Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Damn it, beating someone up so badly, and then groping them all the time, it really seems a bit too much...

Samael, who still had some sense of decency, beat up the stupid dog again and then stopped paying attention to the daily squabbles between the two monsters.

Well, at least it's acceptable in form, and he's just trying to put his mind at ease.

I just didn't expect snakes to be so vengeful. The Hydra still remembers the beating they gave them three months ago.

Even more shockingly, that "girl" secretly recruited Athena as an ally, using the opportunity of a certain silly dog ​​looking after Athena to provide poison and knock out the enemy.

Okay, the truth is out... out my ass!

The embarrassment on the ancient serpent's face vanished, and with a dark expression, he tapped Athena's head repeatedly with his fingers.

"You're innocent, aren't you? Huh?"

"She can't even speak properly, yet she can teach you how to dilute venom! She can incite you to take revenge on Cerberus!"

"Standing up for girls? Resisting injustice?"

"You seem to be having a lot of fun with that stupid dog!"

"You took advantage of the conflict between the two sides, instigated Hydra to give you venom, hoard contraband, and use Cerberus for experiments. When things came to light, you turned around and blamed the three of us for everything. You're really something, Athena!"

With each word Samael spoke, he would flick his finger and strike Athena's head hard once.

How could this immature goddess of wisdom possibly hide her little schemes from a cunning and treacherous serpent of original sin? Naturally, she was given a good lesson.

Only when Little Athena, clutching her dazed and numb head, squatted on the ground drawing circles, did Samael sneer and announce the judgment.

"Go back and apologize to Cerberus first, then write a two-thousand-word statement of the crime and a self-criticism!"

The goddess of wisdom's face immediately fell, and she raised her head defiantly, opening her mouth as if to argue.

But as the leaves rustled, a figure emerged from near the cave, and Athena's expression immediately changed.

The little girl looked up with a sweet and innocent smile, then hugged Samael's arm tightly in a coquettish manner, nuzzling him affectionately.

"Samael, it's a promise. I'll be a good boy and you have to put me to bed tonight. No cheating!"

At this moment, a fair hand parted the branches that were obscuring the view, revealing a small figure with purple hair and eyes, and a trailing snake tail. The figure looked at the warm and harmonious scene with a gloomy expression and spoke softly.

"Aren't you disgusted by your nagging here?"

"At least I have this right, which is better than some people who, despite having no connection, insist on clinging to me."

Athena, who was holding Samael's arm, smiled slightly, her tone sharp and confrontational.

Suddenly, the two lolis, one in purple and one in white, met eyes, snorted coldly and glared angrily, and the atmosphere became tense.

Samael, caught in the middle, felt the chilly winds blowing from both sides and immediately felt a headache coming on.

These two are truly natural enemies.

Chapter Thirty-Eight Anna, You've Gone Bad (1/2)

"Hmph! I've always been this annoying since we were kids!"

In the shadows cast by the dense forest, Anna crossed her arms and gazed at the small shadow gradually disappearing into the depths of the cave. Her face was frosty, and she frowned and snorted coldly.

"Alright, don't bother with this clueless little girl, she's only three months old..."

Amidst the gentle chuckles of comfort, a rustling sound came from behind. Samael, who had been escorting the troublemaker back to be punished and repent, circled around and came up behind Anna.

“I was born on the same day as her, why don’t you say I’m only three months old too?”

Anna retorted in a muffled voice, her little face full of displeasure.

“A three-month-old baby can’t be the partner I once trusted the most, or the goddess Uruk once revered.”

"Right? Anna?"

Samael blinked, then smiled and revealed the little secret that only the two of them knew. With a familiar touch, he gently stroked the purple hair with his fingers.

Anna's expression softened after being showered with praise.

"Alright, let's not talk about her during our private time. I'll take you to see something nice on your own."

Then, the ancient snake smiled mysteriously, took the small, cold hand whose scales had not yet completely fallen off, and walked towards the burrow it had rebuilt near the snake mother's house.

When Anna heard Samael's noticeably more intimate and personal tone, the frost on her cheeks gradually melted away.

Inside the spacious cavern illuminated by crystals, a purple-haired loli sat cross-legged on a stool, with a knife, fork, and plate laid out in front of her, her eyes covered by a tied strip of cloth.

A moment later, Samael, who had been busy in the cave, came over with a tray and a smile. He approached Anna and slightly opened a crack in the wall.

It smells so good! It even has a sweet scent!

It seems quite familiar.

The purple-haired loli's nostrils flared, and saliva secreted between her lips and teeth.

"guess?"

"Butter cake!"

As Anna searched for the awakened memories and confidently uttered the answer, Samael immediately tore off the strip of cloth from behind the little girl's head, a smile spreading across his face.

"Correct answer! Ta-da! The finest Uruk dessert specially supplied by Goddess Anna!"

The purple-haired loli stared at the golden, crispy treat in front of her, smeared with cream and honey, her eyes sparkling.

The little girl couldn't wait to pick up her knife and fork, cut off a thick piece, put it on her plate, and take a big bite, letting the wonderful taste bloom on her taste buds.

Mmm! Delicious! It tastes just like the ones Sister Siduli makes!

Anna, like a hamster eating quickly, puffed out her cheeks and buried her head in her food, a strong sense of happiness growing in her heart.

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

"Here, I made fruit porridge with olives and grapes in it. I don't know if you'll like it."

"There's no way around it; the vegetation here is quite different from that of Mesopotamia, so we definitely can't replicate it using the same materials..."

