Chapter 79: Chapter 79: Start re-building your home
The Overlord General, who had evolved to the rank from mere Elder Lich, was having a dilemma. A huge one, in fact.
Simply put, he was running out of souls.
Its Master, the Supreme Being, Momonga of Ainz Ooal Gown, had given it very specific, very clear orders and a clear way of carrying them out. However, the result had left the Khaos Bridage's local operations deprived of service staff, maids, and guards. Something that had caused 'Katarina Leviathan' to tear roughly half of her hair out of her head and attack the Overlord General.
The battle had been fairly swift, and had ended with the Katarina-woman tied up in the Necroswarm Giant and almost devoured, but the woman had pleaded for a peace deal and offered to fulfill whatever orders the Overlord General could give to her.
The woman had, obviously, broken her word the moment the Overlord General let her go but at least the battle had left her fearful of the undead creature of the Supreme Being, and in turn she made an offer: It was obvious the Overlord General was seeking souls, so she had offered to capture living beings for it to eat instead of eating her servants.
The Overlord General had, naturally, refused as it was only permitted to eat members of 'Khaos Brigade' and had told the woman as much. Of course, the statement had caused the Katarina-woman to throw a fit and scream something about 'traitors'.
The Overlord General had been quite appalled by the woman's inability to understand even simple plans and concepts, and it had taken quite a bit of self-control from the undead being to keep itself from re-evaluating the woman's worth in its plan.
Thus the Overlord General had sighed theatherically and explained Katarina Leviathan's idiotic, child-like brain that all she needed to do was kidnap people with strong potential or powerful blood and then conscript them forcefully to the Khaos Bridage, after which the Overlord General could eat their souls.
After all, it was obvious that the Supreme Being wished to keep the Overlord General's status and power as a secret by ordering it to only eat the members of Khaos Brigade: Indeed, the undead creature's master obviously knew that if the Overlord General started to hunt for its own experience then there was a high chance it's existence would become much more public among strong entities, and in turn deprive the Servant of the Supreme Being the crucial advantage of surprise when it mattered the most.
The Katarina-female had kept muttering things about 'fools', 'undead idiots', 'I'll get my revenge' to the Overlord General like the halfwit she was, but nonetheless moved on to hiring new guards, maids, plumbers and whatnot at the same rate at which the Overlord General kept eating their souls, resulting in a more or less sustainable cycle.
However, there had been an event which had significantly hampered the Overlord General's plan of fulfilling the Supreme Being's orders...
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..."Sniff… sniff…" A human-made devil girl cowered in a corner alongside an equally terrified group of people of mixed races, all of whom had been forced into maid clothes against their will.
The group consisted of devils, succubi, vampires, nekomata, elf, some rogue human magicians, a fallen angel and other less-powerful members of mythical races- However at that moment their racial biases and rivalries mattered little. After all, all of them had been captured and kidnapped and then conscripted into a 'Khaos Bridgade' as 'servants' against their will, unifying them in their plight.
Yet the role of a servant was but a cruel jest as they were being served as food to a horrifying undead creature that seemed to radiate an aura of darkness and insanity that instantly squashed any hopes of escape any of the kidnapped might have had. And thus, all that was left was despair… and for some, defiance.
"No! Not like this! I won't go meekly to my final death!" A vampire hissed violently as she threw herself against the undead being in a reckless whirlwind of claw-strikes after her well-manicured nails had grown to foot-long blades in a flash.
"Worthless." The undead creature had merely reached past the vampire's attacks and grasped the vampire's head, lifting her to eye-level with the creature like how a child might raise a stuffed toy. "Hm. You're an undead of sorts… You might have worth as a pawn under normal circumstances. But I have more than enough simple pawns. I need power… And your soul has much of it. [Fireball]."
The vampire's head exploded from inside-out with flame, causing the woman's body to go still and hang limply in the skeletal monster's grasp as if she was just a puppet with its strings cut.
