The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies-Chapter 282: Dorothy’s Awakening
Adele and “Dorothy” stood before the sea of flowers, hesitant to take the next step. Adele had reason to believe that if there truly was a treasure buried in the Blood Secret Realm, it could only be here. But the giant mithril cross in the distance, and the woman praying before it, dead or alive, were too eerie. So, even if Adele had the desire, she didn’t have the courage to approach. She could only look expectantly at “Dorothy” beside her. Or rather... at Azathoth.
Azathoth seemed to be observing and analyzing the environment. Then, she lived up to expectations and manipulated Dorothy’s body, walking towards the depths of the sea of flowers. Perhaps there was something she wanted there. Or something she wanted to know. Despite being an outer god, Azathoth seemed to have some understanding of this world. At least, she must know something about the Blood Secret Realm.
Otherwise, she shouldn’t have known about the folded space, shouldn’t have known about this place. Thinking from this perspective, the reason why Azathoth signed a contract with Dorothy... was it really just because she recognized Dorothy, who had the bloodline of the Black Emperor? Or did she have other motives, and signing a contract with Dorothy was just a means to achieve that goal?
“...” Adele couldn’t help but worry about Dorothy. As expected, strength gained through one’s own training was the most reliable. Relying on others’ charity... would only make one controlled by others. In the end, one would lose control of themselves. Just like how Dorothy was now possessed by Azathoth. If the possession had no time limit... wouldn’t it be the same as “body snatching”!?
Adele’s scalp tingled at her own thoughts. Her heart was definitely biased towards Dorothy. So, after Azathoth’s possession ended... she would definitely warn Dorothy! At least before Azathoth gained Adele’s complete trust.
Dorothy had to rely on her own strength. Otherwise... she might follow in the footsteps of many Subordinate Bloodkin in history. They all chose to sacrifice their lives to summon otherworldly subordinates for various reasons, perhaps for revenge, perhaps for destruction... But perhaps some of them weren’t voluntary, but were bewitched by their subordinates after a long period of interaction, which led them to summon them into this world.
Or rather, not “summon,” but “descend.” Summoning was the third tier ability of Subordinate Bloodkin, after “Blessing” and “Possession.”
This ability ensured that the Bloodkin could summon the phantom of an otherworldly subordinate while conscious, unlike Possession, where the Bloodkin’s consciousness wasn’t guaranteed, temporarily giving their body to the subordinate. And the final Advent meant summoning the true body of the otherworldly subordinate into this world at a great cost, often their life. “Summoning” had a time limit. But “Advent” was permanent, representing them completely breaking through the barriers between worlds and arriving in this world.
It was unknown if she sensed something, but Azathoth suddenly turned around and looked at Adele, making the girl wave her hands repeatedly. “Wah! I, I didn’t do anything, I didn’t think anything!”
“...” Azathoth remained silent. But she seemed to see Adele’s fear. She walked over and suddenly held Adele’s small hand, their fingers interlocked.
“!?” What was going on now!? Although Adele knew she was charming, she shouldn’t be so attractive that even an outer god was interested in her, right! They weren’t even the same race! Love that transcended race, even transcended worlds... No!
An indescribable scene inexplicably appeared in Adele’s mind. The unspeakable, tentacled evil god reaching out countless tentacles towards her, and she couldn’t resist... Adele wanted to cry but had no tears. As expected, sometimes being too beautiful was a sin.
Fortunately, Azathoth didn’t make any further moves. And the phantom behind Dorothy gradually faded, like a flickering candle about to burn out. ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) This probably meant that the time Azathoth could possess and control Dorothy’s body was running out. Then Adele just needed to endure it. And then she would have to face Dorothy herself.
Perhaps sensing that her time in this world wasn’t long, Azathoth suddenly ran towards the distant cross. Adele, whose hand was being held by her, had to quicken her pace to follow. It felt like a forced “elopement.” The girl’s skirt fluttered, and she was soon out of breath.
