Chapter 121: The Gradually Becoming Degenerate Little Girl
Sophia instantly let out an intoxicated expression. She took a deep breath, the look in her eyes growing more and more unhinged.
"Ahaha~ Truly delicious. I'm having less and less resistance against this, Mas~~ter~~"
"If you don't want a beating, this farce ends right now," Shirazawa said, his voice entirely flat.
"Heh, I really can't do anything with you, can I?" Sophia let out a sigh, abandoning her thoughts of continuing to drain his blood.
Turning her head, she cast a deeply resentful look at the person beneath her. "If it were Wakaba, would you have made her stop?"
"...No." Shirazawa froze for a second, then shook his head.
"Oh, so that's how it is." Sophia wore a look of understanding.
"If it were Shiro, she wouldn't hurt me."
"...Heh." Sophia smiled. She sat up and wrapped her arms around Shirazawa, gently pressing her forehead against the side of his face. "I hate that answer."
Her voice was incredibly soft, yet it carried a trace of sorrow that was difficult to miss.
"Do you hate Shiro, or do you hate the answer?" Catching the underlying meaning hidden within her words, Shirazawa knit his brows.
"No."
"I am just incredibly jealous... It would be so wonderful if she could just disappear... That way, Master would belong entirely to me."
Sophia's voice remained exceptionally soft and gentle, sounding exactly like a lover whispering sweet nothings.
But...
Hearing her words, Shirazawa inexplicably felt a sudden chill. He immediately checked her skill list.
Good grief.
She had managed to grind the Ruler Skill all the way to maximum level. Her psyche had been completely warped by the skill–no wonder she was acting so unhinged. Ariel had mentioned before that the first generations' Ruler of
"Ah~ This mistress can feel Master's fresh blood coursing through her body. How wonderful... every single cell in my body is shivering... Please allow this mistress to eat a bit more~ Let this mistress fuse into one with Master, hehehe..."
With that, she eagerly leaned right back down, preparing to continue her feast.
"Hold on." Shirazawa finally reacted, forcefully pushing her away.
He absolutely had to put a leash on Sophia's desires, otherwise, a major disaster was bound to happen sooner or later.
"Hmph! Master, I suggest you lie down nicely, otherwise..." Sophia completely shed her previous charming demeanor, turning fierce and aggressive. At the same time, a crimson, eerie rune flashed across her pupils.
"I haven't thrown hands in a while, so you've grown arrogant, have you?" Shirazawa didn't even bother arguing with her. Countless strands of spider silk shot out in an instant, wrapping her up tightly and pinning her firmly to the bed.
"Ying ying ying! Master is so mean, actually daring to restrict this mistress's movements! I've decided–I am definitely going to punish you properly today..." Sophia thrashed around, trying to break free from the spider silk.
But no matter how hard she struggled, it was completely useless.
"Just stay there quietly. You're not going anywhere today." Shirazawa dropped those cold words and walked right out of the room.
"Ehehe! No classes today, hell yeah!" The exact second he stepped out of the bedroom, Sophia's incredibly excited voice echoed from inside.
Hearing this, Shirazawa opened the door once again. "Furthermore, I'll have the private tutor come straight to your room to conduct your lessons. Watch your step."
With that, he slammed the door shut.
"You bastard!" Sophia shrieked in pure exasperation. "I don't want to learn any of that stupid noble etiquette! Let me go, otherwise Lord Vampire Progenitor Sophia is going to get really angry!!"
"Tch~ Brat." Shirazawa let out a disdainful snort and headed straight down the stairs.
"Hmm?"
The moment he stepped into the lower hall, he spotted the delinquent youth, Bloe.
"What are you doing here again?" Shirazawa wasn't about to give any friendly looks to this interloper who was constantly trying to poach his girl.
"What do you mean 'here again'!"
"This is my house, you know! You guys are the guests here, right?"
"Do I need to report to you just to come home?"
"Seriously..."
Bloe looked ready to argue further, but the moment he remembered his actual objective for this trip, he forced himself to swallow his words. With a dark expression, he said, "Here~ Take this as an apology for my previous rude behavior."
"It's a gift for Ms. Shiro. Make sure you hand it over to her."
