Chapter 119 : Won’t She Die?
Chapter 119: Won’t She Die?
Mary heard the sound and tilted her head.
She stared at Syl for several seconds, until cold sweat seeped out from the other party’s forehead, before suddenly revealing a sweet smile.
“Syl sister.”
Mary sat up and extended her lotus-root-like small hand, affectionately patting Syl’s head, just like petting a well-behaved pet dog.
“I’m worrying on behalf of Hera sister.”
Syl stiffened.
“That new little pet…” Mary curled a strand of hair by her temple, pouting with a troubled expression, “She looks quite to my taste, but her brain doesn’t seem very good.”
“I gave her a good thing yesterday.”
Mary raised two fingers, gesturing a very small distance.
“Just this small a bottle, pink.”
Syl’s fingers suddenly paused, and the pressure of her hands instantly went out of control.
“A-Abyssal Love?!”
“Yep.” Mary blinked her big eyes, looking innocent, “I saw that little maid was scared to death, afraid she couldn’t complete the task and would get dismantled by me, so I kindly helped her. Hera sister, that old antique, hasn’t had a taste for hundreds of years. Without something this strong, how could it possibly work?”
“B-but…” Syl swallowed, her face pale, “That potion… if it isn’t diluted…”
“That’s exactly what I’m worried about!”
Mary suddenly slapped her thigh and scratched her head in frustration.
“I left in too much of a hurry and forgot to tell that idiot how to use it!”
“That bottle was concentrated stock solution! The normal way is to dip just a tiny bit with a needle tip, dissolve it into a huge vat of water, and then just one sip is enough.”
Mary jumped off the bed and paced around barefoot on the floor anxiously.
“That idiot Lilia—if she directly poured the whole bottle into Hera sister…”
Syl felt like her breathing was about to stop.
A whole bottle?
That wasn’t assistance—that was a nuclear strike!
“If it really was a whole bottle…” Syl asked tremblingly, “W-what would happen?”
Mary stopped and turned around, her expression extremely serious.
“Hera sister won’t die, at most… hmm, she might tear apart the entire Bedchamber, or chew that little maid into pieces like a teething toy.”
“But that little maid would be in big trouble.”
Mary counted on her fingers.
“With Hera sister’s physique and that level of magic reserves, once she loses control and goes berserk… that little body, tsk tsk tsk.”
She shook her head, a complicated expression of both regret and anticipation appearing on her face.
“She’ll probably be broken, right? Like a cloth doll with its stuffing ripped out, or a tomato crushed underfoot…”
“Sigh, if I’d known, I would’ve reminded her. If she’s really broken, I won’t have anything to play with.”
Mary sighed, flopped back onto the bed, buried her face into the pile of plush toys, and spoke in a muffled voice.
“Syl, tell me… if I go save her now, would it still be in time?”
Syl knelt on the ground, drenched in cold sweat.
Save her?
Who would dare to barge into the Demon Queen’s Bedchamber at a time like this? If that kind of situation was really happening inside, then the Bedchamber right now was absolutely a forbidden zone among forbidden zones—whoever entered would become cannon fodder!
“M-Master…” Syl forced herself to persuade, “Since a whole day and night has already passed, if… if something really happened, going now would probably…”
Probably not even leave any remains.
Mary thought about it and felt it made sense.
“Forget it.”
She turned over and stared at the chandelier on the ceiling, her eyes gradually becoming empty.
Syl lowered her head, not daring to speak, but silently praying in her heart.
She hoped that maid named Lilia was safe.
Or… at least that she could leave a complete corpse.
……
“Ah-choo!”
Inside Hera’s Bedchamber study, Lilia, who was pretending to read, suddenly sneezed hard.
She rubbed her nose, looking confused.
“Who’s cursing me?”
Behind the desk, Hera raised her head and glanced at her indifferently.
“Caught a cold?”
“No, no! My body’s in peak condition!” Lilia quickly flexed her nonexistent biceps, afraid of being returned by her boss for poor physical quality, “Maybe someone who admires me is thinking about me.”
The corner of Hera’s mouth twitched almost imperceptibly.
Admire you?
Hera put down her pen and glanced at the clock on the wall.
It was already getting late.
“What do you think about tomorrow night’s operation?” Hera suddenly asked.
Lilia immediately put away her playful attitude, her expression turning serious.
When it came to business, the aura of the head of the Document Audit and Inspection Department instantly surfaced.
“Reporting to the boss, everything is under control.”
Lilia took out a neatly folded map from her clothes and spread it on the carpet.
“According to the clues provided by Camilla, combined with the account comparisons my succubi have been investigating day and night these past few days, the location has been locked onto the middle section of Dark Moon Canyon.”
Lilia tapped a skull-marked spot on the map.
“The terrain there is narrow, easy to defend and hard to attack, and there’s magnetic interference all year round. It’s an excellent black market trading point.”
“The people from the Immortality Society will appear at midnight tomorrow night to conduct the ‘goods’ handover with their contact.”
When she said “goods,” Lilia’s gaze turned colder.
Those were hundreds of innocent humans.
Even though she had to work for the Demon Queen to survive, the bottom line she retained as a modern person still existed. Treating her own kind as lab rats for biochemical experiments touched her red line.
“Very good.”
Hera looked at Lilia’s serious analysis, a trace of satisfaction flashing through her eyes.
This little cat usually looked lazy, but when it mattered, the claws she revealed were quite sharp.
“However…” Lilia suddenly changed her tone, frowning, “There’s a problem.”
“What is it?”
“That little succubus… I mean, the ‘tester’ you arranged.” Lilia coughed lightly.
Hera raised an eyebrow. “What are you trying to say?”
“What I’m saying is, if even a ‘low-level succubus’ knows about the security loopholes, then it means the defensive layout of our Palace of Eternal Night is probably no longer a secret.”
Lilia lifted her head and looked directly at Hera.
“If the Immortality Society dares to cause trouble on your territory, they must have an insider. And the level of that insider is definitely not low.”
“For tomorrow night’s operation, I don’t recommend bringing a large force.”
Lilia raised one finger.
Hera leaned forward slightly, her long hair sliding down from her shoulder.
“So, what’s your plan?”
Lilia grinned, revealing two sharp little canine teeth, and made a “snap” gesture across her neck with her hand.
“You and I will go together and take that Immortality Society’s trading point…”
“Down.”