Chapter 125: He Won't Be Able to Get Out of Bed for the Next Two Days
Under the protection of the elf squad, Oka successfully stepped into a stronghold's teleportation array and returned to the elf race territory.
The entire journey could be described as an absolute narrow escape without any actual casualties. The second half of her escape had been remarkably smoother than she initially anticipated; she ate well, drank well, and didn't cross paths with a single troublemaker.
However, her physical relief did nothing to lighten the heavy burden weighting on her mind. Remembering the exact words Sophia had spoken to her back then, a wave of profound exhaustion washed over her soul. At times, she couldn't help but wonder: *Could I truly be the one in the wrong?*
Looking out at the harmonious, loving, and serene atmosphere generated by the surrounding elves, she shook her tiny little head, forcing herself to banish those absurd thoughts to the back of her mind. Sophia had undoubtedly been corrupted and deluded by the words of the Demon King; that was the only reason she would spout such nonsense.
Unfortunately, the teacher remained completely oblivious to the fact that the elves protecting her on her journey home were merely ordinary low-tier clansmen–hybrids born of elves and humans. They had absolutely zero access to the true nature of Potimas, which meant they naturally looked no different from any other peace-loving wood elf.
"You've returned?"
Inside a massive treehouse, Potimas–who was currently inhabiting a fresh organic body–greeted his long-traveled daughter with his usual benevolent, warm demeanor.
"Yes!"
"I've managed to return with my life intact."
Potimas extended his hand to gently stroke her hair, his eyes loaded with a flawless display of fatherly concern. "You must be exhausted, right?"
"Moving forward, just remain quietly within the sanctuary of our territory. The remaining reincarnations are almost exclusively descendants of imperial royalty and high-ranking nobility; leave those matters for me to handle."
Potimas felt that the utility value of this particular pawn had already been thoroughly milked dry. Permitting her to roam free outside would likely yield zero returns. However, the teacher's unique ability possessed the capacity to forcefully restrict the status parameters of the reincarnations; in the event that things spiraled out of control, she would act as his ultimate insurance policy.
To ensure absolute safety, the most logical play was to leverage a specific event to put her under a localized house arrest. Allowing her to continue running around in the outside world was simply inviting too many variables. Just look at this latest operation–she had nearly failed to return entirely.
"How can I do that? I'm fully capable of protecting myself," Oka argued, proving that she was far from a submissive, fragile little girl. She stubbornly tilted her head upward, fighting her corner.
"You've dragged so many of your fellow clansmen into peril this time, and you still haven't learned your lesson?" Potimas's tone suddenly turned remarkably stern.
"...Then allow me to conduct my operations entirely alone."
Potimas knit his brows. "Absolutely not. The risk factor is entirely too high."
"Lord Potimas, the little princess has already pushed herself to her absolute limits. We are more than willing to continue offering our assistance," the surrounding elves stepped in to plead on the teacher's behalf. "Please, grant the little princess her wish."
"Everyone..." Oka felt so profoundly moved by her companions that her chest tightened. As expected, the elves were truly the most kind-hearted race.
"Sigh~"
Potimas feigned a look of pure distress before letting out a long, heavy sigh, presenting the blueprint he had engineered well ahead of schedule to the teacher.
"How about I send you to the Royal Academy of the Analeit Kingdom to pursue advanced studies?"
"The Kingdom is situated on the opposite end of the Great Elroe Labyrinth. That specific continent is completely devoid of external warfare, ruled entirely under the banner of a single empire–it represents the absolute rearguard of humanity."
"To guarantee the absolute safety of their children, the imperial princes, the descendants of high nobility–essentially every single child carrying an exalted lineage–will be dispatched to reside and study within that academy. It is a completely carefree environment, effectively the most peaceful nation on the entire planet."
"Almost every single remaining reincarnation is currently situated within that academy. You can head over there and safeguard them from within."
Oka's eyes lit up instantly. This sounded like an absolute dream scenario; it was both remarkably secure and allowed her to fulfill her mission of protecting her students. Her father was truly a piece of work–acting all strict and unyielding on the surface while quietly arranging everything beautifully behind her back. He was such a classic little tsundere.
Hehe~
"Thank you, Father! Thank you for every single thing you do for us!"
Potimas let out a cheerful chuckle, playfully ruffling her hair. "Haha, it's all for the sake of world peace."
Oka's heart felt wrapped in pure warmth as she hugged the old elf around the waist, acting thoroughly spoiled. "Hehehe!"
A faint smile lingered in the corners of Potimas's eyes. "Go on then, pack your belongings."
"Understood!"
The exact millisecond the little loli's skipping silhouette vanished from the room, the warmth masking Potimas's face dissolved instantly, replaced by a cold, detached indifference.
The sudden manifestation of those two spider deities had triggered a trace of acute anxiety within him. He had originally plotted to usurp the astronomical reservoir of energy sealed within the GMA bomb to force his own breakthrough into the domain of the gods, only for someone to violently intercept his prize right before the finish line. He urgently needed to begin brainstorming alternative channels to harvest energy.
Perhaps the impending war between humans and demons would provide the ultimate breakthrough opportunity.
