Chapitre 335: The Abyssal Meeting

"So you've returned to me," Lilith said, tapping her fingers on her desk. "How was your vacation, Iliana?" 

"Odd," Iliana admitted, on one knee.

"Odd, you say," Lilith repeated as a tightness stretched across her jaw. "You took up a disciple, yet you say it was odd." 

Iliana looked up for the first time. Her starry red eyes turned wide. "Disciple? I have a disciple? When did that happen?" 

Damaris and Eroma exchanged stunned glances. 

"How'd that happen, Master?" Iliana curiously asked. 

Lilith groaned, cupping her face. "No wonder I didn't learn of this nonsense. You were ignorant yourself. Your clone must not have been created by our blood but something else. No wonder I didn't realize." 

"Wait! Wait! Wait!" Eroma said. "I'm confused. What just happened?" 

Iliana looked at Eroma and tilted her head. "You're allowing men into your court now?"