Shanifa has told about the way the Temple sees her as an individual. The Temple sees her as this mysterious individual who knows everything and controls everyone behind the scene. She has also told that the Temple had spent a lot of effort to figure out her identity but failed. If it wasn't for the fact that she decided to reveal herself, it would never know where she was.
That ans she proposed the idea of establishing an alliance with the rest of the human Kingdoms. It ends up being useless, though, since she imdiately "turned herself in" after she implanted the Eye of Causality. It told her that the plan she envisioned would never be realized because of my existence.
You may wonder why the Temple beca the leader of the alliance if Shanifa (Cresundia) was the one who proposed it. The reason is Solas, the King himself.
Even though their Kingdoms weren't allied before, the Kings already know each other well. Just like how the Temple slled the fishiness, Shanifa was afraid that the Kings would be able to tell sothing was wrong with Solas. The current situation doesn't force Solas to stand out. No one will notice his change as long as he doesn't do much.
With being said, Shanifa still holds most of the authority to make a decision—in a way that she can influence it. The Temple listens to her words well because they still can't tell who she is until now. It doesn't know her weakness, so they have nothing to threaten her with. It also doesn't know the limit of her ability yet. Therefore, cooperating with her is the wisest decision.
Shanifa knows how to remain incognito, but she is not that great at doing it. The reason why the Temple still doesn't know who she is yet is its incompetent investigators.
I won't say this case is easy to crack either, though. Shanifa's summoning remained unknown until now. It's hard to investigate sothing that doesn't exist, so I still have to comnd them for their effort. They are also not doing it badly because they could still sll sothing fishy about the way Solas is behaving.
Thud.
Getting out of my mind, I put Millonia on her bed. Her Skill: [Bottomless Abyss] takes a toll on her stamina and health in general. She is extrely tired, so she won't even wake up if I slap her. Since she is currently lying on her stomach, I flip her so she lies on her back. She looks so peaceful when she sleeps, representing nothing of her usual self.
Taking out a note, I tear one of the pages. I write 'I won, bitch' on it before sticking it to her forehead. With a smirk, I leave her bedroom. Upon being outside, I et Celia who was about to knock on the door as I opened it. I quirk an eyebrow, and she quickly explains herself.
"I thought Millonia would like to be healed."
"A good rest will do the job. She is fine." I wave my hand nonchalantly. "Who told you to co here by the way? I am pretty sure you weren't on the field as I beat her ass."
"I saw you in the hallway carrying Millonia."
"I see…"
Nodding to Celia as my way to say farewell, I walk away. She remains standing where she is for a few seconds before deciding to walk—she follows. I ignore her for a minute before stopping in my tracks and turning around. My action makes her widen her eyes in panic. I instantly figure that she has sothing to say.
"Just tell . I will hear it," I shoot.
"T-That is…I—there is…let think about it," she stamrs.
I cross my hands and wait for her until she is ready. To ready herself, she inhales deeply and exhales heavily five tis.
Clearing her throat, she says, "Are you going to make your slave?"
"Do I overwork you?" I ask, rembering how much she has to work in the infirmary.
"No, no, no. I am not complaining about my job. I am asking you if you will make your slave by the end of the day. I an…are you not afraid that I will use my influence to turn the people against you?"
"I am not. You are smart enough to know that will only result in unnecessary deaths."
Celia opens her mouth to retort, only to close it back. She frowns and then scratches her head with a complicated look. She wants to say sothing but doesn't know how to say it. It is a fairly heavy topic, it seems. I have never seen her have difficulty expressing herself.
"How will you treat from now on?"
"Like my right hand?"
"Don't you find these alluring?" she asks as she cups her chest.
I imdiately put my hand on her forehead and look at her solemnly. "Did that stupid Succubus Maxine cast sothing unholy on you?"
"It is extrely off-putting hearing you say 'unholy,' but no. She didn't cast anything on . Even if she did, it wouldn't do anything to . I have enough Holy Power to dispel whatever she can cast on ."
"So…what is up with the question?"
"You know…" Celia hesitates. "I heard Demons are more sexually active than any other Races. Since you are already surrounded by won, I wonder if—"
"No," I cut her. "You misunderstand the nature of our relationship. We are close to each other, but not more than a sibling's definition of close. I already have Valeria, so I don't need slaves for 'that' purpose."
"Oh…"
Hoping Celia to be relieved, I blink my eyes when she looks disappointed. I once again put my hand on her forehead. This ti, I am checking if she has a cold. Her temperature is normal, so I open her mouth to sll her breath. I can't sll alcohol, so she is not drunk. I take a step back and look at her carefully.
"Can't I be a bad girl because of my status?" she asks with unamused eyes, surprising .
"I see. Millonia has rubbed off on you," I conclude.
"Oh, co on. I don't know how to say this…" she scratches her head in frustration. "You know what? I will just say it. I—"
"Hush…"
I put my finger on Celia's lips, stopping her from saying the corny words. "Say that again after you find at my lowest point. You won't be able to differentiate between admiration, lust, and love until that happens."
Celia just looks at silently. Her silent gaze makes wonder if I got ahead of myself and misunderstood her. It turns out, I didn't. She nods her head soon after and takes my finger off her lips. She then motions for to lend her my ears with her finger. I am genuinely shocked when she uses that as a chance to kiss on the lips.
Before I can say sothing, she runs off with a happy giggle.
"Well, at least, she is trying hard to make fall for her instead of using her father's death to force to accept her feelings." I shrug.
I wonder what makes these girls fall for . Is my charm too strong that they can't tell they are bewitched? Since I am a Demon, this is not being narcissistic. Demons do have the passive ability to attract the opposite gender with their look. Supported by our aphrodisiac pheromone, we can make anyone crazy for us with a single glance.
I am pretty sure I always keep my pheromone in check, so this is quite bewildering. I don't want these girls to misidentify lust with love, so it needs to stop.
Alas, I don't have ti to deal with such a trivial matter. For the ti being, I will let them figure it out themselves and focus on a more important matter.
"Commander Basil!" Maxine shouts in panic from behind.
I turn around at the sa ti she stops before . "What is the matter?"
"A squad of Paladins is spotted on the periter of the mine."
The news brings a frown to my face. "Did Shanifa betray us?"
"Here." Maxine gives her Sound Crystal. "Shanifa is on the call."
Taking it, I imdiately say, "Prove that you are still on our side."
"Enslave !" cos the vigorous reply.
"All right. There is no need to be that excited about it." Clearing my throat, I continue, "Anyway, tell what happened."
"The Temple moves on its own. I believe it suspects that one of us is a betrayer."
"So, they do learn from their mistakes."
"Should I order my n to go—"
"No. Don't let them die in this skirmish. I will take care of this matter."
I end the call before Shanifa can say anything and give the Sound Crystal back to Maxine. I tell her to take care of Antares while I am gone—like she always does—and then walk past her. It is not long until a blur appears before and stops in my tracks. It is Millonia who looks as healthy as a horse.
"You are supposed to be—"
"I am in."
"Hop on, bitch. No, I don't an it literally—get down!"
Turning a deaf ear to my instruction, Millonia remains latched to my back. I grunt in annoyance before eventually letting her do whatever she likes. Running to the nearby window, I jump off the office. I call Genelos with a whistle and he catches in mid-air. Nine hours passed and we arrive at the mine.
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