He tossed a bottle of premium, incredibly expensive-looking red wine onto the living room table. Then, his face flushing a deep crimson, he turned and beat a hasty retreat.
"Hmm?" Shirazawa looked at the bottle on the table, raising an eyebrow.
"What kind of play is this?"
"Asking me to deliver a gift for my own rival? And the recipient is my own wife?"
"What kind of bizarre logic is operating inside that brain of his?"
He muttered a few silent complaints, casually leaving the red wine right where it landed on the living room table without a single intention of helping him deliver it. Turning on his heel, he headed straight for the dining hall. Sophia had drained far too much of his blood; he was currently quite anemic and urgently required a massive mountain of food to restore his health bar and replenish his energy.
"Why hasn't Shiro returned yet?"
Even though the time flow in the alternative world was five times faster than Earth's, a whole day had passed here, meaning a several hours must have slipped by back on Earth, right?
"Does lodging a complaint with D really take this much time?"
The maids began serving massive portions of steak, and Shirazawa muttered to himself as he dug in with a ravenous appetite.
Meanwhile, back on Earth.
"Mgh~ These potato chips are way too delicious~"
"And this Coca-Cola soda is simply a fountain of pure joy!"
"This anime is amazing too. No wonder D loved keeping up with her shows so much."
"What kind of game is this? It looks completely different from the one D was playing..."
In front of the computer desk, the white-clothed girl was curled up in the comfortable gaming chair wearing cute pajamas, thoroughly enjoying every single luxury D used to indulge in. She had completely lost herself in the pleasure of slacking off.
"Strange, I feel like I'm forgetting some important matter I was supposed to handle."
"...Hmm... Oh well~ Can't remember, forget it~"
"I'll stay for just one more day. Just one day. I'll head back right after tonight."
Her porcelain-white, slender fingertips danced across the keyboard, a captivating smile resting on her lips. In any case, she had Shirazawa backing her up over there, so she didn't have to worry about the alternative world's status at all. If a crisis manifested that even Shirazawa couldn't handle, then returning early would just mean she'd be standing there staring blankly anyway.
Back in the alternative world.
Driving the Earth Wyrms day and night without a single pause, Merazophis finally reached his destination two days later.
Stretching out before him was a massive bandit stronghold, populated by an incredibly large number of outlaws. Merazophis had fully prepared himself for a grueling, bloody engagement. Deep down, he firmly believed that today was going to be an exceptionally brutal battle.
"Who goes there?!"
A sentry in the distance spotted the silhouettes of the Earth Wyrms and immediately blew the alarm horn. The horn blared, and the entire stronghold instantly burst into a chaotic frenzy.
"Monster invasion! A monster is attacking! Quick, inform the chief!"
"Kill them!"
A massive crowd of bandits brandished their weapons and charged outward. Seeing the incoming horde, Merazophis immediately swung his massive greatsword, instantly unleashing a storm of blood and severed limbs.
*Roar–!*
The Earth Wyrm bellowed, executing a massive leap forward and cleanly biting off the neck of the nearest bald, scarred bandit.
"Ah–!" The bandit let out a tragic shriek and collapsed into a lifeless heap.
Merazophis stood completely dazed on the spot.
*These guys... are incredibly weak...*
*Could they just be cannon fodder units? Sent out first just to drain our physical stamina?*
Merazophis could only conjure up this singular explanation. There was no way the enemy forces could be this pathetic; he had to heighten his vigilance and proceed with absolute caution.
However, a terrified, piercing shriek instantly shattered Merazophis's theories.
"Ah! A monster! It's a monster!"
"The chief just got one-shotted!!"
"Retreat! Fall back immediately!!"
*Huh?*
*The chief?*
Looking down at the bald, scarred man who had been instantly bitten to death by the Earth Drake in the opening second, Merazophis's mind was completely flooded with question marks.
*That was it?*
*Are they here just to perform a comedy routine?*
*Is this some high-level strategy of feigning weakness to catch us off guard later?*
Uh... alright, it turned out he had completely overthought things. On this exact day, Merazophis finally achieved a profound realization regarding just how terrifyingly broken his own strength truly was within the human world.
Roughly speaking... he was already operating at a level that could comfortably go fifty-fifty against the strongest humans on the entire planet.
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