Reincarnated as a goblin, but her mother is a white-haired elf?

"Don't you recognize your mother?"

Her voice was incredibly gentle, just like his mother's.

Her face was breathtakingly beautiful; her snow-white hair was as pure as frost and snow, and her ruby-like eyes shone with an eerie light.

Her stunning face wore a seductive smile, her slender waist seemed too delicate to be grasped, yet her full breasts were almost bursting out, creating a striking contrast that was incredibly alluring.

Except for the ears, which are different from her mother's, they are exactly the same.

Ye Yan seemed stunned, staring silently at Jealousy for a long time without saying a word.

"Why are you staring at Mom so intently? Are you captivated by her beauty?"

Every smile and gesture of hers was alluring and irresistible.

"Who are you?"

Ye Yan's fist froze in mid-air, his voice low and hoarse.

Something seemed to touch the depths of his heart, and a strange emotion quietly spread within him.

"Don't you already have the answer?"

A slight smirk played on his lips in jealousy.

"You really look like your father! But—"

"You are not her!"

Ye Yan abruptly pushed away Jealousy, staring at her with a dark and menacing gaze, radiating a terrifying killing intent.

"It wasn't her! It wasn't her..."

Ye Yan murmured to herself, as if telling Jealousy, or perhaps telling herself.

"no?"

Jealousy raised an eyebrow, and her gaze towards Ye Yan turned mocking.

"Where am I not?"

She reached out and stroked her delicate chin, a playful expression on her face.

"My mother would never say such a thing."

Jealousy leaned closer and gently poked Ye Yan's forehead with her index finger.

Ye Yan subconsciously took a step back, frowning as he avoided her.

"Since you say I'm not, why didn't you just kill me decisively like before?"

The smile of envy grew even brighter.

Ye Yan pursed her lips and remained silent.

"Oh, I understand."

The expression of jealousy became even more radiant.

She walked up to Ye Yan, reached out her finger, and slowly and deliberately brushed aside the short hair hanging on both sides of his shoulders, a wicked smile playing on her lips.

"You can't bear to kill me."

"Because I'm your mother."

Jealousy's voice was gentle and melodious, but her hands were as cold and piercing as a venomous snake.

Ye Yan slapped away Jealousy's hand and glared at her fiercely.

You are not.

"Although she smells, smells, sounds, looks, and has the same body as my mother."

"But you are not!"

"Oh"

Jealousy raised an eyebrow, shedding her previous allure and adopting a cold and aloof demeanor.

"Of course not."

Her gaze turned toward Hundred Demon Village, in the direction of Victoria, and a mocking smile appeared on her lips.

"Of course I'm not a coward; at least, I've never run away."

A look of madness flashed in her eyes:

"And she should have died long ago!"

boom!

The moment Ye Yan uttered those jealous words, a red mist enveloped him, and a terrifying pressure weighed on everyone, making it hard for them to breathe.

Ye Yan's pupils shrank to a circumference, and his entire body turned crimson, as if burning with flames.

"Do you really think you're immortal?"

"Oh?"

Despite being inside the red mist, Jealousy remained completely calm. Instead, she looked at Ye Yan with great interest and asked him a question.

"If you could kill me, that wouldn't be bad either."

"However, if you try to kill me, your mother will die too!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Yan's aura suddenly changed, and his eyes became sharp.

"What exactly are you?"

"What kind of thing is that to call someone? It's incredibly rude!"

A hint of jealousy flickered in her eyes, followed by a fleeting trace of loneliness.

You can think of it as longing, jealousy, or desire.

"Ah," she stroked her fair cheek, a hint of sadness on her face, "I've never even considered what I am."

"What are we?!"

Dark shadows spread underground, followed by the emergence of envious figures.

They were women, the elderly, or children, and each of them had a face that resembled jealousy.

then.

Brush brush.

They fought each other, and the air was thick with the stench of blood.

Ye Yan watched the chaotic battle, his eyes gradually regaining focus.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"I am who I am."

"No, it's me."

"Why you?!"

Jealousy roared and viciously tore at each other.

"You all do not exist!"

"Does not exist?"

"Of course we exist!"

"Does not exist!"

"You should never have existed!"

"Then let it be destroyed!"

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"Yes, destroy it!"

"Destroy it!"

"Destroy it!"

"Destroy it!"

Ye Yan stood there blankly, staring at the group of twisted souls.

They were laughing, they were crying, they seemed to be laughing but not crying, they seemed to be grieving but also in pain.

They fought for bodies, for strength, for life.

Then, one by one, they fell down.

In the end, only one person remained standing.

She looked up at Ye Yan and gave him a cruel smile.

"How was it? Interesting, right?"

"Has it always been like this?"

Ye Yan slowly scanned his surroundings.

"Hmm, it's always been like this."

She nodded.

"This is the sin of jealousy."

"These people are all my creations, and I can erase them at any time."

Ye Yan remained silent.

After a long silence, he spoke.

"What's your name?"

My name is Jealousy.

"envy……"

He whispered those two words, then suddenly smiled.

What I want to know is your real name.

His smile was so dazzling that it made even the most jealous person lose their composure.

"I don't have a real name because I don't need one."

"Besides, what's the use of that thing?"

"I can remember you, but not out of jealousy."

"remember?"

Hearing Ye Yan's words, Jealousy laughed this time, a genuine laugh without any pretense.

My name is—

Pfft!

The jealous words, which were not yet finished, suddenly came to an abrupt end.

She stared wide-eyed and looked down.

A huge, bloody hole appeared in her chest.

"Oh dear, how could you betray yourself?"

Jealousy glanced back at the other Jealousy and gave the same smile.

Her body slowly collapsed.

Ye Yan reached out and supported her swaying body, his eyes dark and lost in thought.

"Oh dear, our little foodie is being quite gentle with my corpse!"

The teasing words of jealousy brought Ye Yan back to her senses.

He glanced at the corpse lying beside his legs, his expression calm, seemingly unaffected.

What brings you here?

"What are your plans if you can't catch me?"

Upon hearing Ye Yan's question, the jealous smile froze on her face, and only after a moment did she regain her composure.

"Yes, I originally wanted to kidnap you."

"Because I made a bet with a pervert."

"Who?"

"Demon King!"

Jealousy paused for a moment, then continued:

"You could also call her lustful."

"The Demon King who rules over the Land of Bliss!"

... (End of Chapter)