Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Without waiting for Samael's reply, Aozaki Touko hung up the phone, ending the communication.

What did I do to offend her?

Hearing a dial tone from the microphone, Samael scratched his head and muttered to himself. As he looked back at Arcueid and Eltruchi in the room, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

A woman's intuition can't be that accurate, can it?

Meanwhile, in the girls' bedroom, Aozaki Aoko, who was occupying most of the bed and fast asleep with her head on the covers, was having a wonderful dream. Her cheeks were flushed, and she was hugging her pillow and rubbing against it with a silly smile, muttering incoherently.

“Teacher…hehe…Teacher Samael…”

"Snapped!"

Instantly, Aozaki Touko, who was sitting at the table, turned pale and the chalk in her hand broke.

Chapter Ninety-Seven: Zhu Yue's Doomsday (5.1k)

At this moment, on the hillside.

After letting Aozaki Touko know he was safe, Samael turned and went back into the house. He glanced at Ara-kuninko, who was lying on the ground, and smiled. Then, he turned ruthless and threw the Blood Ancestor, who was temporarily useless, into the basement, where Fufu was put in charge of guarding him.

Just in case, the ancient snake also insidiously hinted to Fufu that every now and then, it would reward A Liangjuningzi with several large blobs, making sure that she was always in a state of serious injury and waiting, and obediently lying down to heal herself.

Having resolved the immediate trouble, Samael summoned the newly arrived Altruchi, asking this vampire princess, who had inherited the name Brunstad earlier, to try and break the seal placed on him by the magic sword.

However, after half an hour of trying, the seal inside Samael's body remained unmoved.

Left with no other choice, the ancient serpent signaled Arcueid to temporarily release the sealed Crimson Moon, wanting to get an answer from her face to face.

As the princess opened and closed her eyes, a faint golden hue appeared in her scarlet pupils.

Clearly, Zhu Yue's consciousness had risen to the surface.

However, under the seal of the Holy Lance and the suppression of the princess's original consciousness, the former Moon King has become a prisoner of this body, unable to interfere with the shared vessel without Arcueid's authorization.

They could only sit stiffly in the chair, unable to move an inch.

Even so, the rather arrogant Zhu Yue sneered mockingly after hearing the question from her old rival Samael, showing no awareness whatsoever of being a prisoner.

"Want to break the seal? Dream on! Unless you break the seal for me first!"

“Princess, you have given your body a signal to seal off its power and prohibit its activities, allowing Zhu Yue’s consciousness to surface. I want to talk to her slowly.”

Samael sighed upon hearing this and earnestly gave Arcueid his instructions.

Arcueid nodded without hesitation and logged out, leaving Zhu Yue with only a locked account.

Faced with this, the Moon King, who had no opportunity to use his skills, could only sit back in his chair like a paralyzed patient, staring blankly with his dark golden eyes almost spitting fire.

If looks could kill, Samael believed he would have been killed seven or eight hundred times over.

"Altruchi, come and help me tie her up."

Immediately, Samael threw out a large, thick bundle of hemp rope, summoning Blackie who was standing nearby.

Eltrauge decisively picked up the rope from the ground and walked up to Zhu Yue with ill intent.

"Altruchi, what are you doing? I command you, release me, kill this bastard! Release the seal for me!"

Zhu Yue angrily rebuked her, but Eltrauge ignored her and buried herself in binding herself, the Moon Queen, tightly, even tying a knot that was impossible to untie.

Good heavens, Gui Jia Binding! Professional!

Samael gazed at the Moon King, whose body parts were divided into distinct grid-like blocks under the pressure of the hemp rope, some parts protruding and some parts concave, and couldn't help but secretly give a thumbs up to Eltrucci who had done the work.

"traitor!"

Looking at her unfilial daughter who followed the leader of the opposing force to the bitter end, Zhu Yue, as the creator, felt a mixture of anger and grief.

Altruchi, already tired of hearing this rhetoric, turned to look at Samael behind her and pointed maliciously at Zhu Yue, who was tied to a chair.

Do you want me to shut up?

"If you shut me up, what else am I supposed to ask?"

Samael rolled her eyes and muttered a helpless complaint, interrupting this classic scene of motherly love and filial piety.

