CHAPTER 233: [LILITH WANTS TO SLEEP] - SILVANUS’S PART (19)

"The sky is getting darker, Alice, do it," Silas said seriously.

Alice pressed her lips together and nodded.

Right at that moment, a mischievous voice suddenly rang out:

"My dear friends, what are you trying to do? The deadline has arrived, yet why is this sunflower field still so lush?!"

Lilith approached from afar with a teddy bear in hand, each step rhythmic and cheerful as if she wasn’t angry.

At this moment, she had returned to her childlike appearance. However, the outfit she wore today was identical to the one she had worn on the ship in the last dungeon.

A red pinafore, beneath the night sky like a streak of glowing blood.

She was getting closer and closer.

Silas and Cocona could feel the curse on their bodies stirring. It seemed to want to spread further, then burst into real flames, burning them all to ash!

Alice quietly retreated.

Her power had always been used only for healing. She didn’t know why it was like this now, but she was certain her power was evolving.

If it could make her feel pain, even if she was in a dream, it could wake her up.

Do it, Alice, do it!

Alice shut her eyes tightly, brought her hands together before her chest, and a gentle green light swiftly wrapped around her entire body.

Lilith, who had been confronting the others, suddenly seemed to catch a scent. She smiled, her expression completely unfitting for that adorable face. Her voice turned cold:

"Looks like a rat slipped through the net."

The moment she finished, the sound of whistling wind filled the air. The sunflowers, which should have been still at night, suddenly began to move.

Their stems stretched out, their blossoms splitting open into rows of jagged teeth, writhing without pause—a sign they were about to attack!

And their target was clear. The moment they appeared, they lunged straight at Silvanus and Alice!

Silvanus stood still, emerald eyes reflecting the ever-nearing sunflowers.

Drake’s speed was incredible, but Lilith was even faster—perhaps because she was already standing beside Silvanus...

Lilith raised her hand, and in an instant, red energy wrapped around the attacking sunflowers.

They didn’t even have a chance to resist. At once, they withered and collapsed like a pile of useless water, unable to move an inch more.

Lilith arched a brow and sneered:

"Get lost. I already said it, only one rat slipped through."

With that, the little girl turned her head toward Silvanus. In the blink of an eye, her body transformed, suddenly tall and mature, her outfit shifting with a dazzling crimson glow into a stylized princess gown that flaunted seductive curves.

She lifted Silvanus’s chin with one hand, lips curling into a satisfied smile:

"Don’t worry. You’re mine—no one would dare to attack you."

Then she leaned down, as if to kiss him, but Silvanus quickly turned his head so that her lips only brushed the corner of his mouth.

[AAAAAAAA unacceptable, unacceptable, I should’ve been there, Lilith, get lost!]

[I haven’t even been kissed by the Queen yet—Princess, do you know I’ve been your fan for ten years?!]

[Can’t tell whether to be jealous of Silvanus or jealous of Lilith...]

[Only the CP shippers are happy—my ship has kissed, they’ve already gone to bed, and tomorrow they’ll be married!]

[Gone to bed?!]

[But why did Silvanus dodge? Just go with a French kiss, and everyone will be happy!]

[Because Silvanus doesn’t like it, maybe? Love from one side shouldn’t be expected to be returned, haha.]

[I heard priests must keep themselves pure; their bodies already belong to the gods. Silvanus, when you return, Nerio will punish you!]

[Hahaha, someone wrote ten fics at once—three gods taking turns punishing Silvanus. Who gets it? A whole lake’s worth of spit everywhere.]

Silvanus: "..."

Unfortunately, what you’re hoping for won’t happen, because I’m playing all four roles myself.

Silvanus had always loved himself, always thought he was handsome and perfect—that much was obvious—but he had never considered self-consumption. Recently, these comments had gotten so intense that he didn’t even dare to be narcissistic anymore. Truly terrifying...

Lilith’s gaze on Silvanus darkened slightly, but the obsession she couldn’t let go of was even more overwhelming. Aggrieved, she tightened her grip on his chin; Silvanus was sure it had left a red mark.

"You’re with me, so who else could you be thinking of?!"

Her voice dropped into a harsh whisper:

"Is it that stunted little bastard who uses gemstones?!"

Silvanus’s eyes flew wide—his first reaction was that Lilith knew!

The following reaction was sheer panic: The viewers on the continent didn’t hear that, right? The ones in the comment section didn’t hear that, right?!

At the same time, his eyes toward Lilith were no longer calm and detached.

Lilith noticed this. Her eyes widened, about to say something, when the sound of rushing wind came from behind. Drake shot forward like an arrow, the few scales left on his body glinting as black flames began to blaze from the tip of his blade. He looked ready to transform once more.

This time, he had made up his mind to bring an end to this entire dungeon.

Lilith could feel the growing heat pressing closer. Narrowing her eyes, she smiled, making no move to dodge.

But just then, Silvanus suddenly broke free from her grasp, yanked her behind him, and stepped forward—straight into the path of Drake’s blade descending at blinding speed.

Drake: "!"

His eyes widened; clearly, he hadn’t expected Silvanus to act this way. The black fire on his blade instantly vanished as he used all his strength to redirect the weapon elsewhere!

The blade crashed down only a few centimeters from Silvanus, slamming into the ground so hard that the entire length of the weapon was swallowed up. A deep crack split across the floor, as if about to instantly cleave the candy house in two.

Drake furrowed his brow, his eyes burning a deep red. Even as his blood boiled painfully from abruptly redirecting his attack, he swallowed the blood rising in his throat, stepped forward, and grabbed Silvanus by the collar. He roared like an enraged dragon:

"What the hell are you doing?! You’re protecting this monster?! Do you think I won’t kill you, you bastard?!"

With every furious shout, more blood burst from his throat, spilling down the corner of his mouth. His condition was wretched, yet still he clutched Silvanus’s collar, refusing to let go, as if demanding an explanation.

[......]

[...this is such a dog-blood drama: the husband bewitched by a mistress, just about to get into bed with her, when the lawful wife shows up to catch them! Who could have guessed—the husband shields the mistress, the wife is furious beyond words, but one look at her husband’s handsome face, and in the end she can’t bring herself to strike!]

[Hahaha the one above is killing me—but why is Drake the lawful wife? Switch it around. I want Lilith to be the main wife!]

[But still, Drake... you diverted your strike midair...]

[Well, that’s tsundere for you—never admitting to anything.]

[But seriously, is Silvanus planning to stay here and marry Lilith? Look at Lilith’s face, she looks like she’s about to soar joyfully.]

[I swear she’s climaxing already, those sticky eyes are way too much.]

[So it’s mutual now, right? Lilith and Silvanus? Out of all the ships I’ve supported, is one of them finally about to become real?]

Lilith narrowed her eyes, her face flushing red, the curve of her smile stretching so far it seemed about to split her cheeks apart.

She was overjoyed—genuinely overjoyed. My god, truly? Silvanus had just protected her.

Mmm, this divine aura—so fragrant, hahaha, I’m going to lose my mind.

Lilith leaned forward, inhaling deeply, pressing her face against Silvanus’s back. She could feel his spine suddenly stiffen, but that only made her all the more delighted.

These people should die. Every last one of them should die. Then this place would become a world belonging only to her and Silvanus, where they could kiss and do much more.

Silvanus didn’t hate her, not even when she became ugly. He would surely love her even more as she was now.

In Lilith’s mind, she couldn’t help recalling Asta. Of course, if Silvanus only liked men, she could have that too. As long as Silvanus liked it, that was enough.