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Chapter 440: An Unfamiliar Ceiling

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

Just when it looked like the magical beast cores were about to fully expended, Ferti’nier’s summoning tool was finally finished.

As the fiery wisps of the Nether Flames dissipated, a silvery white necklace gently floated down. Ferti’nier reached out and grabbed it with my left hand then had it on full display on my palm. Both of us were inspecting this newly forged accessory, the difference was that while she was inspecting the attributes of the necklace itself, I was just admiring its beauty.

Mithril was a sturdy magical metal that also had a high tensile strength, making it one of the most highly-valued magical ingredients there was in this world. While it wasn’t at the level of a divine instrument, the vast majority of semi-divine tools were forged from mithril.

The necklace was fashioned like an ornate web. Within its webbings were four red gemstones, one large and three comparatively smaller ones. The three smaller stones were roughly the size of a pinky’s fingernail and were lined in a triangular formation. In the center of this triangle was the last stone, one that was the size of a thumb’s fingernail.

It was a stunning piece of work, to be sure, but I couldn’t help but find it a little strange. Normally, such adornments would be found on the chain yet Ferti’nier had instead filled up the inner circle of the necklace itself with these stones… Alzehemier’s perhaps? She is rather old…

“You’re the one that’s old, your whole family is old!” Ferti’nier immediately reacted to my comment though her voice did sound rather tired. At the same time as she said that, she returned control of my body to me.

Oh? She’s not going to take this opportunity to stir up some trouble? Now that’s just not like her at all.

This time, Ferti’nier chose not to respond to my jibes. Now that her work was done and the necklace was safely in my hands, she impatiently stated as such. “Alright, your big sis is about to take a nap now, she’s tired. Remember to grab some souls for her to snack on in the meantime, else it might be a time long before you see her again… Oh, right, little brother, you’re about to level up again… also, your big sis didn’t scam you this time, did she?”

‘What do you mean you didn’t? Those magical beast cores aren’t candies you just pop into my mouth like that! What if I get food poisoning?!’

“Food poisoning?” Ferti’nier paused for a second, clearly amused by the thought of that actually happening. “Don’t worry, you’re a Fallen Angel and one of the direct descendents of the great Lucifer himself. Let alone a few magical cores, you would be fine even if you swallowed down an entire zombie.”

‘What the heck, you’re thinking of feeding me zombies now? You’re just doing this because this isn’t your body!’

“Now why would I do that? Don’t you know how dirty zombies are? Your big sis would never think of even eating one.”

‘So you’re planning to do it when we are separated then?”

“Heheh…”

‘Don’t think you have me fooled with that smile of yours! I know exactly what you are planning in that black heart of yours… you she-devil! There’s nothing in this world that’s blacker than your heart, not even coal!‘

“Oh don’t be so angry, those magical beast cores are what caused your power to rise in the first place. I thought you desperately wanted to become stronger? Of course, those magical beast cores have to be of the right elemental nature as well. Also…” She paused for dramatic effect at that point. Finally, she continued, “There might be some side effects, but they aren’t that severe. They should be no problem at all for our little brother… Well then, your big sis is really tired now, so she’s off to get some beauty sleep… remember to grab some souls~”

Just like that, she was gone.

Ahhhhhh… that she-devil… she’s too much!

“Master?”

Jezsere timidly tried to call out to me while I was mentally screaming in my head. It was then that I realised how strange I must have been acting right now. In order not to frighten our resident timid girl any further, and also for the sake of my own image, I decided to stop the mental screaming for now and turn to face her with the most normal looking expression I could muster. “Jez? Your master’s fine, don’t worry.”

Having said that, I spread my arms wide open and hugged her. Had it been the past, Jezsere would have already come running into my arms, albeit shyly. Unfortunately, this time was a little different. She not only did not try to come close to me, she even backed away a little…

“Master… you just… ate those…”

There was no need for her to explain any further at that point. The moment I heard her say the word eat, my face froze up. I tried to explain myself, but the moment I did so, a surge of mana started gushing upwards from my abdominal region and immediately spread out towards my extremities… fishcakes… I knew those magical beast cores were going to give me food poisoning…


An unfamiliar ceiling… like heck I would say something that stupid.

But what am I doing on this bed? I thought I was just in Paliseth’s treasure room… did I faint? Blast, I should have emptied out that treasure room first… hold on, why do my limbs feel so limp?

I clearly have enough mana, or maybe too much of it… is this the side effect of eating of magical beast cores? I knew she would end up causing trouble! Also, why does my left hand feel a little weird?

I turned towards my left palm and found a strange bracelet tied around my wrist. On top of wrapping itself around my wrists, one end was coiled around my middle finger and ring finger as well. And on the back of my hand were the four red stones I had seen in that ‘necklace’ Ferti’nier crafted. The three smaller red stones were arranged in a triangle that took up the majority of my hand while the larger red stone took up the center point as before… isn’t that the summoning tool Ferti’nier forged?!

So it wasn’t a necklace, but a bracelet instead. No wonder it looked a little weird to begin with. I have to say though, it’s rather nice, just a little bit girly for me…

Yet just as I was considering whether or not to take off this clearly female bracelet, Jezsere came walking in to greet me.

“Master, you’re awake!” Seeing that I had awakened, our resident timid girl immediately ran up to the bed, having clearly forgotten about the magical beast cores at this point. Well, that saved me a whole load of trouble at least…

“How long have I been asleep?” My body felt a little weak, but my mind was clearer than it had ever been. I peered around and saw an unfamiliar room, just like that ceiling above me. The room itself was austerely decorated, but based on the faint fragrance lingering in this room, I could tell it was an inhabited room. And its inhabitant was definitely a girl.

Don’t tell me… is this Jezsere’s room? It kinda smells like her!

“Master, you’ve been asleep for an entire day.” Jezsere tilted her head as she peered in my direction. She seemed to have noticed that something was wrong with my body so she graciously came in closer to have a look.

“Master, how are you feeling now?”

I took in a deep breath and furrowed my brows in concentration a little. “For some reason, my body feels a lot weaker than before even though my mana has never been stronger. I think I’m even weaker than a human right now…”

“Perhaps… perhaps it’s those magical beast cores that master ate? Mother and I were really frightened by that…”

“Probably… no, it’s definitely because of that!”

Ahhhhhh! Ferti’nier, you she-devil, why did you stuff all those cores into my body, even though that ended up raising my power and ended up pushing me to the peak of Four-stars… actually, doesn’t that make her my benefactor then? Should I really be badmouthing her? She did spend a lot of energy forging that bracelet, and those cores were needed to finish the forging or everything would have been for naught. I guess she can be forgiven then.

With that in mind, my mood improved considerably. Yet I couldn’t help but feel that something was off here.

I gave my head a quick shake then turned back to address Jezsere. “I was busy forging a tool back then. The resulting mana expenditure was too high so I had to rely on those cores to replenish my mana… mhm, that’s basically it.”

“Oh, is that so.” Jezsere nodded her head obediently though she still seemed a little confused. “But Master, if you just needed to replenish your mana, the potions section has plenty of potions that can help with that, with no side effects too.”

Potions… that’s right… if it’s just replenishing my mana, potions would have been fine as well, why did she even force feed me those coses… curse you, Ferti’nier! I knew you were scamming me again! I’ll remember this! Once I get my body back, I’ll make sure to screw you over just as hard!

I just knew that she-devil was hiding something from me, and I even fell for her tricks again! I need to jot down her name in my little booklet…

While it was said that magical beasts who devoured the cores of a similar nature could raise their power, the fact was that I wasn’t a magical beast. Such an extreme method came with its fair share of risks because of that. In actuality, raising one’s level wasn’t just a simple matter of munching down on some cores. Such a brute force method often caused a host of problems like an unstable foundation, a lack of mana control, so on and so forth.

Appropriate consumption would definitely result in speedy levelling, but overly relying on those methods was a shortsighted move as well.

As I was busy cursing Ferti’nier, Jezsere had already come closer to me and was helping me sit up with a beet red face. Seems like our little skinship got her blushing again… sigh… why do girls like her just scream to get bullied?



