, Kakarim would kill him on the spot.

He wasn’t afraid of death. For Cidi, for the Bishop, he was just waiting.

"What are you still standing there for?" Kakarim pressed him.

"What do you think?"

Suddenly, a voice came from the far end of the sewer.

Kakarim looked over in horror and saw Ashu himself standing there.

But the Demon Huntress Nun and the Saintess, who usually followed Ashu closely, were nowhere to be seen. freēnovelkiss.com

"You... just in time. Today, I’ll kill you and avenge my son!"

As the words fell, Kakarim was about to unleash his fury.

However, before he could make a move, a cold figure appeared right in front of him.

"You?!"

"Boom—"

Without the slightest doubt, Kakarim was kicked flying, crashing into the wall of the drainage system.

The wall shattered into pieces where he hit it, embedding Kakarim’s whole body into it.

That single blow caused blood to pour from all seven orifices of Kakarim’s face.

"Cough—cough cough—Demon Huntress Nun, that’s not fair!" Kakarim knew he was exposed, so he shouted furiously with all his might.

"Fair? All I see is you colluding with cultists." Vivita said coldly.

Kakarim hurried to defend himself: "No, I did not conspire with the cultists, I was only testing them..."

"I’ve been following them since they entered the door."

Hearing this, Kakarim was struck as if by lightning.

The border city of "Kakase" was so large, covering such a vast area, criminals were regularly brought here for final judgment.

The Demon Huntress Nun had chosen not to follow before or after—but she specifically tracked this particular batch.

Clearly, this was a premeditated plan.

At this point, there was no turning back.

He looked at his son’s corpse. If he fell, no one would be left to resurrect his son.

All his hopes for the future slowly burned away.

Kakarim’s bloodshot eyes suddenly locked on Ashu. All this had started because of Ashu. Today, whether Ashu was an ordinary man or a "luminous saint,"

he would make him pay with his life!

"By the way. The investigation results are out. Those ten assassins confessed. Their employer was your wife. I have already handed this over to the ’Kakase’ city hall. I suppose the city hall has no right to arrest you, but surely they can arrest your wife, right?" Ashu said when he saw Kakarim looking over.

This was like the last straw breaking the camel’s back.

Kakarim completely collapsed.

"I! Have devoted my entire life to the Divine Mother Goddess! Why do I receive no favor from Her? Why was I forced to marry an ignorant woman? Why did I get a disobedient son? Why did he have to run into you? Why have I worked so diligently and yet am so cursed!" Kakarim pulled his arm from the wall and roared in anger, "Listen, kid, you can’t kill me! Not even the Demon Huntress Nun can kill me! The gods of hell will embrace my hatred—I will become a Demon, and ’Kakase’ will never know peace!"

After saying this,

he slammed his palm against his own temple. The strike, infused with Magical Essence, entered through his right temple and exited his left temple.

Just like his dying roar, when this Cardinal full of intense resentment and unwillingness committed suicide, heaven would not accept his soul.

Instead, the evil god of hell would notice him because he was a Cardinal in life.

"To choose suicide..." Vivita murmured.

"In fact, even for such a mistake, as a Cardinal he wouldn’t be sentenced to death—at most he would be suspended and investigated." Vivita explained, "But Kakarim chose to kill himself decisively. I think he had prepared a backup plan long ago. Either he truly had a chance to become a Demon, or this death is just a way to escape."

"I need to find his soul." Ashu said. "He still wants to become a Demon; I can’t let his dream come true."

Sacrificing live humans and commissioning the Cidi god to find a soul—Ashu had done this before.

Only back then, he had tricked Cidi Devotees into self-sacrifice. That batch of Cidi Devotees were cultists stained with many innocent lives.

Now, Ashu couldn’t just sacrifice the beggars in front of Vivita.

Moreover, the beggars were all in the Paladins’ custody.

Everything happened so suddenly that before the Paladins could react, Kakarim had already killed himself.

"You’re all just laborers; it’s not easy for any of you. Whatever benefits Kakarim promised you, I can promise the same." Ashu began to appeal to them psychologically.

"Don’t lose your minds over a dead man. There’s still a long road ahead. Listen to me, go release these beggars, and bring me ten cows and ten sheep."

The Paladins looked at each other, their expressions hidden behind their helmets.

But once the first Paladin released Kakayather’s corpse, the others quickly changed their minds as well.

They immediately nodded at Ashu, then swiftly climbed to the surface and headed toward "Kakase" to gather the livestock.

Ten sheep were easy enough to find, but ten cows were a bit more difficult. Not only difficult, but expensive.

The Church itself didn’t raise cattle; to get ten cows, they had to visit farms around "Kakase."

The Paladins spent some time and only managed to carry ten cows back to the drainage system by dawn.

"’Luminous Saint’ sir, we have gathered what you requested."

Looking at the ten cows and ten sheep lined up before him, Ashu said nothing and immediately controlled Magical Essence to form blades, slitting their throats.

Then, using Magical Essence to gather the fresh blood, he drew a Cidi magic array at the feet of Kakarim’s corpse.

Ashu remembered the pattern clearly and drew it effortlessly.

When the blood-red pattern was completed, accompanied by Ashu unleashing his Evil Power, the ten cows and ten sheep instantly exploded, turning into a mist of blood that filled the drainage system.

Luckily, Vivita acted just in time, using Magical Essence to block the splatter.

But the Paladins were not so fortunate; their armor was soaked with cow and sheep blood.

Greenfur watched Ashu’s actions with curiosity and asked, "Does this actually work?"

"To give Cidi a change of taste." Ashu answered simply.

He wasn’t sure if it would work. If it didn’t, he would have to distract Vivita and find a few death-row prisoners to sacrifice instead.