Volume 2, Chapter 96 – Discipline

“Quick! Run! If we don’t run now, it’ll be too late!”

“Save… save me! I don’t want to die!”

“Clear the way! I am Viscount Arke! You lowly commoners better move aside right now!”

“Quick! Father, forget the property! If we don’t run, we’ll either die at the hands of those cultists or become food for the Abyssal Demons!”

…

As the sky was obscured by the Blood Butterflies, the black Shadow Essence clashed violently with the overwhelming swarm. The ripples of the aftermath made everyone in Windward City feel an unprecedented sense of pressure and fear. No one expected that demon king tier existences would actually appear above them.

Unparalleled terror surged into everyone’s hearts at this moment as no one wanted to die under the Abyssal Demon’s disgusting attacks. Guided by fear, everyone within Windward City began to flee frantically!

The city’s order completely collapsed at this moment because it wasn’t just the commoners fleeing. Under this terrifying pressure, many constables maintaining order and soldiers fighting the Divine Punishment Holy Church also began to consider retreating, with many even deserting their posts. Compared to the defenders, the members of the Divine Punishment Holy Church became increasingly excited after the demon king tier Abyssal Demon appeared!

In their eyes, the appearance of a demon king tier was the will of the Demon God! The Demon God had approved of their actions and sent a demon king tier Abyssal Demon to assist them in order to completely bury the entire Windward City!

Driven by this thought, the people of the Divine Punishment Holy Church fought with increasing bravery, and the situation became increasingly unfavorable for Windward City.

After kicking away a member of the Divine Punishment Holy Church, Sikta suddenly looked up at the sky in a hurry.

‘My God…’

Looking at the sky full of Blood Butterflies above Windward City and the black light clashing violently with them, he, as the leader of the Blizzard Knight Order, could hardly believe his eyes. His gaze was filled with disbelief and horror. At this moment, he was leading his troops to fight the nearby members of the Divine Punishment Holy Church while doing his best to evacuate the citizens.

However, Sikta was now drenched in cold sweat, his eyes full of anxiety.

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‘What do I do about this…’

Looking at the curtain covering the sky composed of Blood Butterflies and terrifying black light, Sikta couldn’t help but tremble. That heart-wrenching pressure undoubtedly belonged to a demon king tier Abyssal Demon. A demon king tier Abyssal Demon appearing inside the city was undoubtedly unprecedented bad news, and even worse, it came while Windward City was already under attack by the Divine Punishment Holy Church.

They were simply powerless to deal with another demon king tier existence! No, that wasn’t quite right; even one demon king tier appearance was likely enough to end them.

For this reason, once the magic barrier of the Sealed Domain was shattered, the people throughout the entire city who were already steeped in fear began to flee toward the outskirts like madmen. Staying in the city seemed to offer only a path to death.

Yet, now that the Marquis, his wife, and Lady Xia’er’s fates were unknown, how could he retreat alone?

However, upon realizing that the Marquis Mansion was directly beneath those two demon king tier Abyssal Demons, Sikta hesitated. His conviction told him he must save the Marquis, but his survival instinct constantly stopped his actions. Undoubtedly, Sikta was caught in an extremely conflicted state.

While conflicted, he was also incredibly confused.

‘Why are those two demon king tier entities fighting?’

Could they be fighting over which of them gets to eat the people of this entire city? It seemed normal for Abyssal Demons to clash over food. Looking at the sky mixed with blood-red and black, Sikta couldn’t help but think this to himself.

Just then, a strange yet familiar sound faintly reached Sikta’s ears.

“Ah!”

Hmm? A scream? And that voice sounded a bit like Lady Yuan’er?

For a moment, Sikta felt dazed and looked around in confusion. After observing for a while, however, Sikta did not see that petite figure he longed for.

‘Am I having auditory hallucinations?’

Just as Sikta thought this, the girl’s crying reached his ears again.

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“Waaaaah!”

‘What?! No way!’

Relying on his extraordinary hearing, Sikta looked up at the sea of Blood Butterflies in the sky in disbelief. If he heard correctly, was Lady Yuan’er’s crying coming from up there?

‘What on earth is going on?!’

A few seconds ago, as Yumo slightly released a portion of her power, countless Blood Butterflies obscured the entire sky of Windward City. They also enveloped her and Yuan’er within. After all, when conducting a mother-daughter exchange of opinions, it was best if outsiders didn’t watch.

As the saying goes, family scandals shouldn’t be aired in public. After repeated failed attempts at communication and facing Yuan’er’s extremely unfilial frontal assault, Yumo helplessly waved her hand.

The black light suddenly dissipated, and countless blood-red chains constructed from Shadow Essence burst through the air. They tied the berserk Yuan’er up securely, forcefully controlling her movements! Yumo then flickered instantly to appear behind Yuan’er.