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Chapter 439: Tool Construction

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

The human realms couldn’t be said to be the safest of places right now, certainly not when compared to Earth. If my identity were to be that of a completely defenseless normal human being that was somehow able to travess the land without fear… now, that just wouldn’t make much sense, would it? However, while I was transformed, it was imperative that I refrained from using my mana in order to hide my devilish nature completely. Because of that, I wouldn’t be able to fight at full strength, with only my physical strength being a safe option. Spells like my fireballs were out of question unless I wanted my identity to be exposed.

In that case, I had to find other ways of boosting my combat strength. Clearly, Ferti’nier had something in mind on this front.

“Your big sis is planning to create a summoning tool that you only need to infuse your mana into and you can summon a helper to your side. Little brother, all you have to do then is announce yourself as a summoner mage. If it’s just this extent of mana usage, you won’t expose your true nature.”

I have to admit, she really thought this through this time; even such minor details were considered. Having such a big sis looking out for my back is truly a blessing… like heck it is! I’ll be more than happy if this she-devil doesn’t end up causing more trouble for me!

“Ohohoho, is our little brother scolding her big sis again?”

‘Nope, not at all! Why would I ever do that? If only there was some way I could express my adoration further, but thank god… I mean, alas…’

“Hmph, don’t think that just because you didn’t intend to say it, your big sis can’t hear it. We both share this body so our thoughts are linked as well.”

‘Oops… big sis… I mean momma… Can I call you momma? I’m in the wrong here… please be merciful… your son will forever be grateful…’

Now that we had finished our daily banter, the Devil King inside me made her somewhat displeased question known. “So how long do you plan on hugging her for?”

‘Hmm?’

“Your big sis is talking about that little girl in your arms. Isn’t it about time you let go now?”

“…”

‘My bad, it felt so right that I almost forgot I had her in my arms.’ I had to admit, a soft Elven girl like her was really nice to hug. She was light, and she even gave off a faint scent that just sets off all the right signals – there really was no better pleasure than hugging a girl like her. But now wasn’t the time for this. I had bigger fish to fry so I would have to have her draw the short end of the stick for now… Don’t worry, your master will be back to hug you as soon as he’s done.

I tossed a look at Paliseth who was still standing besides me, then lightly tapped on Jezsere’s head with my chin. Paliseth immediately understood what I meant and began walking towards us, a smile never once leaving her lips.

If I were to ask for her hand in marriage now, I bet these parents of hers weren’t even going to be an obstacle.

It was at that point that Jezsere finally woke up, despite having been asleep in my arms while I was gallivanting through the entire ingredients section. Perhaps it was the sudden movements around her that had set her off, but the instant Paliseth tried to receive her from my arms, she seemed to react.

“Mmm? Master?”

“Hey there, you’re awake, I see.”

“Master…” She blushed furiously. Even though she had just awoken, she quickly realised what kind of embarrassing situation she was in right now. She recoiled her neck back into her shoulders, her pointy long ears practically the color of a tomato at this point. If television was anything to go by, she would have probably been emitting steam from her ears right now. “Mas… Master… please put me down…”

“Of course.” I gently lowered her down onto the ground, but the moment I did so, I saw her slender legs start to cave in slightly. I quickly caught her arms. “Be careful.”

“It’s…it’s fine…” Jezsere quickly wiggled her way out of my embrace. This timid girl had always been quite close to me, but it was also a fact that being too intimate left her more than embarrassed. Even so, it was this sort of shyness that made me like her that much more… and want to bully her as well…

Now that our resident timid girl was settled, Ferti’nier addressed in a stern voice. “I need you to empty your mind now and hand over control of your body to me.”

‘Hand over control to you?’

“That’s right, I need control of your body for now. Is there a problem with that?”

‘No, but I’m warning you here, I’d better not see you pull any funny business.’

“Hmph, does your big sis seem like a person to do that?”

‘What do you mean ‘seem’? You clearly are such a Devil! In fact, you’re the only Devil King that is so bored as to torment me just for fun!’

This time, I was sure she had no way to refute my words. However, the satisfaction of this victory was short-lived. “Alright, then you can create the summoning tool yourself.”

“…”

‘Big sis… momma… Can I call you momma? I was wrong, really wrong… please forgive your insolent son. Just one more time…alright?’

“Hmph, that’s more like it. Now, stop resisting.”

Sigh… why do I even bother trying to win? I began emptying my mind as she had instructed, then handed over control of my body to her.

The moment I felt her soul take over, my external body began to experience a cataclysmic change. If my gender was in any doubt before this -being a genderless Devil that was slightly masculine and all- there was no doubt now. At that very instant, my aura fully became that of a Lust Demon’s, through and through.

“How fragrant…” Jezsere began swooning in my direction as if she had suddenly fallen under an enthrallment spell. As she staggered in a daze towards me, she would mumble to no one in particular. “Master… you smell so nice… and you’re so pretty as well… like an angel from the heavens…”

“Jezsere!” Paliseth yelled. This Dark Elven Matriarch had nearly fallen under my enthrallment as well. However, because she was still a bonafide Overlord-tier being, her iron will quickly resisted the effects in an instant. This enthrallment was actually a side-effect of Ferti’nier’s aura that she subconsciously released. As long as it was a living creature that approached her, it would take effect immediately. Gender had nothing to do with this enthrallment, only how strong that being’s will was.

Oh Jez… you have to forgive your master here. He can’t control his body right now so he can only let that blasted she-devil have her way with you… Be strong, once your master becomes stronger, he will avenge you. At that time, he will give that she-devil a good spanking until she begs for mercy.

Having assumed control of my body, Ferti’nier first turned around to face Paliseth who was still struggling to find out what was happening and smiled. She then began the construction of the summoning tool, not at all concerned with explaining herself or making sure that Paliseth had fully secured Jezsere.

The main ingredient of this alchemical construction was the Nine-star core of a fire magical beast, but there were plenty other ingredients required as well. For example, a piece of highly conductive mithril was required. Next, we needed a whole grocery list of rare metals as well as three Eight-star Fire Elemental Cores and two dozen magical beast cores that were either red or black.

The Nine-star core itself was roughly the size of the Gem of Authority hanging on my chest – the perfect size for gripping. Unlike the gem’s tetrahedral shape, the core was a perfect sphere.

By controlling my mana reserves, Ferti’nier first summoned a ball of Nether Flames in the middle of the air then threw everything into that fire except for those two dozen cores. Naturally, those three Eight-star Fire Elemental Cores were thrown into the fire as well.

Far be it from me to say, but isn’t it dangerous to toss a bunch of cores into fire like that? Are you sure they won’t just explode in my face? A cold sweat ran down my back just from watching her work her magic. In fact, I wasn’t the only one who was frightened either. Paliseth and Jezsere were both equally pale as they watched trepidatiously from the sidelines. The last thing all of us wanted right now was for that Nine-star core to go kaboom. After all, that was a Nine-star core! If it exploded, this whole treasure room would be toast!

With my left hand, Ferti’nier began emitting a controlled stream of mana to feed the burning Nether Flames.

Speaking of Nether Flames, it was a good thing that I was able to wield such magic. Ordinary flames would have been no match at all for something sturdy like Mithril. It was this bit of serendipity that ultimately allowed me to barely meet the threshold of transmuting mithril.

As time wore on, I could feel my mana reserves drain by at least half. At the current rate that she was expending my mana, I would at most last a couple more minutes before I was wrung dry. If that were to happen, then this transmutation would be a complete failure. As for those ingredients which were tossed into the Nether Flames… well, at least they didn’t explode, am I right?

In my current state, I was unable to affect the outside world at all. However, I didn’t dare to distract Ferti’nier either. The last thing I needed was to cause an accident because she lost concentration.

Thankfully, the experienced Devil King that she was did not need any reminder from me at all. Without even looking, she reached out with my right hand and popped one of the red cores into my mouth.

Crunch. Hmmm… doesn’t taste like chicken. Kinda like fried tofu actually, pretty nice to crunch on… Having finished chewing up the red core, Ferti’nier next tossed one of the black cores into my mouth. As she did that, I began to feel my mana reserve recover, going so far as to match the rate of my expenditure.

