Free Web Novel“Meow? You mean... she’s gone? No one in the bedroom either?”
The black cat blinked. She had been lying by the front door all night and hadn’t seen anyone leave.
So how could she be gone?
Surely she wouldn’t need to activate stealth inside her own house?
No.
“Vieya should still be at home. Maybe something happened last night, she went to some corner and fell asleep, then lost track of time.”
Aislin guessed. “Anyway, let’s check the other rooms and partitions first. Three floors, more than ten rooms...”
“Meow!”
Bathroom.
Vieya suddenly woke up and hurriedly stood up from the bathtub. The cold water instantly jolted her memory awake.
She had... dreamt a pink-colored dream.
In that dream, she had done some indecent things to her own body, then fell into a deep sleep in the bathtub.
Fortunately, she was now a slime—otherwise soaking in water all night would have been a real problem.
After what happened last night, she had thought for a long while. frёewebηovel.cѳm
She remembered the Monster Girl Encyclopedia she once read, which noted that certain monster girls had fixed cycles.
Roughly meaning: spring comes, all life revives, and some monster girls seek mates to pass on their species.
But...
Could slime girls have something like that too?
Please no. Don’t let that be it... This body isn’t even four years old yet. From her still-human point of view, that would be far too young—and far too ridiculous.
No, wait... Vieya’s mouth felt dry; she swallowed hard.
A slime, as a monster, could develop from juvenile to complete form in a single day so long as there was sufficient magical energy.
When faced with danger or severe loss of magic, they could even regress from complete form back to juvenile form—slimes were one of the rare monsters capable of reverse growth.
So could slime girls have the same property?
And combined with the power she had just absorbed from two Demon Kings—originating from Envy and Greed among the Seven Deadly Sins—it might also be a triggering factor.
Vieya crossed one arm before her chest, pressed the other hand against her chin, and kept thinking.
She had already used the third of her twelve Authorities, the one named White Tiger—the power of balancing inner and outer forces—to optimize her body.
Logically, she should not have been affected by the negative emotions of a Demon King’s Authority.
But yesterday’s incident couldn’t be ignored. The last thing she wanted was to turn into a lump of flesh driven by desire.
In short—
If she had time today, she would need to research this. She couldn’t let this continue.
As Vieya thought, she hurriedly pulled on her soaked clothes—then suddenly froze, realizing something.
“Crap. It’s morning already. What time is it? Has Jasmine woken up? My clothes are soaked through... No, I have to hurry—”
Click.
The bathroom door opened from the outside. Three pairs of eyes looked in through the doorway.
“Mom? Why are you taking a bath so early? Everyone’s been looking for you—eh?”
The sound made Vieya freeze.
At the same moment—
Jasmine stood at the bathroom door, the black cat by her feet, and the elf girl behind her. Three of them, each with different expressions.
“Meow, why are your pajamas all wet... and you’re not wearing underwear?” the black cat asked. “Were you doing something unspeakable?”
Shut up! You damned cat!
“I... just...” Vieya racked her brain, then finally stiffened her small face, said nothing, pushed past them, and trudged heavily back to her room.
Bang!
The closed wooden door cut off their view.
“Mom... what’s wrong with her today? She’s acting weird...” Jasmine said worriedly.
“Exactly, meow,” the black cat said. “She looks all secretive, like she’s hiding something from us.”
“Sigh...”
Aislin sighed deeply and looked back at the messy bathroom. “I’ll clean this up first. As for these discarded clothes and... forget it. I’ll talk to her when she comes out.”
A while later—
Vieya, now fully dried and dressed in fresh clothes, stepped out of her room. She glanced at the three waiting for her by the door and said flatly, “Forget everything that just happened.”
“Mom...”
“Jasmine, you too.”
“Vieya, are you free tonight? There are some things I need to talk to you about,” the elf girl said seriously.
“Anything else is fine, but about just now—forget it. I just lost track of time while bathing.”
Vieya spoke, gave a small huff, turned away, and disappeared down the spiral staircase from their sight.
First floor.
Hearing the tapping footsteps descending, Elizabeth turned her head. Her eyes immediately fell on the expressionless white-haired loli.
The instant their gazes met—
Vieya paused briefly, calmed her negative emotions, straightened her mindset, then resumed walking down.
“Well, my little master, did you sleep well last night?” Elizabeth rose with exaggerated grace, walking lightly over to Vieya’s side.
She clasped her hands behind her back, leaned in close to Vieya’s ear, and said with a soft, smiling voice,
“First time touching a Demon King’s Authority, you’d better be careful not to get devoured by it... After all, the things that come from us Demon Kings aren’t as mild as those on the human side—they’re quite dangerous.”
Catching the faint scent of pomegranate from Elizabeth, Vieya’s heart stirred. Did this wicked creature guess what had happened to her last night?
She probed carefully. “What do you mean by that...”
“Simply that those who bear the Authority of Greed are more easily ruled by greed, and those who hold Envy are more easily corroded by jealousy.” Elizabeth smiled, the dark red of her eyes filled with a meaning hard to read.
“My little master, you must learn restraint... Don’t end up like that filthy spider—embracing desire without limits. Learn from me—how to suppress desire.”
“You talking behind my back again?”
Jiele Xiyin frowned as she walked out of the storage room, glaring first at Elizabeth, then shifting her gaze to Vieya. Her tone softened.
“...Master, don’t believe everything she says... Hm? There seems to be a visitor outside?”
Suddenly, Jiele Xiyin turned her head toward the tightly closed front door.
Among everyone present, her sensing ability was the sharpest—that was the natural advantage of a spider. Even through the house door and the iron gate beyond the yard, she could sense clearly those walking down the outer road.
“Two women and one man. Average age under twenty-five... No hostility. Looks like they’re visiting... Hm, your friends?”
“Friends?”
Two women and one man.
Who could that be...
Vieya thought about it but couldn’t recall any friends fitting that description. “Let’s go take a look... and you two—mind your roles.”
“Yes, little master~” Elizabeth’s voice was sugary sweet, thick as honey, sending goosebumps crawling up Vieya’s arms.
Sometimes, she truly couldn’t understand—
This was a hag hundreds of years old, old enough to be her great-grandmother, yet she still carried herself so serenely, pretending to be some coy maiden.
Front courtyard gate.
A light, measured knock sounded.
Vieya opened the gate—and there stood three people outside, carrying a ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) fruit basket. Her expression turned strange.
“You all... what are you doing here?”
