Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Samael gently patted the snow-white back to comfort her, while glancing at the distant Li Palace, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

That emperor was really too polite, casually tossing him a time bomb.

It seems that the phrase "the one who will destroy Qin is Hu" from last time is probably still on Zheng Ge's mind.

The ancient snake, with its clear mind, rolled its eyes and muttered to itself.

- Exactly.

The seemingly weak and innocent little girl in front of me is actually an outer goddess witch who has mixed Yang Yuhuan's spiritual foundation and is wearing human skin.

Of course, it is also possible that Yang Guifei's tragic fate and bewitching beauty attracted the attention of an evil god from another universe, who then took her soul, leading to the legend of her disappearing body and the fairy of Penglai.

Indeed, because she possesses the power of an outer god, this young girl, who is like a blank sheet of paper, can be trained as a fighting force and will do her best to serve the lord she is to serve.

However, as she continues to grow, her mind will gradually be permeated and influenced by the power of the Outer God.

Her good deeds will gradually become indistinguishable from madness.

In the end, whether the "Heavenly Emperor" reflected in the eyes of this fairy from Penglai was the soul of her lord or the fire shadow that burned and destroyed everything, only God knows.

That's why the First Emperor, who noticed something amiss, imprisoned this potential threat in the underground palace at Mount Li.

then……

They shifted the blame eastward, using the guise of a gift to pass the buck to an outsider who came to their door.

Ultimately, regardless of the circumstances, the Outer God Priestess is essentially a vessel for the Void Demons to descend upon and a tentacle extending into this world, making her level of danger self-evident.

However, this only applies to the average person.

Samael's territory has practically become a refuge for witches of the Outer Gods.

Not to mention distant places, there are two in his home in Cornwall alone.

—Abigail and Lavinia, who were always sticking to his backside.

They are the retinue of Yog Sothoth, the One Who Resolves All Things.

Secondly, in the Holy Grail City of Tokyo, there are two others who have indirectly come under his control.

One is Oei, the daughter of Katsushika Hokusai, who is a servant of Cthulhu, the sleeping god.

The other is the latest subject of observation who recently arrived in the Holy Grail City: Jacques de Morais, the twenty-third and last Grand Master of the Knights Templar.

If I remember correctly, she should have some connection with Shub Nicholas, the Black Goat of the Forest.

Meanwhile, the Mooncell Clock Tower team is developing a system in which the near-completed spirit particle simulacrum BB will also attract the attention of the Outer God Nyarlathotep in the future.

In addition, there's Olga Marie, who's been left to her own devices in Chaldea and hasn't yet become an alien goddess priestess; and the moon spirits, Kurohime and Shirohime, who are wandering around Misaki City...

In a sense, these are all otherworldly goddesses from outside the realm of Earth.

Roughly speaking, there are at least eight that are worth mentioning.

As for this Yang Guifei, although she was too young, the aura and characteristics of the external god attached to her had faded to the point of being almost invisible, it was still possible to deduce the true identity of this descendant from between her lines.

The Purple Palace opens, the Northern Star Gate...

She mentioned that her soul once reached a starry sky called Fomalhaut, where she was favored by the "Heavenly Emperor" and thus gained the ability to control the essence of fire.

Clearly, this is an evil god associated with Fomalhaut and fire.

In the Cthulhu Mythos, only one entity fits all three criteria: Cthugha, also known as the "Blazing One" or "Living Flame," a Great Old One resembling the sun.

The so-called Flame Essence is a lower-level race that Ktugia can control.

According to the Cthulhu Mythos, Cthugha's true form was imprisoned by the Old Gods inside the star Fomalhaut. When Fomalhaut rises to the treetops at night, one can summon Cthugha to appear in the world by chanting the incantation "Ph'ngluim'nafhCthughaFomalhautn'gha-ghaanaf'lthagn!Ia!Cthugha!" three times. This is extremely dangerous for the summoner, because the place where Cthugha appears will immediately explode violently and turn into a sea of ​​fire.

Therefore, calling Yang Guifei a ticking time bomb is not an exaggeration.

Looking at Yang Yuhuan, who was staring at him pitifully like a puppy, Samael raised his hand to his forehead and reluctantly nodded to accept the gift.

Forget it, raising one is the same as letting a whole flock go.

He's already beaten up Cthulhu himself, and he even stole Yog-Sothoth's daughter and wife, so what's one more Cthugha?

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Upon hearing that she would finally be free from being locked in the dark room of the Lishan underground palace, Yang Yuhuan, still with the heart of a child, couldn't help but cheer with joy. She immediately addressed this foreign ruler, Samael, as the Chinese monarch, while her hands reached for the buttons on her chest.

"Stop! Don't take it off!"

Samael quickly stopped him from making this impulsive sacrifice.

She's just a young girl; I'm not that kind of beast.

The little girl, who had been sternly reprimanded, felt a wave of fear and unease, and was at a loss for what to do.

"Never mind, if you have nothing to do, give me a shoulder massage first."

Seeing this, the ancient snake had no choice but to raise its hands and lie down by the pool.

The pool was filled with rising and falling mist, and a soft, fragrant young girl, carrying the moist warmth of the water, wrapped herself around the back of her prey like an octopus, rubbing against it.

hiss--

The intoxicating touch and the mind-numbing pollution caused Samael to gasp and turn green.

Damn, who told you to massage like that!

But in the end, considering the girl's fragile mental state behind him, the ancient snake had no choice but to close his eyes, try to calm himself down, and silently endure it.

Pain and happiness...

Chapter Nine: Squeezing the Fox Spirit Dry

As the sun rises and the moon sets, night deepens.