Hold on… are we treating magical beast cores as tofu now?! Just because this body isn’t yours doesn’t mean you can just mess around like that! What if I get food poisoning, or what if I can’t digest it? Even worse, what if I choke to death? I’m practically an explosive barrel right now, one that’s about to explode! What if… bah… we can talk about this later… I wouldn’t want to mess up this whole transmutation because of some small objections…

Even though I thought that, I was still extremely worried about what was going on with my body right now. I really did not want to die because of some silly indigestion, especially not while I was still a virgin.

Having just recovered from Ferti’nier’s earlier actions, the mother and daughter pair were soon treated to the equally shocking act of her munching on a bunch of magical beast cores. Just like me however, they knew that now wasn’t a good time to distract her. Any sort of interruption would be deadly at this point, that was why they merely kept a silent but worried vigil from the side. Naturally, Jezsere was already shaking at this point.

Time passed by neither slowly nor quickly in that manner. While I had come close to wanting to wrestle back control from Ferti’nier several times, I resisted this urge in the end.

However, just because I put up with her eating those magical beast cores didn’t mean I liked it either… Hey, haven’t you heard of not eating raw foods? What are we, cavemen?!

But really though, how long more will this take? Please give me an exact timeframe. At the rate you’re munching down on those cores like tofu, my heart will probably give out before you’re done…



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Chapter 438: So You Knew and Said Nothing?!

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

Transformation Magic is a real and substantiated form of magic, however it is also one of the rarest forms of magic as well. It was first invented by the Lust Demons who came up with it as a means of survival. Because their combat strength was the lowest amongst all the other sins of Hell, they had to come up with a different way of surviving.

Learning Transformation Magic is a highly complex endeavour, and when someone other than a Lust Demon tries it, the transformation often has flaws. For example, there are cases of the caster’s body reverting back to its original form when touched. Some of the original body’s unique traits might not mesh well with intended target transformation as well. A person’s presence, smell and personality were all characteristics that couldn’t be falsified. That is why Transformation Magic isn’t all too practical for ordinary mages.

Now, a Lust’s Demon’s transformation was an entirely different matter. They are able to completely cover up their Devilish nature and this has resulted in quite a few Lust Demons running off to human kingdoms to be a favored consort of some king. Once they have achieved this status, the Lust Demon would often exploit the kingdom’s resources to strengthen herself. Because of their ability to feast on souls, the king of said kingdom often did not meet a good end either…

The number of kingdoms that have fallen to the seduction of a Lust Demon are numerous. Yet despite that, there has been no foolproof way to determine if one is actually a human or a Lust Demon that has transformed herself.

This is also why books like the Demoness’s Hammer have been able to gain such traction.

—- From |Lust Demon and Transformation Magic|

I had to admit, this outlandish plan of hers might just work. Putting aside the matter of Solar-sama’s fans, if Reyage were to become the clan leader and had the results to justify this, all those men who had been suppressed up till now would definitely not give up this chance to raise their status.

“That’a bold plan.” Now that I had roughly sussed out the details, I couldn’t help but marvel at her daringness. In a strongly matriarchal society like the Dark Elves’, the fact that she was trying to overturn the notion of female superiority was unbelievable, especially considering the fact that she was a female herself… now that’s some 4D chess moves right there.

“But Paliseth has found an even better plan now.” Having said that, she smiled knowingly at me. “With your holiness’s approval, Jez’s safety is basically guaranteed. And with how much your holiness adores her, I’m sure that approval is a done deal, am I right?”

As the godson of Lolthe, and half a master of the entire Dark Elven race, my attitude was of utmost importance to Paliseth’s plan. It could be said that without my explicit approval, this plan of hers might just collapse. After all, such long standing traditions did not just disappear because you wanted it to. But if I were to express my approval, then that was an entirely different matter…

Naturally, I could just shove Reyage into the clan leader’s throne right away. But such a brute force method had its drawbacks. Unless I was planning to stay here for good, the moment I left, Reyage would undoubtedly come under fire right away. That was why the best plan was still to go along with Paliseth. First, give the position to Jezsere in order to pave the way for Reyage. It was a slow but steady method. And given how long lived these Elves were, slow wasn’t really an issue. Now, if it was the humans we were talking about… but that’s a story for another day…

“Sounds interesting.”

Having Reyage succeed Solar-sama’s harem? Now that’s a new way to look at the old saying of children paying off their parents’ debts. Either way, I’m in.

She gave me a ‘I knew it’ look at that point. “So I have your holiness’s approval then?”

“Mhm, but I won’t stay for long in the city, so that approval of mine… is most likely in name only.”

Do you know how hard it was for me to return to the Western Human Realms?! This time, I’m not wasting any time at all in finding Nicole, and I have no intention of failing again. Once we reunite, it’s time for a little… ahem, nothing strange to see here, nothing at all!

“As long as I have your holiness on the record approving.” I could tell that she was pleased by my swift approval of her plan. While she might have said that I could help myself to anything, this time, she really meant it. She generously waved her hand in the direction of the treasure room then stepped back to let me have a better look. “In that case, your holiness, please be sure to help yourself to whatever your holiness may want.”

But I want everything… or at least, half. But if Jezsere’s going to inherit all these… I shouldn’t really bully her…

“Oh? Our little brother sure is a gentleman.”

There it was. That grating nonchalance of hers. This freeloader truly was the textbook definition of an unwelcome guest. Not only did she not help out at all, she even made sure to throw in a couple of snide remarks.

“Hey, don’t you know that talking about someone behind their backs will earn you retribution? Especially when that person can hear exactly what you are thinking.”

‘This she-devil…’

“Alright, alright. Your big sis gets it, she will pay her rent. Hmph, as if your big sis has ever skipped out on paying before.” Having said that, she began directing me to where the Eight-star Elemental Core was in the treasure room. Next was the Nine-star core of a fire magical beast.

‘I know I need the Elemental Core, but what am I to do with this Nine-star core? I’m not an Alchemist.”

“Relax, your big sis did say that she was going to pay her rent, right?”

‘You’re trying to tell me that this Nine-star core is your payment? Let’s be clear here, that core doesn’t even belong to you in the first place! If you are really serious about paying your rent, at least use your own goods!’

“But this Nine-star core can be used to create a rather interesting tool.” Ferti’nier left that tantalizing idea hanging there for a second then continued. “Little brother, you said you wanted to visit the human territories, right? I’m sure it will be inconvenient to do that as a Devil. Well, your big sis just so happen to have a remedy for that.”

‘You have a way to disguise me? The last time I tried barging into human territory, I ended up in a whole load of trouble thanks to me being a Devil. If you really have a way for me to disguise myself, then it will be a lot easier for me when I try to locate Nicole.’

Wait… if she had such a method, then… that she-devil! Why didn’t she say anything before?!

“Oh my… look’s like the jig is up.” Ferti’nier broke into a mischievous grin. “That was because your big sis found the situation to be very amusing so she kept quiet. And your big sis wasn’t that familiar with you at that time too… she was afraid you would cheat her feelings.”

‘Cheat your feelings? Amusing? Are you trying to get me killed?!!’

“But you aren’t dead, right?”

I… I swear, she’s out to jinx me. Is my suffering her only joy in life?!

“So, does our little brother want to know how?”

‘Of course!’

“Alright, then your big sis will help you raise your powers first. After all, the transformation will severely weaken you after it’s done…” Her tone became serious at that point. “Before that, you need to know the method.”

‘Of transformation?’

“That’s right.” Ferti’nier started explaining how to unlock this new power. “First off, this brand of magic was invented by us Lust Demons as a means of making up for our poor combat strength…”

According to her, this Transformation Magic was a natural talent of the Lust Demons, though the other races could learn it too. The idea behind this transformation was to cover up their devilish nature. Lust Demons who were talented were said to even be able to mask their aura in front of Priests. With this trump card, the Lust Demons were able to run amok amongst the humans.

As time passed by, the humans started to have a saying whenever a kingdom fell that a Devil’s work was at play… that Devil was actually a Lust Demon. In a lot of ways, these Lust Demons caused more damage to the humans than any Devil who had high combat strength ever could.

That was one of the reasons why Lust Demons were particularly notorious in human kingdoms. Although, there were still quite a few human Occultists who wished they had a Lust Demon. Naturally, whether or not they could summon one successfully was a different matter entirely.

