Chapter 157 : I’m Timid
Chapter 157: I’m Timid
That was for work! That was to uphold your dignity!
Who would dare act arrogantly in front of you? Do they have a death wish?
“Lilia was just borrowing the tiger’s might to bully others…” She admitted it shamelessly while cowering, trying to inch herself just a tiny bit out of that deadly arm. “If I didn’t have Master backing me, even if you gave me ten times the courage, I wouldn’t dare to challenge a Succubus Grand Duke. I’m just a paper tiger—poke me once and I’ll collapse.”
“A paper tiger?”
Hera let out a soft laugh.
Her hand suddenly slid slightly upward from Lilia’s waist, separated only by that thin layer of fabric.
“Hiss—”
Lilia almost cried out on the spot, her body trembling instinctively, only to be held even tighter.
That feeling of being completely controlled by someone—even having to match her breathing to the other’s mood—was simply… too embarrassing!
And that ring was still continuously transmitting Hera’s emotions. That sense of pleasure grew stronger and stronger, even carrying a warmth that made one’s face flush and heart race.
Lilia felt like she was about to be cooked.
“M-Master… did Lilia do something wrong?” She looked up pitifully, trying to use those watery eyes to awaken even the slightest bit of conscience in the Demon Queen. “If I did something wrong, you can punish me directly… but can you not scare me like this? I’m timid—I can’t handle being scared.”
Hera lowered her gaze, looking at the small face in her arms filled with a desperate will to survive.
Flushed red, like a ripe apple.
Those crimson eyes reflected the setting sun—and also reflected herself.
Clean, pure, yet carrying a trace of flustered panic that made one want to bully her.
She really was an amusing toy.
Far more interesting than those useless wastes who only knew how to kneel and beg, or schemers like Camilla.
“You didn’t do anything wrong.”
Hera finally showed mercy and loosened her grip slightly, but her hand still rested on Lilia’s waist, with no intention of letting go.
She raised her other hand, her slender fingers gently sliding across Lilia’s cheek, finally stopping at that slightly baby-fat chin and lifting it slightly.
“Not only did you do nothing wrong, you did quite well.”
Lilia blinked.
This was… praise?
Did the sun rise from the west?
Before her heart, which had just landed back in place, could even catch a breath, Hera’s next words threw her straight back into the abyss.
“Since you did so well, shouldn’t there be some reward?”
A teasing glint flashed through Hera’s golden eyes, the curve of her lips forming a scalp-tingling smile.
“Just so happens the night is still long. How about… coming out for another walk with me?”
The expression on Lilia’s face froze instantly.
Go out?
For a walk?
The result of the last “walk” was blowing up the entire Dark Moon Canyon, killing an Old God Embryo, and taking down a Holy Knight Commander along the way.
And you call that a “walk”?
So where did she plan to go this time?
Tear down the Holy City of the Church?
“Th-that…” Lilia swallowed hard, her voice trembling. “Master, didn’t we just… just get back? It’s already getting dark. Don’t you need to rest? Or review documents? Or…”
Even production team donkeys didn’t get worked this hard!
Couldn’t she leave a way out for corporate slaves?!
Hera raised an eyebrow, seemingly very satisfied with Lilia’s reaction.
“What? Don’t want to go?”
She lowered her head slightly, her nose almost touching Lilia’s, that dangerous aura instantly skyrocketing.
“Or would you rather return to the Bedchamber and continue what we didn’t finish last night?”
Lilia’s mind exploded with a “boom.”
Last night.
What they didn’t finish.
All sorts of chaotic images flooded her mind, along with the lingering soreness in her waist making its presence known again.
Option A was overtime labor and possibly being a meat shield.
Option B was… real close combat.
“Let’s go!”
Lilia shouted without hesitation, her voice so loud it startled even herself.
“Go go go! We must go! As long as it’s with Master, I’ll climb mountains of blades and cross seas of fire! The world is so big—we have to see it! Even if we’re going to the deepest layer of the Abyss to catch loaches, I’ll be your best bait!”
To save her waist, what was a bit of dignity?!
Hera looked at that resolute little face, her smile deepening.
She released her hold and tidied Lilia’s wrinkled collar, her movements so gentle it almost felt like an illusion.
“No need to catch loaches.”
Hera turned around, her black cloak fluttering in the evening wind, her back lone and domineering.
“Let’s go.”
“Where to?” Lilia followed carefully behind, like a wronged little wife.
Hera didn’t answer.
She simply raised her hand and pointed at the sky, at the crimson star that had just lit up, eerily vivid.
The next second, space twisted.
The familiar dizziness struck.
Lilia’s last thought before losing consciousness was—
Could this damn overtime pay be reimbursed as a workplace injury?!
When her feet touched solid ground again, Lilia’s first reaction wasn’t to observe the surroundings, but to grab onto a thick, unknown tree nearby, bend over, and retch a few times without any regard for her image.
Her stomach churned violently, her brain feeling like it had been shaken into mush.
“M-Master… next time… can we… use a gentler method…” Lilia complained weakly, her face pale.
The corner of Lilia’s eye suddenly caught sight of the surrounding scenery.
The complaint that had reached her lips got stuck in her throat.
She had thought Hera’s “going out for a walk” would at most mean another corner of the Abyss—maybe a volcano of rolling lava, or a mass grave filled with howling winds. After all, those were the “famous scenic spots” of the Demon Realm.
But what the hell was this in front of her?