novelraw Chapter 93 You don't want others to know about this, do you?
Chapter 93 You don't want others to know about this, do you?
Chapter 93 You don't want others to know about this, do you?
When Ian pushed open the heavy oak door, his tentacles froze in mid-air.
The sight in the room stunned him.
The aura of the defensive magic still swirled on the walls, outlining intricate geometric patterns.
In the center of the room, Lilith slumped to the floor.
The three slime clones each extended several tentacles to bind the exhausted shadow fairy.
And these slime clones are still faithfully carrying out the instructions Ian left behind six days ago—
massage.
However, Lilith seems to have gotten used to this kind of stimulation.
Her long, silver hair was disheveled and cascaded down her back, with a few strands clinging to her neck. Her signature black bodysuit was wrinkled beyond recognition, the neckline askew, revealing a small patch of reddened collarbone. Her cheeks were flushed an unnatural red, spreading from her ears to the corners of her eyes, even the tip of her nose was tinged with pink.
But Lilith was unusually calm, and seemed to exude a deathly aura.
It's not that he's dead —
Her body was still trembling slightly.
Ian could see the muscles in her shoulders, waist, abdomen, and thighs twitching uncontrollably beneath her bodysuit. It was a physiological reaction to prolonged overstimulation. But she seemed completely unconcerned, simply sitting quietly and occasionally blinking.
Lilith's silver eyes were open, but her pupils lacked focus, as if veiled by a thin mist. A faint, almost imperceptible curve lingered at the corners of her mouth, more like an expression of "letting go," bordering on pity.
"Lilith?" Ian called out tentatively.
Lilith's eyes slowly turned to him.
The movement was slow, like rusty gears turning with difficulty. Her gaze fell on Ian, but it wasn't focused, as if she were looking through him at something much more distant.
"You've come." Her voice was soft, with a strange, ethereal quality, as if it drifted from a great distance. "My nemesis—"
Ian's tentacles froze in mid-air.
"Extraordinator?" he repeated, the ripples on the surface of his gelatinous body becoming even more disordered.
Lilith did not answer. She tilted her head slightly, her gaze fixed on a non-existent void on the ceiling.
"These past few days—no, perhaps it has been three hundred years?" Her tone was long and drawn out, like an aria, "Within this small space, I have experienced the heights of pleasure and fallen into the abyss of suffering. My body sank, but my consciousness rose like a shadow—breaking free from its shackles and glimpsing the truth."
She paused, and the thin mist in her silver eyes seemed to fade, revealing a kind of almost transparent expression beneath.
"I was once obsessed with victory and defeat, indulging in honor and disgrace—" She gently shook her head, a few strands of silver hair sliding past her shoulder, "but all are but fleeting illusions. Lady Vivian's magnificence, your wickedness," the world's conflicts—in my eyes at this moment, are all like morning dew, vanishing in an instant.
Ian was completely dumbfounded.
He anticipated that Lilith might break down crying, swearing, or even become weak and unconscious.
But the sight of this sudden enlightenment and Buddhahood before my eyes is a bit beyond my comprehension; it has completely exceeded my understanding.
Do those defensive spells and "unlimited refill" packages also have the effect of developing intelligence and enabling people to ascend to immortality?
If it works, then Ian will arrange a set for himself right now —
"You—" Ian had just opened his mouth when Lilith spoke again.
"No need for further words." She raised one hand, her movements slow and her fingertips trembling slightly.
"Though this body is bound, this heart soars in the boundless sea of shadows. The so-called climax—" The curve of her lips deepened slightly, her expression almost compassionate, "is merely a tribulation to help me ascend to godhood."
After he finished speaking, the room fell into a brief silence.
Looking at her face, which seemed to say "I have transcended," and then at her body, which was still trembling slightly, Ian felt a strong sense of absurdity.
"This is outrageous! This little vixen seems to have gone mad—"
Ian paused to think for a moment and decided it would be best to dispel the spell first.
The tentacles glowed faintly at their tips and began to touch the defensive magic on the walls one by one. The glow faded layer by layer, and the magical field binding the room began to loosen.
Just as the last magical barrier dimmed.
The tentacles that had extended from the clone retracted, and the three little ones stopped massaging each other.
However----
The instant Lilith was freed from her restraints and the stimulation ceased—
Lilith's clear expression froze instantly.
Her silver eyes suddenly focused, her pupils shrinking to pinpoints. The compassionate "sudden realization" on her face vanished instantly, replaced by an incredulous bewilderment.
Then, having grown accustomed to the stimulation of slime massage, she was instead aroused the moment it stopped.
Is it out of control?
Ian saw her face flush red at a visible speed, starting from her neck. The red, like spilled paint, instantly spread across her chin, cheeks, ears, and even her forehead. She opened her mouth, as if trying to say something, but only managed a few breathy sounds. Her body began to tremble violently, as if she had been thrown into ice water and pulled out, her teeth chattering.
"I—I just—" Lilith's voice trembled violently, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between her teeth, "Ian, you—didn't see it, did you?"
She could hardly bear to look at the slime in front of her.
But Ian's slow nod became the final straw that broke Lilith's back.
Lilith clutched her head, her silver hair bursting through her fingers. She wanted to activate Shadowmeld immediately, but the little shadow magic she managed to gather in her exhausted body dissipated. She could only curl up, burying her face in her knees, shrinking into a tiny ball.
"—Ughhhhh!!!"
A drawn-out, tearful, and completely broken cry of anguish came from between her knees. The sound was a mixture of shame, despair, social annihilation, and extreme regret for her "enlightenment" remarks.
Ian's tentacles stopped in mid-air.
He watched her go from an enlightened monk to a shameful and indignant ostrich in an instant.
He had to say something.
"Um—" Ian tried to keep his voice steady, "you—you don't want Vivian to know you peed in public, do you?"
A louder whimper came from his knees, along with a muffled voice: "—Kill me—"
Ian finally couldn't hold back.
It laughed so hard it trembled, and as it did so, it reached out a tentacle and gently poked Lilith's shoulder.
"Alright, come out here first. The ground is cold."
Lilith didn't move, but buried her face even deeper.
Ian sighed and wrapped his tentacles around her waist.
I lifted her up from the ground, afraid she would get stressed again.
Lilith was like a soulless doll, completely at his mercy, with only her bright red ear tips revealing that she was still alive.
"Go back, take a shower, and get some sleep." Ian put her by the door. "I'll pretend I don't know anything about this."
Let's comfort this poor little imp first, but wait until she recovers.
This matter—
I'll eat her for the rest of my life, hahaha!
Lilith finally raised her head.
Her eyes were red, and there was still a little moisture on her eyelashes. She glared at Ian and her lips moved as if she wanted to say something harsh.
"—You'd better not tell anyone."
As a result of making a large body movement, another soft hum came out.
"Hmm~~"
Lilith's expression completely shattered.
She turned around, used the last of her strength, and staggered out of the room, her disheveled figure revealing her wretched state.
Ian watched her figure disappear around the corner of the corridor, his gelatinous body shaking with laughter for a while before calming down.
While Ian was laughing heartily—
An extremely strong surge of magical energy swept over.
The powerful surge of magic energy quickly swept over Ian's body.
Ian immediately activated [Analysis]—this magical fluctuation—
It actually swept through the entire Dragon Territory?