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Chapter 474: A Round of Applause Please

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Author: The Sole Survivor Original Source: SFACG
Translator: CatatoPatch English Source: Re:Library

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Nari stuck out her little pink tongue and smiled at Hayley, “Oh, then let’s get married together.”

What the heck…kids these days are scary… isn’t it a bit early for a three year old to be talking about marriage? Although… if I were to say yes now, wouldn’t that mean I instantly gain two more fiancees? I wonder if anyone will call me a scumbag if I do so? No way… my pee pee is still on vacation so any relationship between us can only be a pure one!

The more I considered the possibilities, the more I realised that this wasn’t a good idea at all. I threw Ancarin a flustered look as she continued chuckling at me from the sidelines. “Ancarin… aren’t the two of them rather mature for their age?”

She first nodded apologetically in my direction then explained, “Master… Lady Ferti’nier actually gave us a gift when she guided us to becoming your Demonesses. While you were asleep, Ferti’nier carved a dream array onto a Dreameater’s core. That array allows its owner to enter a dream simulation of life…”

“It simulates life?” Don’t tell me…

“That Dreameater’s core was originally meant for me and Regine, but roughly half a year ago, those two scamps suddenly barged into my arms while I was using it and… well, the three of us were…”

Let me guess… those two probably spent a fair amount of time in the dream… Blasted Ferti’nier, this is all your fault!

“Hey, your big sis is innocent. She only wanted her little brother’s Demonesses to be more prepared for their future advancements.” Ferti’nier immediately popped up to defend herself. “Who knew that it would end up like this…”

Sigh… I know it’s not her fault… but what have I inadvertently gotten myself into…

“That’s enough, you two.” Said Regine in her usual icy voice. The moment she noticed the predicament I was in, she quickly stepped in to intervene. “Can’t you see that master is feeling troubled?”

“But aunty Regine… Nari isn’t troubling mastah at all!”

“Me too, teacher…”

The two of them reacted differently to Regine’s admonishment. Nari seemed a lot closer to Regine, while Hayley seemed almost a little afraid of her. And while I hadn’t explicitly asked Ancarin yet, I could tell that she hadn’t told Hayley the truth about her origins.

Hayley’s greyish hair and matching tail and ears were the epitome of furry cuteness. But this furriness was also a grim reminder of the close battle I had with that bandit leader who also happened to be a Werewolf.

Either way, with Regine’s intervention, the two scamps finally quietened down while the rest were also done with their meals as well. Jezsere, Reyage and Zurnalin were all led down to their rooms by Ancarin in order to get some rest while I stayed behind to settle some matters.

“Everyone is ready now, please follow me, master.” Said Ancarin as she carried the children to the entrance. As she did so, she had on a brilliant smile. “This will be the first time our sisters have met you, master.”

Even though she did not say it, I could tell from her sparkling eyes that she was full of excitement for this long-awaited introduction.

Before we started our meal, Ancarin had sent word for the other women of Demoness Abode to gather in the great hall. By all accounts, they should be ready by now. In order to formalise their worship, it was important that everyone had a clear mental image of my being. In that case, I had better perform well.

“Off we go then.”

Under the guidance of Ancarin and Regine, I slowly climbed down the stairs. With every step down the Abode’s wooden stairs, I could feel the number of eyes on me grow. There had to at least be four hundred of them gathered down there right now, and as I became increasingly visible to them, my body began to change as well.

The blue magical tattoos on the left of my face became clearer; the golden horn on my forehead started to appear; my purple hair started to dance in the air, following which my cloak started to rise up, revealing a set of resplendent purple wings beneath…

By the time I was at the podium in the great hall, my transformation had been completed. Before I had stepped into the Western Human Realms, I had already considered what would happen if I had to transform all of a sudden. The clothes that I was wearing right now were magical tools that had the ability to automatically alter themselves to fit me. It was because of this that my wings did not end up tearing apart my clothes.

Thanks to the grandeur of my little performance, I could hear the deafening silence of their bated breaths.

Very good. Exactly the reaction I was looking for.

I deliberately stayed silent for a while longer, then under the suspense-filled eyes of those present, I started with as much pomp as I could muster, “I am the master of this Abode, serving me is your honor. Do well and I will bestow unto you…”

Perhaps it was because of my awe-inspiring opening, those present were all shocked into silence. Suddenly, in the middle of my speech, a boy’s voice interrupted me, “Lady Mo Ke, is that really you?”

Who is that?! Who dares interrupt my opening speech?!

Turning in the direction of the voice, I found a red haired, moderately charming youth sporting a buzzcut standing at the door. The moment that youth laid eyes on me, his eyes went unbelievably wide. Most likely because of the drastic changes my body had undergone since I last returned, he hesitated for a moment before recognising me. Overwhelmed by excitement, he threw his arms wide open and hugged me tightly.

“Lady Mo Ke, you’re finally back… do you know how much I’ve missed you…”

“Who the heck are you?” I said as I casually waved my hands, summoning forth a short bone wall to separate myself from the buzzcut youth. As expected, he ended up tripping because of the wall and fell face first onto the ground. By the time he got back up to his feet, his previously dashing face was a bloodied mess.

A critical hit!

Now that he had come back to his senses, and also partly because of the shock of my actions, the youth anxiously explained himself to me with tears in his eyes, “It’s me, Dioh… don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten about me, lady Mo Ke?”

“I say, you’re still a man and all, so can you not give that forlorn look?!” For some inexplicable reason, I really wanted to punch this kid right now. “And let’s get something straight here, I’m a man!”

“Claiming to be a man like that… it has to be lady Mo Ke!” Even though I had just rejected him so callously, the buzzcut youth did not seem to be affected at all. In fact, he seemed even more excited now that he confirmed my identity. “But why doesn’t lady Mo Ke remember me? It’s me, Dioh!”

Having said that, he immediately pointed at his bloody nose which only had just stopped bleeding. Faced with such a comical act, even my unexplained fury died out in an instant, replaced by a bemused smile on my lips.

“Oh, it’s Dioh. Sorry about that, I didn’t recognise you there. It’s been so long after all, and we’ve all changed a fair bit as well. You know I have problems with faces…”

“So lady Mo Ke does remember me… that’s great! I heard the Demoness Abode was receiving a guest so I thought it might be you. That’s why I ran all the way here… it’s been three whole years… you’ve become even more beautiful…” As he said that, Dioh gazed smittenly at me.

“That’s right. It’s been three years and you still look as dumb as before.”

Honestly speaking, the way he looked at me was a little off-putting. Naturally, I had no kind words for a person like that. I coldly harrumphed and continued, “It’s been three years and you still can’t even figure out that I’m a man!”

However, Dioh didn’t seem at all angered by my barbed words. He instead smiled back at me with a silly grin plastered on his lips. “Lady Mo Ke is always such a kidder. How can there be such a beautiful man in this world? If there is, wouldn’t all the girls have to commit suicide in despair?”

… How is it my fault that I’m so beautiful?!

At this point, I was about done with this airhead so I decided to change the topic. “That’s enough out of you. Can’t you see that I’m busy showing of– I mean, we are having an important discussion right now.”

“Oh. My apologies, I was just too excited so I did not see you talking just now. I’ll get out of your way then.” Thankfully, Dioh, while a complete airhead, still had the courtesy to know that he had interrupted something important so he quickly stepped to the side.

Alright, that’s that guy settled. Now, back to the show… Hold on, why is everyone giving me such a strange look all of a sudden? And what’s with that horrible attempt at holding back a laugh? Weren’t they all awed by me?!

I swept my eyes across the room to where that silly potato Dioh was and found the crux of the problem… That brat… he turned my grand introduction into a blasted comedy skit… Fudge! Do you think I’m a lousy late night comedian or something? I’m the man who will one day become the Devil King!

Unfortunately, whatever atmosphere I had built up with my entrance was all completely ruined by Dioh’s interruption. Everyone present only had a strange look to give me as they waited for me to continue.

“Lady Mo Ke, didn’t you have something to say?” Realising that the atmosphere was rather awkward as well, Dioh promptly stepped in to remind me of his annoying existence. “Don’t worry, everyone is listening. Please, let’s have a round of applause for Lady Mo Ke. Woooo!”

