Chapter 29: Transformation
“Co here.”
Lilia’s body trembled as she raised her head in confusion.
Supporting her weak, aching body, she moved forward on her knees across the mirror-smooth floor—inch by inch.
This posture was deeply humiliating.
Like a dosticated pet crawling toward its master.
But Lilia had no energy to care about that anymore.
The bedchamber was vast.
With every step she crawled, her heart tightened.
Cold sweat soaked the fabric on her back, clinging to her skin and sending waves of icy shivers through her body.
Finally—
she reached Hera’s feet.
She didn’t even dare raise her head, only seeing Hera’s bare, flawless feet—like polished jade—resting on the cold floor.
Lilia lowered her head in submission, waiting for the final judgnt.
However—
the expected command never ca.
Instead, there was a faint rustling of fabric.
Lilia was stunned to feel that the shadow above her was slowly lowering.
She…
she had crouched down?
Summoning her courage, Lilia slowly raised her head.
She t a pair of golden eyes—so close.
At this distance, the complex emotions within them could no longer be concealed.
There was no coldness, no authority.
Instead—curiosity, scrutiny… and sothing Lilia couldn’t understand.
Like soone examining a precious treasure they had just obtained.
Hera crouched before her, eting her gaze.
This posture caused the balance of power between them to tilt—just for a mont.
Then—
Hera raised her hand.
Her cool fingertips once again gently landed on Lilia’s cheek.
Lilia’s body stiffened.
She thought Hera would trace her neck again, reminding her of the fragility of life.
But no.
She could clearly sll Hera’s scent—cold like a pine forest after snow, yet faintly sweet.
It seeped into her senses, numbing her nerves.
Making her forget fear. Forget resistance.
Hera’s fingers slowly slid down her cheek.
Finally—
they stopped on her lips.
!!!
Lilia’s eyes widened instantly.
Those slightly cool fingertips pressed lightly against her lips.
Not too hard, not too soft.
Yet it felt as though it carried imnse weight.
Lilia felt all the blood in her body rush to her head.
Boom.
Everything exploded.
It’s over it’s over it’s over!
What kind of developnt is this?!
Her mind scread wildly.
【Ding!】
【Detected intimate contact with Hera exceeding threshold!】
【Hera Intimacy 3!】
【Feminization Index 10!】
【Congratulations, host! Your Feminization Index has exceeded 20! Exclusive expression unlocked: “Master’s Little Pitiful One.jpg” (can be used during conflicts; chance to evoke sympathy and reduce hostility)】
Lilia: “……”
Get lost!
Who would use such a shaful expression?!
Is this System a demon?!
But Hera’s actions didn’t stop.
Her thumb gently pressed against Lilia’s soft lips.
After a long while—
Hera finally withdrew her hand.
She stood up, looking down at Lilia, who was still kneeling.
“Help change.”
Four simple words.
H-How is she supposed to do this?!
Lilia’s gaze uncontrollably wandered across that jade-like skin.
From the slender neck, to the elegant shoulders, to the subtle hollow of the shoulder blades—
No! Stop looking!
If she kept staring, Hera would definitely think she had improper intentions!
Lilia quickly lowered her head, staring at her own toes, her face burning hot.
But the System’s cold voice echoed in her mind—
【Failure Penalty: Stripped of [Personal Maid] status, imprisoned in the water dungeon for three days, and forced to “watch” magical recordings of yourself kissing Hera’s boot tip together with her.】
No.
Absolutely not!
Taking a deep breath, Lilia stood behind Hera, close enough to sll the cool cedar scent in her hair.
She didn’t dare hesitate.
Her trembling hands carefully lifted the silk robe from Hera’s shoulders and placed it on a nearby cushioned stool.
Then she looked up—toward the vast wardrobe like a starry sea.
She froze.
Which one… should she choose?
The mission required her to “select the most suitable attire based on her will.”
But how was she supposed to know what the Demon Queen wanted?!
Armor?
A gown?
What if she chose wrong?
Would her neck be snapped on the spot?
Her heart pounded wildly.
Her gaze landed on an outfit.
A long, black gown—solemn and imposing.
That’s it!
Carefully, she took it down.
Holding the dress, she returned behind Hera.
“Master, please allow to assist you in dressing.”
Hera didn’t respond.
But she slightly raised her arms.
Permission granted.
She chose correctly.
Lilia trembled as she picked up a set of black silk undergarnts.
This was the hardest part.
