Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System novel Chapter 30

Chapter 30: Chapter 30: The Devil’s Whisper

Chapter 30 – The Devil's Whisper

Elizabeth turned toward the voice, her expression flickering with something between confusion and suspicion. How had he approached without her noticing?

Noah's smile remained intact—relaxed, unreadable.

"What are you doing here alone?" he asked, voice casual, curious. "I thought you were always glued to Elijah's side."

Elizabeth didn't respond at first. Her gaze drifted back to the battlefield below. Carnage in motion. It was almost over.

Her voice was soft, almost lost in the wind. "Some will come to challenge the Chosen One. And I'm not a fighter... so I stepped away. I didn't want to distract him."

Noah nodded slowly, stepping closer. "And what about you?" The Saintess said "Why isn't the Princess glued to you?"

Elizabeth turned back to him, a half-smile curling her lips. "I was surprised to see you two together, to be honest. Last I heard, the Emperor was breaking your engagement and giving his daughter to Elijah."

She tilted her head, voice taunting. "So tell me—how did you manage to make her stay? I'm sure she wouldn't mind being the woman of a god's chosen."

Noah chuckled. "Well, how could I possibly allow my childhood love to marry another? I mean—am I not also an SSS-rank holder?"

Elizabeth laughed, but it wasn't a kind one. "Yes, you are. But let's be honest here, Noah. You're no match for Elijah."

Her voice dipped, turning almost sincere. "Still... thank you. That's one girl less to worry about."

Noah raised an eyebrow. "One less, huh? So even you know how many will flock to him?"

"Aren't you jealous?" he added.

Elizabeth's smile vanished. Her voice dropped to a firm, razor-sharp tone. "What do you want, Noah? Stop circling. Say what you mean."

Noah's expression didn't change, but something flickered in his eyes.

"You're the Saintess. He's the messenger of your goddess. Isn't that the perfect couple? I just want to see it happen."

Elizabeth froze. "What?"

"You heard me," Noah replied, voice light but laced with something darker. "I've been thinking about how it could all play out."

Elizabeth stared at him, brows furrowed. "What do you mean?"

Noah's smile twitched—knowing. Dangerous.

Elizabeth asked, "How?" Her expression sharpened, serious now.

Noah smirked internally.

Elizabeth Lightcross.

One of the female leads. And without a doubt... the scariest of them all.

Calm. Composed. Graceful. But that was the problem. That was what made her dangerous.

A Yandere with control over her emotions—is there anything more terrifying?

Even his mother, a certified Yandere in her own right, couldn't manage that. Around him, her emotions always slipped. But Elizabeth?

Elizabeth smiled while calculating how to kill you. She didn't crack. She planned.

But that's not surprising, with a talent like hers, how could she possibly be normal?

Still, it worked. She had always held back in the early parts of the story—always careful, always restrained.

But Noah had no intention of waiting for her to bloom.

He wanted to watch the garden burn.

"Isn't the question simple?" he said out loud. "Don't tell me you never considered such an option before."

Elizabeth looked at him, puzzled. "What option?"

Noah smiled, soft and sickly sweet. "Of course—to kill the women who are close to him. What else?"

Shudder.

Elizabeth flinched—not from fear, but from the sickening sense of being seen. A part of her she buried, exposed by someone who shouldn't know it existed.

Noah leaned in, his voice lowering to a whisper.

"Don't give me that look. Others might not know, but I do. I know who you are, Saintess."

He stepped even closer, just inches from her face.

"I know how you think of every method to kill them—clean, quiet, precise. But you stop yourself. Every time. Because of him. Because of the fear."

"Because if Elijah saw that side of you... he'd run."

His voice slithered into her ears like poison.

"Don't hold back. Because if you do, you'll lose him. You know Elijah, right? He's lustful. He won't stop collecting women."