Arriving at Faerielight left me utterly bewildered as I beheld a scene that seemed like a cruel distortion of what the city once was.
The city, once vibrant, lively, and brimming with a natural, weing atmosphere, had been reced by a sight that was almost beyond belief.
The once-green surroundings, reminiscent of a forest paradise, had vanished. Instead, ck miasma oozed from the ground, and the trees that once held life now stood as mere skeletons, stripped of their former vitality.
This sacrednd of the elves had undergone a transformation that was both shocking and disheartening.
The air carried a heavy weight of darkness, a stark contrast to the once-refreshing breeze that whispered through the leaves. It was as if the very essence of nature had been corrupted, reced by an ominous force that seemed to taint everything it touched.
In the midst of this destion, the only source of life clung desperately to the colossal world tree in the distance.
Even this majestic entity, a symbol of life and continuity, appeared to be struggling against the encroaching darkness, its vitality slowly withering away.
As we strolled through the deste streets, niel clung to me, holding my hand and pressing her ample breasts against my shoulder. Though her affectionate gestures usually wouldn''t go unnoticed, my attention waspletely absorbed by the shocking scenes around us.
The once-charming houses now stood in ruins, a stark contrast to the lively streets that had once been filled with elven activity. Lifeless bodiesy scattered at random intervals, and demonic creatures resembling dogs feasted on the remains, their slow consumption a grim reminder of the city''s fall.
Passing demons bowed their heads in deference as they observed us heading toward the castle, an indication that niel held dominion over them and this corrupted city.
"So, all the elves here were either devoured or possessed?" I queried.
"Yes, Father," niel replied with a sinister delight. "It took me some time, but after I decided to summon those beings behind us, conquering this city became quite easy. Everything and everyone in this entire city is mine now"
"Well, except for the people you personally blessed, Father. I didn''t harm them... well, with the exception of the queen, that is. But don''t worry, Father; she''s still inside me. Hehe. You don''t mind, right?" she asked me with feigned innocence.
''Seriously, why is she asking me that? When did I ever bless anyone here? What does she mean, except for the queen? Did she kill her? Is that why she has her form now? I can''t believe this is the same monstrous beast I fought not too long ago. No, she... he? She is truly different from what I remembered, and now she''s even taking the form of niel.''
"I don''t mind," I replied to her, attempting to brush off what she had done. A part of me harbored the desire to end her, yet as I observed her treating that demon with indifference earlier, even with my sister''s authority at hand, I doubted my ability to defeat her.
Moreover, she bore no animosity toward me. The only emotion I sensed from her was an overwhelming, unfiltered love. The situation was perplexing, and my conflicted feelings left me unsure of how to navigate this strange and disturbing encounter.
"Are Elowyn and Iselia alive?" I inquired, suddenly reminded of the elf princesses.
"Like I''ve told you, Father, I didn''t kill anyone you blessed."
''So, they are the ones I''ve blessed? Since when? She keeps saying bless, but I don''t remember doing any of that to them. I guess I better ask herter.''
"I''ve actually got a big surprise for youter in my room~ hehe," she dered seductively.
"What do you mean?"
"Like I said, it''s a surprise. Let''s not ruin the fun, okay~" she whispered in my ear, leaving me both intrigued and unsettled about what awaited me in her room.
As she whispered, my body was slightly affected by the seductive scent emanating from her.
''Is she doing this on purpose?''
I wondered. Regardless, I continued to walk down the streets, trying to distract myself from her tant seductive measures and scanning the surroundings.
It didn''t take long for my attention to be drawn to a series of hill-sized piles of corpses near the city hall. There were not just one or two, but seven hills made entirely of corpses.
The scene was gruesome, featuring a mix of elves, monsters, beasts, and even some unfortunate children. It became evident that this Woman had spared no one, leaving a trail of death and destruction throughout the city.
I looked down below the hill of corpses and noticed a ck magic circle made of blood, immediately recognizing it.
"So that''s where you summon the demons?" I asked the clingy niel on my side.