"[Sacrifice]" The body seemed to disintegrate, yet the feeling of destruction that the spell left behind was far, far more final than a mere disintegration spell. It was as if the soul of the vampire had been consumed, utterly erasing her in life, death and beyond.
"Sniff…" The devil girl felt her tears stopping as she had cried herself dry, leaving her with only wracked sobs as the undead monster approached the rest of the group that cowered together- The vampire had been strongest of the bunch and she had been destroyed like a mere fly, robbing the rest of the group of will to fight.
'I… I just wanted to make contracts with people, and have fun… My King, I'm sorry, I got caught...' The devil-girl who had been a mere Pawn felt her life flash before her eyes as the foolish expedition into the Human World had left her separated from the rest of her Peerage and then captured.
She had so many regrets, one of them being that she wouldn't have any more chances of visiting the 'Church of the True God', which had preached by the lakeside in Underworld, and wouldn't see the completion of the 'Church' itself.
She had attended the lakeside meets after the angel holding them had resurrected one of her fellow Peerage-members who had died during the attack on the Underworld's capital, and had more or less converted into the faith the angel preached..
She knew it was an illogical thought- A devil looking forwards to a church being built. But she knew that the 'True God' was no mere bully and prude fool like the now-dead god and its lackeys that the majority of devils opposed, and instead the True God embraced the finer things in life as well.
'...That Angel who serves as the True God's herald told me He was the god of life, and… this being… is death... ' The devil girl tied her hands together above her breasts, squishing them together a bit as was appropriate, and did the last thing she could do. And likely the last thing one could expect from a devil.
Prayer.
"O True God, blessed are thine fruits, thine labors of love, may we as your humble servants honor you with our love and lust, cradle our bodies and souls in your love as we cradle you in ours…" The devil-girl swayed back and forth in despair as the undead approached her and reached for her… and then slowed down, almost as if the words had registered in its head and caused it to fall to confusion. "...Hallowed be thy realm, and nine realms of your reign, full be your coffers, and all the treasure within, endless be thine love, and the love thee followers show thee…"
The undead being seemed to halt, as if it had hit some invisible wall and its hand fell to its side.
Emboldened by the undead monster's hesitation, the devil continued her singing. "Everlasting be thine reign! Incorruptible, like the purest, whitest love you shower us with! Unwavering, like thee will! Give us life, fertility, love and in turn we give thee our souls and bodies!"
The mish-mash group of cowering people of various races seemed to find hope in what was happening before their eyes and joined the prayer- first with wavering voices and unfamiliar words, but the word of the True God spread like wildfire in their hearts and cast fear in the undead creature as it retreated and its aura of unholy dread seemed to wane, almost like if it was a kid caught mid-misdeed before the True God's name.
The undead creature let out a grunt of some sort and a black swirling vortex appeared around the group of mish-mash 'servants'. They saw only darkness for a moment… and then realized they had been teleported into a grassy hill where the sun shined bright and warm.
"Haa… Haa… Thank you, True God…" The devil-girl rejoiced in the fact the True God had responded to her prayers, and felt incredible elation in the fact that not only was the God not a scam or imposter, like she had thought first, but also taught a creed she was more than willing to embrace.
"What… What happened? What now? Are we free? What if t-that thing comes after us…" A elf girl with dainty features shivered and shook in fright- And she wasn't the only one, as the aftereffect of their brief imprisonment was causing everyone in the group to look and feel like scared bunnies even under the warm sunlight.
"It's obvious, no? I'm not a sanctified preacher of the True God, only an initiate… But you saw His light! You saw the prayer drive back the darkness!" The devil-girl's voice was passionate as she took the elf-girl's hands in hers. "He can protect us all! I know He will! You saw that, right!"
"I… guess… No mere mortal can oppose a monster like that… The magic it wielded… Oh god..." A human mage was looking as if his soul had been crushed. Or perhaps it was because the young mage-boy had been forced into a maid-costume.