Clap… clap… clap… A wave of clapping started to fill the air under the guidance of Dioh. However, those clapping only had a bemused look on their faces while I had the face of someone who was out for blood… truly…



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Chapter 473: Young and Younger

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Author: The Sole Survivor Original Source: SFACG
Translator: CatatoPatch English Source: Re:Library

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“Little brother, you can shove whatever you want down your throat, but you can’t spew whatever you want out of it.” Just when I thought I had latched onto the crux of the problem, Ferti’nier suddenly interrupted me. “Your big sis won’t try to harm you, believe her.”

She’s not wrong there. We are two souls in one body; if I die, she dies as well. But isn’t her hobby messing with me as well? Turning my body into one that is neither male nor female, and laughing at the whole situation from the sidelines, isn’t that just the perfect setup for her?

So it is her fault!

“Your big sis has already said it’s not her fault, she’s innocent.” Realising that her words weren’t having the effect she’d hope for, she rushed out to explain herself once more. “When Yi Yi decided to throw you into the Blood Sea, she had no mana at all. It was all thanks to your big sis that the dimensional barriers were even broken. Your big sis was originally an incomplete soul to begin with, she could only exist within the confines of the Chaos Crystal… you have no idea how hard your big sis tried in order to transport you to the Blood Sea. She could only fall into a dormant state after expanding all that mana…”

She does make a fair point… And if she were to really deny it all the way, there’s nothing I can do as well. Fine… I’ll let her off the hook this time.

“And the Faith Power?”

‘It’s yours. It’s all yours, happy now?’

“Heheh, our little brother is the best. Once your big sis over here gets her body back, she will definitely find a way to return our little brother’s manhood.”

‘Alright, alright. It’s not like my body won’t automatically regain its manhood once you leave. If you really want to repay my generosity, you need to find another way instead.’

“Deal. Your big sis is a Devil of her word.”

As my little banter with Ferti’nier came to a close, several young ladies came in bearing platters of food. For the most part, they held steaks, a variety of poultry and fish, and finally some pastries -your typical western meal.

To be honest, I did not dislike this style of food, I just wished there were also more oriental options.

Since its inception, the Demoness Abode had always made it its mission to provide refuge for homeless women, girls, abandoned infants and those forced into servitude.

As of right now, the members of Demoness Abode had already crossed the three hundred mark. All the gold we had salvaged from that scumbag Duran had all been invested into the infrastructure of the Demoness Abode. Naturally, the Abode couldn’t just survive on brick and mortar, so Ancarin began brewing potions to trade with Plateau Village.

Before Ancarin had become a Mage apprentice, she was a certified physician whose job was to tend to the ordinary folk. It wasn’t a very prestigious occupation in a world of magic and swords, but for the ordinary folk who needed them, physicians were highly respected. As for why they did not just seek out Priests, they just did not have the money to afford one.

Ancarin had kept all of Duran’s books, from which she combined her medical knowledge and those of alchemy to create some basic potions to treat ailments. These potions were then traded to the outside world via Plateau Village, gaining her huge sums of money in the process.

In a lot of ways, Plateau Village was able to prosper so quickly because of her unique potions.

While Ancarin was busy brewing potions, Regine wasn’t idle either. She had entered an Assassin’s guild and was often travelling the world. As she embarked on missions, she would always keep an eye out for those who needed help and bring the women and children back to Plateau Village.

Thanks to her efforts, the amount of street urchins in the cities had decreased noticeably. The boys whom she rescued would be left in Plateau Village where they would train to become Warriors. The girls would be sent to Demoness Abode where they would be groomed into my Demonesses.

Because I wasn’t fully aware of the existence of the Demoness Abode, plus I did not have the attention to spare towards it anyway, Ancarin and Regine were the only true Demonesses in this place. The rest of the rescued women and girls were all just normal people who worshipped me.

Being Demonesses under my patronage, Ancarin and Regine did not receive much benefits initially. But ever since I evolved into a Fallen Angel, my noble bloodline had borne fruits for them. Both of their combat strengths had soared as a result, making them both Six-star… while I was still a measly Five-star… cough…

What I needed to do right now was to formally establish my worship in the Demoness Abode; I needed to let them know who it was they were worshipping. Following which, I would bless them with greater strength and our relationship would be formalised. The next step would then be to erect a statue of myself for the future residents to pray to.

As long as they were sincere in their worship, these newcomer Demonesses would be recognized by the statue and become a fully-fledged Demoness.

Before I arrived in the Demoness Abode, the women and children only had my broken horn to pray to. Even though it was possible to treat that as a medium to channel Faith Power, it wasn’t a likeness of me. Without a concrete image to worship, the resulting Faith Power would often get obstructed; a statue was absolutely necessary.

“Oh right. Mo Ning, my steed, requires food as well, have you sent her some?”

In the midst of our meal, I suddenly remembered that Mo Ning hadn’t eaten as well.

“We have. The best beans we could find.” Ancarin smiled as she answered. “I’m sure our master’s steed is no ordinary horse either.”

“Mhm, she’s one of my hidden trump cards.” Without a doubt, a Nightmare Steed was clearly a powerful weapon of mine. But given that Mo Ning had only fed on meat and souls in the past, would beans even be able to satisfy her? After giving it some thought, I decided to at least make sure she enjoyed some benefits as well. “How about this, she will eat whatever we eat from now on, and some eggs as well.”

“Understood. I’ll see to it that’s done right away.”

Roughly half an hour later, the door to the Abode opened up to reveal Regine, dressed in a cute blue dress and hair still slightly wet from her bath. She immediately spotted me and Ancarin chatting idly, at which point her lips broke into a smile and her eyes started to water.

Ever a frosty beauty, a smile from Regine was both a rarity and a sight to behold. At the side, the girls waiting on us couldn’t help but stare at her for a moment. Even though none of them said it, they were all probably shocked their Vice-leader could even smile. Perhaps the world was ending soon?

“Master…”

A slight fragrance wafting in the wind behind her, Regine swiftly plopped herself down onto my lap and snugly settled herself in. At this distance, the scent of her body, mixed with the freshness of a recent bath, creeped into my nose. I subconsciously wrapped my arms around her then gently whispered, “I’m home, Regine.”

“Welcome… home… master…”

I just knew Regine would never hate me. Who was the one who said I scared off Regine? Stand up right now and I promise I won’t hit you!

“Master seems very welcome here.” Jezsere commented as she nibbled on a small piece of bread while seated between Reyage and Zurnalin. Her eyes had never once strayed from Regine and I, watching our every move with interest, but not with jealousy -as if our resident timid girl was even capable of such negative emotions to begin with!

“Blast… there’s another one now…” Zurnalin had to forcefully suppress her desire to come in between Regine and me right this very instant. Being my bodyguard, she could only channel her inner jealousy into rage. A rage that she took out on the steak laying before her which she now named Regine…

Our cool boy, Reyage, merely furrowed his brows a little but said nothing.

While I was busy catching up with Regine, Ancarin left the room for a brief moment, finally returning with a couple of kids in her arms.

“Master, these are my children. This is Nari and Hayley.” Ancarin took this opportunity to introduce the two girls of three and four years of age. She then gently told them, “This here is our master, you have to address him as master from now on as well.”

“Master.” The wolf-eared and wolf-tailed Hayley greeted me first with a clarion voice. Looking at the serious look on her face as she said that, I was immediately reminded of a miniature Regine… What’s the term for this again? A kid that keeps trying to act like an adult… gap moe!

“Mastahh~~” Next to greet me was a slightly nasally voice that wasn’t as clear as Hayley’s. However, the way Nari waved at me while saying that was the very definition of adorable…

“Mhm, hello to you two too…” Is that all I have to say to these two fine specimens…

Nari wiggled about in Ancarin’s arms for a second then flashed me a smile that must have descended from the heavens themselves. “Mastah, I’m Nari, the big sister.”

At that, I immediately saw Hayley wiggle her tail and ears in dissatisfaction. She began waving her hands about then sternly said, “Wrong. I’m the big sister!”

“Nari is the big sister here. She’s older than Hayley by one minute.”

“But Hayley is the one who came out first!”

“Mastah, it’s Nari who came out first, right?”

“Master, I’m the older one here, I’m the big sister!”

Hmm? How did I get dragged into this mess… still… they are just too adorable!

I know I said I like them young in the past, but you know what, I like them furry too!

“Mastah, mastah, since Nari is the bigger sister here, then Nari just has to let her younger sister have the honor of marrying you.” Nari batted her eyes at me then. “Mastah is okay with that, right?”

