CHAPTER 469: EPILOGUE 2 (1/2)

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.

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.

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.