Having explained all that, Ferti’nier then transmitted a set of instructions into my head. Perhaps it was because of my Lust Demon heritage, but it didn’t take long for me to comprehend these instructions. After all, this was a natural talent of the Lust Demons. As long as a Lust Demon knew the rough theory behind the magic, she could easily fill in the gaps herself.

Still, what did Ferti’nier mean when she said she was going to raise my power?

“There are multiple ways to raise one’s combat strength, but your big sis has something interesting in mind this time.” Ferti’nier paused at that point for dramatic effect. Seeing as my attention was now fully on her, she cleared her throat and said, “Transformation Magic isn’t omnipotent either. If our little brother were to start fighting in his new form, it would be very easy for him to reveal his true nature. That’s why he needs some kind of identity.”



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Chapter 437: When Your Mum Wants to Start a Harem for You…

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Author: The Sole Survivor Original Source: SFACG
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“Well that’s because the room they were in had a bunch of magical arrays installed that could transmit images and sounds.” Paliseth broke into a cheeky grin as she said that. “You have no idea how much effort I had to go through to get those arrays from the Wood Elves…”

“So you’re saying that you were there with them from start to finish…”

Paliseth merely nodded to that, and I couldn’t help but answer with my own silence as well.

I had to admit, her way of thinking was borderline stalker, and she even succeeded too…

“Wait, so why didn’t you stop them then?”

“Why should I stop them? Letting Jezsere out into the world might even cause her to mature.”

“I…” I just want to say: that’s awfully big-hearted of you. But I guess she did come back in the end, I can’t deny that. In that case, she’s kind of right…

“I also dispatched some of my elite spies to tail them. They were equipped with magical tools to help disguise themselves when they infiltrated the Western Human Realms so the surveillance wasn’t an issue at all. I even told them to pretend to be pursuers and periodically leak out rumors of their pursuit. All to simulate a sense of urgency. They even faked a few fights to reinforce this point too. Later on, I learnt that the two of them came to a rest at a human village. That was when I had the spies halt their antics for a moment, seeing as they seemed to have taken a liking to that place.”

I… I… Those spies you keep talking about… aren’t they assassins? The world famous Dark Elven assassins that were rumored to be able to kill anyone below the level of a Demigod? So you sent a bunch of world-class assassins to stalk your kids…

Naturally, saying that the assassins groomed by the Dark Elves could kill anyone below the level of a Demigod was slightly exaggerating. Killing an Overlord level target was still an extremely difficult task. If an assassin was tenacious and proficient enough, there was bound to be a time when even an Overlord would let his guard down. However, that didn’t mean they would want to do that either. The fact of the matter was that Overlords were extremely powerful beings. If the Dark Elves routinely hunt down such beings, it would easily earn them the collective ire of every other Overlord.

“My little son, Reyage, is definitely a genius, but he still isn’t strong enough to stand up against an Eight-star assassin, and certainly not a whole squad of them.”

That remark was to remind me that if she really wanted to hunt them down, there was no way they would ever survive for over a year like that.

To be honest, ever since coming into contact with the Shadowhunter Clan, I was starting to realise how unusual Reyage and Jezsere’s stint in Plateau Village was. Given how efficient and merciless these Dark Elves were, there was no way those siblings could ever hide out in a single spot for so long without being found. In fact, I was starting to suspect that Reyage realised this as well, and only Jezsere was still in the dark about this. Why else would that sister-loving Dark Elf allow his beloved little sister to return to the Underdepths so easily, even if they had my medium.

Now that I had grasped the basic facts of their journey in the Western Human Realms, it was time to answer another burning question of mine.

“There’s another matter I would like to ask about as well.” I looked Paliseth right in the eyes and said, “why wasn’t Jezsere the one conducting my summoning ritual?”

“Well… I might have gathered some information about your holiness’s strangeness amongst Devils, but I still wasn’t too comfortable with letting her take this risk…” She smiled apologetically at that point. “My intentions were to first subjugate whatever Devil it was that came out, then hand it over to Jezsere. I ended up summoning your holiness in the end and the rest is as your holiness knows…”

‘The rest’ referred to me being turned into a sacrifice for Lolthe and somehow ending up as her godson… no wonder there’s a saying: nothing is certain in life. Anyway, even if the story isn’t exactly as she says, there’s no way for me to tell at this point. So there’s no point wracking my brain over this matter. But how exactly is Jezsere going to deal with being a Matriarch? Putting aside the question of the Clan’s future development, there was a more basic question of whether or not she is even safe in that position.

“I know what your holiness is worried about, but Paliseth has actually made plans before coming to this decision.” While I might not have said anything yet, she could tell from a glance what my next question was. “In actuality, I had already planned for Reyage to do the actual management once Jezsere takes up power. To that end, I’ve groomed a number of trusted subordinates that can support Reyage.”

Support Reyage? Don’t you mean Jezsere? I get it now, so your plan is actually to have Reyage be the true clan leader!

“So you want Jezsere to be the leader on the surface while Reyage is actually the one who holds the power.”

“That’s basically it. Because of our customs and all that…”

The customs of the Dark Elves…

The Dark Elves had always been a matriarchal society. Males were technically not slaves, but they weren’t exactly the most respected either -truly an awkward position to be in.

Unlike the humans, it was the females who held the power, both literally and figuratively. Dark Elven females tended to be more talented than their male counterparts and also formed the bulk of the population. I found that last point to be particularly interesting. Back on Earth, under the star-spangled red banner, this gender disparity was reversed and had led to females enjoying more leeway than they otherwise would have -what’s the saying again? The monks are many but the porridge scarce, if you snooze, you lose.

The opposite was true for the Dark Elves. Their females did not have to necessarily mate with their males, a humanoid shape was the only requirement… and sometimes that wasn’t even a requirement. Since they were weaker and not necessary as well, the males in Dark Elven society truly had an awkward position even at the best of times.

“But if you Dark Elves are against a male leading the clan, how can you be sure that those trusted subordinates of yours will even be loyal to Reyage?” To be honest, having a bunch of treacherous-by-nature female Dark Elves serve a male whom they looked down upon just didn’t sound like a feasible plan. The fact was that males were despised in their society.

At that point, Paliseth’s expression became a little stiff. There was that same expression of longing and resentment I had seen in her not too long ago.

“To be frank… those trusted subordinates were all chosen because of one commonality… they had all seen my husband’s colosseum matches… some had even fought with him in the ring…”

“Your husband?”

“Solar.”

“…” Alright, that’s reason enough for me then. I totally get it. This is Solar-sama we are talking about. Of course, he can easily handle a bunch of Dark Elf females. In fact, why did I even question this plan? Solar-sama is a god amongst men! The manliest of the Chads! I should start taking notes on this. Maybe it might come out in the next exam.

“So you’re pushing the idea of Reyage being his father’s replacement?”

“The both of them look very similar… except for their hair colors…” Paliseth lowered her head and left those words hanging. In all likelihood, she was beginning to miss her husband again.

At the very least, the whole story made sense now. Jezsere was to only be a figurehead while the true target of this convoluted plan was Reyage.

Her plan was to make use of the fact that Solar once mesmerized the Dark Elves to push Reyage’s leadership as a pseudo-replacement for his father’s presence. This plan which wouldn’t have been out of place in a harem novel was to continue until he had solidified his position, at which point Jezsere could just step down for her talented older brother.

Ah Solar-sama… saving the day without even being here…

“In short, you’re trying to create a Dark Elven King?”

Paliseth smiled slyly and said no more.

To which I had this to say: please stop smiling, it’s giving me goosebumps…



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Chapter 436: A Last Will?

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

I had to admit: Ferti’nier was a dastardly she-devil. And even though I couldn’t see her face physically, I could definitely picture that devilish smile she had on right now as she said, “you know what, let’s just take it all.”

‘All of it?! Are you sure it’s okay… it is her own treasure room after all…’

Unlike my reticence however, Ferti’nier was even more assertive than ever as she immediately cut me off, “you’re the godson of Lolthe, their entire race’s master. If there’s anything you want, you can just take it, none of them would dare say a word.”