"Ow! Speak not the name of the blasphemer! The fool!" The devil-girl cursed the mage under her breath, causing the mage to shiver in fear. "That god-ow did not save you! Place your faith in the True God! You saw how He protected us!"
"And… What are we to do in return? I've never heard of this 'True God'." A succubi looked more than a little unhappy as she poked at the nearly catatonic elf-girl. "If that thing asks for a vow of celibacy or something in exchange for protection I'd be more than happy to go back to that death-chamber…"
"I'm glad that you asked- Let me teach you how the True God's disciples honor His name…" The devil-girl's smug, lewd smirk reached from ear to ear, causing the succubi's tail to sway from side to side in peaked interest…
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The Overlord General was sitting behind its desk, grasping its head in what was the closest thing the creature could call 'fear' after it had teleported the group of sacrifices out with a [Gate]. 'Oh… Master. Your orders… You told me not to attack the ones who believe in True God… Of course. You knew what plan I would hatch to fulfill your orders… I felt odd that you would issue such a contradictory yet easy to circumvent order to only devour the souls of the ones in 'Khaos Brigade', but instead of trusting your orders I attempted to circumvent them with trickery and wordplay... '
'And since I am not allowed to hurt the followers of the 'True God', or followers of Your teachings, this wavering of mine will be seen as the True God reaching to protect his followers… Solidifying their faith in thee, Lord… And so the sheep gather under thine scythe, seeking safety from the blade that will cut their throats. My master... ' The undead creature felt as intense shame as its [Emotion Suppression] allowed, yet incredible elation from being used by the Supreme Being… even if his act had been that of the foil and fool. 'And all that, while also teaching me not to try to circumvent thine orders in order to make things easier for myself… Truly, your gaze reaches all, and your plans encompass everything from the slightest detail to the grandest strategy… '
The Overlord General knew that while the Supreme Being's reprimand was a gentle caress of words spoken through an unknowing host, the fact that the Overlord General had failed the Supreme Being remained.
'...I understand. I will not offer an apology, for any petty retort like such would be but a nail in my coffin, but instead I vow to seek to take thine teachings to heart and improve myself. Please watch me, master. I'll not disappoint you again…'
The black-haired cat-girl, who had been the Overlord General's ever-present shadow as part of her training, shivered violently almost as if it could feel what the undead creature was feeling.
And she put her hands slowly, frightfully, together as well.
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Momonga sneezed as he entered a relaxation room after Lady Phenix. 'Huh, is someone speaking behind my back?'
"Considering the amount of girls you have in your harem, you can bet that some of them are gossipping." Ddraig noted dryly but Momonga dismissed the dragon as Lady Phenix sat on a comfy-looking sofa, in front of which was a coffee table and on the other side another sofa.
Momonga sat so that he was facing towards Lady Phenix, which seemed to pleasantly surprise the woman as she had looked quite apprehensive before.
"Ahem, you said you wished to see me?" Momonga coughed and opened the conversation, seemingly breaking the woman out of her mood.
"Ah, yes. I'll not mince words- We had a contract, yes?" Lady Phenix adopted a regal, cold posture that seemed to make her untouchable. "It seems that my… mistaken wording was taken as a contract by my hus- ex-husband, and resulted in some… complications."
"True. Ravel mentioned something about that, but in truth the last few days have been so busy that I haven't had the chance to talk to you about it, my lady." Momonga nodded slowly. 'Hm. Come to think of it… That could work…" "It's come to my attention that the contract is that of a mistress, but I'd like to… alter it somewhat."
The woman's regal posture shook a bit, cuing Momonga to the possibility that she was likely bluffing- Suzuki Satoru had seen as much in clients who tried to convince they were in stable financial state in order to deceive salesmen into leasing them products they'd 'misplace' and then 'become hard to contact' and finally 'disappear'- Consensually or not, depending on how quickly the corporate police got in 'touch' with the scammers.
