"Be seated, little one, and join for a spot of tea," the woman smiled at , her appearance reminiscent of a succubus. It was clear she was the Goddess of the Succubus.
Still, I needed to confirm if she truly resided within the skill. "Are you the Succubus Goddess?"
The woman chuckled. "Aye, that title hath been mine for far too long, though it feels strange to be addressed as such now. But indeed, I am she. No need to be so formal, little one. Thou canst simply call Lilith."
"Lilith."
The na sparked a mory. Lilith was rumored to be the Church's nesis, the demon empress herself. So she was also the Goddess of the Succubus, eh?
"Finally, thou hast arrived. I've waited eighteen years for thee to co hither, thou knowest? I cannot believe it hath taken thee eighteen years to conquer three won," she said with a resigned sigh. "I understand thou taketh thy ti, fearing to make a misstep, but 'tis rather frustrating. I have longed to converse with thee for a great while."
"I see..." I replied. "If you've been inside for 18 years, does that an you know my past life?"
"Hmm? Oh, indeed I do. I am the one who hath reincarnated thee, after all."
I had already figured as much. My skill was awakened even before I arrived in this world. That ant this woman was likely the one who bestowed upon the skill, and the likelihood of her being the one to reincarnate here was high too. This confird my suspicions.
"What do you wish to converse about?" I inquired.
"Co hither first. Partake of tea with ."
I obeyed her command, seating myself at one of the chairs arranged around the table. Suddenly, a teacup filled with tea materialized before , conjured with a snap of her fingers.
I took the cup and brought it to my lips. The tea... was exquisite. Whether it was real or illusory, I couldn't discern, but it was undeniably delicious.
"What exactly is this place?"
"'Tis the spiritual realm of thee, little one," she replied. "Here lies the depths of thy consciousness. And here do I dwell as well."
She took a sip of her tea, then regarded with a mischievous glint in her eye. She seed like the final boss of so fantasy world, or perhaps the harbinger of apocalypse. Yet, not quite as dire. If I were to place her in a fantasy story, she'd be like the final boss of an eroge ga.
"Well, now, since ti is short, I shall impart upon thee so wisdom," she spoke.
"What is it?" I straightened up involuntarily, sensing seriousness in her tone.
"It's nothing too grave, rather more of an advice," she explained. "Little one, I require a favor from thee."
She smiled at , a proud motherly expression crossing her face.
"Just as thou hast saved those won, save as well, alright?"
With that, I felt my consciousness return.
***
I awoke to the sight of the sun rising on the horizon. Two won were using my arms as pillows, sound asleep. I couldn't bla them. After the night we had, it was no surprise they were out cold.
Normally, I'd wait for them to wake and suggest a morning session, but strangely, my libido wasn't cooperating. My mber showed no sign of life. I just wasn't in the mood. Perhaps it was because that voice was still echoing in my head.
What was that all about? Why did Lilith tell that? I had no clue, but it felt like sothing significant was on the horizon. I didn't know where the feeling ca from, but my gut instincts had never steered wrong before. How was I supposed to save Lilith? What could I even do to rescue her?
She didn't provide any specifics, just a plea for salvation. Maybe if I dominated another group of won, I could commune with her again and gain more insight. Yet, I couldn't rush into dominating won just to satisfy my curiosity. Like any relationship, it needed to be built on a solid foundation. Blindly dominating won for the sake of conversing with Lilith would be despicable.
That wasn't the kind of person I wanted to be.
I needed to investigate this matter further, but in a different manner.
That afternoon, news reached . The nobles' dirty laundry was now on full display, with Duke Sierra himself in the headline. It was a massive scandal. This ant that Gabrielle had finally taken down the nobles. The revolution would soon begin.
***
Jas's POV
News spread rapidly about the downfall of Duke Sierra's family, shaking the entire kingdom to its core. People voiced their dissatisfaction and disappointnt, protesting for the Duchy to be stripped of its position. Crowds gathered outside the Duke's estate, shouting and brandishing torches. Despite the dark night, the multitude of torches illuminated the scene, revealing countless angry faces.