“Why am I the only one marrying?” Hayley immediately voiced her objection. “I thought we said we would both marry together.”



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Chapter 472: Ancarin

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Author: The Sole Survivor Original Source: SFACG
Translator: CatatoPatch English Source: Re:Library

How am I supposed to know why Regine ran off crying like that?!

Don’t tell me she was scared off by me? But she clearly…she clearly recognized who I am so why won’t she at least give me a hug… sob… I’m sure a poor Devil… even my own Demoness doesn’t like me… As a Devil, can I be any more useless, I should just kill myself…

Actually… dying isn’t all that simple either… Let’s skip that instead.

“Master? Is master back?”

Not long after Regine left, Ancarin came running over in a hurry. Ever since giving birth to a child, Ancarin’s body seemed to have become more and more like a lady’s. Her waist was just as narrow as before, but her breasts had even more physics installed into them as she ran towards me… I don’t remember them being so big!

“Ancarin, it’s good to see you again.” Because of that previous trauma with Regine, I didn’t try to welcome her with a hug this time. Instead, I stood there stoically and waved at her, after which I was hugged/tackled by an excited Ancarin.

“Master… it’s really you… I’m not dreaming, after all…” Ancarin buried her head in my chest as she sobbed. Unlike Regine, Ancarin immediately let forth all the fears and insecurities she had kept buried in her chest upon seeing me. “We were so worried when master was forced to leave all of a sudden under such perilous circumstances. Everyone in the Demoness Abode has been praying to you ever since… that’s the only way Regine and I can feel master’s presence… but now that master is back…”

And here I was worried that Ancarin would just run off like Regine… pfft. Still, she’s really emotional today… and those mountains… they’ve been growing… sigh… three years really is a long time… even she has grown up and has a child now… speaking of which…

“So I’ve heard you gave birth to a daughter, Ancarin?”

“Mhm, a very cute one too. She takes after me.” The moment the topic drifted to her child, her eyes immediately radiated the aura of a loving mother. Seeing that, I couldn’t help but think to myself, whoever marries her is a fortunate one. However…

“Thankfully, she came out as a girl.” Ancarin added on, words as strange as the expression she had on while saying them.

Hold on, was I just hallucinating? I could have sworn I saw something really dangerous just now. There’s no way my Ancarin would ever show such an expression. I must be hallucinating!

“Sister Ancarin, it’s good to see you after so long.” Seeing as my little reunion with Ancarin was finally over, Jezsere politely stepped forth to chat with Ancarin. Yet as they continued to chat, her eyes started to shine with a strange sense of anticipation. “How is little Nari? Is she still choking while drinking milk? And what about little Hayley? Jezsere just loves her little wagging tail!”

Little Nari was Ancarin’s daughter while Hayley was clearly Moranthal’s daughter, given her wolf-like features.

“The kids are still taking their afternoon nap.” Having said that, Ancarin smiled sweetly, reverting right back to that loving mother I saw in her just now. “Master, how about we talk more at home?”

“Oh, that’s good too.”

With my approval, Ancarin began the task of leading us to her home, though her arms were wrapped around my own like a squid’s, as if she was afraid of being separated from me for even a second. Seeing her so reliant on me, I couldn’t help but get a little happy myself. Even though there was that little misunderstanding with Regine, at least Ancarin’s feelings towards me hadn’t changed.

Upon stepping into the village, the first thing we noticed was that there were only women here, of all types and personalities. There was the mature, steady kind. There was the lively, mischievous type. And there was the type that was still learning to speak. At this point, I wouldn’t be surprised if even the mosquitoes in this village were female.

A while later, we arrived back at Ancarin’s home, at which point she turned to address one of the women passing by. “Send word to the kitchen, have them prepare the best food, and quickly. Also, I want everyone assembled in the great hall within an hour. Tell them I have something important to announce.”

Ancarin’s home, as it turned out, was the first building constructed in the village, one that was modelled after a church. This was the true Demoness Abode, the starting point of this village of only women.

“Please hold on a moment, master, the food will be ready shortly.” She led me up to the second floor of this church-like building and into a small room where we had a seat.

Up till now, her warm welcome truly made me feel blessed. Yet that only made it that much sadder when I recalled how Regine acted…

After mulling over it for a while, I finally decided to ask about this. “Err… so does Regine hate me, or something?”

To which Ancarin gave me a quizzical look and asked, “Why would Regine hate master?”

“Because… she ran away the moment she recognised me…” To be honest, I still couldn’t believe that Regine would ever hate me, but the fact of the matter was that she did. So what caused this drastic change of heart?

“Hahahaha. Master, I think you are mistaken. Regine has probably gone off to take a shower.” She laughed heartily before suddenly becoming solemn. “Because of what happened last time, Regine has always been a little self-conscious…”

“Regine…” That’s right… she would never hate me… she was always just a little self-conscious…

Now that Ancarin had brought up this matter, I suddenly recalled what it was like in the past when the three of us travelled together. Every night, she would always take a bath before sleeping. And if she didn’t, she would never sleep near me.

That’s right…

“It was Regine who informed me of your return. That’s how I found out.” Ancarin smiled at me with crescent eyes. “I would have never expected master to become so beautiful in just three years… I am nothing when compared to the master’s beauty.”

Hearing her praise my beauty, I was actually rather pleased, except… I swear, I’ve had enough now… what’s all this talk about beauty? I’m clearly a dashingly handsome lad, not some lady. Let’s get that straight here.

“Master, Mo Ning has been settled in as well.” In the midst of our conversation, Zurnalin stepped in through the door. As she promised me before, Mo Ning had maintained her horse form all the while as we were in the Western Human Realms. She was one of the trump cards I had in the search for Nicole, and as long as she kept her disguise up, no one would be the wiser of her identity. After all, the disguise of a Nightmare Steed that could freely navigate the dream realm was not one to be taken lightly.

“Good, you guys can have a seat first, the food should be sent up soon.”

Knowing that I hadn’t seen Ancarin in years, Zurnalin and the two siblings kindly kept silent as Ancarin and I continued chatting about how Demoness Abode was built up.

At the very beginning, setting up Demoness Abode was Ferti’nier’s plan. Even though this village was built to worship me, I had never once received a single drop of Faith Power. That was because they were sucked dry by that dastardly Ferti’nier.

But that’s besides the point; before I had turned into a Fallen Angel, I did not even have the ability to absorb said power. Now, however, things were different. Unfortunately, it still didn’t change the fact that Ferti’nier was sucking this reservoir dry…

Hmph. There’s no helping all the Faith Power I lost to Fertinier, but now that I’m back, she’s getting them for free any longer.

“Little brother, you’re being too distant. It’s just a little Faith Power. Once your big sis has gathered enough Faith Power, she can reform her body and leave. At that point, your big sis might have even recovered her power as a Demigod. Whoever our little brother wants beaten up, his big sis would be more than happy to oblige.”

The moment I contemplated reclaiming my Faith Power from the Demoness Abode, Ferti’nier unshockingly came out to object. Yet while I might have not liked the idea, I couldn’t deny the logic behind her words. Our current shared body situation was undoubtedly awkward for me. And even though I had control of the body, the fact of the matter was that I had a soul of the opposite gender inside me. Furthermore, if she were to ever recover her Demigod powers, I would be a lot safer during the Apocalypse.

“That’s right. Don’t forget that our little brother’s pee pee is still on vacation because his big sis is here.” Being one with my thoughts, Ferti’nier immediately latched onto my weak point. “Once your big sis has enough power to reform her body and leave, our little brother’s pee pee will naturally come home as well. After all, our little brother’s soul is a male’s, and one’s physical appearance is directly linked to one’s soul.”

Makes sense… I have nothing to say to that at all… but why does it still feel like something is off?

Bah… that’s not important now. What’s important is that the reason I’m still not a man is because she is subconsciously fighting over my body with me.

However, as time ticked by, I began to realise what was off about this whole scenario. As a Demigod and someone sent to protect me, there was really no need for her to fight over my body, was there? So all that nonsense about me being genderless was because she willed it?



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Chapter 471: An Embrace of Reunion

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Author: The Sole Survivor Original Source: SFACG
Translator: CatatoPatch English Source: Re:Library

To the residents of Demoness Abode, our arrival was more than just a little sudden.