Aside from lewd matters, Adele’s stamina... was truly terrible. But the reason she was so energetic during lewd acts, becoming more and more energetic as she went on, was probably also because of the witch’s ability to “replenish yin with yin,” right?
Finally, Adele braced herself and arrived with Azathoth at the giant cross, next to the praying woman. The imagined traps didn’t appear. The surroundings were quiet and solemn. And the praying woman didn’t react to their arrival. Adele’s heart sank slightly. Because she realized that the woman praying alone in front of the cross might have already...
“...No offense.” The girl murmured softly. Azathoth didn’t understand the girl’s reverence. She also seemed completely unconcerned about the identity of the praying woman. After releasing Adele’s hand, Azathoth immediately went to the cross, manipulating Dorothy’s body. She reached out and touched the rusty, broken chain, touching the bloodstains that had already seeped deep into the chain, turning reddish-brown. Her fingertips trembled. The emotions in her eyes were so complex that just one glance made one dizzy.
Suddenly, she let out a howl like a wounded beast. “Ah...!” It startled Adele, leaving her at a loss. At the same time, the phantom behind Dorothy began to shake violently, as if it was about to return, to be released from the possession. Or as if it was venting its anger. The entire sea of flowers swayed, countless petals falling and scattering in the air, forming a beautiful and romantic rain of flowers. Like a farewell.
Adele had only suspected before. But after seeing this scene, she was convinced. Azathoth must have known the being who was once bound to this cross. There was a deep connection between them. An otherworldly evil god, and the person bound to the cross? It sounded like a strange combination. But it wasn’t impossible to imagine the story between them. As everyone knew, the cross was often associated with religion.
The most famous story was the “death of Jesus,” where Jesus was betrayed by his disciples and crucified on the cross. This world had a “Lord” worshipped by the angel Seraph. Then... could there also be a figure similar to “Jesus,” bound to the cross by chains and meeting their end? And Azathoth was an otherworldly evil god. In the context of religion, believing in an evil god was heresy. Then was it possible... that someone was once considered a heretic by the church for believing in an evil god and was crucified? And the evil god that believer worshipped... could it be Azathoth!?
Of course, all of this was purely Adele’s imagination. The truth, the connection between the person on the cross and Azathoth, was known only to Azathoth herself. Adele didn’t have the guts to be a curious little bee anymore. And the focus now shouldn’t be the relationship between the mysterious person on the cross and Azathoth, but... that someone was indeed once bound to this cross by chains. But now the cross was empty, the person nowhere to be seen. Where did she go? Or... was her body taken away? Also, who was the woman who died in a “praying” posture in front of the cross? When she arrived here, was the person on the cross still there, or had they already disappeared?
Hold on! Stop thinking, stop thinking. Thinking any further would make Adele’s head explode. She suspected she was being influenced by the evil god Azathoth beside her. It seemed to have some kind of magic power that made people unconsciously fall into a frenzy of seeking knowledge. Adele shook her head vigorously, giving up all thought, letting her mind go blank.
Fortunately, Azathoth didn’t pay attention to her anymore. And after touching the cross for a while, her phantom slowly dissipated behind Dorothy like smoke and dust... This meant the end of Dorothy’s “possessed state.”
At that moment, Adele cried out the girl’s name in surprise and embraced the swaying Dorothy, who seemed to have lost her soul.
“Dorothy!”
“...” Dorothy still seemed unable to wake up from her daze. But with Adele’s concerned calls, her spirit began to fluctuate violently. She wanted to respond to Adele’s call! She wanted to know if Adele was safe! She wanted... to bash Kaiser’s head in! But she had already used “Possession.” Azathoth should have already eliminated Kaiser in her stead, right? Even in the Blood Secret Realm, Dorothy had a vague feeling. Perhaps... Azathoth could really ignore the life-saving measures left by the True Ancestor and completely eliminate Kaiser.
She finally woke up with this expectation. The first thing she saw was a pair of beautiful, cherry-pink eyes, filled with concern, like a pool of spring water.
“...Adele.”
“It’s good that you’re alright.” This was the first thing Dorothy said after waking up.
