The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 203

Beyond the world of mortals, in a realm inhabited by divine beings known as deities.

Hundreds of heavenly palaces seemingly made from the most delicate white jade and grandest precious materials could be seen in the clear blue sky, residences giving off majesty and dignity amidst the golden sunlight and white clouds…

Inside one of those palaces, an image of a woman could be seen sitting on a throne made of red gemstones with her eyes closed, her long eyelashes somewhat trembling, as if she was trying to focus on something.

If there were any words to describe her peerless appearance, it would be devastatingly beautiful.

She was the incarnation of the word ‘attraction’, from her long copper brown locks that fall in waves on her back, to her face that seemed to be nothing less than perfection, down to her ravishingly voluptuous body covered by a long elegant white dress that touched the white marble floor.

One glance and anyone would know that no human could be that beautiful–no, even elves renowned for their beauty or angels famous for their blessed looks could not compare.

A goddess.

The woman was a goddess, her entire persona radiating glorious divinity, and one could see she was someone powerful even among the pantheon of gods.

Her fair and delicate hands resting on the armrest of her throne trembled, those long slender fingers of hers gripping the frame of her throne.

‘Found it!’

An attractive smile appeared on her perfect lips, but it disappeared as fast as it came. A slight wrinkle appeared on her smooth forehead, yet even the act of her displeasure looked exquisite.

‘Almost caught it…but why did it disappear? As if a shroud had veiled it from my vision…’

As she opened her eyes, a glare brighter than the sun seemingly escaped her eyes as a hint of anger flashed inside them.

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With her grip on the armrest tightening, a crack inevitably appeared on it, but the divinity surrounding her body flowed onto that crack and seemingly rewound time. In a blink of an eye, not a blemish could be seen on her red throne.

However, none of that mattered to the goddess. Her deep brown eyes, eyes that seemed to encompass all emotions at once, suddenly grew tranquil. It was as if the image of her growing upset was all but a trick of light.

Just then, someone entered the throne hall and kneeled in front of her.

“This humble servant pays her respect to the Sovereign.”

The beautiful divine being sitting on the throne moved her deep gaze towards the newcomer.

“You have come, Petra,” a voice that sounded like heavenly music echoed within the vast halls. “Did you manage to find the whereabouts of that Sierra and her child?”

The being called Petra lowered her head and replied, “Not yet, Lady Isis, my Sovereign. Our kind almost reached them but they managed to escape our grasp. My heart hurts to say they have been harmed as a result , but it could not be faulted as they brought harm to themselves by trying to resist your glorious benevolence.”

Goddess Isis closed her eyes to calm herself.

“How regretful…” her lovely voice remarked with a sigh, “…and that seal…”

Her servant was surprised to feel the throne hall shake. “M-My Sovereign?”