'Hm, in other words, Lady Phenix is trying to project the air of being in control, yet the mistress contract should hand her leash to me… Well, I can use this as well.'Momonga nodded internally as he started to figure out the balance of power between the two. "Ahem… You've raised four children, yes?"
"What?" The woman shook more than ever, which translated to slight quivering of her lower lip and slightly more open eyes than before. "Yes. And I believe one of them is your fiancee, no?"
"Indeed." Momonga dismissed the woman's attempt to change the topic and devalue her 'debt' by pointing out Ravel's status. Yet, the businessman that was Suzuki Satoru was hardened against such petty tactics after a lifetime in Neo-Japan and if Lady Phenix wanted to haggle, she'd need to put her best foot forward considering their current respective positions. "However, speaking of your mistress contract and your ample experience raising children… I'd like to acquire your help as a mother to my children."
'Since Rossweisse is Odin's spy and likely an alcoholic, based on how easily she slips into the bottle, I can't let her keep my child with her. Odin would use the child as a noose to keep me in control if that happened, as Rossweisse would likely execute the child if Odin asked her to… But if I take my child from her and give it to Lady Phenix to raise then the child would be in good care and most likely safe as well.' Momonga nodded as the ex-lady of the house froze. 'Lady Phenix, meanwhile, has no such burdens while also having ample experience raising children whereas I have none, so I should be able to learn from her example. Moreover I should be able to improve my relationship with Lady Phenix that way, and in turn reinforce my control over the Phenix family should the Overlord Wiseman die…'
"You dare… but... hubby..." Lady Phenix stammered while her face paled and she looked like she was a word away from passing out. "I… The contract..."
"Take your time. I am aware that it is a big thing to ask- nay, demand for. Remember our contract." Momonga nodded. 'Hm, in retrospect Ravel would probably have some input on how good of a mother Lady Phenix was for her… I should have thought about that before I shooed her away to have a chat with her mother.'"Ahem, I should probably go and ask for Ravel..."
Lady Phenix's breath caught. "N-no, there is no need to bring Ravel into this!"
"I figured that her opinion would help this situation." Momonga nonetheless noted that he should ask Ravel about the woman's ability as a mother later. "I'm trusting you with a fairly huge and personal responsibility here. I'd like to know that you are both willing and suitable for it."
"Ah… But… My husband…" Lady Phenix shook from head to toe.
"Ahem, I can approach him about this as well." Momonga realized that asking Lady Phenix to basically adopt his future child would be somewhat discourteous if he didn't include 'Lord Phenix' into the conversation as well… even though the gesture would be meaningless in the end due to the 'Lord's true nature. "However I believe you two have divorced, and while it is quite rude of me to thrust this onto you so suddenly, we have a contract. Moreover it will take some time before the child is, umu, 'out' so you'll have time to come to terms with this… but I genuinely feel that your expertise in this matter is invaluable for me."
"But…" The woman looked quite bothered… or rather, very bothered in a way that she had beads of sweat running down her face and she was gripping a sofa-pillow in a way that was both a inch away from bursting it while also holding it as if it was a shield in front of her stomach. "But… Ravel… I… hubby… but I just wished… I didn't... "
'Haa… I'll just have to give her some time to think.' Momonga sighed. And then noticed something odd. 'Ddraig, what are you doing? This is quite a serious affair.'
He peered into his mental world and noted that the dragon was lying on top of a gold pile while trying its hardest to keep its snout shut while banging on the ground with its paw. By all accounts it looked as if the dragon was quite amused for some reason and was holding itself back from laughing.
"O-of course, yes, indeed, don't mind- phueheuhue- me…" Ddraig composed itself with visible effort before gesturing upwards. "Please, disregard me and do go ahead with your 'plan'- khahahaa!"
Momonga felt as if the dragon was taking a piss at him, but ignored it for now.
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Ravel was peeking through a keyhole in the door as her master and her mother conversed.
