A few months later, at Arcne’s Fortress.
“Goddess has changed so much.”
One of the servants, a lower demon, mumbled.
These days, the atmosphere in Arcne’s Fortress was unusual. The reason was very simple; their master Arcne had shown a significant change.
“Watch your words. Even if she’s human, she’s not someone we lowly demons should speak of.”
Arcne transformed overnight, and it was only natural for the servants below to be confused with their master’s change.
“Could it be that she was subjected to necromancy? If we think she received a new soul in her body… this much change could be somewhat understandable.”
At the servant’s muttering, another servant shook his head.
“That’s nonsense. The goddess is a soul personally appointed by the Demon Lord. If that soul were sold via necromancy, there would be a tremendous punishment.”
“But the change is this big. She’s been training all day and absorbing the Yin energy of maidens to their limit.”
“That’s right. And that’s not all. She’s been finding every poisoned creature in the demon realm and devouring them all.”
Immunity to all poisons.
It meant being able to withstand any poison without being harmed, but looking at Arcne’s current disposition, it didn’t seem impossible after all.
Of course, the training process was beyond imagination.
To overcome a specific poison, one must go through the process of becoming accustomed to it, and pain was inevitable; if one wasn’t careful, they could easily lose their life.
It was truly a will that approached madness.
“Maybe it’s a good thing. Having our master grow endlessly and become stronger is better than having no will at all…”
Originally, the servants were extremely businesslike and did not engage in casual talk, but today, they spoke quite a bit.
Arcne’s change was that shocking.
“What was the achievement of the previous goddess?”
“Well, they said she commanded an entire legion at age eight, and looking at Arcne’s current achievements, that doesn’t seem impossible. Maybe even greater…”
It was at that moment when they were busily chatting.
Thud—!
The door swung open violently, and heavy footsteps began to echo through the space.
Thud, thud—!
How much strength was put into those legs for the sound to be this loud? It was obvious a high-ranking individual had arrived, so the servants quickly lined up.
Soon, the identity of the visitor was revealed.
One of the demons, Han-shin.
“…Goddess, where is the goddess?”
The voice was quite urgent, and there was anger mixed in it.
“The goddess is currently resting in her room…”
With a demon appearing and looking displeased, the servants could only bow their heads.
“Guide me at once.”
Following the servant’s prompt guidance, Han-shin arrived at the door of Arcne’s bedroom.
It would have been proper to knock, but his foot stepped forward first.
Bang—!
He kicked the door hard, but there was no response.
Bang—! Bang—! Bang—!
He kicked several more times, but Arcne showed her face faster than the door would break.
“Hey, Goddess!”
Crash…
With a loud crash, the door shattered, revealing a scene where Arcne was stuck to a large spider silk on the wall. Her expression was utterly serene.
As if she didn’t even recognize a being like Han-shin.
“…”
Han-shin could only momentarily lose his words. Not because the situation was absurd, but because Arcne had changed so much. That was bizarre.
The figure of a girl no longer resembled a girl anymore.
The corners of her mouth, the tips of her eyes, her tongue, her breath… there was a lewd aura emanating from all of them, and her skin had turned even paler.
She looked far too different from just a while ago.
Han-shin eventually regained his senses and shouted.
“Goddess, are you pretending to be dead or what?!”
Only the servants trembled.
The one whose name was called, Arcne, was merely rolling around on the spider silk as if she was annoyed. She hadn’t even opened her eyes yet.
“…Yawn.”
Then, a sultry voice flowed out.
“I was dreaming of Ice Ghost. When I close my eyes, the vision is so vivid, but the moment I open my eyes, it scatters like sand. Should I keep living in dreams?”
The servants and even Han-shin were quite startled.
The previous Arcne would have been terrified and clasping her hands to Han-shin, but now it was different.
In just a few months, even her speech had completely changed.
“Hey, Goddess!”
Han-shin seemed even angrier now.
“I’ve been eyeing the City of Atra for a long time, and suddenly the Demon Lord says you’ve received the lordship? What kind of snatching is this?!”
“…Snatching?”
“Right!”
Han-shin shouted angrily.
