Chapter 114
Chapter 114
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Translator: Mod7
Chapter: 114
Chapter Title: Chapter 11 - The Moon’s Sister
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It was a strange sight. The sandworm, which had been so aggressive just moments ago, was now remarkably docile.
Or rather, it seemed confused.
The sandworm, its keen sense of smell detecting a familiar, yet unfamiliar scent, seemed to be grappling with a strange, nostalgic feeling.
“Ugggh…”
The sandworm’s maw drew closer. Looking at it up close, I couldn't help but worry about Nefer and lament my own predicament.
Grrrr-
A low growl rumbled in its throat.
The sandworm tilted its head, its attention seemingly focused on something other than me, and my life, for a brief moment, was extended.
Please, just go away.
I don’t know why you stopped, but please, just… go away.
***
Lilith suddenly stopped.
She had been pacing through the succubi’s lair, replaying the argument she had had with her sister, and she realized she couldn't just let it go.
Succubi served the moon. Their hedonistic lifestyle, their freedom in this sun-drenched desert, was a gift from the moon.
But her sister, Succubus, had shirked her duties. And this, even though she was Lilith’s sister, a high-ranking succubus, was a serious transgression.
“I know you’re in there.”
Knock, knock-
“Open the door.”
Lilith called out to her sister, but there was no response. She paced back and forth in front of the locked door, sighing.
“What’s bothering you so much, sister? I don’t understand. I can’t help you, not this time.”
…A heavy silence.
Lilith’s patience was wearing thin.
She was willing to clean up her sister’s messes. But this petulant behavior, this constant bickering, was unbearable.
“That male is a threat to Father. It doesn’t matter how much you suffer. This isn’t our decision. You know that, don't you?”
The conversation turned serious.
Lilith, for the first time, mentioned the moon.
“Sister, let’s not disappoint Father. We have the power to help him. And yet, you’re just going to sit there and cry? You’re not a child. I know you’re better than this.”
The moon had unleashed several plagues upon this blessed planet. Plagues in the form of its offspring.
They were bound by their loyalty to the moon, their lives dedicated to serving it. The moon’s children had two primary objectives.
…To prevent the birth of a new sun.
And, to continue their reproductive activities, to spread across the planet.
That was the ultimate goal of the moon and its children.
“Succubus, if you can hear me, please answer! How long are you going to sulk in your room?”
Lilith and Succubus, the [Moon’s Children], were in charge of the succubi’s activities in the desert. Their power was a gift from the moon.
Of course, the word “children” was a bit of a misnomer.
Their relationship with the moon was more complex than a simple parent-child dynamic,
The moon, having created various monsters and unleashed them upon this blessed land, offering them revelations and guidance,
Couldn't fully control its offspring from its distant throne in the sky.
And that was where the rift began. To bridge this gap, the moon relied on the loyalty, the dedication, and the sacrifice of its children, but with each passing generation, they became more and more independent.
Bang, bang-
“Succubus!”
Jenny and Succubus were prime examples of this broken bond.
And now,
The conflict between the two sisters, stationed here in the desert, the Land of the Sun, was a serious problem for the moon.
“Sigh… you’re so foolish.”
Lilith gave up and returned to her own chambers.
She had her own duties, her own obligations, and she only ventured to the surface on special occasions, like today, when the moon itself had requested her assistance.
Ironically, her unwavering loyalty to the moon was what had driven a wedge between her and her sister.
Lilith cared for Succubus, but their relationship was strained, the awkwardness between them a constant barrier.
“Fine. Come and see me when you’re ready. I’ll be waiting.”
Lilith left, her footsteps heavy.
It was time to return to the underworld, to her subjects.
She possessed an innate ability to [control] other beings. It wasn't just a matter of individual strength, but a primal desire to manipulate their pain and pleasure.
The underworld was already filled with countless souls who worshipped Lilith as their master. Years of training and re-education had stripped them of their individuality, turning them into loyal, subservient followers.
“Ah- I’m tired. I need to rest.”
Lilith, a master of physical control, sought comfort in her numerous servants and cute pets. A hot bath, fragrant oils…
Her servants were already at her side, their hands gently massaging her tired muscles.
“…”
But she couldn't shake a strange, unsettling feeling. She didn't understand the source of her anxiety.
“Wait a minute.”
Lilith suddenly stood up and headed back towards Succubus’s room. She had to address her suspicions.
“Succubus, are you there?”
She called out again, but
The silence was heavier, more profound.
As if no one was there.
Truly.
Creak-
She forced the door open,
And found the room empty, filled only with the books and trinkets her sister had collected.
“You foolish child…”
Lilith’s expression hardened.
It seemed,
A new variable had emerged, one that threatened to disrupt her plans.
***
An unexpected variable.
The sandworm, having swallowed Nefer, backed away, its gaze fixed on me.
It seemed to be contemplating the scent I exuded,
And observing its strange behavior, I realized the potential of this mysterious and dangerous creature.
The sandworm, which had been mindlessly drawn to the scent of death, now seemed to be waking up, its movements less erratic.
“Whew, gasp…”
I held my breath, my focus absolute.
I had once dreamed of meeting such a massive creature, of communicating with it. But the ancient monster before me seemed to possess a far greater intelligence than I had ever imagined.
Grrrr-
The sandworm approached me again, its olfactory organs twitching. It drew closer, sniffing my lower body, then recoiled.
I finally understood.
Before being attacked, I had been engaged in… a brief, intimate encounter with Nefer.
It seemed ridiculous, but
There was no other explanation.
The sandworm was drawn to the scent of a male, a scent of creation, and its reaction was… nostalgic. As if it were facing its own father…
BOOM-
A loud, thunderous sound, and the sandworm and I both turned towards the source.
In the distance,
The massive sandworm had collapsed, its body twitching and convulsing.
Groooan-
And the smaller sandworm, witnessing this, also began to writhe, its massive body a dangerous, unpredictable force.
“Agh…!”
And then,
The succubus was flung through the air.
As if she had been inside the sandworm, but I knew, I could easily deduce what she had done.
“Uh, hello…”
Our eyes met, and she offered an awkward greeting.
“D-don’t misunderstand! I didn't come here for you. I just… I felt sorry for them…! So I just… helped them remember…”
The succubus, trying to justify her actions, offered a series of flimsy excuses.
…But it was fine. Her actions had, for now, been beneficial.
“Grooooan-”
But the sandworm’s behavior was strange. It seemed to be experiencing a mixture of grief and rage.
Its maw was aimed towards the massive, dying sandworm in the distance. I had a bad feeling.
The smaller sandworm then vomited, expelling everything it had swallowed. Nefer’s elongated body, along with a viscous, sticky fluid, spilled onto the sand.
“Nefer!”
She wasn't dead.
Fortunately, she was still breathing. Just unconscious.
But unlike Nefer,
The massive sandworm was definitely dead.
“Kyagh…”
Jenny emerged from the sandworm’s skull, her body covered in a mixture of her own blood and the sandworm’s. She was exhausted, but her stomach was full.
While her victory over such a massive creature was truly remarkable,
“Jenny… won…”
A living being,
After such a strenuous battle, needed to rest.
“Jenny!”
I rushed towards her, abandoning Nefer for a moment, and checked on her condition.
They were both in bad shape. While they had won the battle, they were in no condition to fight again.
“Uh, so…!”
The succubus, her tail now embedded in the sandworm’s flesh, shouted.
“I can hold them off for a bit! Just a bit-”