Sheila looked very different from how Asmodeus remembered. Her glossy and beautiful hair shone like the night sky, now dry and brittle with split ends. Her fair and creamy complexion looked pallid and pale and it was obvious she lost quite some weight despite being light as it was.

Yet despite this, Sheila''s eyes were still vibrant with the desire to live. Their colour was now pitch black after losing the blessing of the goddess, almost like a curse devoid of any light. However, Asmodeus didn''t mind about something like that. It just proved to him she was no longer affiliated with the goddess Lumina.

''She really looks horrible right now.''

Her eyes narrowed, looking at Asmodeus with a sense of fear, but the lingering hope in her heart stopped her from giving up. Sheila''s body adjusted, recovering from the fearful action of him hitting the wall.

''Ah... He looks so different. His face shines with life, and his eyes are deep and piercing. As if he can see into my soul and knows all the sins I have committed.''

"What can you do, as you are? Without the blessing of a goddess or an apostle. You are just a weak priestess, unable to offer me anything. Why should I let you stay with me?" He growled while walking towards Sheila, pushing her to the bed and gazing down from above her, Sheila''s weak arms above her head as she felt too sore to move.

Her thoughts were interrupted, and she became shocked at this new position he put them in.

''What do I do? What can I say to make him accept my words?!'' Her thoughts were filled with constant doubts and questions towards herself.

"Lord... Lord Asmodeus... I am sorry-"

"I don''t need your apology. Tell me what you can do as a priestess."

A quick interruption shocked her once again as if to cut the past grace off with no mercy, making Sheila''s tears fall to the side. Sheila felt ashamed of herself for believing this to be easy and that she could take her spot back after being yelled at and sobbing a little. Her weakness was on full display with no dignity left.

"I can you healing magic... and bless my allies, if we face the undead... then I can smite them," she said with conviction despite her weak body, "I would die for you willingly at any time and even kill those who are against you. No matter how many times you hurt me, I will not hold it against you."

"You expect to do that as you are now? I could kill you with a slap. The enemies we face would eat you without a second chance."

Asmodeus closed his eyes. Over the past four months, even the knights were slowly exposed to his blood. After their agreement and permission, The entire group began to intake the blood of Asmodeus once a week.

Thanks to this, their strength began to increase beyond normal humans, though they didn''t transform into demons or become monsters. Their bodies, if cut open, would be no doubt different from a normal person—their bones, blood, and muscles are all likely closer to demons than humans.

''Well, even those who could barely use magic before were now stronger and had more mana than the average mage.''

"..." Sheila remained silent. She couldn''t say anything at all. What could she say when she was this weak, unable to resist at all?

''Why is this so hard? I never should have accepted her offer. If I knew that, I would meet everyone... Things would be different!''

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"Can you give me everything, devote yourself more than you would have the goddess?"

''It''s taste... is so sweet... and delicious.''

There was a sudden shock in her eyes that widened, and as the thick blood began oozing down her throat, she began drinking to survive.

"Ngh.... Mmmph?!"

This action caused the eyes of Asmodeus to glow brightly as the connection between them both began forming. However, there wasn''t only one effect.

''It hurts... something is strange, my insides feel hot...''

Unlike the other women, Sheila wouldn''t surpass him, and she couldn''t evolve without his permission. If she tried to hurt any of his women, then she would be tormented by the blood inside her body and die an agonising death.

"Sheila, you will become a demon, my demon and will never betray me."

''Though if she earns back everyone''s trust, I can remove these negatives if needed.''

Asmodeus wondered what type of demoness she would become. Because with other demons, it was related to their talent, skills and desire. However, he didn''t give the same benefit to Sheila. The demon she would become was only related to her talents and not her desire.

Her body suddenly contorted in pain, a black aura exploding around her frail form. The transformation into a demon took shape slowly as her bones began to crack, the sound like firecrackers erupting. A slow scream escaped her lips before she collapsed, writhing in agony.

"Haah... No! Stop... It Hurts! Help... someone help me...."

Asmodeus did nothing except place his hand on her head.

As Sheila''s soul and mind became flooded by his power like a flash flood, it tore apart the lingering remains of divine power and her shattered blessing of Lumina, which the goddess had given her, even though it was currently dormant and less than a fraction of its former amount.

"Asmodeus.... I can''t.... I''ll die!"

The blood from Asmodeus didn''t care and began to devour everything, the body of Sheila slowly being wrapped in a cocoon of pure black, pulsating energy that seemed like thousands of hands were trying to claw their way out.

Slowly, Sheila''s consciousness drifted away in exhaustion as the pain subsided after some time.

He could only watch her with a cold gaze, the pretty face fading into the cocoon as it sealed her inside. "Sleep, if you wake up, we will talk..."

Although the loud sounds of her body deforming and transforming continued. Asmodeus didn''t show any concern, nor did his face change as he sat on the bed beside the cocoon.

Well, he could remove these shackles if she ever earned his trust...

''It depends how she behaves, however...''