A mature but beautiful lady of roughly thirty years of age put down her dustpan upon seeing us and approached us. She first respectfully bowed in our direction then asked, “Milady. May I ask who you are looking for? Or perhaps it’s for another matter?”

“Lady? Me?” I was a little taken aback by being so suddenly mistaken as a lady by another lady… Do I look like a lady now? No way! Just look at how dashingly handsome I am, how am I a lady? Please, lady, how about opening up those eyes of yours and have a better look? Can’t you see that my chest is as flat as a plateau? Yours are practically the Mount Everest of breasts in comparison!

“Based on your dignified bearing, I guessed that you were a lady of nobility.” Seeing me so shocked, the lady probably assumed that she had just seen through some clever disguise of mine and thus couldn’t help but giggle. “A beautiful, dignified girl like yourself is rare in these parts, I knew right away.”

“…”

Kill me please…

“Master…” Jezsere anxiously ran up and hugged me, having noticed my crestfallen experience. “Are you alright, master? Even if you’re a girl, Jezsere will still like you!”

“…”

Why doesn’t anyone believe me when I say I’m a guy… I just want to go cry in a corner now…

“Hmm? Did I say something wrong?” The mature lady ran over as well to check up on us. Yet just as she was contemplating where she had gone wrong, she suddenly spotted Reyage standing behind us.

“Mister Reyage? Is that Mister Reyage?” The lady practically screamed in a fashion reminiscent of a fangirl meeting her idol. And before Reyage could even respond, she had already weaved through Zurnalin and us to grab Reyage’s hands. “Your heartless man, how can you just toy with me and just leave without even cleaning up your mess…”

What the fudge?! You mean Reyage actually pulled a quickie and just left? But this is the Demoness Abode, and these are all my women… I mean, faithful. How dare he leave without paying his bills… I mean, how dare he leave without taking responsibility… The audacity! I demand satisfaction!

Yet before I could even question Reyage, our resident timid girl had already done so herself. “Big brother, you were playing games with this big sister over here? What kind of games?”

… That was… a very pure way of thinking… reminds me of the innocence I never had…

“Siri, watch what you’re saying, I don’t have any such relationship with you.” A normally stoic Reyage was now on the verge of exploding as he sternly rebuked the mature lady fluttering her eyelashes at him. “My younger sister is still here so you had better watch your tongue.”

“Oops, I must have forgotten to say that it happened in my dreams. Hehe.”

“…”

Sister, you’re lucky that it was Reyage you were teasing and not me, otherwise… hmmm… I guess it would start a bloodbath amongst the ladies?

Still… feels bad to be Reyage right now.

“Hmm?” Even up till now, Jezsere couldn’t figure what the two of them were saying. Wasn’t it just games they were talking about? “Why is everyone looking so strange?”

“Jezsere, it has been a while.” The lady known as Siri winked at Jezsere.

“Huh? Big sister, do you know Jezsere?”

“…” Everyone immediately fell silent. Judging by how sincere she seemed, Jezsere really did not know this lady, or perhaps she just did not remember her. In all likelihood, it was the latter.

“Oh. That’s right.” Siri quickly stepped in to break the awkward silence and take the heat off Jezsere. “We haven’t formally met yet, but I’m Siri, your future sister-in-law.”

“Oh.” At that, our favourite timid girl nodded politely. “Hello, sis.”

“…”

Sometimes… I really wonder if I should open up her head and see what’s stuffed inside. Why would you believe something a random lady said?

“Siri, let’s get this straight here, we have no relationship whatsoever.” A visibly shaken Reyage first eyed me anxiously, and upon discovering the surprise on my face, quickly pulled Jezsere to himself.

Ever the airheaded one, Jezsere was still grinning like a silly rabbit as she congratulated her brother. “Big brother, when did you get married? Jezsere never knew.”
“I haven’t! And that lady isn’t your sister-in-law! She even said so herself: future… no, not even future.” Reyage said in sheer exasperation, though he quickly realised the error of his words. Reyage quickly threw me a look at that point… Don’t worry, brother, I’ve got your back.

“Jezsere, come here for a second, you can leave your brother to handle his own affairs.”

“Oh. Okay.” Jezsere, ever the obedient girl, scooted right over in an instant, leaving an unhappy Reyage to deal with Siri.

The two stared silently at each other. Right this very second, the expressions on their faces couldn’t be any more different than the other. Reyage’s face was as black as it could get while Siri was practically beaming with joy.

Faced with an unpredictable lady like her, even our cool as a cucumber Reyage couldn’t help but vent his frustrations. “I said so many times already, stop harassing me.”

“But you’re the one who came back of your own accord. I’m not the one who forced you to come back.”

“You… Fine, I’ll go.”

“Alright, off you go then.” Said Siri with a devilish smile as she waved at him. Yet Reyage never left in the end, and that only emboldened her. “Heheh. Well, why are you still here?”

“…” Reyage turned his handsome face to the side and had to grip down hard on his knuckles in order to stop himself from leaving right this instant.

Hmm… who is this Siri woman? She has some serious skills, being able to infuriate our little cool guy like that… there must be something going on between the two of them.

Based on what I’ve seen so far, he just can’t deal with this lady. Maybe I should call for help?

It was at that point that a cold voice rang out from behind Siri. “Reyage… Jezsere…”

That voice… it’s Regine!

“Vice-leader…” Siri quickly greeted the newcomer, head bowed down and not a word more. Unlike the flippant behavior she displayed with Reyage, she was more like a mouse that was cowering before a cat.

However, Regine did not even glance in her direction as she walked up to the lady, dressed in black tights, and quietly gazed at the brother and sister pair.

Regine then swept her eyes over my “bodyguard” Zurnalin and the “black horse” Mo Ning whom I had ordered to keep quiet before entering. Finally, her eyes came to rest on me. At that moment, I could see them quiver slightly, as if they had noticed something but weren’t too sure about it.

After a good long while, she finally broke the silence, albeit in a slightly shaking voice. “Who are you?”

In actuality, being a Demoness in my service, Regine should have already sensed me the moment we came close to Plateau Village. Unfortunately, I was now transformed into a human form by my transformation magicks. My own scent was also blocked out by a high-grade magical cloak that also functioned as a temperature moderator and a defensive tool. Back when I rescued the both of them, I was still a red-skinned Devil; it was only to be expected that she wouldn’t recognise me in this form.

“It’s me.”

Having basically confirmed that Regine recognised who I was, I spread my arms wide open to welcome her. This was our long-awaited embrace of reunion.

“Master…” Now that she had confirmed my identity, her frosty demeanour immediately crumbled, revealing a stunning smile in its place… I just knew that she would recognise me, no matter how I looked like.

It’s been so many years since we’ve last met… I bet Regine has a ton of grievances to air. Don’t worry, you can cry in your master’s arms. Your master will forever be that light in the dark for the both of you!

Faced with my open-armed invitation, Regine was so touched she couldn’t help but shed tears of joy. Yet… the expected hug never came… she instead turned around and ran away without saying a word.

Errr… what? Did I do something wrong? Maybe, deep down, she hates me? Maybe those weren’t tears of joy at all? But not even a hug? Man… someone give me a hug… I just want to cry right now…

“Vice-leader?” Seeing Regine run away crying like that, Siri was just as shocked as well and began running after the girl.

You too, Siri? You too?

Just as I was about to descend into an abyss of depression, Zurnalin gently circled to the front of me and cupped my cheeks with her pearly white hands. Her beautiful face slowly closed in on my own, and just as it looked like our lips were about to make contact, I finally came to my senses and hurriedly pushed her away.

“What are you doing?”

Geez, that was close. I almost closed my eyes there… Hold on… why am I the one closing the eyes first? I’m the guy here, she should be the one closing hers first!

Zurnalin still held my face in her hands and she was visibly confused as she said, “Master has such a beautiful face, definitely not terrifying at all, so why did those Humans run away crying like that?”



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Author: The Sole Survivor Original Source: SFACG
Translator: CatatoPatch English Source: Re:Library

Within the span of a month, all the Half-Elves from the various clans, including those of other races who were closely related to a Half-Elf, were all moved over to Halfmoon City. Because of that, the population of this newly-named city had exploded to nearly a hundred thousand.

For the most part, Aishael fulfilled her role admirably as the leader of this new city, or at the very least, she wasn’t at a disadvantage in any negotiations with the Matriarchs. To begin with, the Half-Elves weren’t exactly an entirely new race in the Underdepths, they had merely gained their independence, that’s all.