Her fingers would inevitably touch Hera’s skin.
Holding her breath, closing her eyes, she proceeded as if completing a sacred mission.
Her cool fingertips touched that warm, delicate back.
!!!
She flinched as if shocked.
But she didn’t dare stop.
Forcing herself, she quickly dressed Hera in the undergarnts.
【Ding!】
【Detected ultra-intimate contact with Hera! New milestone unlocked!】
【Feminization Index 5!】
【Your mindset is subtly changing. You are gradually becoming accustod to… serving the strong.】
Lilia: “……”
Shut up! That’s not true!
She scread internally while continuing flawlessly.
Next—the black gown.
It was more complex than expected, with a row of silver clasps at the back.
Sweat slid down her temple.
Hera remained silent, but the invisible pressure grew heavier.
[Dexterous Weaving]!
“Click.”
“Click.”
The crisp sounds echoed rhythmically.
Even Lilia was stunned.
In less than a minute, all clasps were secured.
She stepped back, waiting.
The black gown perfectly wrapped Hera’s tall, powerful figure. Silver thorn patterns glimred coldly at the collar and cuffs.
She was the queen of the night—majestic, deadly.
Hera slowly turned.
She walked to a massive magic mirror.
Her reflection appeared.
She gazed at herself silently.
Ti stretched endlessly.
Just as Lilia nearly suffocated—
【Ding!】
【Morning Service mission completed!】
【Completion: S!】
【You accurately understood the Queen’s will and perford flawlessly.】
【Rewards:】
【1. Maid Skill [Dexterous Weaving] upgraded! LV.1 → LV.2】
【2. S-Rank Accessory [The Queen’s Gift · Mark of Loyalty] (inactive) stored in system inventory】
【3. Feminization Index 5! Hera Loyalty 5!】
Lilia exhaled deeply.
She survived!
But before she could relax—
Hera moved.
Through the mirror, her golden gaze landed on Lilia.
“My hair accessory.”
Hair accessory?
Lilia stiffened.
Crown? Hairpin? Ribbon?
Choose wrong—and die?
Her neck felt cold.
“Yes, my Master.”
She stepped forward stiffly.
Today’s Hera was a ruler.
So the hairstyle must be simple, sharp, powerful.
Not ornate. Not soft.
Her eyes settled on a comb.
Black tal, sharp like fangs, with a silver thorned rose.
Matching the gown.
This was it.
【Ding!】
【Temporary mission triggered: The Queen’s Finishing Touch】
【Reward: Maid Skill evolves to [Master Artisan Heart LV.1]】
Lilia took the comb and moved behind Hera.
She activated LV.2 [Dexterous Weaving].
Her fingers moved skillfully.
She styled Hera’s hair into a neat, full bun—perfectly positioned to highlight her neck and collar.
Even Lilia was stunned.
Then—
she gently inserted the thorned rose comb.
Perfect.
She stepped back.
Hera touched the comb lightly.
Sothing flickered in her eyes.
Too fast to see.
【Ding!】
【Mission complete: S !】
【[Dexterous Weaving] → [Master Artisan Heart LV.1]!】
【Feminization Index 15! Hera Loyalty 10! Intimacy 5 (35)】
Lilia nearly fainted from joy.
She succeeded again.
She lived!
[Master Artisan Heart]!
Amazing!
Just as she was overwheld—
Hera turned and walked toward the exit.
Did she ss up?
No—the system said S …
At the door—
“Follow.”
“Yes, my Master!”
Lilia responded instantly, lifting her skirt and following.
But—
how?
One wrong step—death.
【Ding!】
【Mission: The Queen’s Shadow】
【Requirent: Maintain perfect distance, synchronize completely】
Failure penalty: Absolute Obedience Collar.
Lilia felt her neck tighten.
No failure allowed!
She focused entirely.
Hera’s footsteps, her rhythm—
Lilia matched them perfectly.
Breathing, pace, posture—
everything aligned.
She beca a shadow.
Finally—
Hera stopped before a massive black-gold door carved with dragons.
【Ding!】
【Mission complete: S!】
【Reward: A-Rank Movent Skill [Shadow Following]】
Lilia rejoiced inwardly.
The door opened.
A study.
Hera walked to a massive desk.
Docunts piled high.
Lilia stopped behind her.
Hera didn’t sit.
She turned.
Golden eyes fixed on Lilia.
Lilia’s heart skipped.
The final judgnt—
had arrived.
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