Styxia, Ancient City of Dragon Remains.
"I... I've never felt the aura of the Manifestation be so fragrant, so... comfortable."
After Lumina had created a new "Order of the Underworld," Castorice also finally put her mind at ease.
After a simple inspection, she walked out of the Nether Realm with the rest.
Sensing the aura in reality, Castorice's vision suddenly became a little blurred.
A wave of warmth covered her eyes, making her feel extremely happy.
Her eyes welled with tears.
[At the end of the sea of flowers, the souls of the living will warm your fingertips, and after embracing, there will be an eternal separation]
Castorice had been prepared for a long time. Before heading to Styxia, Castorice had already made preparations, preparations... for an eternal separation.
She had even, even made preparations to forever separate from Sister Lumina.
But the final result was completely opposite to what the divine decree had prophesied.
Castorice did not need to separate. She could "live," walking in the mortal world just as she had before.
Even... after becoming the Demigod of [Death], Castorice could already freely control the leakage of power from her body.
To put it simply, the Curse that had troubled Castorice before could now be freely controlled by her.
She could already... go touch any of the things she had never dared to touch and could not touch before.
Castorice did not know, did not know if this was the "Authority" obtained after becoming the Demigod of [Death], or if Sister Lumina had secretly helped her without her knowledge.
But either way, Castorice was immensely grateful to Sister Lumina.
Either way, the final result would always flow toward Sister Lumina.
Because the most important thing was still being able to walk out of the Nether Realm, not having to stay there alone, spending a long lifetime maintaining the Order of the Nether Realm...
Castorice looked at Lumina, her eyes brimming with tears that continuously welled up and shimmered with crystalline luster in the air.
Lumina naturally felt Castorice's gaze.
In response to this, Lumina turned and met her eyes, smiling tenderly as she said, "Sister Castorice, from now on, you can do everything you want to do."
"S-Sister Lumina..."
Hearing those words, the tears of gratitude in Castorice's eyes instantly overflowed.
She threw open her arms and flung herself directly into Lumina's embrace.
"S-Sister Lumina, th-thank you..."
Castorice wrapped her arms tightly around Lumina's back, sobbing uncontrollably like a bullied child in her mother's embrace.
"Good girl~"
Feeling the dampness on her chest, Lumina showed no trace of disgust.
In fact... she even felt that having a beautiful girl shed tears in her arms had a peculiar, delightful charm of its own.
Like a mother being trusted and loved so deeply by her own child... this filled Lumina with immense pleasure and comfort.
Under this extreme comfort and pleasure, a sudden surge of restlessness stirred in Lumina's heart.
She seemed to want to make Castorice's tears flow even faster... As for how to achieve that.
She wasn't sure...
Though a restlessness had been born, Lumina did not pay it much mind.
Feeling the softness of Castorice's body, Lumina naturally opened her arms and held her.
One hand rested on her slender waist, while the other lay on her back, gently patting to soothe the emotions in her heart.
Their posture in this moment looked just like a mother and daughter with an extremely close relationship.
But if one observed closely, they would discover...
Lumina's hand placed on Castorice's waist was behaving somewhat naughtily.
It was moving around, instantly causing this "mother-daughter filter" to shatter.
After all,
what kind of mother would, while embracing her daughter's waist, also be moving her hand around on it?
This very obviously seemed to have already exceeded the boundaries between "mother and daughter."
Well... but it also didn't seem to have exceeded it by much.
After all, as a mother, in the situation where her daughter was covered in tears, simply checking her body a little, is there a problem?
Of course, there was no problem at all.
These actions were all an old mother showing care for her daughter, not an outsider's voyeuristic gaze at a beautiful girl.
Under these circumstances, Castorice soon stopped her tear-covered state.
The touched expression on her face gradually turned into a shy one.
After all... after all, Sister Lumina's little hand constantly roaming over her waist was really, really ticklish.
With this ticklish sensation fueling her, Castorice truly, truly found it hard to control the emotions within her heart.
"Sister Lumina..."
Under the influence of this emotion, Castorice's original sobbing immediately turned into a gasping action.