More importantly, the matter with the Half-Elves was finally settled. It was now time for me to journey into the Western Human Realms and find Nicole.

While Paliseth might have strongly objected to this, I wasn’t about to let some old hag get in the way of me finding Nicole. Yet it was also a fact that I was no longer the same Devil as I was before. I was now the Holy Child of the Dark Elves, and as such, it would be unbecoming of me not to bring a suitable entourage. And that’s why… we brought along an entire army’s worth…

It went without saying that Jezsere and Reyage would accompany me. Zurnalin stuck herself fast to me while Mo Ning changed back to her black horse form in order to accompany me discreetly. Finally, just as a precaution, the other Matriarchs prepared a contingent of five thousand Blood Drake Riders, three thousand elite Assassins and twenty thousand seasoned soldiers to guard me.

I thought I said I was just going to find Nicole, not start a war. Why the fudgecakes did those old hags send an entire army along to guard me? I know they mean well, but wouldn’t an army just make things worse? How the heck do they want me to hide a whole army of Dark Elves amongst Humans? I can already imagine the panic that will cause when one of the most infamous races in this realm starts popping up in the tens of thousands -a war will start, that’s what!

However, there was no way they would allow me to go into the Western Human Realms without an escort either. Finally, after much discussion, I picked out a hundred of the most elite Assassins to follow me. Each of these Assassins were at least Seven-star with some being Eight-star. There were, however, no Nine-stars as that would cause a panic if they were to ever step onto the surface world…

Such a bother, I swear… I know they are just concerned for my safety, but still… I guess I will just have to endure the mountains of gifts they force on me as well. Why am I such a saint?

It was worth mentioning at this point that the various Matriarchs had also gifted me with Soulstones, raising my power up to Five-star before we set off on this journey.

Honestly speaking, my own personal strength wasn’t that important right now. After all, I was now the proud owner of a decidedly powerful race. Even if I were to count out my forces in Purgatory, the Dark Elves alone were enough to afford me a lofty position. In the face of a powerful faction, personal strength was just a joke, putting aside those of the Demigod tier, of course… that was a different category entirely.

This time, my power up did not bring with it any new abilities, the reason being due to my Consciousness Impartment. As an ability, Consciousness Impartment was considered a divine-class ability. In other words, only divinities were supposed to possess such an ability. But that was only to be expected, seeing as it was an ability I had gained after absorbing Lucifer’s feather. At this point, I was basically a son of Lucifer thanks to that feather remolding my being. Thanks to the unnaturally high level of this ability, every other bloodline or power within me had been completely suppressed to nothingness…

What a scam…

Strictly speaking, the transformation magic of a Lust Demon could take on two basic forms. The first was where you simply became more humanlike. The other was where you would transform into a mold of your choice.

Naturally, I chose the first, seeing as I was already devastatingly handsome! Clearly not because I had already forgotten what my previous self looked like!

As expected, my new human form was gorgeous… I mean, handsome!

By using a teleportation array, it only took an instant for us to reach a human territory. Being a race of Assassins, it wasn’t a surprise to me at all that these Dark Elves had hidden teleportation arrays scattered throughout the Western Human Realms. When Reyage and Jezsere fled their home, they did not dare take such a teleportation array so their escape ended up taking longer than necessary. Their return was the same as well; they did not know their clan’s attitude towards them so they dared not use the array.

Under the guidance of the Dark Elves, we quickly emerged from the underground teleportation array to the surface, coming out right in the middle of an unknown forest.

Being the first time in ages since I was above surface, the sun’s glaring rays immediately hit me like a truck. Thankfully, everyone present had come prepared with eye protection already.

The hundred-strong Assassin company’s main mission was to ensure my safety. Upon acclimatizing themselves to the surroundings, they quickly disappeared into the shadows, never to be seen by normal beings. In actuality, it wouldn’t have mattered at all even if they were found out. They had already employed magical transformation tools to mask their distinctive racial features. Their otherwise pointy ears had turned rounded but their skins remained mostly the same. If there was one thing bad I had to say about these transformations, it would be that they all ended up with black hair and black eyes. In that very instant, it felt like I returned to the land of the star-spangled red banner once more… but in ancient times…

“Master! This is the forest near Old Plateau Village, Jezsere has been here before.” Seeing a familiar setting around her, Jezsere couldn’t help but get a little excited as she pointed ahead. “Roughly ten kilometers ahead is the village!”

“Oh… that was unexpectedly smooth sailing…” To be honest, I was genuinely surprised by how well everything was proceeding. Unbelievable, even! As a perennial stepson of RNGesus, my luck can only be considered deadly.

“Did you say something, master?”

“Nothing.” I quickly answered then turned around to wave at Reyage and Zurnalin. I then patted the mane of Mo Ning who had turned into a black horse. “Let’s hurry, it’s been a while since I’ve seen Ancarin and Regine.”

It really has been a while, hasn’t it… three years, if I’m not mistaken. Also, wasn’t Ancarin pregnant when I last left her, thanks to that scum of a human, Duran. She even said she would kill her child if it was a boy… I guess we should all be thankful that the child is born a girl then.

Then there’s that wife of a bandit, the former wife of that poor sucker, Moranthal. She gave birth to a daughter that had wolf-like features. Based on what Jezsere told me, that daughter was delivered to Ancarin by Moranthal himself… I wonder if she even has enough juice for two little rascals…

Ah… a reunion, at last.

For the most part, we remained silent throughout the short journey to Old Plateau Village. Under Reyage’s guidance, it took only half a day before we reached our destination. By now, the village had undergone massive changes, the three disparate villages had combined into a single new county.

In actuality, Old Plateau Village wasn’t an impoverished region at all. Its hills contained an array of local specialties that could be easily sold. It was only held back by the threat of bandits, but now that they were gone, the village had started to receive new merchants. Because of that, the villagers had experienced an increase in living standards as well.

Even before we had reached the village, we could already spot a bunch of boys running about and having fun. The adults happily watched them from the side while chatting idly with each other -every bit the idyllic village.

However, something had struck me as odd right away… why were they all boys?

What happened to all the girls? Where are all my adorable little girls hiding? Don’t tell me it’s because they’ve gotten wind of my coming?

Because the Assassins were all hidden from plain sight, it was easy for me to come up with identities for those around me. Reyage was my butler. Jezsere was my maid and Zurnalin was my bodyguard. Mo Ning… was clearly just a horse. Our current grouping was that of an adventurous nobleman and his servants.

All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players, am I right?

I would have loved to say hi to some of my old acquaintances in the village, but for some reason or another, we never met a single one even after passing through the entire village. Not Moranthal, not Dioh, not Io, and not even the likes of Eddison. Man… where has the old gang gone off to?

I honestly didn’t mind much, seeing as my face wasn’t even the same anymore. They were just acquaintances too. And just like that, we made our way straight to the Demoness Abode.

Because the Demoness Abode had been constantly taking in fleeing women, the Abode had now grown considerably into a miniature village.

Rows after row of well-built wooden houses lined the clearing before us neatly. Perhaps it was because only women lived in this clearing, but I could have sworn that I could smell a faint fragrance in the air as I stepped in.

“It has only been two years since I’ve visited, this place has really changed a lot.” Jezsere gazed about in wonder at the dozens of children running about in the grass. Seeing so many young girls frolicking about, she couldn’t help but have an urge to hug them. “Look at all the cute children. Oh… how adorable…”

“Give it a few decades and they will all be old hags.” In contrast to Jezsere, Zurnalin was a lot more callous about the children, happily pouring cold water on our resident timid girl. “That’s the problem with humans: their lifespan is just too short.”

Hearing that, our resident timid girl first thought was to try and refute that, but even with her naivety, she knew that Zurnalin was speaking the truth. Because of that, she could only swallow her unhappiness and pout.

I had originally planned to comfort her, but it was at that point that Mo Ning suddenly licked her lips and gave off a strange look. “Their souls look rather tasty.”

“Hey! No eating them, they are my faithful!” Hearing what she said, I almost exploded on the spot. But seeing as Mo Ning was a creature of Purgatory, it was only second nature for her to pursue delicious souls. Yet that only served to worry me even further. As a precaution, I made sure to warn her once more. “I do not want you eating anyone’s soul without my permission! Otherwise I will send you right back to Purgatory, got it?”