"Alright, that's settled then. Or, could you excuse yourself for a moment?"

Then, the ancient serpent got up from its seat, stretched its limbs, and turned to look at Altrouge beside it.

Why should I avoid this situation?

Immediately, Eltruchi, who had helped with the dirty work, was very unhappy.

"Well, because of what happened next, how should I put it..."

Samael stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and then gave a meaningful adjective.

"In short, it's rather cruel..."

However, upon hearing this, Eltrucci became even more excited, raising her hand to volunteer, her eyes filled with eagerness.

"If the rope isn't secure enough, do you need me to hold your hands and feet down?"

I'm so pissed!

Suddenly, Zhu Yue, who always maintained an elegant and aloof demeanor, had her defenses broken by the "filial" daughter in front of her. Her golden-red eyes glared at the two despicable people in front of her, and her clenched silver teeth made a grinding sound.

Not wanting to dampen Eltrucci's enthusiasm, Samael smiled and gave her the task.

"If you want to help, how about finding me a sheep first?"

"Where can I find someone to lead a sheep in this godforsaken place?"

Eltrauge looked around at the surrounding mountains and dense forests, and frowned in distress.

"If all else fails, feathers will do."

Samael thought for a moment and decisively lowered the difficulty level. Eltrucci readily accepted and immediately turned and went out to find the necessary items for the torture.

In no time, the ancient snake had a large pile of colorful bird feathers in its hand.

Immediately, Samael, who was ready, squatted down and, under Zhu Yue's ashamed and indignant gaze, removed the shoes and socks from the True Ancestor's feet.

Altrouge, who was acting as an accomplice to the tiger, quickly handed over a stool. The ancient snake gave her an approving look, and then placed her pair of crystal-clear, jade-like feet on the stool and secured them with hemp rope.

It must be said that Arcueid's feet have extremely high arches, and her adorable toes, exposed to the air, curl inwards, like exquisite and delicate jade.

Even though Samael didn't have a foot fetish, he couldn't help but hold the bird's feather a little longer before reluctantly picking it up. He looked at Zhu Yue with a wistful gaze and murmured with a smile, "..."

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency..."

"Bring on whatever tricks you have up your sleeve, don't think I'll give in!"

Zhu Yue's face was full of murderous intent, yet she remained fearless and completely unaware of the seriousness of the situation.

However, the King of the Moon soon regretted his boast.

"Bastard... haha... let go..."

"Scum... pest... fight me... pfft... to the death!"

"Waaah...no...don't touch me...I won't let you get away with this..."

Amidst a mix of cursing and shouting that sounded like both crying and laughing, the Moon King, bound to a chair and unable to move, trembled, his eyes rolled back, and his muscles convulsed uncontrollably.

A feather, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes reversed, sometimes smooth, caused various tingling, itching, soreness, and swelling sensations to spread through the sensitive skin to the victim's limbs and bones, as if countless ants were crawling and gnawing on the toes.

“Samael…bastard…you…you can forget about breaking the seal! Wahahaha…”

Even so, Zhu Yue stubbornly refused to relinquish the sole authority to remove the demonic sword's influence.

"This looks like a lot of fun, I want to try it too!"

At this moment, Altrouge, who was watching from the side, was itching to do so. She picked up a bird feather and gave her mother a foot massage.

Seeing the once-powerful Moon King trembling and laughing in her hands, completely losing his composure, Altruki, who was addicted to this sense of desecration, played even more enthusiastically.

Later on, this filial daughter even squeezed out Samael and took two seats for herself to "fulfill her filial duty" to her mother.

Even though she resorted to such underhanded tactics, Zhu Yue, who was exhausted from the torture, remained incredibly tough. Even though she bit her lip until it bled, she never uttered a word of begging for mercy or surrendering, let alone offered a way to unseal the seal.

It seems this method only works on that bullying, cowardly girl, Bawanshi. It's useless against someone with a bad temper.

Seeing that Zhu Yue had been struggling for over an hour, even sticking out her tongue several times, but still refused to give in, Samael had no choice but to abandon this fruitless method.