"Yes... I use the corpses of those I''ve killed or the beings my demons kill as summoning material to bind the demons into this world. As high-ranking demons are mostly spiritual in nature, I even preserved some good bodies for them," she said, pointing at the line of elves bound in chains walking towards the za. It was a pitiful sight; none of them seemed to have any will to live. Their deadpan eyes and almost skeletal bodies spoke volumes about the loss of their former beauty and grace. niel had kept them alive only enough for the next summoning ritual.
"Those guys are the next batch. I really hope a high-ranking onees out as I recently demoted that useless guy back there. Though it''s quite annoying that they keep using my mana for the ritual to manifest
into this world when, aside from the guys following us right now, most of them are utterly useless low-ranking demons" she said disappointingly, and some demons in the distance shivered slightly.
''So, all the demons here right now were summoned by her? Just how much mana does she have to be able to shrug off this many demon summonings? From what my mana sense could feel in the surroundings, there were approximately hundreds of demons here right now. And that was in our area alone. She''s gotten way stronger than what I remembered.
''She does have an adaptation ability but still, did her body adapt to amodate the number of demons she has summoned? Isn''t that adaptation ability too OP?''
…..
As we entered the castle, not much had changed from thest time I visited. It was a perplexing sight, considering the wastnd outside resembled the domain of a demon king, filled with darkness. In contrast, the castle''s interior retained the vibrant and lively atmosphere of the Faerielight I remembered.
Noticing my confusion, niel offered an exnation, "I didn''t want to traumatize the child you blessed. She''s the only one who doesn''t know what happened"
Did she mean Iselia? How considerate of her to keep the child locked away, shielding her from the demondscape outside. I nodded, attempting to act as naturally as possible.
Almost all the pieces were falling into ce now. I knew why demons were here, and my quest and mission tab in the system indicated that I had failed my mission.
Now, I just needed to find out what happened to Elowyn for everything toe together. niel had mentioned that she didn''t kill her, so I was hopeful of getting some answers.
I remained indifferent to the fate of the elves in this particr matter, considering the inevitability of their downfall. The novels I had read hinted at Elowyn, the elven princess, orchestrating the destruction of this sacred ce, summoning demons and sacrificing her own people. However, the circumstances had shifted, with Kaksan surviving and niel taking control of the situation.
While the situation yed into my hands, offering a bountiful supply of demons for my quest to exterminate a hundred of them, if I ask niel she''ll probably order them to die for me.
I wanted to hear Elowyn''s perspective. I refrained from asking niel about Elowyn''s involvement in the demonic ritual, as I wanted an unbiased ount directly from Elowyn herself.
I intended to form my own judgment based on her narrative before allowing niel''s influence to color my decisions. In the midst of the demonic chaos, I hoped to uncover the truth and understand the motivations behind this tragic turn of events.
As Meralda embraced me tightly, expressing her concern and blowing away niel with a sudden gust of wind, I couldn''t help but feel a sense of reassurance from her presence. While I caressed her cheek, Meralda, with a mix of worry and fear, pointed towards niel, who casually removed the small specks of dust from her alluring ck dress, her movements causing a deliberate sway of her ample bosom.
''She''s definitely doing this on purpose,'' I thought to myself, my annoyance growing. Despite niel''s seductive antics, I reassured Meralda, urging her not to worry about niel''s safety. As I continued to embrace Meralda, seekingfort in her presence, I addressed niel directly.
"She''s safe, right?" I asked, my tone carrying a mixture of authority and expectation.
"…. Yes father" niel responded with a smile but what''s with the pause? acknowledging her safety while casting a subtle nce of animosity towards Meralda. The tension between the two was palpable, leaving me to navigate this delicate situation with care.
"Father?" Meralda''s voice carried a note of confusion as she sought rity regarding niel''s unexpected address. Honestly, the meaning behind that term remained elusive to me as well. However, what was clear in the moment was that niel showed no signs of hostility. Given this fragile peace and myck of viable means to defeat her, maintaining the status quo seemed the prudent choice.
