CHAPTER 61: MEDUSA’S GOAL

Was this truly the life of a handsome man?

Ever since he was little, he had wanted to be truly handsome, after all on Earth, if you were handsome and hit all the right checks, You could get any woman you wished with minimum effort.

That was just life on Earth and it was similar to life here too, if you were attractive and strong, you had the women but wasn’t this a little too much?

Azel almost wanted to laugh at the thought, if he had been told that he would be picking women left and right in the past, he wouldn’t believe it.

But right now he couldn’t blame Medusa — even he would fall for the person who showed him genuine affection for the first time in two centuries.

That was how tragic her backstory was.

Although he didn’t know much about it, he knew the game provided some depth to her character, and she didn’t even know her full name, neither did the System.

But since she had a Bloodline related to spiders, Azel could guess that the contemplation that her father/mother was Human and the other was a monster could be correct, or there was a clan with this kind of bloodline and she was the last of them.

Medusa felt his hand slowly stroking through her hair, and an unbidden purr escaped her lips.

She couldn’t even remember the last time someone had held her like this. She had no experience with love.

No first kiss, no tender moments under the moonlihgt.

This... this warmth was the first time she had ever truly felt it.

And she had to admit... it was beautiful.

She could finally understand why young maidens in her world would willingly sacrifice themselves for their beloved. It had happened quite a few times in her time and each time she couldn’t understand why they would want to trade their lives for that of a man.

If she were in that position now, she would do it without hesitation.

Her chest rose and fell slowly, and she inhaled his scent again.

It made her feel hot, restless... almost like her body was already urging her to mate with him, to bear his children, to belong to him completely.

’I need to calm down,’ She thought to herself, ’You’re the Queen of Spiders and someone who nearly destroyed the world before you were defeated... What would your enemies think if they saw you flustered like a cute little girl?’

"You have soft hair, Meda," Azel said calmly.

A blush threatened to paint her pale cheeks — had she heard that right?

"W-w-what... w-w-w-what did you c-call me?" she stammered, the words nearly tangling on her tongue.

She had forgotten about composing herself.

"Meda," he said again with a small smile. "I shortened your name. Do you not like it?"

"N-n-no...! I l-l-love it—!" she stammered again, and her heart thumped wildly, faster than it ever had in battle.

This... this was a feeling no victory over an enemy could compare to.

"Ahem!"

The deliberate cough made Medusa stiffen instantly.

Edna.

She had been sitting not far from Azel earlier, quietly meditating.

Her mana presence was noticeable, not anywhere near Medusa’s level but she could tell from the subtle glances Azel had given her earlier that this woman was important to him.

It seemed this was her Master’s lover.

"Did you tell me to make my circle so I wouldn’t see you having the time of your life with another woman?" Edna asked, her tone sharp but not venomous.

Azel, however, didn’t even flinch.

"This is my new summon, Medusa," he explained evenly. "She’ll be acting as my personal maid from now on. Edna, please be nice to her. And having the time of my life? I’m just comforting her. Or... do you trust me so little?"

Medusa caught it — the subtle change.

Edna’s entire demeanor shifted in an instant, it took a complete 360.

"I-I see," she said, almost flustered. "It’s only natural for a woman to feel insecure when another woman is in the arms of her lover."

She extended her arms for a hug of her own but Azel waved her off.

"You know, you should head to the bathroom to cleanse the impurities," Azel said casually.

Edna glanced at herself, startled, as if just noticing the faint residue clinging to her mana channels. She had seen it quite a few times, whenever a mage broke through, their bodies dispelled impurities and made them look younger.

Without another word, she hurried to the bathroom.

"Be right back," she called, closing the door behind her.

Inside, she let out a sigh.

The woman in his arms, Medusa was dangerous. Not because of her looks, but because Edna could feel it now.

That immense mana output... and she hadn’t even formed a magic circle.

"Well... whatever," she muttered, washing the thought away for now.

Back in the room, Medusa eased slightly in Azel’s embrace... but her jealousy burned hotter than before.

That was his lover.

If only she had found Master earlier, maybe she would have been his first lover. Her heart clenched at the thought.

’Will Master even accept another lover?’ she wondered.

She shuddered slightly.

Strong men often took multiple wives, but... what if he was the type to stay loyal to only one? Would she be nothing more than a servant by his side forever?

"Master... was that your lover?" she asked at last, unable to hide the faint tremor in her voice.

"Yes," he replied simply.

Her grip on his sleeve tightened. "Master... if I wanted to be your lover... would you accept me?"

The silence stretched, heavy. Medusa felt her heart beginning to fracture —

"Of course," Azel said at last. "But... you’ll have to show that you’re very useful."

Her eyes widened.

Then they lit up like a fire sparking to life.

"Then I’ll be useful. The most useful person alive... so I can become worthy of being Master’s lover."

And then she hugged him tighter.

"I only belong to you Master, now and forever~"