From my vantage point, I could see the mass of people below, all chanting "traitor."
Duke Sierra had been exposed as a human trafficker and rapist. For years, he had deceived his subjects, kidnapping won from his own Duchy, assaulting them, and selling them into prostitution.
The news about him was so vile, you couldn't even see him as human anymore. He was nothing but trash, garbage that needed to be thrown aside. It was astonishing that his knights still protected his estate and himself, pushing back the enraged civilians from attempting to breach the gates. Though, I wouldn't be surprised if these knights were also involved in the rape and kidnapping of the daughters.
The Duke couldn't have done it alone, after all.
They were outnumbered, and it was only a matter of ti before the citizens breached the gates.
"How long have you been deceiving us, Duke?! You've been lying to all of us this whole ti, promising to find my daughter! But it's been you this whole ti who kidnapped her?! How dare you do that to my daughter?!"
"That lying, evil, sniveling piece of shit doesn't deserve to be called the Duke. He raped our daughters and sold them into prostitution! Soone as trashy as him doesn't deserve any title!"
"Traitor!"
"Traitor!"
The citizens were seething with rage, a natural response given the circumstances. I couldn't bla them; I'd be just as furious if it happened to .
As I observed the tumultuous scene below, I pondered the cause. If I had to guess, it could possibly be linked to phisto. I didn't have any concrete evidence, just my gut feeling to rely on. But confirmation might co soon enough, possibly from soone. And that soone arrived after a while.
"You seem rather lancholy, Jas," soone said from behind .
Instead of turning to face the person, I kept my gaze fixed below.
"It's only natural to feel lancholy when witnessing sothing like this, great aunt," I replied, addressing her as such. "Anyway, do you think phisto has anything to do with this?"
"phisto's not the only one pulling strings, Jas," my great aunt remarked. "That man has many hands, just as many as yours. While phisto may have played a role in this, it wasn't his sole doing. Soone from within orchestrated this. Soone very cunning."
"Gabrielle, huh?" I muttered to myself. "That woman is truly troubleso. I'd love to take action against her, but with phisto protecting her, I'm limited in what I can do. I'm not eager to et my end just yet."
"Well, that's a prudent choice. Despite my keen insight, I've never been able to fully grasp his true capabilities. It's like staring into the abyss. I must admit, he's quite resilient. If I'm not careful, I might find myself among those won fawning over him like he's a celebrity."
"You be careful around him, great aunt," I warned. "That man has the ability to ensnare won."
"I know," she replied. "That's why I'm wearing a skill negation on my person, so he can't use whatever his skill is on ."
Great aunt and I still hadn't uncovered his true skill, but if we had to guess, it involved ensnaring won.
"Now then, Jas," said great aunt. "How long do you plan on continuing all of this? It's been years since you started. Isn't it ti for you to return ho? To our world?"
"I still intend to build an empire in this world, great aunt," I explained. "After investing almost a century into this, I can't just quit. I'm not ready to go back yet."
"We're not immortal, Jas," she said solemnly. "Despite our skills making us seem immortal, we're not. We're just postponing our deaths. We can't die in a conventional manner, but we're still susceptible to death in other ways."
"I'm aware of that," I replied.
"Then why won't you return to our world, Jamie?" she pressed.
"Don't call that, great aunt," I retorted, finally turning to face the diminutive woman who had been speaking to . "I inhabit the body of a young boy now, so being called Jamie feels a bit odd. As for your insistence on my return, I won't go back until a future alongside him is secured."
"Just how long are you still going to keep averting your eyes from the truth, Jamie?" she persisted, using that na again. "How long will you hold on to that future? Tsubasa is already dead. Just accept reality."
"The only reality I accept is the one with him," I declared. "By conquering this world and unraveling its mysteries, I can have a future with him again."
With resolve, I turned away and gazed down at the crowd. Enveloping myself in darkness, I erged transford. My body felt different, taller and burdened with a weight around my chest. This was my true form. From this vantage point, I surveyed the people.
"Even if I have to eliminate everything and everyone in my path to secure a future with him, so be it."
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