Asmodeus discovered Alice differed from how she appeared in the past. He once thought of her as the most pristine and noble woman he t. Yet now, revealing how vulgar and violent she was each ti they fought, her guard beca weaker, showing her true self more and more.
In reality, he understood why his interest in her was minimal before, yet after the past two days of training in the woods with her in secret. He began to feel a sense of déjà vu. Sothing about her brought him back to the past.
Alice used her power to restrict her body during combat. Though they fought since early morning, she refused to release that restriction. Two hours later, she crushed the last remaining monster with a brutal axe kick, shattering the furry monster's neck and collarbone.
"Haa.... my god... this is so fun.... haa... though my wrist is fractured... hahaha!"
He watched Alice from a distance, fighting most of the monsters in the nest they found. Asmodeus would let a small amount attack the Duchess before he killed the rest, slowly leaking one or two monsters for her to fight as she progressed.
However, watching her at that mont he saw her image overlapping with another woman...
[She is not her! Though you might think it is, your mother's soul was wiped clean before rebirth!]
'Then how does she know mother's martial art? Even Yumiko and Velvet don't know the complete style she used... I have only seen those stances and movents a few tis, so I couldn't properly recreate them for Yumiko!'
[I don't know! But I am the one who accepted her request and wiped her soul... this shouldn't have happened.]
Serena's angry voice carried her frustration and an emotion Asmodeus couldn't quite identify. He noticed that in recent days, the goddess who once lacked a speck of warmth was thawing rapidly the longer he spent with her.
This situation was caused by Alice's off hand comnt of her just knowing how to use that martial art from a young age.
Asmodeus thought about her words and felt a sense of confusion.
"I just felt the movents coming to in my sleep, but in my dreams, I am not human. Instead, I've beco so sort of monster. That's why when I t you, sohow, sothing clicked and drew to you... because your eyes looked like mine in that dream."
Since then, Asmodeus spent more ti with Alice hunting in secret, while pretending she was weak to the others.
However, he wondered if it was the right thing to do when he saw the beautiful and noble Alice fighting in that style. The brutal and violent style mixed with her captivating style.
He couldn't stop himself from becoming captivated.
'I know you don't know, but maybe soone else interfered and played a cruel trick on both of us. After all, my mother was special to you... right?'
[...]
Serena couldn't deny it because his mother was indeed the first and most special existence to her after Asmodeus himself.
[It cannot be her! They destroyed Lilith's soul... only a fragnt remained when she took you to that world. Her punishnt... No? Maybe it was Our punishnt.]
Asmodeus closed his eyes, listening to the movents of Alice, who began to pick the useful parts and cut out the mana stones and core from the monsters.
At first, she claid it wasn't worth the ti, but after she started, it seed Alice wanted to beco the best at dismantling monsters, too.
'She's very competitive. Mother was the sa even with , her son.' This beca a slight complex for the current Asmodeus. Lost between his sexual attraction for the duchess and the strange feelings of loss and nostalgia, he couldn't move closer than this.
An agonising situation...
[If it were her, I would tell you, you trust , right?]
'Of course, I know you wouldn't hide that from ; you told her reasons and desires in the past.'
Serena's voice beca quiet, but Asmodeus knew she was happy. The things she told him about his mother used to be vague. However, in the past few weeks, she was more honest and revealed many details he didn't know.
[Thank you, Ryuji.]
"Ugh..."
Sotis, she would use his forr na, causing him to feel embarrassed by a goddess whispering his na with such affection.
In reality, his affection towards Serena grew after he learned more about the past and how she created his mother and watched her die several tis.
"Asmodeus, I've finished. Let's head back, ah, but I have a cut on my chest. Can you help heal it?" A cheerful voice sounded, but he was too focused on his mories and Serena to hear properly.
[She's calling you...]
"Oi!"
However, he remained to look dazed in the eyes of Alice, before she swaggered towards him, holding a sack of mana crystals and stones worth a lot of money.