So what she’s saying is that it’s their honor to be robbed by me then…

‘Well, you do make sense and all… but… how about this, taking it all sounds a little crass, I’ll just take half of it…’

My conversation with Ferti’nier was completely shut off from the outside world. Naturally, that also meant that Paliseth had no way of knowing that we were currently discussing how to rob her blind. Yet just as I was mulling over how much to rob her of, Paliseth suddenly said something that I would have never expected to come out of her mouth, at least not in that order anyway. “Jez, if there’s anything you want, you can just take it. Once you take over the Shadowhunter Clan, it’s all going to be yours anyway.”

Is this her way of leaving a will behind? But wait… according to their Dark Elf lifespan, she should still be in her prime.

So those words were meant for me then…

Paliseth’s casual appointment of her successor came as an even greater shock to Jezsere who was hungrily eyeing a particularly elegant mage robe. Never in her wildest dreams did she expect her mother, Paliseth, to ever say that to her. After all, her personality wasn’t suited to Dark Elf society, let alone leadership. By handing over the reins to someone timid like her, Paliseth was basically pushing their entire clan down the proverbial spider cliff.

“Err? Ummm? Huh?”

Besides this news was too much of a shock for the poor girl, her brain short circuited itself to protect her from any further harm. No matter how much she tried to express herself, anything that came out right now was a garbled mess. Her recently recovered legs promptly slumped to the floor as well, and back into my embrace once more… I guess she can’t even speak anymore. Hold on, she’s fainted?! Did the excitement of becoming Matriarch get to her? Or maybe she’s just scared…

“I think she’s out cold?”

Just like that, Jezsere was knocked out for the time being. Honestly, I could totally understand her anxiety, given how timid she usually was. At this point, I didn’t even have any words left for that timidness of hers. Yet it was that very personality that made me want to protect her even more.

The problem now was that she couldn’t protect herself. Should she ever become a Matriarch, those in her clan would undoubtedly try to drag her off that throne because of that meek personality of hers.

For an Occultist that gets bullied even by the Imps she summons to suddenly become the head of the Shadowhunter Clan… now that’s just wrong…

“Sigh… Jezsere’s personality is just too…” Paliseth’s eyes had a mix of affection and disappointment as she stared at her unconscious daughter. However, this bit of tenderness would be forever lost on the poor girl.

I could tell that the affection in her eyes wasn’t false. As a Devil, deception was like second nature to us, that meant trying to deceive us was basically impossible as well. Especially when the other party wasn’t guarding against me.

“You seem to love her, but I also heard that you wanted to send her off to Arachne Cavern as well…” I pulled up a nearby treasure chest to sit on then laid Jezsere on my lap in a more comfortable position. “Honestly, I don’t get you.”

Rather than saying that Paliseth really loved her, I was more inclined to believe that she changed her attitude because of the affection I showed towards Jezsere first. The love she showed right now was probably real, but it was also laced with a tinge of materialism.

At least… that was how I interpreted the situation.

“Your holiness, I see my children enjoy a good relationship with your esteemed self. I’m sure your holiness would know of my past then…” Paliseth first nodded at me then proceeded to explain.

“I had always intended to transfer the seat of Matriarch to Jezsere. Reyage and her are the two children I love the most after all. But I also know that Jezsere’s personality isn’t suited to living in Dark Elf Society. Reyage isn’t a bad choice, but customs dictate that a male can’t take over the position of clan leader. In that case, there’s only Jezsere left since she’s…”

She cut off at that point. I could see the maelstrom of emotions swirling about in her eyes right now. There was that pure love you would expect from a young girl experiencing her first love, but that uncharacteristic emotion quickly faded. For most part, there was only hatred and resentment swirling about now.

She smiled, but it wasn’t the usual alluring smile she had on. Instead, it was a serene smile that wouldn’t feel out of place at all within a barren white room with nothing but a table and a glass of water inside it. It was a desolate but unforgettable sight.

“I don’t know what you have in mind, but have you thought about the consequences once she takes up that position?”

Even I didn’t dare consider that scenario right now. The Dark Elves were a cruel race that would much rather grind up your bones and feed the mushrooms than let any part of your corpse go to waste. Letting Jezsere take up leadership of such a clan was akin to throwing a little white bunny into a den of starving wolves.

A timid girl like her would immediately get torn to shreds… even before she could summon up an Imp to bully her… exactly what was she even capable of on her own? A girl like her was more suited to lying in my protective embrace. All that nonsense about being clan leader was unnecessary. Unless, of course, we were talking about being the clan leader of the Wood Elves. That might be possible.

“I’m not sure where you got this idea from but I need to remind you of something, she isn’t suited for it. I’m even considering whether or not to take her away.” When it came to her safety, I spared no effort at all. “It’s just too dangerous for her to stay here.”

Even though Paliseth was still her mother, but when had this mother of hers ever done anything good for her? For her sake, I had to stop this madness.

“Your holiness, please let me explain…” Paliseth had seen the determination in my eyes and was anxious to explain her decision. “I am serious about letting her succeed me – this isn’t a joke or an attempt at harming her…”

“Then explain the Arachne Cavern…” A mother who was callous enough to throw her own daughter into that depravity definitely didn’t sound like a person who knew the meaning of motherly love.

Hmph, I still think you have some ulterior motives here.

“I was just trying to scare her a little…” Paliseth sighed and gave me a resigned look as if the entire world didn’t understand her brand of concern at all. “Why would I ever truly consider throwing my own daughter into Arachne Cavern… I had them spread that rumor on purpose.”

“Alright. Where’s your proof? What’s your motive?” To be honest, there was a part of me that really believed what she was saying, but there was always that possibility that she was just buttering me up.

“I’m sure you already know what kind of personality Jezsere has. In order to fix that, I had the other Dark Elves spread the rumor that she was going to be thrown into Arachne Cavern. At the same time as that, I had already prepared a trial for her to complete. It was a really simple trial that even she could complete. Unfortunately, that plan never came to fruition…”

“You mean when she ended up running away from home because of your rumors?”

“That’s right. It wasn’t just her who ran away as well. My son, Reyage, did as well…” Having said that, I saw her smile slightly. “Jezsere’s decision came as a surprise to me. That was a level of initiative I had never seen in her before…”

You have to be the first mom in the world who would feel happy about her children running away from her… I swear, this world is abnormal. However, I guess this series of actions really suited her personality. For a timid to the extreme girl like her, she was more likely to run away when pushed to her limits than try and resist. I bet Reyage had a lot to do with her making this decision as well.

“Hmm… but that doesn’t sound like Jezsere at all. Are you sure it wasn’t her brother who made her do this?”

“No. Reyage definitely wanted to take her away, but it was Jezsere who first brought up this idea.” At that point, she gave me the ‘I know my own daughter better than you’ look.

“When Reyage went to find her, he never even got the chance to speak before she suddenly asked him to help her escape. When I heard that, I was truly shocked. I had never seen this assertive side of her before… I still remember every word of that exchange till this day.”

“Hold on, how do you even know what they said?”



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Chapter 435: A Private Treasure Room

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Author: The Sole Survivor Original Source: SFACG
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No matter what the circumstances were, being able to secure additional troops was a welcome surprise. By recruiting the Undermarsh Murlocs for war, the Shadowhunter Clan should be able to reduce their casualties significantly. Cannon fodders, I think the technical term was…

While the Murloc Clanleader was still vehemently against this entire idea when he woke up, I managed to convince him otherwise with one simple sentence.

“If you die, Lily will end up marrying your brother.”

Upon hearing that, the Murloc Clanleader began to seriously consider his decision. Finally, he decided that he would rather ruin his brother’s future instead.

“Your holiness is absolutely a lucky star for Paliseth; Paliseth has never received such a huge gift with such ease before.” Now that the Undermarsh Murlocs were well and truly settled, Paliseth hooked her arms around my own and edged in closer. Her growing fragrance rushed into my nose, overwhelming my senses in an instant and threatened to get the better of me. Or at least it would have… if I had my pee pee. What was even more infuriating was that this lady even blew into my ear and tried to flirt with me. “Paliseth has nothing to offer in return, but perhaps tonight we can…”

“It’s fine, I would rather spend time with your daughter instead.” I swiftly pulled my arm free from her embrace and then hugged a still-confused Jezsere tightly.

“Master…” Jezsere stared up into my eyes then sneaked a glance back at her mother, clearly at a loss as to how to react to this sudden turn of events.