“Okay dearest, I’ll listen to you.” Faced with my stern warning, Mo Ning surprisingly did not argue at all.



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Devil Evolution Catalogue Chapter 469-2

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Chapter 469-2: Epilogue (3)

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Author: The Sole Survivor Original Source: SFACG
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The time: Paliseth had just led Mo Ning away to the city not long after being summoned by Mo Ke…

Having just learnt that Mo Ke had become the goddaughter/godson of Lolthe, Mo Ning, thanks to the direction of Paliseth, had obtained a rather interesting piece of news: she could obtain a humanoid form earlier if she made a wish to Lolthe.

In actuality, whether it was the creatures of Purgatory or magical beasts in general, they could all attain a humanoid form once they hit Nine-star. However, Mo Ning had just reached Six-star, and based on her current speed of advancement, it would take several centuries before she could reach Nine-star.

It had to be said then that this was only because Mo Ning had the talent required to become an Overlord. If she didn’t, then it would be impossible to begin with.

So why would such a talented Nightmare Steed want to take on a humanoid form all of a sudden? That was because Mo Ke would never accept her horse form and several centuries was just too long for her.

However, all those weren’t the main reasons why she did it. She just liked Mo Ke.

Ever since Mo Ke defeated her and signed that engagement pact with her, she had only grown fonder of him by the day.

That was why as she trotted up to the altar with Paliseth, she would constantly ask of Paliseth, “Are you sure I can assume a humanoid form prematurely?”

“Definitely. With the all-mighty divine power of the goddess, crafting a humanoid form for you is easy.” Paliseth answered in the softest, most soothing voice possible. For one reason or another, she had decided to help Mo Ning solve this nagging problem.

Perhaps it was because she wanted to curry favour with Mo Ke? Or perhaps she wanted to indirectly ingratiate herself into Mo Ke’s circle by working through Mo Ning? Either way, no one could say for sure what a Dark Elf was planning deep down.

Unlike the previous ceremony where she tried to sacrifice Mo Ke, Paliseth had brought Mo Ning around the city before finally leading her to a secret passageway that soon opened up to a room before she even realized it.

At the center of this secret room was a small altar, roughly five meters by five meters. It had three tiers to it, and other than the four permanently lit fires around its corners, this altar was the only object within the room.

Mo Ning was a bold horse. She did not fear that Paliseth would try to harm her. However, that strange altar was still a little unsettling for her, especially how those fires mysteriously stayed aflame with any outside input.

“This is?”

“This is an altar by which we may directly contact the goddess.” Paliseth proceeded to explain the details. “In actuality, such an honor would have ordinarily never been made available to us, the Shadowhunter Clan. It was only because of her holiness that the goddess bestowed this honor upon us.”

At this point, Mo Ning was still a Nightmare Steed, meaning that she was a blackish looking horse. She curiously but slowly trotted around the altar, fully taking in the eerie coldness of the construct, despite the burning flames that surrounded it.

“So you’re saying that I may contact your deity by using this altar?”

“That’s right. As long as it is a matter related to her holiness, we may use this altar to connect to the goddess.” Paliseth nodded at Mo Ning before continuing. “Give me a moment, I’ll make an offering to the goddess.”

Before Mo Ning could even respond to that, Paliseth had already fished out the white offering plate required and placed it atop the altar. Curiosity getting the better of her, Mo Ning peeked over the shoulders of Paliseth to look at the offering. The white jade-like plate held a still-beating heart that was leaking blood even now. From the sheer size of it, it most likely came from a large magical beast.

Having done that, Paliseth knelt down and began the ceremony. She chanted in the language of the Dark Elves, a language that Mo Ning did not understand, not that it mattered, seeing it would most likely be words of praise of Lolthe anyway.

A minute flew by like a second and a black rift began forming just a couple feet above the altar, through which the beating heart automatically flew in.

Now that the heart of unknown origins was swallowed up, the rift grew even bigger and even gave out a bloody red glow that quickly coalesced into multiple red eyes. Yet in spite of that haunting display, Paliseth remained dead calm; in all likelihood, this wasn’t the first time she had experienced such a phenomenon. Mo Ning, on the other hand, was shocked by that. But being a Nightmare Steed, one of the higher-tiered creatures of Purgatory, it didn’t take long for her to realise that this rift wasn’t going to harm her. This was merely the precursor to an evil god descending, and those eyes were so creepy simply because this was an evil god we were talking about.

It was only through such ceremonies and rifts that divinities of the higher realms could send down their wills. In honesty however, there were many ways for the mortal realm to make a connection with the higher realms. This was just the simplest.

“Paliseth…” Came the benevolent sounding voice of Lolthe. Had it not been for the fact that Lolthe was a famously evil god, a person could have been fooled by the sheer gentleness of her tone.

“Goddess, your servant Paliseth humbly requests for your presence.” Paliseth lowered her head onto the ground and continued speaking in this state. “Behind your servant is Lady Mo Ning, someone who had signed an engagement pact with her holiness. She has a wish to make.”

“Mo Ning… so you have a pact with my child… yes… I can feel it. It’s a very important pact as well.” Lolthe’s voice drifted out of the rift like a gentle spring breeze. At that very instant, she was every bit a loving, benevolent goddess, as long as one ignored the decidedly sinister manner in which she descended,

“Greetings o divine one, I am Mo Ning, one who has signed a pact with your child.” Mo Ning woodenly introduced herself once more, clearly anxious from having to address a higher being for the first time in her life. Even though Lolthe was Mo Ke’s godmother, there was still no denying that she was slightly afraid right now.

Having realised that as well, Lolthe did not reproach her, and instead comforted her. “There’s no need to fear me, since you have signed that pact with my child, you are related to me as well. Paliseth mentioned you have a wish to make of me, what is it?”

Seeing Lolthe react in such a friendly manner, Mo Ning decided to take a leap of faith. “Any kind of wish is alright?”

“Yes. As long as it’s possible for me, I will do my best to fulfill it.” Lolthe patiently replied.

“I wish… I wish to have a humanoid form…” Finally, Mo Ning couldn’t resist the temptation and blurted out what she truly felt. “Even though we’ve already signed an engagement pact, Mo Ke, your child, still seems resistant to the arrangement. I know she resents the fact that I’m a horse, so if I were to take on a humanoid form, she would definitely come around. On my own, this would take too long… would you help me?”

Mo Ning gazed longingly at the black rift now filled with a myriad of bloody red eyes, her heart beating with a courage that did not exist mere moments ago. She realised that, even more than being afraid of the haunting eyes in the rift, she desperately wanted to make Mo Ke like her.

Her prayer did not go unanswered for long as Lolthe quickly answered, “It is possible, but…”

“But what?” Now that hope was literally right in front of her eyes, Mo Ning couldn’t help but interrupt Lolthe out of pure anxiety. She quickly realised how rude this was and lowered her head in apology. “I apologise… I did not mean to interrupt you on purpose…”

“It is fine. Now listen closely… It is possible for you to take on a humanoid shape now, but you must know that once you do, you will never be able to alter your form again, not unless you become a demigod. Do you understand?”

“That’s fine! All I need is just one chance.” Mo Ning was practically beside herself with joy right now.

“Alright then. What form do you wish to take? I have a variety of options you can choose from.”

“There’s no need for anything ostentatious, just my future form will work. But I hope that my lower half will remain that of a horse’s while my upper half becomes a human.” Mo Ning quickly replied with the answer she had prepared long ago.

“You wish to become a Centaur then?” Lolthe asked after a brief pause.

“Centaur? I’ve heard that term before from my elders. That should be what I’m looking for.” Mo Ning firmly stated.

However, Lolthe was a little puzzled as to why she would want this. “Not a complete humanoid form instead?”

“No. Mo Ke signed the pact with me because she wanted a mount to ride on. Even though this reason is not what I was hoping for, it is still a fact that she needs a mount.” As Mo Ning said that, her eyes never wavered, though there was a tinge of sadness within them. “In short, this pact was signed because I could bear her around. If I were to fully become a human, that would no longer be possible…”

“Is that so? I am able to bestow upon you the power to switch forms at will, it would just be a little troublesome for you…”

“No, that’s okay. I think I will maintain a partial horse form… that would be a lot easier for me as well.” Mo Ning sighed dejectedly at that point. “I am truly not used to a human form… but she…”

“Sigh… emotions huh…” Lolthe sighed then looked at a downcast Mo Ning and said, “In that case, close your eyes…”

“Hold on.” Mo Ning’s eyes immediately lit up with gratitude now that her wish was about to be granted. Instead of being a symbol of fear, those eyes were now like a ray of salvation for her heart. “I know that you are an all-mighty goddess, but I still wish to know if there’s any way I may repay this favour.”