Lying in Sister Lumina's embrace, feeling the scent wafting from her, Castorice felt extremely comfortable.
It was just that this piece of clothing was a bit in the way.
If this piece of clothing were removed, allowing Castorice to have close skin-to-skin contact with Sister Lumina... then, then how much more comfortable would that be?
Castorice's mind immediately fell into a fantasy.
In her fantasy, Sister Lumina was not only without clothes, but even without underwear.
Just lying on the bed, allowing Castorice to perform a series of operations without offering any resistance...
"Aha... ahaha... aha..."
At the thought of this scene, Castorice's breathing became somewhat heavy and warm.
"Hmm?"
Lumina, unaware of Castorice's thoughts, suddenly felt a major shift in Castorice's emotions and state of mind in her arms, leaving her a bit confused.
How had Castorice inexplicably changed like this in such a short time?
The warm tears had now turned into warm breath, which felt somewhat strange to Lumina.
However, she didn't think much of it.
Lumina could sense that both the earlier tear-streaked emotion and the current warm, panting breath were beneficial to her.
Since it was beneficial, there was no need to dwell on it.
After waiting for a moment, Lumina loosened her arms around Castorice and gently patted her shoulder with her small hand, giving a simple signal.
"Hmm... Sister Lumina."
Even though she was immersed in her own world, Castorice could still clearly feel Sister Lumina's shoulder pat.
No matter how reluctant she was to let go, Castorice had no choice but to slowly loosen her embrace at Sister Lumina's signal.
"Hehehe..." After they untangled themselves and pulled apart, Lumina was momentarily stunned, then covered her small mouth and chuckled softly.
"Si... Sister Lumina..."
Although Sister Lumina hadn't said a word, Castorice could still feel it. Sister Lumina must be, must be laughing at her, right?
Even though Sister Lumina's laughter contained no trace of mockery, Castorice felt extremely shy, somewhat... unable to face Sister Lumina.
Thus, under Sister Lumina's laughter, Castorice clenched the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands, slowly burying her crimson-flushed head into her collarbone.
The same shy posture from the Nether Realm resurfaced in Castorice once more.
"Castorice-mei is as cute as a little kitten right now."
Taking in Castorice's appearance, Lumina's laughter grew louder.
Just now, Castorice's face had been slightly flushed, her eyes crystalline and rimmed with red from the tears.
Coupled with that beautiful little face, anyone's heart would be utterly mesmerized.
"Si, Sister Lumina..."
Being praised like this by Lumina, Castorice buried her head even deeper.
Although Castorice's thoughts were extremely bold, in reality, she didn't dare to act on them at all.
Rather than not daring, it was more that she didn't know how.
As for everything else, Castorice could only imagine it in her mind... At most, she could write the scenes in her head down in a book as a story...
"Alright, alright, I'll stop teasing you." Seeing Castorice's face, which looked like it was about to bleed from the blush, Lumina said no more.
Although everything Lumina had said was true, with no intention of playing a trick on Castorice, who could blame her for being so shy?
Lumina felt that if she continued, Castorice would silently crouch down and start digging a hole in the ground.
Once her Shame Meter reached its peak, she would bury her head directly inside...
Well, although Castorice burying her head would present an extremely good opportunity for Lumina...
But Lumina would not take advantage of someone in distress. After all, such matters still required the consent and willingness of both parties.
Although Lumina felt that, given Castorice's current feelings toward her, she would agree and be more than willing to let her do whatever she wanted...
Without overthinking it, Lumina simply glanced around at everyone present, smiled slightly, and gestured, "Let's go."
"Back to Okhema."
Castorice had already completed her mission here. Stelle's body was restored, and Castorice had become a Demigod of [Death].
Without a doubt, all the tasks set before coming to Styxia had been fully accomplished.
Hmm... Although Lumina had put in a lot of effort in this.
While everyone else had completed their tasks, Lumina's own task was a breach of contract.
What she had said at the beginning, that she would not interfere in this journey and leave the matter entirely to Castorice, Stelle, and Mem, was pure nonsense.
Although she indeed hadn't intervened to help them at first, she had helped them in almost every critical moment, making it no different from intervening throughout the entire process.