“Everyone in the demon realm knows how much effort I’ve put into Atra. Yet you just gobble it up without a word? What rudeness is this?”
“Um…”
“Go tell the Demon Lord right away that you’ll give up the lordship. Unless you want to die by my hand.”
Arcne sighed heavily.
“Ah, what’s making such a racket?”
With a look that suggested it was utterly pitiful, Han-shin felt his sanity twist completely. The purple flame in its rightful place on his head ignited even more fiercely.
“…Has this girl gone mad? It’s time to deal with her.”
At that moment Han-shin raised a hand.
Zwoosh—!
A web infused with mana shot out even faster. In the blink of an eye, Han-shin was bound all over.
Creak—.
The spider silk tightened around Han-shin.
As if it were going to crush him right there.
“Cough… cough?!”
Han-shin was stunned by the speed and strength of it all.
He was already at the realm of immunity to all poisons.
His power had grown to a ridiculous level.
“Do I still look like a brat to you? Right?”
“Goddess, what is this….”
Creak—!
“Cough…! I get it. I understand…!”
“Hmph.”
Arcne casually tossed Han-shin out of the fortress like garbage.
A moment of silence.
Still, it was the duty of the servants to be wary of the high-ranking individuals. Some who couldn’t bear the suffocating silence opened their mouths.
“G-g-goddess. Should we prepare for energy intake?”
“Forget it.”
“If you wish, we can offer something else….”
“Didn’t I just say forget it?”
At that, everyone clamped their mouths shut.
There was one thing that must be strictly observed in the castle where Arcne resides.
That was to never disturb Arcne when she was wrapped up in contemplation about Ice Ghost.
Squeak—
The door closed again, making the bedroom completely dark.
Arcne began to gather the rapidly growing mana and thought only of one person.
“My Ice Ghost, my man, Ezekiel…”
Ezekiel.
Eagerly awaiting the day she would meet him.
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And now.
“…Arcne?”
Ezekiel muttered the name, dazed.
The shock was immense.
Originally, there was a princess born before the 1st Princess, Ether, in the imperial family, but she was handed over to the Demon Lord, and her record was thoroughly erased.
Since then, he had not heard a whisper about her.
“…”
Ezekiel examined the woman’s exterior once more.
Indeed, there was not a shred of resemblance to a princess.
Even though he had seen her as a baby last, her current appearance was far from royal.
Heavy makeup, thick lewdness.
The daringly deep dress revealed a spider tattoo on her nape.
Who could look at this and say she was a princess?
“…Are you really Arcne?”
Then Arcne smiled slyly.
“That’s right.”
“I’m the Arcne that Ice Ghost has been desperately searching for. Surprised by how I’ve grown?”
“…”
“Ah, but I suppose you thought of me as a ‘whore’ at first.”
Arcne nodded slightly.
“You’re not wrong. I’ve grown to become the dedicated whore for Ice Ghost. If there’s a look you desire, just say it. I’ll groom myself that way.”
She spoke such words casually, something unimaginable in any ordinary conversation. It was truly madness.
“The life on the continent hasn’t gone well, has it? Now, instead, I’ll rescue you, Ice Ghost. After becoming my husband, you’ll enjoy the demon realm for a long time.”
She even spoke of rescue. She truly intended to keep Ezekiel in the demon realm for life.
—O Goddess!
—May you glorify the demon realm even more!
Meanwhile, outside the waiting room, the sound of demons continued to chant. It seemed there was an overwhelming number of them.
“The noise is getting louder. They’re all rooting for our future sincerely. Shall we take a peek?”
Ezekiel glanced out the window.
Since the waiting room was high up, he could easily see below. The scene of demons gathered tightly, chanting glory was quite bizarre.
Ezekiel was about to say something.
“Shh. Just a moment.”
Arcne placed her finger on her lips.
“It seems they’ve arrived. Ice Ghost and I will arm in arm, as it’s almost time for us to march.”
“…Arrived? What has?”
“The noble ones of the demon realm who will bless us.”
Arcne smiled.
At the same time, Ezekiel also felt incredible mana swelling.
“The Demon Lord and the demons are all here.”
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