"Oi, you damn sex-crazed hero!"
"Hmm?!"
Suddenly, she pushed him off the branch he was watching from, and mounted his chest while holding his chin in her hand. The force of her push and muscular thighs tightly clenched his body to prevent him from reacting.
"Why did you ignore ? Or is there sothing about my face you can't help but stare at? Oh...? You're hard. Is it from ? Did you get turned on like a little pervert watching fight?"
As Asmodeus gazed into her eyes, he felt lost in the abyss, a void where he could see the image of his mother overlapping her.
Yet, for the first ti, he shook his head, instead focusing on Alice and not her resemblance to his mother.
Although he loved his mother, this feeling was different, and during the past half a year, things changed. Asmodeus learned the truth and the difference between his love for won and his attachnt to his mother.
"What's the matter, shaking your head? Trying to deny this thing in your crotch telling the truth?" Alice curled her lips, forming a wicked smile, as her hands leaned back behind her buttocks and grasped his mber. "It's as hard as a steel pipe..."
As she squeezed and stroked him through his clothes, her other hand pulled her top up, revealing a large cut on her side and chest.
A sharp claw likely caused the moon-shaped wound, and although it wasn't too serious, if untreated, it could leave a scar.
"Heal , or I'll stop."
'What's going on?'
However, despite his conflicted emotions and thoughts, the goddess helping him remained silent. Her lack of reaction only added to his confusion and uncertainty.
Alice's hand continued to move up and down. As if curious, she grabbed, squeezed and twisted while stroking his mber through his clothes. Asmodeus felt pleasant yet kept himself contained despite her intensifying with each stroke.
"Haa... haa... it's bigger than I thought... I wonder if it'll fit... haa...did Velvet really put this thing in her mouth?" Alice's hand moved faster, and her breathing beca heavier. As she stroked him, she began to pant, and her voice beca hotter.
It almost appeared that it was her receiving his touch. "Does it feel good? Am I better than Velvet?"
Her voice beca more seductive and provocative. She was challenging him to admit that she was better, and he wanted to respond, but his mind was in turmoil.
'Shit... I'm really enjoying this... but I don't understand why I feel so hesitant to accept her touch.'
Since he couldn't give her the reaction she wanted, he reached out and grasped her soft, squishy breasts. His large hands kneaded and fondled her breasts with ease, causing Alice to moan and gasp in pleasure. Not that he wanted to be obscene, but his mana needed to be applied through massage to heal such scars.
"Haa... ahh.. ha... you're so rough... haa..." Alice began to breathe harder and faster, her hand stroking him even faster, and she began to unbutton his pants. However, before she could, Asmodeus suddenly grabbed her hand.
"No." His voice was stern and authoritative, his face showing no emotion, and only a pair of blazing eyes looked at Alice.
"Why? Are you going to let Velvet touch you but not ?"
There was sothing different about Alice, at least for Asmodeus; he sohow felt that if they rushed their relationship, it would ruin everything.
He felt that with each step forward, he would lose a piece of her, and it would disappear forever. He couldn't explain this feeling or why he felt this way, but it was strong and unyielding.
Asmodeus wanted her, but he was afraid of losing the Alice he saw and liked right now forever.
'What should I do, Serena?!' It wasn't his intention to ask her, yet he was desperate for answers.
[Why ask ?! I don't rember you asking for all the other won!]
It was the first ti he heard her speak with such anger and frustration towards him.
'I'm sorry, Serena... but she feels special to ... no, us. I know this girl is special to you too... otherwise, you wouldn't be so angry.'
The silence that followed made Asmodeus feel a cold chill run through him as if he had just lost sothing precious.
[Idiot...]
"You don't want to touch you, right?" Alice spoke while panting slightly, her face red and her eyes filled with desire but also a hint of loss, knowing his rejection and unwillingness.
"Well, this ti, I can let you off, but next ti..."
Her hand squeezed him tight, almost hurting his little brother. "Don't make feel this way again, or else~ I will make the future hell for you."
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