To be honest, I could tell that Paliseth wasn’t actually interested in going through with what she said. Because she still had feelings for Solar-sama. That was why when I showed Jezsere my affection, and Jezsere reciprocated this affection, she chose to quietly back out.

If it was Zurnalin who was here instead, she would have definitely tried to contest this affection. Fortunately, Zurnalin had been sent out not too long ago on another mission. She was in charge of recovering those Murloc warriors who had escaped with the help of that Murloc Shaman. At the same time, she was tasked with finding the other Murloc settlement living in the Fluorescent Marsh.

What was worth noting at this point was that Lily wasn’t from the Undermarsh Murlocs at all. She was the clan leader of another tribe known as the Darkscale Murlocs.

The Darkscales and the Undermarshes often intermarried but a hiccup had recently formed between the two. And this hiccup started with Lily. Rather, it wasn’t about who she was marrying -either brother would have been fine. It was that these two brothers often came to blows over this issue. Lily herself didn’t care who she married and no one really knew who she preferred as well. Did she like the younger brother? The older brother? Or maybe none of them at all.

Well, all that wasn’t important. At the end of the day, Zurnalin and the rest of the troops’ mission was to recruit the Darkscale Murlocs.

Hopefully that shaman does well on this mission, otherwise I will have to encourage him with some of his big brother’s body parts.

In the meantime, the Murloc Clanleader was escorted back to Shadowhunter City. Paliseth mentioned that she wanted to thank me so she offered to bring us to their clan’s treasure room… Technically, that treasure room belongs to me though… and with how devoted they are to Lolthe, I’m sure they wouldn’t object to me taking whatever I wanted. But I have principles, I would never do something as crass as emptying someone’s treasure room.

So I’ll just take half of it! That way, both of us can share in its glory equally. I’m such a kind soul!

Paliseth first brought us to her bedroom where in a certain hidden corner of her bed, she pressed a button to a resounding click. Right in front of our very eyes, the sturdy stone wall of her bedroom opened up to reveal a descending stairway…

“Follow me closely, your holiness.” She winked at me out of pure habit then beckoned to me with a wave. “This is the entrance to Paliseth’s own treasure room. Most of the items inside are part of Paliseth’s own collection. If there’s anything that catches your holiness’s fancy, just help yourself. Of course, Jezsere as well.”

“Jezsere… as well?” Jezsere gingerly asked, her hands clutching onto my sleeves for support as she eyed her surroundings nervously.

“Of course.” Paliseth smiled sweetly back at her.

The moment she heard that, a surge of adrenaline and joy rushed up to her, threatening to overwhelm her right there and then. Thankfully, I spotted her lightheadedness and caught her in the nick of time. Seeing her swoon so badly in my arms, I knew I was going to have to carry her down the stairs. Not that I minded at all, she was really comfortable to hug.

Really though, did she have to react so strongly to a simple smile? All Paliseth did was smile at her then she just fainted…

The journey into her private treasure room did not take all too long. The passage leading downwards was a wide one, being able to accommodate five people walking side by side. Its walls were dotted with purple luminescent crystals that provided a permanent source of light for the tunnel.

“We’re here.”

Paliseth reminded us before pulling me forward a couple steps. Thanks to that, I only had time to grab hold of Jezsere tighter before my feet took me right into the glowing purple wall ahead of me… there was no pain. In fact, I felt a strange sensation of having passed through a wall of liquid into another world. From the never-ending stairs of a second ago, I was suddenly brought into a new world, one that almost seemed like a dream to me.

Bar after bar of gold were stacked neatly atop each other until they reached the rough height of a human being. And that was just one column too, there were so many others that I didn’t even know where to start counting! Holy jeebus! It’s gold! The whole world has turned to gold and is trying to blind me with its wealth right now!

That had to be the first time I had ever seen so much gold in one spot. However, this treasure room wasn’t just a repository for gold. At the side, there were racks numbering in the hundreds holding all manners of plate armors, robes and leather armors. Every plate armor was paired with some manner of heavy weaponry like a spear or a greatsword. The leather armors were matched with daggers or crossbows. As for the robes, they were matched with intricately carved staves as you would expect. Furthermore, these armor sets were all arranged to the various classes they served, all ready to be worn at the drop of the hat…

That wasn’t the end of it as well. This treasure room also had a jewellery section, a potions section, an ingredients section and finally an assorted section where everything else that did not fit were stuffed into.

“Master? Where are we? Ahh…my eyes…” A short while after entering the treasure room, Jezsere had finally gotten over her dizziness, only to be stunned and nearly blinded by the dazzling display in front of her.

“You’ll get used to it soon.” I hurriedly pulled her into my chest then rubbed her temples.

“That’s where the completed armor sets are stored. On the other side, you have the armors and weapons which do not fit together into a set. Either way, both sides contain top quality goods only and have been arranged according to the various classes. Here we have the potions section. Most of them are healing potions and beneficial potions. For example, this vial over here is a revival potion that can pull anyone back from the brink of death. Over there’s a frenzy potion that massively raises your power for fifteen minutes. The only problem is its side effects…” Paliseth started explaining to the shell shocked Jezsere with a smile. “Then we have the ingredients section. If there’s anything your holiness needs constructed, this section should have the materials.”

Construction?

Suddenly, the image of an Eight-star Fire Elemental Core popped into my mind, followed by an Eight-star Flame Devouring Fish’s heart.

The latter was merely a fantasy on my part. The Flame Devouring Fishes were a specialty of Purgatory that might have been possible to find in the Western Human Realms, but definitely not here. The Elemental Core, on the other hand, was something worth searching for. After all, this section was huge!

“Little Brother, I remember you saying that you had something to do in the Western Human Realms.” Just as I was about to go on a massive treasure hunt, Ferti’nier suddenly interrupted me with a question. “Has that changed?”

‘Ferti’nier… you she-devil, you actually dare show your face after that whole episode?! Bah, that’s not important now. It’s not like I actually suffered because of that -I even gained a godmother too. But don’t you worry, I remember this favor of yours. We’ll settle this next time.’

“Hohohohoho, our little brother sure has grown bold! Must be because of his new godmother!” Ferti’nier chuckled in her usual teasing voice.

‘Hmph, like you’re one to talk. All that wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t screwed me over so badly.’

The moment I said that however, Ferti’nier immediately changed her tone. “But you did retrieve the Devil King Idol, right?”

‘Yes, I did. No matter what happens, I will definitely take it back.’ In fact, even if I knew about Ferti’nier’s famous ten second gateways beforehand, I would have still taken the risk and tried to sneak back into the hallway to grab the Devil King Idol.

“Good, good. As long as you get it back, it’s all good. And your big sis knows exactly what you want, some compensation, right?” Ferti’nier impatiently pointed at a certain area of the ingredients section. “Over there. There are some Fire Elemental Cores. At least three Eight-star cores, and even a Nine-star Crystal Core of a magical beast. Not bad, not bad at all.”

Being the private treasure room of a Matriarch, and given how often the Dark Elves raided others, this level of wealth was only to be expected.



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Chapter 434: Recruiting The Undermarsh Murlocs

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Author: The Sole Survivor Original Source: SFACG
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At the same time that the Murloc Shaman was healing his brother, I turned around to look at Paliseth who seemed amused by that very act. “Your reinforcement came a lot faster than I had expected.”

“Well, that’s because there’s nothing more important than your holiness.” Paliseth withdrew her gaze at this point then smiled at me. “Seeing your holiness safe and sound fills me with a great sense of relief.”

“Like those fishes had any chance of ever hurting me.” With the Devil King Idol at my beck and call, their assault was never really going to be a real problem. Having said that, I smiled back at Paliseth. “So how should we deal with them?”

“Does your holiness despise them? We can just kill them all if your holiness desires it so.” She said with a smile on her face, though I couldn’t see a shred of levity in her eyes then. “If your holiness does not wish to dirty his hands, Paliseth is more than happy to do the deed.”

“No… no… don’t kill us…” The Murloc Shaman hastily chimed in, having overheard us talking while he was busy healing his brother. He waved his hands about in utter terror, any thoughts of healing completely forgotten at this point. “I beg of you, please do not kill us… we are very, very dirty… no matter who kills us, they will definitely dirty their hands…”

“But us Dark Elves don’t mind getting our hands dirty…” Paliseth tilted her head and said with a smile. “Other than dying, how else do you expect trash to show their worth?”