"Hmm... Oh, right."
Thinking about intervening throughout the entire process, Lumina seemed to remember something.
The Remains of the Dead Dragon!
"Sister Castorice, Stelle, Mem, wait for me for a moment, I'm going to the Nether Realm to handle something."
Back in the Nether Realm, Lumina had sensed the aura of the Remains of the Dead Dragon.
But because of Sister Castorice and the Order of the Underworld, Lumina had forgotten about this...
It couldn't be helped, after all, in Lumina's eyes, the Remains of the Dead Dragon was not a beautiful girl.
If the Remains of the Dead Dragon had appeared before Lumina in the form of a beautiful girl from the start, Lumina would never have forgotten it no matter what.
But it wasn't a big deal, since she remembered now.
Waving her hand and gesturing to the others, Lumina's figure vanished from their sight.
Everyone: "?"
Faced with this scene, everyone was a bit confused, but no one said anything.
After all, with Lumina's strength, nothing could possibly go wrong.
Since that was the case, they would just have to wait patiently on the spot.
"..."
The others weren't very clear about what Lumina wanted to do, but only Herta knew.
Actually, it wasn't hard to guess. Anyone with even a tiny bit of understanding of Lumina's personality could guess the purpose of her trip.
If there was one thing that could make Lumina temporarily set aside the beautiful girl in front of her to do it.
Then it could only be said that this matter was something related to a beautiful girl.
Without a doubt, simply connecting the cause and effect would allow one to guess it.
Lumina entered the Nether Realm for the sake of those Remains of the Dead Dragon...
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"Pol... Polyxia?!"
Not much time had passed, barely a minute at most, before Lumina appeared before everyone, accompanied by a girl sitting in a wheelchair.
Looking at the girl in the wheelchair beside Sister Lumina, Castorice was utterly bewildered.
Her small face was filled with a cute, blank expression, her little mouth slightly open, her very appearance radiating endless shock.
The girl sitting in the wheelchair before them was the [Death] Titan, Thanatos herself, and also... could be considered Castorice's younger sister.
"Si... sister?"
Castorice was bewildered, but obviously, Polyxia was even more so.
Sitting in the wheelchair, she tilted her head, her face, which shared a ninety percent resemblance with Castorice's, filled with confusion.
In Polyxia's memory, hadn't she... just completed her final mission?
How did she suddenly appear here?
Polyxia was puzzled, but Polyxia saw her, saw Castorice.
"Cas...torice?"
Polyxia softly called out Castorice's name. Though her mind was currently a complete blank, she could still call out the name of someone she cherished at first glance.
"Polyxia, I'm here..."
Less than a minute later, the blush on Castorice's face had not yet completely faded.
But seeing Polyxia appear before her and call her name, the blush on Castorice's face actually vanished at a visible speed.
"You two talk, you two talk."
"When you're done, we can head back to Okhema."
Though she didn't know the process of Castorice becoming the [Death] Demigod, Lumina could still see her feelings for Polyxia.
Leaving the space to the two of them, Lumina flashed back to Herta's side.
Herta had to admit, Lumina's observation skills when it came to beautiful girls were truly monstrous.
That dead dragon had grown to look like that, yet Lumina could actually tell her past self was a beautiful girl. That was just plain ridiculous, alright?
Hmm... okay, thinking about it carefully, it wasn't actually that ridiculous.
After all, all the previous information had confirmed that Castorice was a twin.
Since it was known that Castorice was a beautiful girl, it was only normal for the other one to be a beautiful girl too.
"Hey, Little Herta, you're jealous of their sisterly bond, aren't you?" Seeing Herta staring at Castorice and Polyxia while lost in thought, Lumina leaned close to her ear and whispered softly, "Others might need to be jealous, but you don't have to be at all."
"As long as Little Sister Herta likes it, I won't mind no matter how many times you call me Sister Lumina."
Lumina wanted to tempt Herta into saying those four words of her own free will.
"You're truly boring."
Hearing this, Herta couldn't be bothered to pay her any mind.
Become sisters?
Of course we could.
But I must be the older sister!
It must be:
"Big Sister Herta" and "Little Sister Lumina"!