LIGHTNOVELWORLD chapter 127
127 – 127. Interlude (3)
Edannt, who had suffered from the aftereffects of the battle, fell to the ground as soon as he returned to his hometown, exhausted. It was because he had accumulated too much burden, like a container overflowing with excess.
It’s because the tension has been released.
Edannt, who had fallen to the ground, buried his face in the soft sand.
“If only you had died like that…”
“Water.”
Edannt, lying on the bed, extended his hand for a water cup.
Then, a woman with auburn hair, looking beautiful, frowned. She felt humiliated by Edannt’s behavior, as if she were being treated like a servant.
There’s no way I’ll surrender to the container of hunger.
However, the chain of oppression by the demonic forces was absolute, so Bella gently lifted the vial and filled the water cup that Edannt had extended.
“Mother won’t forgive you absolutely!”
“Fighting for Mom is something even elementary school kids do. As a mature virgin, why are you acting so childish? As a heavenly angel, you should know how to accept the results.”
Edannt’s insolent voice made Bella’s eyes narrow.
I know.
Defeat is just defeat.
The result won’t change even if you don’t accept it.
The white neckpiece adorned with platinum on Bella’s neck was a symbol of her enslavement. The short chain attached to the neckpiece reminded her of the leash used to control a slave.
“The cloak fits well.”
“When I’m freed from the chain of demonic forces… I’ll definitely kill you.”
The archangel who presides over justice and execution.
Belasiel.
At present, she was wearing the maid uniform provided to the maids working in the mansion.
A top adorned with pure white frills.
A modest skirt that reached down to her calves.
And a large apron worn over the maid uniform.
The design was extremely conservative in terms of exposure. However, this did not apply to Belasiel, who boasted a voluptuous and lascivious figure. The blouse of the maid uniform, taut and ready to burst at any moment, spoke volumes.
Thwack-!
The moment the button popped off, it was shot forth.
The button, launched with fierce momentum, struck Eda-nant squarely on the forehead.
Eda-nant screamed as if hit by a solid rubber bullet. At that, Belasiel burst into genuine laughter, as if finding it truly amusing.
“You vile milk factory… How dare you attack your master?”
“It’s because of my small size! And don’t call me a milk factory!”
Among the servants of the Hoenberk family, there was no woman with a chest larger than Belasiel’s. Thus, complications arose in providing her with a maid uniform.
A bust that reached G-cup size.
Her slender waist was as slim as Ludmila’s.
She felt like a creation crafted by the goddess who presides over love and beauty. A beauty that the Earth Mother Gael would gladly take as her adopted daughter.
“Ahem!”
The girl with flowing silvery hair expressed her displeasure with a fierce cough. Eda-nant averted his gaze and turned his head away at the sight of Jeblinne, who was clearly furious.
When did she come in?
There was certainly no sound of knocking.
Just like when facing the celestial archangel, the calamity of Kia might descend.
Prioritizing the safety of the Hoenberk family, Eda-nant sprang up from the bed, fearing that Jeblinne might go on a rampage. As expected, Jeblinne was in a state of extreme anger.
“Isn’t it just wonderful to be cared for by that damned celestial archangel? To show such affection to a long-time rival from the heavenly realm who fought in a battle of mutual destruction.”
“Well, you see…!”
Crackle-! Crackle-!
Black sparks began to ignite.
In response to Jeblinne’s blazing fury, electricity flickered and danced.
Eda-nant, who had to find a way out of this crisis, pulled out a prepared countermeasure. It was a temptation that even the jealous Jeblinne could not resist.
“Belasiel just told me… that the wedding ring can be restored!”
“Y-yes…?”
The wedding ring, swept away by the aftermath of battle, had been shattered into tiny pieces. Though I managed to recover the remaining fragments, it was impossible to fully restore the wedding ring without turning back time.
You say there’s a way to restore it?
How on earth?
I couldn’t even recover all the fragments.
Jebeline’s gaze turned toward the Seraph, a sworn enemy.
Bellasiel trembled at the fierce gaze that met him. The moment when the curse of famine was liberated from the bondage of the demon suddenly flashed through his mind.
“Why should I use my noble powers for you lot? The curse of war! How dare you threaten a Seraph of the Celestial Realm!”
“You should listen quietly.”
Edanant clenched his fist.
At that, the choker adorning Bellasiel’s pure white neck scattered radiant light. The white radiance stretched out like chains, drawing closer to Edanant’s grasp.
“Ugh!”
Absolute command through subjugation.
The master who held the chains must be obeyed.
Bellasiel, the original owner, could not have been unaware of the absolute command. As Edanant pulled on the chain of light connected to the choker, the absolute command was immediately activated.
“O light of the Seraph, shape the original form that the object once held.”
A clear cluster of light gathered in his grasp.
And the light cluster moved toward the shattered fragments of the wedding ring.
As the light condensed, it formed crystals.
Like piecing together a puzzle, the scattered fragments were connected, and the condensed light covered the gaps.
“Ah.”
The wedding ring had returned.
The wedding ring received from a beloved was radiating a brilliant light.
Jebeline gazed at the flawless wedding ring, free of even the slightest scratch, and gasped in awe. Tears of joy welled up in her eyes as she rejoiced at having reclaimed the precious treasure she had heartbreakingly lost.
“Surprisingly useful, isn’t it? If it’s not too rude, can I call you a versatile slave?”