"Wait, you… Ah! Miss Phenix!" A somewhat familiar voice came from nearby, drawing a sigh from Ravel.
"Who- ah. You." Ravel turned to curtsy daintily towards the white-haired woman who had spotted her peeping. "Rossweisse-san, no? Have you come to pay your homage to our master?"
"Eh? I was looking for Lord Momon…" Rossweisse looked somewhat uneasy but shook the uncertain appearance to adopt a more strict posture. "Ahem. And also, it is quite unsightly to peep through a keyhole…"
"Really now? Hehee…" Ravel chuckled at the woman and deployed the hammer. "What if I was spying on Lord Momon talking to my mother about giving me a sister?"
"Then-eeeeeeh?!" Rossweisse blushed up to her eyebrows instantly. "S-shameless! I-is that what you devils are a-about? L-letcherous! Inappropriate!"
"Hehe…" Ravel moved to take the woman's hands and moved so that the two were almost breast-to-breast, except for the height difference which left Ravel's head more or less at the level of the woman's chin. Yet the white-haired woman's embarrassed outrage left her feeling as if the two were on par… or if Ravel looked down on Rossweisse. "Ahii… And you're a mother soon, no? Perhaps you and my mother can swap notes… Hehe, and if he so deems then I too will have a daughter, and I can raise her to be friends with my sister-to-be, and then both of us can be master's lovers…"
"Gyaah! I-incest! Gross!" Rossweisse seemed to be near passing out from the 'plan'. "T-that is not good in any way, shape or form, even if you are a devil! Cease!"
"Hehe, and then… oh?"
The door opened and Ravel glanced over to see Momon looking at the two girls in the corridor.
"Ah, I was looking for you, Ravel." Momon nodded at his willing slave. "And Rossweisse as well… Hm… Rossweisse-san? While I know this might sound a bit rude, could I trouble you to give the three of us some privacy?"
Rossweisse seemed a bit uneasy as she shifted from one leg to another, then bit her lip as if she was trying to hold back a biting retort, and finally sighed. "U-um…Of course, Lord Momon… B-but I feel we should have a talk in private…"
"Of course. But later." Momon's tone left little wiggle-room so Rossweisse just sighed, nodded, steeled herself and moved to walk away with shaky footsteps.
"Haha… Yes, my master…" Ravel let her fingers linger on Momon's chest for a moment as she walked past the disguised dark lord and sat beside her mother who looked like she was a moment away from passing out. "How are you feeling, mom?"
"R-Ravel, dear… This is a bit of a bad moment…" The woman looked thoroughly emotionally tenderized and her lower lip quivered.
'Heh… As expected of you, my dark lord, you tamed mom so easily…' Ravel felt that she would have had more problems with the whole thing in the past, but she knew that her mother was better off with her master… After all, Ravel was fairly certain her father wouldn't have just given up on his wife without at least attempting to barter her back, which meant that Momon had most likely thralled Lord Phenix somehow.
A part of Ravel was quite horrified by everything that was happening around her, yet the part of her that had been seduced by the dark lord's majesty felt elated on how easily and casually the monster whose bed she warmed dismantled the whole noble family… While also juggling so many other complex plans that Ravel would never know of until he decided to let her know. 'Ahaa… Please take us both, now, my lord… I wish to give you a child as well, alongside mom… Ahahaa! Yes, take us both, in this same sofa... '
"Ahem. How are you feeling, Ravel?" Momon looked somewhat uneasy but nonetheless sat down on the opposite side to Ravel and her mother.
'A preamble, then? Haha… Are we being interviewed?' Ravel hugged her mother in a way that propped her breasts up, causing Momon to blush a bit. "I'm fantastic, my lord… How are you?"
"Ahem, I was talking with your mother regarding… an arrangement." Momon pushed on while Lady Phenix looked more than a little ill. "You didn't happen to overhear it, Ravel?"