“…nooo… we are very useful, absolutely useful…” The Murloc Shaman was practically weeping at this point as he said that. He was clearly frightened out of his fishy scales, having gone so far as to kowtow and beg for his life. “I beg of you, spare us… we are really useful…”

Without even finishing his sentence, the Murloc Shaman started crawling over to hug my legs. Unfortunately, he was swiftly kicked away by a sharp-eyed Zurnalin.

“Disgusting fool, stay away from his holiness.” Zurnalin unsheathed her sword and waved it menacingly at the shaman. “The next time I see you approach his holiness without permission, that will be your last!”

cries… but I don’t want to die…” From his makeshift fishball shape, the Murloc Shaman finally came to a tumbling halt a few meters away. This time, he cried. He was really crying hard too. Droplet after large droplet started falling from his otherwise vicious looking large eyes. The sound he was producing right now could only be described as horrific. Whatever definition the word horrific held, it needed to at least be doubled in order to fully describe the grating noises he was producing right now.

Thankfully, this crying did not last very long, at least not to the point where we lost our patience. Perhaps the impending danger of his situation had finally awakened whatever dormant intelligence he had left in him, but the next time he spoke, he cut right straight to the heart of this problem. “As long as you do not kill us, we can provide a host of benefits…”

Seeing him try so hard to justify his own worth, I suddenly had this urge to laugh at him. I gently reached out to ruffle Jezsere’s silver hair and said, “Oh? Go on and tell us then.”

The Murloc Shaman paused in thought for a second then suddenly lifted his head up. “We can gather resources for you. There’s no one more familiar with swamps than us. As long as it’s something that can be found within the Fluorescent Marsh, we will get it.”

“We have the Duergars as slaves. They don’t fare much worse than your race in the swamps. And they are completely obedient to us as well.” Paliseth gave the shaman a bemused look as she eyed him up and down. “Compared to your race, I would much rather trust the Duergars.”

The Duergars as a race were weaker than the Murlocs, and much more obedient. After generations of slavery, they had already become accustomed to serving the Dark Elves. For low-skilled labor, the only thing better than a Duergar were the undead who didn’t require rest or food. After all, these Duergars were the kind of slaves that you only needed to feed once a day. Even if you starved them to death, they would never try to fight back. They were climate resistant, sickness resistant, and had a high efficiency to food ratio. More importantly, they would never protest their treatment. Was there anything more a slave owner could ask for?

Raising Duergar slaves could be said to be a zero risk, high profit venture. Once they’ve been trained, they could basically be left to their own devices and they will just keep on working. The Murlocs were different. Not only were they hard to train, they were warlike and not easy to manage. More importantly, they couldn’t leave the waters for long. A Murloc that did not receive any water replenishment for a long time would die of dehydration. They weren’t actually a terrestrial race after all. It was impossible to keep them on land for long without them falling sick as well. But if they were to be set free in the water… that was just returning a tiger to its den – a really bad idea.

“We can rear fish as well!” The Murloc Shaman raised his neck a little as he said that, as if he was really proud of that fact… He must have been really confident in his own race’s ability to rear fish. I bet he thinks he’s some bigshot now that he pulled out the fish rearing card.

Unfortunately for him, Paliseth was more than ready to burst his bubble with her needle of a rebuttal. “You mean your fish rearing technique that can’t even meet your own clan’s needs?”

“We… we can reproduce really fast! We can even give birth twice in a year!” The Murloc Shaman was clearly scraping the bottom of his fish barrel at this point, given that he even tried to turn reproducing fast into a benefit. Unfortunately for him, Paliseth would never accept this as a reason to keep them. Rather, it would be more accurate to say that this high reproductive rate was the main drawback of their race. The Murloc Shaman was still oblivious to this fact and continued bragging about this. “As long as you give us time, we can raise a thousand, no, ten thousand Murloc warriors!”

He’s basically on cloud nine right now, isn’t he? Why the heck would we want you to reproduce so fast for? Just to create another problem for ourselves?! Give it a few years and the streets of the city would be filled with your fishy smell, now that would be unpleasant…

Paliseth clearly knew of this problem as well, that was why she came to such a swift decision. “Why do we even need you to reproduce so much for? So you can start a rebellion within our own city? I think I’ll just kill you all now.”

“Noooo… don’t kill us… we’ll do whatever you say…”

Paliseth blinked her eyes. “Anything?”

“That’s right, anything. Even if you want me to… want me to…” The Murloc Shaman raised his head at that point and looked right at Paliseth, then recoiled in disgust. “Even if you want me to be your mate, I won’t resist…”

The moment I heard the word mate, my lips immediately curled to the side. Dang it, why are you even acting all reluctant for? We should be the ones who… wait, I guess it only makes sense that you would be reluctant… Hold on, so those Dark Elves are actually mad enough to do it with a fish? Actually, scrap that. They’ve already done it with a magical beast after all.

Paliseth wasn’t angered at all by his reluctance. Instead, she began contemplating the possibilities of his suggestion. “I wonder if a Murloc’s bloodline can produce an offspring who can breath underwater…

What the fish… so you’re really considering his offer then… I … I…

“Hmm… with regards to mating, there’s no need for you to worry about that front at all. We were planning to do so anyway.”

So you’re telling him to just lie down and enjoy the ride then… how is that any different from surprise procreation? You Dark Elves…

Even though Paliseth held the bearing of an upper-class lady, the reality was that she spoke like a typical underworld mob boss. The way she so nonchalantly talked about mating not only shocked me but also the Murloc Shaman as well.”

“You’re going to force yourselves on me?” The fishhead that he was immediately covered up his crotch as he said that. However, he was powerless to stop it and could only resort to a last futile attempt at resistance. “You may have my fish body, but you will never have my fish heart. I… I… will never surrender…”

Those Dark Elves are all top class beauties and you actually don’t want to… what the fish is going on here?! Just let me do it, I promise I’ll be more than happy to oblige.

Just like that, our little comedy skit continued for a good long while until the Murloc Clanleader was once again revived. By that time, the Undermarsh Murlocs were officially servants of the Shadowhunter Clan, my slaves in short. Naturally, that wasn’t to say that I was planning to stay here for long. In other words, Paliseth was the actual owner of these new slaves.

In actuality, there was a logic behind this fishy madness. The Shadowhunter Clan was now facing immense pressure because of war. The Minotaurs and the Harpies were running amok just 50 km south of their city. Even though the Shadowhunter Clan clearly didn’t fear the combined armies of those two races, the fact was that wars would result in casualties. Enemy casualties weren’t an issue at all, the problem was that they had to die as well.

More importantly, why were the Minotaurs suddenly acting up, even going so far as to ally with the Harpies? Lest one forgot, the Harpies had a horrible reputation even in the Underdepths.

The Harpies had no males so they had to rely on capturing males from other races in order to procreate. This manner of forced procreation wasn’t a short term matter either. While the victim still had some time to rest in between sessions, the fact was that the majority of their time would now be spent procreating… even a Dragon would collapse under that kind of pressure.

Naturally, this arrangement would continue till the victim finally died from exhaustion.

To be honest, I was really against this custom. I once talked to Ellena about this matter. It was my hope that they would come up with another alternative instead. And if that wasn’t possible, they could at least only target enemies, and not their allies.

Long story short, the thought of Minotaurs and Harpies coming together to form an alliance was just unthinkable. The Minotaurs were one of the victims of the Harpies as well. Logically speaking, there should be an unbridgeable gap between the two races. Yet the reality was that these two very races were now attacking the Shadowhunter Clan in concert… So the true question was this: exactly who had the power to force these two otherwise warring races into an alliance?



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Chapter 433: Why Do I Feel Like My Intelligence is Lacking

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

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Who the heck is Lily? And are you two brothers fighting over a potential mate? A family dispute then? Sometimes… having an unreliable brother is really such a pain… for both sides too…

Still, I doubt he’s getting up anytime soon with those injuries. There’s no point saying that to him.

At least, that was what I thought.

“Really… you mean it?” Thanks to the unrelenting efforts of the Murloc Shaman, the Murloc Clanleader was finally able to open up his eyes slightly. His weak, shivering hand grabbed onto the shaman’s wrist, and in an extremely soft voice, asked, “you will really give up on her?”