“Your very existence is an insult!!”
Edanant chuckled as he patted Bellasiel’s head.
In response, the Seraph swatted away his hand, retorting in an agitated voice.
* * *
Upon receiving the news that Edanant and Jebeline had returned from their journey to the sanctuary, Ludmila immediately arrived at the Hohenberg Marquisate.
“Ugh!”
Perhaps it was because they had been galloping at full speed from the Huangdo to the Marquisate.
Elizabeta collapsed, retching.
It was the aftermath of their grueling march.
Seeing her younger sister in such a state of severe dizziness, Rudmila reacted with agitation.
“Ugh…! My head is spinning!”
Rude, who had been carried like a sack of barley, also spun in place, complaining of dizziness.
She had planned to go alone.
But the villainess and Ruinon insisted they wanted to go too, throwing a tantrum.
Finally, they arrived at the Hoenberk Marquisate, but Elizabeta and Rude were utterly exhausted. Rudmila, having entrusted her safety to the servants, hurried into the mansion’s entrance.
“Princess Rudmila.”
“…Saintess. You’re safe.”
They had always engaged in a fierce rivalry every time they met. But now, dealing with the aftermath of the events in the sanctuary was the top priority.
The sanctuary had been destroyed.
Countless holy knights had lost their lives.
Rudmila inquired about the veracity of the news from the sanctuary. In response, Jeblin nodded, admitting that the city of the One True God had been completely annihilated by the invasion of calamities.
“The Black Cardinal. The Invincible Sword. The Master of the Red Tower. The strongest representatives of the continent were mobilized on-site. Ethan had to fight against the strongest who had risen to the ranks of the Seven Greats of the Nation without even a moment to rest.”
“W-wait, you mean he fought them all?”
“It would be troubling if you were surprised already. In the end, he fought against the Seraph, Belashiel, who was behind the incident.”
“……!”
She received shocking news that transcended common sense. Rudmila felt a slight dizziness as she pressed her temples.
If it hadn’t been for Jeblin, who had accompanied Edanant, she would have doubted the truth of it.
The descent of the Seraph.
Edanant had held his own against the Archangel of the Celestial Realm.
She couldn’t help but be astonished at Jeblin’s words that he had ultimately triumphed over the Seraph. The fact that Edanant had defeated a being recorded in myth filled her with awe.
“Is Edanant… Is he safe?”
“He’s resting in the bedroom right now.”
The clash between the Seraph and the calamities had led to the destruction of the city of the One True God. Surely, Edanant must have sustained many injuries during the series of battles.
Determined to confirm Edanant’s safety herself, Rudmila strode purposefully toward the second floor of the mansion, where the bedroom was located.
* * *
Perhaps it was due to her waning strength.
Thirst crept up on him frequently.
If there were ionized beverages, that would have been nice, but unfortunately, there were no convenient drinks like that. So Edant had to consume a sweet drink instead.
“‘Holy God’s only daughter and leader of the heavenly angels, you’re commanding me to serve you? I’ll never forget this grudge!'”
“‘Water.'”
Edant lay on the bed, holding a water bottle like a mannequin and waiting for Belasil to follow his command.
It was like a revenge from the saint.
Every time Edant touched Belasil, he responded fiercely, and Edant observed him while drinking the sweet drink.
Belasil strongly rejected Edant’s behavior, treating him like a servant, but he was bound by the power of servitude and couldn’t resist. He made a whistling sound, but he had to follow Edant’s command and pour the sweet drink into the cup every time Edant gave an order.
“‘After drinking sweet drinks for half a day, I’m getting tired. Can you bring some milk?'”
“‘Hmph! Why don’t you go down to the kitchen and drink it yourself?'”
“That’s too inconvenient, so just bring it over. Move your body and shake your hips like that.'”
“‘I’ll kill you…! I’ll definitely kill you someday!'”
The woman…
No,
A slave’s insolence?
Edant grabbed the chain of light, and Belasil felt shame and humiliation as he was suddenly pulled.
“‘Huh?'”
“‘Stop! Stop right now! Stop it!'”
Bring me milk.
As soon as Edant gave the order, Belasil began to take off his clothes.
What’s going on?
It wasn’t a command to perform a strip show.
He unfastened all the buttons on his blouse, took it off, and then removed his bra, revealing his pure white skin.
The newly fallen snow-like white breasts shook back and forth.
At the same time, the red fruit that responded to the trembling of the breasts appeared.
It was probably because she was the daughter of the land goddess, symbolizing abundance and fertility. The fruit from the beautiful and radiant mulberry tree flowed like sweet nectar.
Milk.
Was it really commanded in that sense?
It’s not a wrong statement.
Note: I have preserved the line breaks as requested.
It wouldn’t be strange to define it as milk, given the large breasts like a cow.
Edanant leisurely took a relaxed posture, admiring the motherly figure of the celestial being.
“Edan!”
At that moment—
The door burst open with a frantic cry.
His gaze met that of the princess, who had rushed into the bedroom in a state of panic. While he had been enjoying the celestial being’s strip show, Edanant felt an overwhelming urge to urinate, as if he might lose control at any moment.
Is this a dream?
No way,
It must be a dream.
Thinking he had simply fallen asleep, Edanant displayed an audaciously calm reaction in front of Ludmila and Jeblin, who were watching. After all, nightmares typically end with a dramatic awakening.