"Ha… Of course not..." Ravel felt as if her mother was becoming somewhat confused by the flow of the conversation, a testament to her tired state that had settled in after the battle in the swamp. 'You know I did… But by asking you mean to say that I should say the opposite in order to distract and confuse mom… Hah, and mom goes with it like an innocent deer walking in high grass, hearing the growl but not realizing that the wolf was standing on her back all along, waiting to sink his teeth into her neck… That the Supreme Being is just distancing himself for a moment so the impact hits harder when it comes… You're so adorable, mom...'
"So, with that in mind… Lady Phenix? I'd like your answer now, before we go further with this." True to Ravel's thoughts, her master turned her attention back to Lady Phenix.
The woman in question wobbled on the spot as she tried to find a way out, the moment of laxity breeding a lifetime of pain. Unfortunately for her, or fortunately, Ravel knew that the disguised Supreme Being wouldn't have left her a way out… unless that way out was just another trap.
"I… I… hic…" Lady Phenix's eyes had tears and Ravel hugged her harder, causing the tears to flow freely down her face. "I… had thought you better than this, Momon-san… You're cruel. I have no choice but to accept…"
Ravel resisted the urge to groan in frustration for her mother's insult towards the Supreme Being- After all, she knew that her new master wouldn't let such an insult go unanswered. 'Mom, you fool… He offered a place as his breed mare, yet you resisted… But I suppose you'll get what you craved for, if punishment is what will teach you your new place by his side…'
"U-umu, I didn't think it'd be that repulsive of an idea…" Momon seemed to sweat a bit. "Anyway, with that settled, I think the two of us should spend more time together, as you'll take care of my… After all, you'll be taking care of my child in the future."
"...Hic… Hubby… I'm sorry… I'll make it up to you…" Lady Phenix seemed to fall into despair, however.
"Pfft." Ravel dismissed the woman's state with a snort while reaching to lift her mother's breasts up with her hands… and also adopting an innocent expression on her face, as she knew that it'd make breaking the older woman's resistance all the more fun for Ravel's master. "Mom? What's going on?"
Lady Phenix seemed to re-realize that Ravel was beside her. "R-Ravel… Mom is… Mom h-has a job to fulfill… P-please, could I ask you to leave this room…"
"I want to help!" Ravel changed her expression to show childish, innocent joy which caused the expression of the woman who had born her to crack into despair. "Momon-kun! I can help, right?!"
"Umu… Certainly, yes. It would be a good experience for you, I suppose..." Momon looked a bit surprised but nonetheless nodded. "Hm, I suppose I should tell you about what I asked your mother about… Ahem, to cut things short, I-"
"Please! Don't!" Lady Phenix reached for her dress and pulled it, causing her plump breasts to pop to view and causing Ravel to smirk victoriously. "Please… Leave Ravel out of this… I beg of you… Ravel, please leave, I don't want you to see this… What I'm about to do..."
"Oh, you mistake me, mom… I know." Ravel's voice turned to sing-song, letting her mother know that she had been aware all along. "After all… I asked Him to do it."
"R-Ravel?!" Lady Phenix sounded scandalized.
"Yes… And this way we'll always be together… Let's raise our children together… Mother and daughter, raising their children from the same father… It will be beautiful..." Ravel turned her tone from innocent to that of a sinful purr, causing Lady Phenix's body to lose strength from despair.
"U-umu, well… I didn't think you'd feel so strongly about that, um… I'm not sure I'm ready to become a dad for the second child so quickly, but if you wish that to be so then I'll… see what I can do?" Momon seemed a bit uncertain, which in turn cued Ravel as to what her role should be- She should be the corruptor, while Momon was the saving light. "Um but I think this is not the best time for that conversation, Ravel…"
'How cunning, my masterrr…' Ravel purred while reaching to fondle her mother's breasts and rest her head against one of the soft mounds that were the size of her head. And then crawled on Lady Phenix's lap so she could sit bow-legged on it and lift her skirt up at Momon, giving an unrestricted view of her rear to him. "So… Which one of us would you like to take first…"
Lady Phenix drew a quick breath as she seemed to realize something and whispered to Ravel's ear. "Ravel… you… You'd distract him for me? I… I don't know what to say... t-thank you…"
"Eeeeh?!" Momon seemed quite surprised, yet the voice came from outside the door.