“What are you willing to do for me?

“As long as it doesn’t harm Mo Ke, I’m willing to do anything!” Mo Ning firmly answered.

“I naturally would never want to harm my own child.” Lolthe warmly smiled at her words of concern. “In that case, I would just need you to remember that you owe me this favour.”

“Mhm, I will bear it close to heart.” Mo Ning smiled as she closed her eyes. “Please proceed.”

“As you wish…”


An unknown location within Gehenna…

A black skeletal figure, clad completely in bone armor, sat alone atop a skeletal throne that seemed as eternal as itself. There was an eerie silence about the air, like the figure hadn’t changed in the slightest for eons, whether it was its loneliness or its unmoving stature.

Suddenly, a blue magical array formed in front of the skeletal throne. From within, a mote of light the size of a human head emerged. The light weightlessly floated above the blue array, slowly spun around and began releasing the signature mana of necromantic magicks.

The skeletal king atop its throne lifted its head to reveal a pair of burning eyes. It stared into white mote of light and said as such in a tone that was neither friendly nor hostile. “You’ve come.”

An ancient voice came forth from the light, “The dimensional barriers of the new world regenerates too quickly. Even we of the Demigod-tier wouldn’t be able to open it within this century…”

“Hades will not interfere in this matter.” The skeletal king replied coldly. “We will wait then.”

“As undying creatures, our time is endless… but I’m afraid that certain evil gods would get impatient.”

“An evil god…” The skeletal king fell silent for a moment. “The barrier is a matter to be concerned with, but if some foolish evil god wishes to mess up the plan at this stage, Hades would naturally act as well.”

“But the issue still stands that the barrier regenerates too quickly. The help of an evil god would be necessary.”
“That will never happen. All the evil gods in the higher realms are being watched by their good counterparts. They would never risk a divine war just to break open some barrier. But their patience has a limit as well; we need to produce some results soon.” Having said that, the skeletal king paused for a second before continuing. “So, Demilich, what do you suggest?”

“There is a way, but… it will be troublesome.”

“Speak. It shouldn’t be worse than a war amongst gods.”

“Bah. I just knew this task would be a bothersome one.” The mote of light twitched a little, as if displeased. “Not too long ago, I sent some apprentice Necromancers across the dimensional barrier into the new world. But they ended up performing worse than the skeletons. They actually died from breathing in the air upon entering the new world. There is something in the air that is infecting them.”

“…”

“Blast… this matter has me infuriated as well. Because these apprentices have not been turned into undead, it is still possible for them to die from sickness… but the lower tiered undead Necromancers have no way to make it across the barrier…”

“A strong constitution is required in order to resist this new malaise…”

“The Devils wouldn’t be affected by the sickness as well, they are known for being world invaders.”

“Lucifer would interfere with that plan.” The skeletal king shook his head.

“I never said to bring the Devils in, but this new method of mine does involve them…”



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Author: The Sole Survivor Original Source: SFACG
Translator: CatatoPatch English Source: Re:Library

Mo Na’s Perspective:

Papa has gone off to the Western Human Realms. Without me. Hmph.

Speaking of Papa, I know I always call him Mama, but it’s no secret that he really wants me to call Papa… but I don’t plan on changing to that anytime soon. It’s a habit now.

Honestly, Papa is the best. He dotes on me all the time, but he gets so easily seduced by bad women.

Hmph. Those bad women… There’s always some strange pest buzzing around Papa, ready to feed on his blood if the opportunity arises. But I’ll never let them win. Who am I? I’m Mo Na, the one and only future owner of Papa!

Three days ago, that horse known as Mo Ning was summoned away by Papa… I was so angry… but that’s what I have No.6 for.

Why No.6, you might ask? Because that rascal has been loitering around that pesky Jeerah recently, and that makes me angry!

What’s so great about that pesky woman anyway? So what if her breasts are a little bigger than mine? Big deal! Papa doesn’t just go for big breasts! He clearly prefers younger girls! Like Mo Na! Papa said so himself, younger girls have three virtues: easy on the hands, easy to push down, and easy on the waist! Mo Na is just such a girl -her body is smaller than anyone else’s!

So what if Jeerah has bigger breasts, a bigger butt, and more ladylike… hmmm… why does it seem like I’m losing even more… bah! I hate that old hag!

Huff… this won’t do at all, I need to show that No.6 exactly what I think of Jeerah.

Also, No.3 and No.6 seem to hate each other. Maybe I should get No.3 to help me as well?

………

Ever since Papa was summoned away, my mission of finding the ingredients had hit a snag.

I ended up bringing the entire squad back to the palace in a bid to try and reconstruct an Abyssal Golem. However, I soon found out that the core of an Abyssal Golem required an enormous amount of Souls to create. Because our methods were lacking on this front, this plan had to be put on hold temporarily.

Speaking of put on hold, Papa had grown increasingly anxious ever since he became a Fallen Angel- he’s definitely hiding something from me. Even though I knew that something called the Apocalypse was looming in the near future, Papa hadn’t given me much details about it… maybe Papa has some role to play in that too? He is rather fascinated with the human realms, and that girl, what’s her name again? Nicole! Pesky fly!

Ever since No.6 constructed that recruitment center for Devils, the number of lower-starred Devils joining us had been on the rise. Up till now, we had already gathered over ten thousand such Devils, and counting. At this rate, it wouldn’t be long before we became the number one power in Sable Radiance.

Papa showed great foresight on that front. Even before the recruitment center was constructed, he had already ordered a safe zone to be constructed for the Demon Fire Worms in order to provide an unending source of food. Even if our numbers were to increase, feeding them should not pose a problem… Papa is just great like that. Cool, competent and the most handsome Papa in the world. When Mo Na grows up, she will definitely marry Papa! If anyone gets in her way, Mo Na will just have to kill them!

With that in mind, the first plan would have to be getting rid of any potential pests. Speaking of pests… there’s one coming right now.

Even though I was clearly busy with planning my future, a certain big-breasted pest suddenly decided to interrupt me.

“How are you doing, milady?” Still making her way across the black grass of the garden, Jeerah greeted me hollowly. Rather than greeting me, she seemed like she was just here to disrupt my plans… Blasted pest. So what if your breasts are big? Hmph!

“What are you even here for?”

Naturally, I wasn’t in the mood for pleasantries, especially when it came to this thick-skinned pest who couldn’t take a hint.

In response to that, she tossed my undeveloped chest a scornful gaze before sneering, “I thought I should inform our lady that Princess Meisian is here with her husband, Anmi, to find you.”

“Watch where your eyes are looking! So what if Mo Na is still underdeveloped? Just wait, her breasts will grow to be even bigger than yours!” There was nothing that made me more sensitive than the way she always lingered hatefully on my chest.

“Hmph. You can say that when you’re older.” She condescendingly waved her finger before continuing, “However… By that time, master might have already… huhuhuhu.”

“As if! Mama will definitely wait for Mo Na to grow up!”

“Mama? Hahahaha. You know, even till now, I still haven’t figured out if master is a male or female…” Jeerah chuckled to herself for a good long while before shrugging in my direction. “Doesn’t matter though. Male or female, master cannot escape from the palm of my hands.”

“You wish!”

“Hah, like I said, you can say that once you get older.” Having said that, Jeerah left with a swish of her long Devil tail. However, she made sure to eye my chest one last time…

I myself lowered my gaze to stare at my yet-to-develop chest… Why does it feel like I’ve already lost half the battle?

No. I need to focus! What’s so good about a couple of meat jugs in the first place?! Flat is justice! If Papa dares to like Jeerah, I will just have to… hmph, why am I even considering such a scenario? There’s no way Papa would ever like an old hag like Jeerah.

I should go meet that little kitty first. There’s still a whole bunch of things I need to do even if Papa isn’t here, like visiting the Hellhounds and Warhorse… speaking of Hellhounds, I haven’t seen Cinderel for a while now. I wonder if she has been eating well with her father? Sigh. I’m such a failure of a friend. I should show her more concern. If I can’t treat her well when she’s young, who will bite my enemies for me in the future?

