In the midst of thoroughly enjoying herself with her Master, the sudden appearance of a lowly human had ruined the mood, plunging Liliss's spirits into the gutter in an instant.
She'd been so absorbed that she hadn't even noticed the pest creeping right up to them.
Or perhaps the pest's presence was just that insignificant.
After all, no one could be expected to pay attention to every insignificant fly buzzing around at the edge of their vision.
It had been flowing perfectly toward the finish, and then, of all things...
Without letting her Master know, she unleashed a torrent of murderous intent far beyond what any mere human could withstand.
The pest collapsed to the ground because of it, but that was none of Liliss's concern.
Not satisfied with that, she extended a hand slightly toward the pest.
Just as she clenched her fist to finish him off, her Master suddenly pulled out a potion and poured it over the wound.
"Master?"
She stared vacantly at her Master's blood—sweet as fresh fruit juice she hadn't fully savored—being washed away by the potion.
'Ahh... So disappointingly wasted...'
Thanks to her Master's mysterious abilities, she could secretly drain blood without issue.
Even so, always cautious about "what ifs," Liliss had been restraining herself and sipping slowly.
Unable to pass up the chance to drink without sneaking around, she'd been savoring every drop, and now regret filled her face.
Moreover, remembering her Master's promise of a special night, she'd playfully touched his chest.
The reaction had been so amusing that she'd gotten carried away tormenting his nipples.
Using a technique she'd only read about in an erotic novel she'd bought out of budding curiosity about sex long ago, never actually trying it until now.
'And just now... we almost did that, right here...?'
The spark had finally ignited in her dusty maiden heart, neglected for so long...
She wanted to pout a little, but her Master's firm expression banished the thought.
"Let's head home right now, Liliss."
His voice, thick with sticky desire, lit a new flame in her heart.
The fading embers roared back to life, swelling uncontrollably into an inferno.
'Mmm~ Right. It's my first time, after all. Doing it outdoors would be a bit much.'
Finishing that thought, Liliss coldly eyed Isaac Bahren, who now occupied an irritating corner of her vision and was on the verge of wetting himself.
'Can't kill him just yet. My first time is so close—I can't risk bad luck.'
His life was already in her grasp anyway.
After the deed was done, basking in the afterglow in her Master's arms, gazing lovingly at her adorable Master with joy in her heart.
As celebratory champagne, she'd burst the pest's heart.
And kill him.
Congratulations, pest. Your death won't make the history books, but it'll be worth remembering.
For serving as substitute champagne for this Liliss's celebration.
With that in mind, Liliss straightened her clothes and took her Master's outstretched hand.
Her face flushed naturally at the thought of their joint virginity-destruction operation, now truly in the countdown phase.
Dozens of years? No, centuries, perhaps.
Liliss figured this was the most tense she'd ever been, aside from when the Demon God had tried to kill her.
No, back then it was more shock than tension—her life had been in danger, after all.
'My heart's pounding even faster than it did then...'
Worried her pulse might transmit through their clasped hands,
Liliss, uncharacteristically shy, bowed her head and stared at the ground.
A protruding stone caught her eye—shaped just like her Master's nipple from moments ago.
And that elongated rock over there...
Whoosh!
Feeling her face heat up, Liliss secretly fanned herself with her empty hand to cool off.
Glancing at her Master's profile, he looked more urgent than ever.
Yet he was matching his pace to hers, for the sake of his "delicate" companion.
I'm not the fragile one—the human in front of me is.
So why did he look so reliable?
Liliss couldn't figure it out.
So she simply entrusted her body to him.
Chin.
'Vampire Liliss. As of today, bids farewell to her, uh, virginity.'
For ages, no human had ever made Liliss this tense.
Having achieved a world-shaking feat, Yuha could only scream internally about sex.
'Gonna thrust my dick into Liliss's pussy—squish, stab, plunge, stab-squish!'
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The aftermath of the abruptly ended battle left Gloria and Mimi walking back to Dungeon City Argon in silence.
More precisely, Gloria was utterly unperturbed, while Mimi fidgeted restlessly.
To think the one she'd attacked so recklessly was another of her Master's possessions...
Mimi grew despondent at the thought of damaging her Master's property without permission.
'Is Mimi a bad girl-nya...? That's why Master will abandon Mimi...'
Startled by her own thought, Mimi shook her head vigorously.
'N-No, not abandon-nya...'
But Mimi knew.
The day her Master had vanished, leaving just enough money for her to get by and a note saying "Sorry. Goodbye."
In her desperate search, she'd run into a certain man.
Recalling he'd exchanged greetings with her Master a few times, she grabbed him and demanded her Master's whereabouts.
He'd let a flicker of realization show before sadly recounting their conversation.
Perhaps out of carelessness—knowing she was a fox beastkin who stayed home—or due to his biases about beastkin leading to this mess, he'd spilled everything as atonement.
But he shouldn't have.
Meeting Mimi, isolated from the village, proved fatal.
Enraged that his words had driven her Master away, Mimi tore him apart without leaving even a human shape—just shredded red meat.
Even that was devoured by monsters drawn by the blood, making him a village missing person forever.
Having just reached adulthood, the vengeful power of her slain kin awakened within Mimi, rendering her beyond a mere adventurer's league.
That power had caused her abnormal growth from the start.
"Master... Master..."
The sole reason she'd unconsciously headed to Yagon Great Plains instead of massacring the village in uncontrollable rage:
Fear that slaughtering humans would make her Master abandon her forever.
That was it.
Indiscriminately butchering visible monsters made her grow at absurd speed.
And perhaps due to her Yin Seal link with Yuha,
Though not to his extent, his regeneration influenced her too—granting endless stamina, no fatigue, no wounds. No monster there could handle a fox beastkin harboring such power.
Thus she earned the nickname "Beast"—a witnessing adventurer dubbing her rampage beastly itself.
But as time passed, realizing her Master's special regeneration extended to her, Mimi halted her frenzy just before total madness.
"Mimi hasn't been abandoned yet-nya!"
For over a year out of her mind, when sanity returned, her search lagged due to deep-seated anxiety.
"What if he really abandoned Mimi because he hates her-nya...?"
Never seeing her Master again? Unthinkable.
But confirming he'd truly discarded her? Worse than death.
So she'd wandered Yagon Great Plains, avoiding people, venting on innocent monsters.
Terrified of learning what she dreaded through them.
That backstory explained why even fearless Blood Minotaurs fled Gloria and Mimi.
To them, she was an unending nightmare.
Drifting west for nearly a year landed her in Dungeon City, where she met Gloria.
'Master said apologize for mistakes-nya! When Mimi broke the flowerpot playing, she apologized right away and Master was happy-nya!'
Short on thought but swift from thought to action, Mimi blurted,
"You're Gloria-nya?!"
"Yes. That's right."
"Mimi did wrong-nya! Mimi almost broke Master's possession without permission-nya! Forgive Mimi-nya..."
"It's fine. As Master's slave, smelling his scent on a stranger would excite anyone."
Forgiven so quickly!
Gloria's stock soared in Mimi's heart.
Feeling kinship as fellow slaves—no distance needed—Mimi's affection surged, and she immediately asked what had puzzled her.
Mimi couldn't hold back curiosity; she was a beastkin brimming with it.
"But why do you call Master 'Master'-nya?"