Men would always have their own little hobbies.
When you returned home after a busy day and were so tired that you wanted to just lie down on the street, a cute girl wearing a lace maid outfit would greet you at your door with a sweet smile.
"Master, welcome home. Would you like to eat first, or take a bath first, or …"
Cough — cough — all men would understand the rest.
I admit that I was a complete maid lover, but a man should always have some hobbies!
"If a man isn't a pervert, can he still be considered a normal man!?"
Back in the day, I confidently said this and asked Eliza to "welcome me" and "wake me up" every day. Of course, it was the healthy version. What could I possibly do when I was just a skeleton? However, I would never forget the icy expression in her eyes when she looked at me. What followed was an entire month of cold violence.
In fact, in order to make her obediently wear a maid outfit every day, not only did I threaten her with raising me, I even nearly kneeled down and hugged her legs … Cough — cough — did I say anything?
From a certain standpoint, fine, from a gentlemanly standpoint, Eliza's "education" was a complete failure.
"I really don't understand. She was clearly so cute and obedient when she was young. How did she become an iron virgin like Marguerite when she grew up?"
All these years, apart from when she was still a little girl, she would always do whatever I told her to do. She would always smile sweetly and say things like "Welcome home, Master" or "Master, be careful on your way home." But when she became slightly more mature, her childhood memories became a dark history that would immediately go berserk whenever I mentioned them.
Now, the familiar iciness in her silver eyes had melted. She lifted her skirt and said my favorite line in her sweet voice. She was perfect in both appearance and attitude. She was basically the perfect maid that I could only dream of. However, I felt chills running down my back as goosebumps appeared all over my body.
"This time, perhaps I'm really going to die …"
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Ten minutes later, I was lying in my home's courtyard and enjoying myself. I felt even more dazed as I looked at the familiar scenery around me.
I wasn't some newbie who had never seen anything grand before. I had seen many domains and environments, and I had also seen more than a hundred Soul Worlds that were incredibly different from reality. However, the old residence before me was exactly the same as what I remembered. It was completely real.
The Black Pearl Grapes growing on the grapevine behind him were rare magical plants. They were bitter and unpleasant to eat, but when brewed into wine, not only would they taste abnormally delicious, they would also have the miraculous effect of suppressing souls. Furthermore, they were an extremely rare magic potion ingredient.
Black Pearl Wine was one of the few "foods" that high-level undead could enjoy.
In order to successfully grow it, I had spent a lot of effort. This garden was set up for it, but if I moved it away from its original location, it would have instantly withered. But now, those small and black grapes were exactly the same as in my memory.
The most incomprehensible part wasn't the magical plant itself, but the rack under the grapevine.
The leftmost pillar had over a hundred knife cuts on it. That was the path of a certain someone's growth. And now, it was exactly the same as it had been in the past.
The appearance of an illusion and the projection of a Soul World would have certain requirements for the controller. Only the controller would know and remember things in their Soul Worlds. Even if things weren't like that in reality, as long as one's obsession was strong enough, one would be able to change reality.
But looking at it from a different perspective, if the controller didn't know and didn't pay attention, they would naturally miss out on such things.
The familiar bitter taste of Requiem Wine danced on the tip of my tongue. Requiem Wine was poisonous to the living, but I sank into my memories.
There were many small details that Eliza couldn't possibly have noticed back in the day, but now they were all right in front of me. It was as if she was truly in control of the world. I had never even heard of such an ability before. The current Eliza was becoming more and more unfathomable to me …
"Stop guessing. This is my old residence in Sulfur Mountain City. I took a trip there and directly brought it out."
"Cough, cough! You should've told me earlier. I almost choked to death. "
I spat out a mouthful of blood. At this moment, only the word "embarrassment" could be seen on my face.
After I calmed down and took one last look at this familiar scenery, I felt even more reluctant to leave. How could this girl be so wasteful? Wouldn't everything be destroyed if we started fighting? This was my old home.
That's right, if we started fighting, I knew from the moment I saw Eliza that it would be impossible for things to end peacefully. Not only had I been tricked, I had been tricked by the person I trusted the most.
But some things still had to be faced in the end …
"Eliza, no, Cynthia, when did you start to ally with Cavendish!?"
I laughed as I asked this question with anger in my voice. I hoped for a negative answer, but sometimes, reality was so cruel.
The Eliza before me was far more powerful than any Main God I had ever met. There was only one possibility for her inconceivably powerful strength.
She, Eliza, was the victorious Chaos Girl. She was the new Chaos Goddess Cynthia.
Cavendish was hunting Chaos Girls in order to have the chosen Chaos Girl become the true Cynthia and obtain the power of the Creator Goddess. I had originally thought that the chosen Chaos Girl would be one of the Devil Lords, Harloys' mother, or Leona.
After all, a Chaos Girl becoming Cynthia wasn't a personality change. Rather, it was an individual who had devoured another Main God using the law of the jungle to improve in all aspects. If I had been in Cavendish's position, I would naturally have helped my own people benefit.
But now, Eliza had become the new Cynthia. There was only one explanation for this.
"After the War of the Hades, he came to find me, and we formed an alliance based on certain benefits. To be honest, your younger brother is much easier to deal with."
I finally understood why Eliza had been missing for so long recently. Once the Chaos Girls began hunting, the rapidly evolving Eliza would naturally expose everything if she appeared in front of me.
In that case, the betrayal had been going on for at least ten years.
Perhaps a lot of information hadn't been leaked by the Chaos Abyss Bloodline Kings. Perhaps my secretary was the highest-level spy in the Chaos Abyss.
I became more and more confused, and even angry.
Common benefits? What common benefits would Cavendish and Eliza have? Opening the Dimensional Door would be a good thing for a bastard like Cavendish who loved to see the world in chaos. But what benefits would Eliza gain? Did she forget all the Law that I had taught her back in the day? Did she understand that becoming a demon would make her agree with demons' foolish worldview and the law of the jungle?
"Your younger brother feels that you'll be a hindrance, so he wants to restrict you, especially since he knows what you intend to do. As for me, what do you think I want the most?"
Eliza was sitting in front of me. Her cheeks were red from the alcohol that she wasn't used to drinking. A cool breeze blew past, and her long silver hair flowed in the wind.
However, I was rather astonished by her words.
I paused. What Eliza wanted? Perhaps I had never thought about it before.
"What do you want? Ever since we were young, I've given you anything you wanted. If you need anything, you can just tell me directly!? What can Cavendish give you? "
"Roland."
"What?"
Why was she calling my name at this time? However, the silly cat's claws on my head were causing my scalp to hurt.
"You've probably never thought about why I'm willing to give up everything to follow you."
I sank into contemplation upon hearing this. Perhaps it was because I was already used to her following me, but I had indeed never thought deeply about the reason for her loyalty.
She still spoke in a calm tone, but the trembling of her wine glass revealed the excitement in her heart.
Eliza took a deep breath and decided to tell me everything.
"Ruling the world? Saving the world? The law of honor? Undefeatable power? What meaning do all these things have to a woman? Why do you think a woman like me would risk my life so much, to the point of entering the Chaos Abyss and even devouring a disgusting demon's heart? "
Even if I was a pig, I should have an answer by now. However, I was unable to accept such an answer.
"Idiot, I'm a woman. Of course what I want is a woman's happiness. Roland, Cavendish's promise is to give Roland to me forever, eternally, and only … And now, you've come as expected. "
Harloys' face was filled with a mysterious blush of embarrassment. However, my current expression was filled with the word "embarrassment".
"As I expected …"
The silly cat's sigh seemed like a belated statement.
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