A dog’s growth period is shorter than my own as well. Maybe she will even be taller than me the next time we meet.

Meh… Meisian first, and Anmi too… maybe I should get him a bone as a gift? Cats and dogs like bones right? Probably.



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Devil Evolution Catalogue Chapter 468

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Author: The Sole Survivor Original Source: SFACG
Translator: CatatoPatch English Source: Re:Library

“Enough. I do not care about your name.” I abruptly cut off the Matriarch of the Ghostface Clan before sneering at her. “That would be a waste of my already limited brain capacity.”

“Brain capacity?” Paliseth curiously recited this unknown term, clearly intrigued but confused by my last sentence.

In contrast, the Ghostface Matriarch was in no mood for such minor details at all. The blood drained out from her face faster than I could say the word ‘enough’. The moment she heard that I wasn’t even interested in her name, she knew she was done for.

However, that didn’t stop her from trying one last time. “Your holiness, your servant knows that she has sinned greatly. That is why your servant humbly offers up this artifact as penitence in hopes of gaining your forgiveness.” Having said that, she got down to her knees, pulled out a silvery white ring and reverently offered it up to me with both hands, as if it wasn’t just a ring that was resting in her pale hands right now, but the most precious treasure in the world.

A ring? As if that’s enough to satisfy my anger… but then… a ring of a Matriarch couldn’t just be any old ring right?

“Your holiness, this ring is a Dimensional Storage Ring. It can store up to ten cubic meters of items and freeze their time at the same time. It can’t, however, store live goods.” Having said that, she looked up to find that I was shocked by her offering, and the blood immediately returned to her face. She promptly seized on this opportunity to push her ring further. “Your servant has already filled it with treasures, may your holiness find them to your liking.”

I reached out and put it daintily on my right hand -it was a snug fit. “Mhm, your offering has been well-received.” I nodded at her as I said it. “Seeing as you’re sincere about repenting, I’ll forgive your daughter’s transgressions against me.”

“Your holiness is most kind.” She replied happily before quickly getting up to her feet. However, that bit of happiness wasn’t going to last long.

“Did I say you could get up?”

Her heart immediately sank into an abyss of terror and confusion. “Your holiness? How else may your servant serve you?”

“I can ignore the slight against me. But there’s still the matter of how your daughter bullied my servant. I want justice for the suffering my servant has suffered at the hands of your daughter.”

“…” She became even more confused at that point. “My apologies, your holiness, but how has my daughter bullied your servant?”

“In that previous battle with the Minotaurs, she made my precious little bunny cry.”

“Cry?” The Ghostface Matriarch naturally had no way of knowing how badly affected Jezsere was at the time, but just by looking at the crying expression she had just now, the Ghostface Matriarch knew that this was a serious matter. “Your servant will prepare another offering right away…”

“There’s no need for that. Didn’t I say not too long ago that Jezsere belongs to me, and that whoever bullies her will face my wrath?” At that point, I flashed her a sinister, toothy smile. “Do you think I will take back my words?”

“I… mercy… your holiness… your servant is willing to offer up the entire wealth of the Ghostface Clan as penitence. All your humble servant asks is your forgiveness… my daughter… your holiness may have her as well… all your servant asks for is your forgiveness…”

“The entire wealth of the Ghostface Clan?” I waved my finger in front of her. “That’s where you are wrong. You mean the entirety of my wealth kept at the Ghostface Clan. Get the picture?”

“Yes… your servant understands… it all belongs to your holiness…everything…”

“So. Are you sure it’s a good idea to offer up my possessions as penitence?”

“I… I…. “

Hmph, I told you I’m a master orator!

At this point, the Ghostface Matriarch was at a complete loss for words. If she had her way, she would have admonished me for that blatant show of shamelessness, but she clearly couldn’t.

I looked her right in her eyes and sneered coldly one last time. “The Dark Elves have thirteen great clans. If you count in the lesser clans, there should be over a hundred clans in total. That sounds a little excessive to me… you know what… I don’t think we need the Ghostface Clan anymore…”

“You!”

Now that I had made it known that I was going to make an example of her, the Ghostface Matriarch finally started to fight back. However, the moment she leapt to her feet, the other twelve Matriarchs had already begun channeling their mana. A moment later, spider silk formed of mana simultaneously fired out of their palms and bound her…

“You can’t treat me like this… your holiness… mercy…”

The Ghostface Matriarch half-yelled, half-pleaded for mercy as three of the Matriarchs led her away. In the meantime, the remaining Matriarchs exchanged a quick glance with each other before Paliseth led the group by asking, “Your holiness, should we clean up the rest of her clan?”

I merely shook my head and smiled in response. “Clean them up? There’s no need for such pointless slaughter.”

“What does your holiness wish instead?” She asked while stifling the need to roll her eyes at the one who started this mess in the first place.

“My wishes, huh.” I paused for a couple of seconds before clapping my hands together. “The current family leading the Ghostface Clan must all die, as for the rest… well… They are my godmother’s faithful servants, so I’ll let them off the hook this time. Speaking of the Ghostface Clan, their treasury is now mine. I want all the pure-blooded Dark Elves moved out of that clan as well. The rest can stay.”

“Understood…” The moment that last bit of instructions came out, the remaining Matriarchs immediately broke into a grin. By saying that I wanted all the Pure-blooded Dark Elves out of that clan, I was implying that they could divvy up the defeated Dark Elves. Even though the treasury was now mine, gaining some population for their clan was an unexpected bit of surprise for them.

Just like that, the curtains drew to close on the Ghostface Clan.

“Alright, let’s move on to other matters.” I turned towards Paliseth. “I need you to fetch Aishael for me, and go visit Jezsere at the same time. I had her prepare some stuff beforehand so you can grab them off her.

“Understood.” Paliseth nodded then promptly left the great hall. Now that she was gone, the great hall immediately fell into silence. To be honest, the remaining Matriarchs were all perfectly capable hosts, but none of them even dared make a sound in my presence. At this point, their mental image of me was of a capricious lord who could wipe out their clan on a whim.

Just the fact alone that I had the Ghostface Clan punished, not because they offended me, but because they offended my servant was more than proof enough of that. Too bad, they couldn’t do anything about it either.

Not long after, Paliseth came in with an ornate looking giftbox and Aishael in tow.

Just from a glance, I could tell that Aishael had tidied up immediately after returning to her quarters. Her silvery hair had been bound up into a simple but tidy ponytail that complemented her straightlaced personality and elegant dress. Honestly, I liked this girl. She had a unique charm about her beauty. Now… if she could just fix that resting b1tch face of hers, she would be even more perfect.

Her aggressive demeanour and fearless attitude was nothing but a front for the stress and trauma she was trying to hide. That much I knew. Had she truly been as strong as she would like to portray herself as being, she would have been more confident in herself. Just like how a tiger was at times an adorable giant kitty, and at times a monstrous killing machine that could tear apart anyone who dared to ruffle its fur. The strong did not have to show off that they were strong.

“Come, come.” I gave no explanation as to why I summoned her, instead flashing her a gentle smile as I stood up and beckoned for here. “Over here.”

“…” She cautiously eyed me but came up to me in the end.

“Have a seat.” I gently pressed down on her shoulders to make her sit on the throne ordinarily reserved for Paliseth. Then, under her confused eyes, I undid her ponytail.

“Your holiness…” My strange actions left her at a loss for words as she stared into my eyes. She wanted to say something but chose not to in the end.

“That ponytail of yours doesn’t suit you. Here. Let me fix it for you.” I reached out for the gift box that had already been opened up by a keen-eyed Paliseth. I took out the pink hairbands within and bound up her hair into a more adorable twin ponytails hairstyle.

Lest one forgot, I was the one who used to tie up Nicole’s hair; twin ponytails were one of my forte.

However, while Aishael’s hair might have resembled Nicole, her personality was a far cry from the cheerful, smiling girl from my childhood. That perpetually radiant smile on her lips were the reason for my existence. I truly missed her… but I had no way of leaving right now. I had to first create a safe space for Aishael and her Half-elves -that was I had decided.

“I’ll now make an announcement. The capital city of the Ghostface Clan will officially be known as Halfmoon City. All Half-elves are to migrate to Halfmoon City. As for its leader…” I gently ruffled Aishael’s hair at that point, then under her slightly disapproving stare, declared, “Will be this child here.”



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