The Sword of Light might pose a threat, and my sister''s authority could potentially be effective if unleashed at full force. Yet, with niel''s formidable adaptation ability in y, any recklessness on my part could jeopardize not only my fate but the fate of this world. Thus, I chose caution, unwilling to entertain even a one percent risk that could lead to our undoing.
"I''ll exinter," I assured Meralda, though her confusion lingered. The weight of what had happened to her brother rested on my shoulders, a conversation we needed to have when the time was right. With a heavy sigh, we proceeded deeper into the castle''s halls, the atmosphere thick with uncertainty.
Walking alongside me were the two striking figures, each sping one of my hands. Their beauty, however, was overshadowed by the palpable animosity that crackled between them. It was a silent yet intense rivalry that added an unspokenyer of tension to our journey.
As we reached the grand throne room, a familiar sight unfolded before me. It was just as I remembered, with one noticeable difference—the ce appeared slightly brighter and cleaner than in my previous visit. The additional effort put into maintaining cleanliness here struck me as peculiar, raising questions about the changes that had transpired since thest time I was here.
"How do you like my gift, Father?" niel inquired, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she gestured towards the throne. I regarded her with perplexity, uncertain of the nature of this peculiar gift.
"Hehe, everything that belongs to me essentially belongs to you, Father. The elves, the demons, this kingdom, and also me—everything is yours." With a subtle burst of energy, she gently pushed Meralda away, drawing me closer to herself. Her ample bosom pressed against my chest, and she cast a seductive gaze in my direction. "So, how do you like it?"
Caught off guard by her provocative demeanor, I struggled to find words. The situation was far from ordinary, and the weight of her im left me speechless.
I turned my gaze toward the throne, but a sense of detachment washed over me. Despite niel''s grandiose offer, I found no temptation to im dominion over the elves, demons, or the kingdom.
The allure of power and possession didn''t resonate with me. Just as I was about to express my indifference, my sister''s telepathic message intruded upon my thoughts.
"Say yes," she urged through our telepathic link.
"What do you mean, sis?" I questioned.
"It''s the perfect ce for the others, especially that majestic throne over there. It looks perfect, good for mom, right?"
"Yes, I mean, Mom looks perfect on any throne, though. And what do you mean, perfect ce for the others?"
"The others areing soon. It''s only natural for a whole kingdom to be gifted for their arrival, right?" she responded with a serious tone.
"Wait, you don''t mean?" My heart pounded with excitement.
"Yes, they''reing soon."
Happiness welled within me, and a triumphant smile stretched across my face. I tightened my grip on niel, pulling her closer, and, with a mischievous touch, grabbed hold of her buttocks.
"Ah~" she moaned in slight confusion, yet seemed to enjoy the moment.
"It''s perfect!" I eximed, reveling in the anticipation of the imminent arrival of those special to me.
In that moment of triumph and anticipation, niel, still somewhat perplexed, mirrored my infectious smile.
Her confusion quickly transformed into a radiant expression as she responded by embracing me even tighter. As our eyes locked, I caught a glimpse of my reflection in hers.
"Ah, it''s my face," I acknowledged. Not the facade of Adrian that I had grown ustomed to, but the genuine me – Ian Astrea. It had indeed been a considerable span since Ist confronted the raw reality of my appearance: white, flowing hair, aplexion resembling death''s pallor, and ck miasma oozing from my eyes and mouth. The authentic version of myself, Ian Astrea, suddenly emerged into the world.
In that moment of tion, niel''s smile widened as she gazed at me, and she kissed me passionately. As our lips parted, she appeared utterly entranced, showing no signs of fear or hesitation even in the face of my true, otherworldly visage.
"Father~ you look beautiful" she uttered lovingly, and without reservation, she kissed me again. I allowed her to take the lead, not caring about the monstrous aspects of her or myself.
This intimate exchange felt like a fitting reward for everything she had provided me in this tumultuous journey.