Chapter 34: Saint fall (2) (2/2)
*Huff* *Huff* *Huff*
He nearly kneeled down, but since he was still holding Camelia in his arms, he did his all to not fall.
What does an ant feel when facing a human?
Sol once asked himself this question.
Back when he did so, he never really managed to reach an answer. After all, no matter what, he couldn't put himself in the place of an ant.
Now though? Now, he could perhaps understand their feelings.
No, it was way worse than that. Even the strongest human couldn't destroy the mind of an ant with a look.
In conclusion, in front of a goddess, he wasn't even fit to be called a bug.
It was truly a bitter thought. A sobering thought.
”Fufufu. You are the third man to see my face and not immediately become a slave to your desire. I am really impressed.”
Sol wasn't happy in the slightest. But it didn't matter. He lowered his head and spoke calmly.
”I am honored to face you. My Goddess.”
If he still didn't understand who she was at this point, then he should just kill himself.
This woman was a goddess. His goddess. The goddess of lust. Luxuria.
Thankfully, whatever she did, her voice didn't seem to melt his reason anymore and her face became obscured by a sort of veil.
”My, my my~! And you are polite to boot!! and so calm. Not even Mars's display was as good as your when he saw me for the first time.”
”I thank you for the compliment.” He answered as calmly as possible while inspecting his body. It was already beginning to heal so there was at least one good news.
It seemed that his father was one of the two before him who she mentioned. Well, it didn't really surprise him.
But, this wasn't the time to speak about that.
”Please goddess. Is it possible to cancel Camelia's ritual? I do not know what she asked for. But I do not think it's necessary.”
”Oh?” He couldn't see her face, but from the movement of her veil, it seemed that she had raised an eyebrow in wonder. ”Are you sure?”
”Yes.”
”Even if I tell you that one of her demands was for you to obtain a contract with a direct daughter of the sacred Phoenix?”
Sol's breath stopped short. A direct descendant of a divine beast. That one would be at the same level as his mother. At least in terms of pedigree. If he obtained such a contract, no one would doubt that he could reach a level close, similar, or higher than his father.
He didn't even have the time to answer before she continued,
”Even I tell you that she asked for your bloodline to be refined?”
*Thump*
His mother was the direct daughter of Tiamat. If his blood was refined. Him obtaining a core would go from an uncertainty to an absolute. Even without à contract, he would without a doubt grow into a powerhouse.
”Even if I tell you that she asked for you to have the right to obtain full access to the Astral world?”
Sol was shivering.
Not in joy.
Not in anticipation.
But in absolute fear.
'That crazy woman!!!'
Sol couldn't help but curse inwardly.
This world was dominated by the principle of contract and exchange.
Everything required a price.
Just how much would she have to pay for all those demands?
He nearly screamed in frustration but took a deep breath to calm himself.
All those things were extremely attractive. Obtaining any of them would be enough for him to wake up in the night and laugh out loud in joy.
But-
”Please. I ask you to cancel it.”
He gently put down Camelia's body before kneeling down and bowing with his head deep against the ground.
Saint fall stripped the Saint who used the spell of his blessing in exchange for the right to make a demand that went above the rules.
He didn't know just how much was allowed, but he was absolutely sure that the request of Camelia was above any Saint fall ever performed.
”I beg you. Please.”
Shame? Humiliation? Anger?
Sol felt none of that as he repeatedly begged Luxuria.
The women around Sol could pay everything to help him.
He could do the same.
”I see…” Luxuria drawled as she put a finger under her chin before tilting her head, mirth evident in her voice as she continued, ”But I refuse.”