Samael picked up a soft linen cloth and wiped the white cream from the corners of the purple-haired girl's mouth while ladling out a bowl of fruit porridge to help the little girl, who was eating quickly and hastily, swallow.

"Mmm, another bowl, please!"

Before the ancient snake could patiently explain the shortcomings of the meal, the diner next to him raised his small bowl and gave a satisfied review.

In response, today, under the pretext of punishment, Samael, the troublemaker Athena, was deliberately sent away, and Anna was happily served a series of familiar dishes.

"This is delicious! This is delicious too!"

"Mmm, everything is delicious!"

Anna gazed at the dazzling array of beautiful dishes on the table, trying them one by one. She felt that her hands and mouth weren't enough, and she even wished she could swallow the whole table.

"It tastes just like Uruk, how did you do that?"

That intense sense of familiarity made the little girl feel as if she had returned to the lavish banquet before parting ways with everyone after the war with Aea, and her eyes were filled with amazement and satisfaction.

"Hmph, of course!"

Samael leaned against the stalactite pillar, arms crossed, chin raised proudly.

"To prepare for this reception, I used almost all the good things that were left over from Noah's Ark."

"This is a treatment that even Tina has never received, and as for Athena, that troublemaker, she has never even smelled it."

The ancient serpent, adept at understanding people's hearts, knows how to create a sense of happiness through comparison.

When Anna heard her arch-nemesis's name, even though she wanted to remain reserved, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up involuntarily.

Of course, what someone didn't say is that although Tina and he's never had such lavish meals, the amount of supplies they've consumed over the past ten years is enough to treat little Anna several times over.

This lavish meal took Anna, who was only three months old, quite half a day to finish before she could barely eat most of it.

"Here, a glass of milk after your meal will help with your development."

After tidying up the table a bit, Samael handed Anna a steaming cup of fresh milk.

The purple-haired loli forced herself to stand up, picked up the cup, and poured the contents into her mouth.

"Pfft! Ahem!"

However, as soon as she took a sip, the slight bitterness and irritation mixed with the fresh milk flavor caused her to cough slightly, and the milky liquid sprayed from her nose and the corners of her lips.

Why was ale added to the milk?

"It must have been that nightmare! Merlin, die!"

When the little girl asked him a question, Samael took the cup, brought it to his nose and sniffed it lightly, then his face darkened.

"Merlin, die!"

Anna instinctively replied, filled with righteous indignation and shared hatred. Her small hands grasped at the air, instinctively wanting to pick up something handy and kill the nightmare.

However, the little girl quickly came to her senses and looked suspiciously at Samael, who seemed to be suffering from the same bitterness and hatred.

"No, Merlin was the fastest when we parted ways. You hadn't even set off yet before he left, so how could he have tampered with the supplies!"

"Samael, you did it!"

The thief crying "stop thief!" was exposed, and the wicked smile hidden beneath his sanctimonious facade could no longer be contained.

He clutched his slightly cramping lower abdomen and handed Anna a fine linen cloth, gesturing for her to wipe away the suspicious white marks that covered her face.

Tsk, if he wasn't worried about outsiders seeing it, he really wanted to keep Anna in this amusing state.

"Look, we've gotten used to persecuting that old swindler during meals. How about I apologize to Merlin later?"

Samael shrugged insincerely, casually expressing a meager sense of guilt towards some old swindler.

"He did it! Merlin should just die!"

The little girl, having wiped her face clean, readily blamed Merlin, grinding her teeth as if she were truly being persecuted remotely by that great sage.

Anna, you've gone astray too.

Samael raised an eyebrow, then a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

In the darkness, a great sage dwelling atop a white-purple tower sneezed violently, a chill inexplicably creeping down his spine as a wave of nausea surged from his heart.

Strange, what's wrong with me lately? I always feel restless.

Could it be that a caring and upright older brother like me is allergic to the scent of that ferocious beast?

I knew that bringing such a great calamity, born of human evil, into a temple where only the innocent could enter would definitely cause problems.

Why not find a reason to throw it away?

The white-haired succubus stroked its chin, its eyes glancing maliciously at a certain Foumon bouncing atop a tower.

Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Heartless Foster Father (2/2)

Deep within the waters of Cilicia, in a certain cave.

Anna, who got up to exercise and digest her food, followed the mysterious Samael into a hidden cave to discover another surprise.

The densely packed wedge-shaped divine runes forming a spell pattern on the ground, and the familiar-smelling object at the center of the array, serving as a medium, surprised and delighted the purple-haired loli.

"These are Ishtar's jewels and Ereshkigal's lantern? You want to summon them to Greece?"

Samael shrugged helplessly, his expression somewhat regretful.

"It's not that simple. I'm just trying to build a spiritual communication technique to see if I can have a talk therapy session with them whenever I'm feeling down or have nothing to do."

"finished?"

"Not yet, it's still being tested, but we've made some progress. Once it's completed, you can chat with them over there to pass the time."

"Uh-huh!"

The little girl nodded emphatically. Although the surprise wasn't as shocking as she had expected, it was still something to look forward to.

That joyful look made Samael feel that all the hard work and waiting of the past ten years had been worthwhile.

Of course, connecting two world bubbles through the sea of ​​imaginary numbers to enable spiritual communication is not easy in practice.

Even in the future Chaldea, a large number of magicians were gathered to gradually perfect the technology of interdimensional spiritual communication.

Samael's magical talent was limited, and the reason he dared to attempt this complicated project was mainly due to the help of the mother goddess Tiamat.

It is important to know that this ark of life, which is currently floating in the sea of ​​imaginary numbers, has data anchor points in both Greece and Mesopotamia.