As the outdoor temperature gradually cools, the misty fog that enveloped the spring pools quietly dissipates.

Under the cool moonlight, a small head with two buns rested on a broad shoulder as the child slept soundly. The fair arms and jade-like legs were wrapped tightly around the floating platform in the water, which was radiating heat, with amazing flexibility, absorbing the warmth that the body craved.

He seemed quite satisfied with the dinner, his small, cherry-like mouth uttering pleasant murmurs, his chubby face full of innocence and tranquility.

He promised to serve her, but in the end, he fell asleep first.

Looking at Yang Yuhuan on her back from a certain "human-shaped floating platform" in the water, it was as if it saw a little octopus sleeping soundly on a reef, and it couldn't help but laugh and cry.

Well, it's really tough on this little girl, always jumping around like that.

Samael shook his head, then, carrying the little octopus on his back, stepped out of the somewhat cooled spring.

A cool breeze was blowing, and the air currents made the road even more chilly.

The sleeping little girl instinctively shrank back, moving even closer to the warm "big rock".

As the Outer Goddess of Ktugia, the "Living Flame," the pursuit of fire, warmth, and energy naturally became her unconscious instinct.

In fact, she couldn't help but rub against him again and again to get more warmth.

The restless limbs then explored the "big rock," specifically a part that was unusually hot.

hiss!

Samael stiffened slightly, gasped for breath, awkwardly hunched over, and quickened his pace with a dark expression.

Finally, after several twists and turns, he successfully arrived at his own room.

I pushed open the door and stepped inside.

Samael, with a clear objective, rushed to the bed, pulled off the little octopus that was rubbing against his back, and promptly stuffed it into the blankets.

Just in case, he even thoughtfully carved a rune symbolizing light and fire onto the bed to ensure the temperature would rise.

After a series of measures, the shamanic priestess, who always inadvertently revealed her lewd feelings, finally calmed down and obediently curled up in her warm bed to sleep soundly.

Her small face, partially turned to the side, radiated a mesmerizing, hazy beauty under the lamplight, along with a slightly youthful allure.

The longer you look at it, the more it feels as if your body, flesh, eyes, and thoughts are being ignited inch by inch.

Samael shook his head, silently complaining.

It must be said that among the species I've kept for thousands of years, the Outer Goddess is the most difficult to raise.

Because regardless of their physical or mental condition, they are constantly tempting themselves and those around them to descend into an abyss of loss of control and depravity.

The more one grows, the more pronounced this trait becomes.

The fact that they can maintain the form of young children precisely shows that they are not yet at risk of losing control and are gradually taking control of their own power.

For hundreds of years, Lavinia and Abigail have never grown up, that's how it is.

It seems we'll need those two girls to teach the newcomers how to control themselves.

Otherwise, if I continue to be so "passionate," I will eventually be unable to withstand it.

Samael pinched the bridge of his nose, pulling his slightly burning gaze away from the bedside and looking into the darkness outside the window.

She seems a bit too hot-tempered...

In a side hall of the Lishan Palace, the moonlight was as white as frost.

A gentle breeze swept by, accompanied by a soft creaking sound, and the tightly closed doors and windows were pried open a crack.

Half an hour later, a sharp fox head peeked out from the shadows at the corner of the corridor.

After cautiously peering around for a moment and confirming there was no danger, the fox's head at the corner vanished as specks of starlight.

Safety!

A golden-haired, white-faced fox emerged from the bushes opposite, took small, contented steps, and gracefully entered the bedroom.

As the beast's paws stepped across the threshold under the moonlight, the interplay of light and shadow stretched and elongated the slender, petite fox's body, creating the image of a classical beauty that could captivate all.

Ha, is that all? You think you can catch me?

Having returned to her original form, Tamamo-no-Mae triumphantly lifted the palace lantern, flicked her finger, and a wisp of golden sunlight fell into it, igniting a flame and dispelling the darkness.

However, the moment the lights illuminated the entire bedroom, the smile on the vixen's face froze.

"Sorry, you've come to the wrong room."

Without hesitation, Tamamo-no-Mae turned her head and plunged her head into the half-open window.

"stop……"

A soft whisper drifted over, yet each word seemed to carry the weight of a thousand pounds.

Tamamo-no-Mae, who was trying to turn around and run away, suddenly swayed as if she had put on invisible shackles, and gradually froze in the hall like a solidified plaster statue.

Divine Mandate and Law!

Looking around at the golden threads of fate that entangled her like a spider web, Tamamo-no-Mae, with a mournful face, tried to turn her head to look at the large bed behind her.

To be precise, it was the dark figure sitting on the large bed.

Samael toyed with the Destiny Tablet in his hand, looked up at the hall, and gave a reproachful look.

"We're already so familiar with each other, why are you running away..."

"I really didn't know you lived here. I've come to the wrong house."

"What wrong place? This is your bedroom."

"If you like it, I'll give it to you. Sorry, I have to leave right away!"

Tamamo-no-Mae smiled broadly and made a solemn promise.

Samael picked up his teacup with a forced smile, took a sip, and spoke in a detached tone.

"What's the rush? We're already here."

"There's still soup simmering on my Siberian stove..."

Her big, fox-like eyes were brimming with innocence, but her moist cherry lips were full of lies.

The ancient snake glanced at Tamamo-no-Mae, calmly lowered its head and blew away the foam on the tea, unmoved.

"Don't waste your breath, your approach won't work on me."

Tch, I used Charm too many times, and that guy actually developed resistance to it.

The fox spirit gritted her teeth in frustration, the pink light in her eyes faded, and she immediately adopted a nonchalant attitude.

"Since it's already done, what do you want from me?"