"Ahem… A moment, please." Momon coughed to his hand, walked to the door and opened it for the second time… causing a shocked-looking Rossweisse to fall into the room and knock Momon over as he stabilized her landing by falling with her. "Ah, Rossweisse-san?"
"Ahehehe… Looks like Rossweisse-chain wants to join in as well, my lord…" Ravel purred while hugging Lady Phenix so the woman's breasts squished themselves all over Ravel's face, essentially pinning both in place. "Aha, so soft, comfortable and warm… Mom, you have the perfect body for breeding…"
Lady Phenix looked like she couldn't take it anymore, and indeed, as Ravel looked up the woman had gone into a completely unresponsive state while she stared blankly forward in shock. 'Is this what you wished for, master? I suppose ravaging her emotionless body could be fun too… and when mom wakes up she'll know she'll have a baby or three in her belly…'
"U-umu, Rossweisse-san…" Momon looked a bit uncomfortable as Rossweisse jumped up and backed away, which incidentally caused her to slam her back against the door and in turn lock the four of them in the room.
"N-no! Lord Momon! Please snap to your senses! I-I understand you are a devil, my lord, and you have all sorts of wicked ways, b-but don't be seduced by your mother into giving her a child and yourself a brother!" Rossweisse looked outraged, on the verge of moral panic, and also blushing up to her hairline. "I-I don't know what devilry Ravel-sama used to seduce you into b-bedding your own sister, but p-please reconsider! I'm perfectly willing to use my body to s-satisfy you, if you feel the urge, s-so please do not fall to the temptation!"
"Ahem…" Momon sweated visibly under Rossweisse's pointed finger. "That- U-umu, was that… N-no, that wasn't what I…"
"This is incredibly inappropriate, is what I'm saying… um… please don't hate me…" Rossweisse seemed to realize what she was doing and let the hand fall. "I, well… Um, Asgard has good weather this time of the year, so, um, would you feel like visiting it with me? S-some fresh air from Vanaheim might also do good, it's a beautiful place and after the peace treaty even Valkyries are allowed to visit… O-on the second thought, considering Vanir embraces all sorts of lewd and inappropriate things, p-perhaps that place isn't good..."
"Rossweisse-san, please calm down." Momon put his hands on Rossweisse's shoulders after standing up, which caused the woman to jump on the spot as if she had run out of time. "Umu, you're saying all sorts of, ahem, weird things… Perhaps you should sit down?"
"I- well- but- it's- not good…" The white-haired girl babbled as Momon guided her to sit beside Ravel and Lady Phenix.
"Um, and while I feel that it is inappropriate to go between mother and daughter having some time together, could I ask you to postpone that a bit…" Momon followed up, making Ravel realize why he was playing so hard to get.
'Aha! So he doesn't quite trust Rossweisse for one reason or another, since he's putting up a grand act of innocence in front of her…' Ravel nodded internally. 'Of course, you knew Rossweisse was watching so you're breaking her while you're also breaking mom… How cunning… But unlike mom, Rossweisse is flighty and due to being a Valkyrie, has quite a bit of backup which means she must be broken in more… delicate ways. And this sledgehammer-blow delivered through 'incest' would help break her old ways and usher in the new ways…'
'In other words, he broke mom's resistance using me, while using both of us to break Rossweisse's old sensibilities…' Ravel felt quite eltated on how close she had become to the disguised dark master, that he'd use her in his plans to such an extent. 'I love you, master…'
Momon merely put up a grand act of looking a bit bothered by Ravel nuzzling the breasts of her mother in front of him, yet she knew that inside the innocent expression lied monster beyond measure and strategist without equal…
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