Under the girl’s terrified gaze, Yumo raised the feather duster in her hand! Accompanied by the ripples of crimson light and the girl’s piercing ‘scream’, the feather duster swung down!

The first strike instantly dispelled all the black liquid surrounding Yuan’er. The second strike suddenly broke through Yuan’er’s protective power and the unknown black object covering her little bottom—it seemed to be armor constructed from the black liquid, though Yumo wasn’t entirely sure. The third strike hit the bullseye, landing right on Yuan’er’s fair and tender little bottom.

In an instant, an unprecedented sensation of pain surged into Yuan’er’s head. The girl’s tearful crying echoed across the sky.

Returning to the present, seeing the little girl crying so pitifully, Yumo, who already liked children, finally showed a look of reluctance. She gave up on the education after three strikes and even released the chains binding Yuan’er.

Once free, the little thing rushed to the corner of the Blood Butterfly perimeter without a word, putting distance between herself and Yumo. She trembled and sobbed uncontrollably.

However, judging by the regained light in Yuan’er’s heterochromatic eyes, the little sister had recovered her senses. Realizing this, Yumo slowly lowered the feather duster in her hand.

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“That was quite fast…”

After the other party successfully absorbed her essence blood and transformed into a demon king tier Abyssal Demon, a special bloodline connection was established between Yuan’er and Yumo. Under the influence of this bloodline, Yumo unconsciously felt a sense of wanting to look after the child.

A bratty child had their bottom smacked a few times by their mother for being ‘naughty’. Seeing Yuan’er curled up in the corner and shivering, Yumo still felt a twinge of heartache and reluctance.

Heartache aside, Yumo also felt a bit of relief. It was truly rare for the child to regain her senses after only three hits. One should know that back then, that brat Li Mo had endured three hours of beating before breaking out of her frenzy. During that time, she even tried to attack Yumo multiple times, making Karina and the others want to step in and take over the beating.

This girl actually recovered so quickly.

‘Or rather… does the feather duster have a special effect?’

Looking at the divine artifact made from Li Yu’s tailbone feathers in her hand, Yumo couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow playfully. However, Yumo soon frowned again because she noticed that when she raised the feather duster, Yuan’er clearly showed a look of fear. Tears fell like broken pearls.

It felt as if she had some kind of psychological trauma.

‘Sorry,’ Yumo thought with a guilty expression. She immediately waved her hand, and a crimson spatial gate opened. Under Yuan’er’s anxious gaze, the feather duster was slowly retracted into Yumo’s internal space.

Seeing the feather duster disappear, Yuan’er couldn’t help but sigh in relief, and her crying began to subside. Clearly, the disappearance of the feather duster gave her a sense of security.

Seeing that the pink-haired girl’s defensiveness had decreased, Yumo slowly floated in front of the little thing, escorted by Blood Butterflies and crimson Shadow Essence. She reached out and rubbed the girl’s small head.

“I’m sorry, girl. I did this to make you wake up as quickly as possible. Here, this bottle is the Elven Race’s healing Holy Medicine, Tears of Nature. Apply it, and you’ll heal very soon.”

“Wuwuwu~”

Nodding aggrievedly, the little girl took the potion Yumo handed over. Seeing that she wasn’t resisting, Yumo breathed a sigh of relief.

“Does it still hurt? Do you need me to help apply the medicine?”

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“N-No, I don’t… I don’t need help…”

After lowering her head and clutching the medicine bottle, Yuan’er pouted her cute little mouth. Since she didn’t agree, Yumo didn’t say anything more.

“So, little one, do you still recognize me?”

“…You?…”

“Yes.”

“…”

Hearing Yumo’s words and that familiar voice, Yuan’er gradually stopped crying and slowly looked up. At the same time, the little girl reached up to wipe the tears from her eyes. As the tears were wiped away, the originally blurry black figure became clear. Yumo’s exquisite face and her smile full of maternal affection were gradually revealed to Yuan’er.

Looking at that familiar face and meeting those crimson eyes, scenes from the moment of life and death surfaced in Yuan’er’s mind. A terrifying sense of oppression and the fear of death surged into Yuan’er’s heart, leaving the pink-haired girl stunned in place for a long time.

After a moment, Yuan’er hurriedly checked her body, especially the spot where she had been shot. However, there was no wound there anymore, only smooth and tender skin. Simultaneously, touching her chest, Yuan’er could still feel the beating of her heart.

The frequency of the beating seemed a bit unusual. But that wasn’t important; what was important was…

‘Am I still alive?’

While murmuring to herself internally, Yuan’er looked at her small hands in disbelief. And the person who saved her…

“You… you’re the Goddess Big Sister from that time!”

Yumo: ‘Huh?! God… Goddess??’