Soon, Arcueid's main personality surfaced, suppressing Zhu Yue's consciousness as it reappeared.

However, when the princess broke the ropes and stood up from the chair, the aftereffects of being tormented for so long kicked in, and her legs went weak, almost causing her to fall to the ground.

Fortunately, Samael intervened in time and picked up Arcueid, whose body was almost limp.

This torment allowed Bai Ji, who had suffered an undeserved calamity, to rest for a while before she could recover and the lingering effects of the torture were eliminated.

Seeing that he had no clue what to do, and considering that this bad idea would also cause the princess suffering, the ancient serpent had no choice but to give up for the time being. After instructing Black Princess to take care of Arcueid, he got up and went into the side room, intending to get a good night's sleep to relax and recharge before making further plans when he woke up.

In the living room, Arcueid watched the dejected figure recede into the distance, hesitant to speak, a faint golden glint appearing in his crimson eyes.

At this time, it was still dark, around three or five in the morning, a time when people are quite tired.

After days of travel and a series of startling encounters, Samael was quite tired. As soon as he entered the bedroom, he squinted, yawned, walked to the bed, buried his head in the soft pillow, and fell into a deep sleep.

However, after an unknown amount of time, Samael, who was fast asleep, was awakened by an inexplicable heavy pressure and a rustling sound in front of him.

who? !

Alerted, the ancient snake suddenly opened its eyes, but what it saw was a half-open window creaking in the breeze.

Arcueid, who had infiltrated from here, was sitting astride his waist with her back to the crescent moon outside the window, her blood-red eyes staring straight at him.

Phew, it was just a false alarm.

Seeing this, Samael's heart, which had been pounding, calmed down slightly, and his gaze toward Arcueid held a hint of helplessness and frustration.

"Princess, are you hungry again?"

Arcueid, who was somewhat stunned, came to his senses upon hearing this, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He shook his head repeatedly, hesitated for a moment, and then muttered to himself.

"Actually, during the process of intertwining with Zhu Yue's consciousness, I thought of a way that might eliminate the influence of the demonic sword on you..."

"Ok?"

Samael was somewhat surprised by the unexpected answer.

Under that gaze, Arcueid paused briefly, a determined look appearing in his eyes, before answering earnestly.

“Previously, the progenitor eliminated the planetary will’s restrictions on her by absorbing your blood. Similarly, perhaps we can take similar measures to allow the moon’s great source to merge and resonate with your essential power. If the two are in harmony, then the moon’s power possessed by the demon sword will be unable to affect you.”

Yes, why didn't I think of that?

In an instant, Samael's confused thoughts on this issue seemed to clear up like the sun breaking through the clouds, and his eyes involuntarily brightened.

"You mean..."

"Body fluid exchange!"

Arcueid tightened her pretty face and solemnly announced the answer.

"Cough cough!"

Samael coughed violently and choked. Although he knew what those four words meant in his world, the somewhat stunned ancient snake couldn't help but let his eyes dart around and pretend to be stupid.

"Blood?"

"No! You're not a vampire, so drinking blood shouldn't have the same effect on you."

However, Arcueid shook his head slightly, corrected him seriously, and then softened his tone and responded earnestly, much like a teacher giving a lecture.

"The idea is correct, but we need to choose a method of fluid exchange that is common to most organisms."

Having said that much, the meaning is practically explicit.

The common biological exchange of bodily fluids can be simply explained as mating.

Moreover, this method is not only feasible within the same race, but also common in cross-race unions.

As we all know, the terrifying upright apes on Earth develop super-friendly interactions with other species every year, repeatedly pushing the boundaries of morality.

For example, cows, sheep, pigs, and horses (don't ask me how I know), Indian monitor lizards (India is awesome!), sea bass (the nun's confessional), cacti (those who want to sleep with cacti can sign up)...

They can even go so far as to become infatuated with things like silicone objects (cups), household appliances (five-speed electric fans), and various weapons (ship girls, gun girls).

In short, their seeds have been sown by mammals and amphibians, by fish and plants, and by organic and inorganic matter.

At this moment, Samael recalled the scene before Black Princess arrived, when he and Arcueid almost went off against each other, and immediately realized that Arcueid might have had a similar plan before.