The baseline objective of the human-demon conflict was to force a massive culling of lives, thereby generating an astronomical volume of soul energy. It was a macro-engineering project the Demon King utilized to patch up the world's systemic energy deficit and prevent total global collapse. If he could hijack a massive fraction of an energy reservoir of that scale, it should comfortably allow him to take that final evolutionary step.
With that thought anchoring his mind, he began issuing rapid commands to his subordinates, initiating the opening phases of his operational sequence.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the world.
Inside the Demon King's Castle.
"Well now, you seem to be in an exceptionally radiant mood~" Ariel leaned back lazily against the sofa cushions, teasing the white-clad maiden standing before her.
From the exact millisecond she walked through the door, a dazzling smile had remained firmly anchored to the corners of her lips. Shiro slowly opened her beautiful eyes, giving Ariel a look that effectively communicated: *Figure it out yourself.*
Ariel: "..."
Tch, what exactly do you have to be so arrogant about? It's just...
Whatever. Although a wave of pure annoyance hit her chest, she couldn't be bothered to engage in a petty war of words. Here she was, sweating and working her fingers to the bone, while those two absolute freeloaders were casually flooding the rearguard with sickeningly sweet romantic energy.
*This is seriously infuriating.*
"Where is Shirazawa anyway? He mentioned earlier that he was going to help me purge that entire nest of rats."
Hearing his name, Shiro proudly puffed out her chest, tilting her chin up. "He won't be able to get out of bed for the next two days. Just leave the handling of that matter entirely to me."
Ariel froze in absolute astonishment for a brief second before catching the subtext, promptly rolling her eyes toward the ceiling. "Isn't that a bit excessive?"
"Hmph! Don't you dare look down on me."
Shiro tossed her head back with pride, clearly possessing absolute confidence regarding her personal combat endurance.
In reality, the moment that fateful night concluded, a ceasefire should have naturally gone into effect. However, Shirazawa had the absolute audacity to casually inform her that he had been fully aware of her identity as the little classroom spider from the very beginning, yet had purposefully kept his mouth shut, causing her to suffer through an agonizing sea of internal existential dread for weeks.
Consequently, as a fitting penalty for this absolute scoundrel, the bedroom doors had quite literally refused to open for three consecutive days. Given that he had already been heavily drained of his vital essence by Sophia beforehand, his physical parameters had naturally plummeted into a thoroughly critical state.
Fortunately, Shiro had passed along the next phases of divine cultivation methods to him. As long as he invested a bit of focused time into grinding back his baseline resistances, passive skills, and attribute amplifiers, he would comfortably restore himself to peak condition.
To wipe clean this absolute historical humiliation, Shirazawa was currently locked in a state of intense, frantic closed-door cultivation, fully prepared to reclaim his lost honor down the road. No matter what happened, he refused to remain pinned under her control indefinitely–he was going to launch a full-scale counter-offensive and act as the definitive master of the house!
"For the first time in my life, I am completely at a loss for words," Ariel muttered, her thoughts feeling thoroughly scrambled.
"Let's drop the idle chatter and cut straight to official business. The exact millisecond we wrap this up, I'm heading right back out with Shirazawa to enjoy our honeymoon." Shiro urged her to hurry along the sequence; she was currently running on a remarkably tight schedule.
"..." Ariel fell into a dark, stony silence.
*You're seriously in that much of a rush just to head back and act all lovey-dovey with your little boyfriend? Heh, women.*
To execute the assignment with maximum velocity, Shiro executed a massive sweep of her sleeve. In a flash, a dense, carpeted sea of miniature white spiders blanketed every single square inch of the demon territory.
A staggering total of 500,000 mini-spider clones materialized–every single one of them generated through her Egg-Laying skill following her deification. Summoning her spider silk, she would wrap the threads into a localized egg casing, and the exact second she activated the skill, a clone would burst forth; it was an incredibly magical process.
Unlike the autonomous white vanguard army or the Nightmares' Vestiges operating within the labyrinth, these miniature clones possessed zero independent consciousness. They required Shiro to personally pilot them via direct mental links. The exact millisecond they slipped out of her mental web, they would freeze instantly in place like hollow puppets.
Of course, the ultimate advantage of this design was that Shiro's divine consciousness and raw power could seamlessly descend into any singular clone at a fraction of a millisecond's notice. Every single tiny spider acted simultaneously as her split avatar and her true main body. Given the current threshold of her mental capacity, 500,000 units represented the absolute limit of her micro-management capabilities.
In a mere half-day's work, Shiro cleanly compiled a comprehensive, error-free list pinpointing every single individual harboring seditious thoughts within the demon hierarchy.
Plotting a full-scale coup right under the nose of the Supreme Demon King? These absolute idiots had severely underestimated just how utterly ruthless Ariel could be when provoked.
A sudden, violent hurricane swept through the entire demon race. Ariel, who had barely managed to secure a tiny window of breathing room, found herself instantly buried up to her neck in executive purges once again. Even Sael and Riel were forcefully reassigned by her orders, deployed straight to the frontlines to aid in the systematic cleansing of the demon territory.
Meanwhile, our esteemed Comrade Shiro, having effortlessly manufactured the definitive hit list, initiated a clean spatial teleportation and vanished straight back to the manor.
"A-Zhe~ Baby is finally back home~"
"Did you miss me?"
Shirazawa: "..."
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