Woah, how touching! For his brother’s swift recovery, the Murloc Shaman is even willing to give up on the mate he’s courting. What’s even more amazing is that the Murloc Clanleader actually responded to his moving words! Such a noble tale of brotherly love!

“Big brother, you’re awake… that’s amazing!”

Upon realising that his big brother was finally awake, the Murloc Shaman finally broke into a relieved smile. While his face might have been ugly already, that smile somehow managed to make it even uglier than before…

“Answer me…” The Murloc Clanleader narrowed his eyes. “You said you will give up on Lily as long as I wake up, right?”

The Murloc Shaman raised his head and looked elsewhere. “Errr… did I say that?”

“You did!”

“Big brother, I think you’re still recovering from the trauma of your injuries, that’s why you are even hallucinating…”

“Don’t try to lie to me, I’m more than lucid right now.”

“Ahahaha… Big brother, you know I have that… that… thing…” Knowing that his ruse had failed spectacularly, he uneasily looked around for an out before finally saying, “I have intermittent amnesia. So whatever I said just now, I don’t remember at all. In that case, it doesn’t count, right?”

“Is that so…” The Murloc Clanleader slumped back down onto the ground and weakly said, “I’m dying…”

At this point, based on the Murloc Shaman’s closeness with his brother, I expected him to immediately panic again. However, I was soon to be proven wrong. “Oh. Okay then. At least there won’t be anyone to fight with me over Lily once you’re dead.”

What the fish? I want a refund on my tears!

“Then how about I remind you of what you said!” To no one’s surprise, in the face of this betrayal that even the Buddha would get mad at, the Murloc Clanleader snapped. In the blink of an eye, he dragged his battered body up and grabbed onto the Murloc Shaman’s head and began shaking it profusely. “You. Need. To. Remember. The. Words. You. Said.”

“Stop shaking me, big brother… if you keep shaking me, I have to fight back!”

“Go on then! Fight back!”

“Big brother, have you forgotten about your current state?!” The Murloc Shaman was about to snap from the shaking at this point. “If you really want to die, I don’t mind sending you on your way!”

“You stupid fish, you’re willing throw away your own sibling for a female?”

“You’re the one that started it! And what do you mean a female? Lily isn’t just a female! I’m going to tell her about you, then she’ll see your true colors!”

“How dare you! Lily is your sister-in-law. How can you covet your own sister-in-law like that?! You disloyal brother, I’ll teach you a lesson!”

“Spare me, big brother, you haven’t even gotten together with her yet!”

“She’s your future sister-in-law!”

“You said it yourself: future. And haven’t you heard of the saying: there’s nothing better than a good fish, and nothing more fun than a sister-in-law.”

“Brrrgggwwlll… you rotten fish bait, how dare you covet your own sister-in-law?! I’ll kill you!”

At the same time as they were scolding each other, the two Murloc brothers were busy wrestling with each other. With the Murloc Clanleader’s massive stature, the Murloc Shaman would have ordinarily lost by now. However, his serious injuries meant that not only did he not have the upper hand, those same wounds were now reopened and spilling blood. As time passed by, the Murloc Clanleader got ever weaker, to the point where the Murloc Shaman was starting to win.

While the brothers continued tumbling about on the ground, the rest of us were happily watching the comedy play out before our eyes. Jezsere was even blushing from that whole nonsense about playing with your sister-in-law.

That’s right, a left hook. A left hook! That’s right, hit his face!

Yet just as I was getting into the mood of things, Zurnalin’s dragon spear suddenly dove in the from the side, forcefully splitting the two fishheads apart. Having been ambushed so abruptly, the two brothers only had time to jump away before throwing us a pair of strange looks.

What the fish? The fight was just getting good, why did you stop them?

I never got to ask her that however. The gallant but expressionless Zurnalin coolly waved her hands, and following that, a couple of her Blood Drake Riders promptly jumped off their mounts. The pair swiftly marched up to the separated brothers and mercilessly tied them up with a rope. Naturally, the both of them tried to resist, but one of them was severely injured while the other was just a weakling. Resistance was futile.

It was at that point that I realised why Zurnalin threw out her spear.

It turned out that as we were happily watching them wrestle, they had unknowingly come close to the river banks. While the river itself was still frozen over because of the Compound Magic, the fact they went through so much trouble to edge towards it meant that the ice wasn’t going to be a problem for the both of them.

Sly… who would have thought that the whole clown act was actually a ruse for them to escape. If it wasn’t for Zurnalin’s sharp senses, they might have really gotten away with it too.

Man… who would have thought that a couple of ugly fishheads would be capable of such cunning. I swear… these fantasy world types sure seem a lot smarter than ordinary earthlings… and I think I’m included in that as well… blast…

“You two…” Once the two were secured, I finally walked up to them, teeth grinding from sheer annoyance, and fist pounding on my palm. “Was it fun making fun of me like that? I don’t even care who Lily is anymore, I just want to ask you two this. Do you wish to die or do you wish to live?”

“Hah, I would rather die than beg for mercy!” The Murloc Clanleader spat in my direction. “There’s no way I would ever beg for mercy from such an ugly female!”

I quickly stepped to the side to dodge the projectile then threw him a disgusted look. “Ugly female? Let’s get something straight here. I’m no female. Also, how am I ugly?”

At this point, my eyes were practically bulging with anger. Putting aside his stubbornness, the fact that he called me ugly meant that he really wanted to die right now.

“You have no scales, your head is too small, your skin is too white, your fangs aren’t sharp enough…”

The Murloc Clanleader began listing out the points in earnest… Upon hearing that, I almost wanted to slap myself at that point. Of course their sense of beauty is different from mine, how stupid can I be? But why isn’t my Lust Demon bloodline working on him?

“Curses! I want him beaten up right this instant!”

I turned around and eyed one of the Blood Drake Riders. The lady nodded in response and began kicking the Murloc Clanleader’s wounds.

“Ahh… curse you… you ugly females… I will never surrender!”

The Murloc Clanleader yelled even louder to express his outrage while I continued gesturing at that Blood Drake Rider to proceed. After several more kicks, the Murloc Clanleader finally fell silent. He was severely injured, after all. The Murloc Shaman might have casted a few healing spells on him, but those weren’t enough to completely heal wounds of this severity.

“Don’t hit him… don’t hit my brother… hit me instead…”

I’ll admit you two fishheads have some backbone. Even a scrawny shaman has the guts to make a request like that. Fine, I’ll grant you your wish then. You can be beaten up along with your brother!

“Itching for a beating then? Good, since you’re such a good brother, the two of you can share the same fate.”

“Understood, your holiness.” The Blood Drake Riders in charge of guarding the two brothers began kicking and punching the two bound up Murlocs -and not in the way those two fishheads were wrestling with each other either.

“Ahh… oww… don’t hit me… please…” Before we had even gotten more than two hits in, the Murloc Shaman had begun begging for mercy.

The silent up till now Murloc Clanleader couldn’t help but glare at his spineless little brother at that point. “You rotten fish, a Murloc warrior’s dignity is not to be insulted like this. We would rather die standing than live begging!”

“But big brother… I’m a shaman… not a warrior…”

He’s right there… very right, in fact. I can’t even say a word to refute that. Even the Murloc Clanleader had nothing to say to that. Even though the both of us knew that that was just a lame excuse, but it kinda made sense.

In that case, a change of tact was required. “If you have any shame at all, hit me instead! Don’t hit my little brother.”

“Big brother… don’t be so stubborn… we should just give in…”

“Never!”

While the Murloc Clanleader might have sounded very heroic right now, in actuality, it only took a few more hits before he fainted entirely. What was worth noting however was that he really was about to die at this point.

“Heal him.” I curtly commanded the Murloc Shaman. “Untie him as well, I doubt he has the guts to try anything at this point.”

“Thank you… thank you… oh mighty Fallen Angel…” The Murloc Shaman fervently kowtowed to me in a show of unprecedented subservience. After doing that, he immediately rushed to begin healing his brother.

In honesty, the healing spells of a Murloc Shaman weren’t all that strong, But the situation being what it was, something was a lot better than nothing. After all, we really did a number on that Murloc Clanleader…



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