Chapter 79. The Watching Sin

Chapter 79: 79. The Watching Sin

Envy’s thoughts drifted for a moment to the queen’s order.

’Don’t let anything happen to my daughters and to Kael.’

The silver-haired one and the handsome husband were still on the field. If they failed, that pink-haired Lust bitch was somewhere nearby, waiting for the right moment to appear.

She would protect them.

Envy hated admitting it, but the woman was strong enough to cover all of them if she chose to.

The ground shook under the approaching Warforged Titan.

Amber closed the last stretch of distance, red gown snapping around her legs.

One foot before the Titan would have carried her into the clearing she launched herself forward, right fist already clenched and glowing a deep, living red.

Blazing Impact

The air in front of her fist cracked with a sharp report.

A wave of pure fire roared outward and swallowed Envy in a dense, rolling sheet of flame.

Heat washed across the mirrors and the torn ground.

Envy did not even change expression.

She twisted two fingers in a small, almost casual motion.

The fire parted and swept away as if it had never been there, leaving only thin trails of smoke that vanished into the canopy.

Amber landed a few steps away, boots steady on the ground.

Her scarred eye stayed fixed on the black-haired woman.

"Why the sudden attack on this town? Grayhollow isn’t worth this much effort. What are you demons really after?"

Envy tilted her head, long black hair shifting across one shoulder.

"Does it matter to you? You’re just another naive & foolish ranker trying to keep a backwater wall standing."

"It matters if people are dying for it," Amber answered, voice rough and direct.

"Answer the question."

Envy’s mouth curved in a thin, uninterested smile.

"Let’s say it’s our beloved Queen’s order. Beyond that, you don’t need to know."

She lifted her hand in a short, dismissive gesture.

"Don’t worry. I’ll go easy on you. Since you have a mark on your face, you’re at least not better than me in looks or body."

Her dark eyes shifted to Mira, who had forced herself back onto her feet.

The short blue dress was still disordered, one side pulled higher than the other.

"But I won’t go easy on that big-bust slut. She annoys me with that body of hers. Oh, I’m so jealous. So jealous I want to strip her skin from her body already."

Dense black mana poured off Envy’s frame in visible waves.

She raised her index finger again and formed another thin arrow of pure darkness.

The arrow flew in a short arc and struck the mirror that displayed Mira’s inverted brown nipples in perfect detail.

The surface cracked with a crystalline snap.

A sharp, electric jolt shot straight through both of Mira’s nipples at once.

"Nn—ah~!"

The sudden, invasive current made her back arch.

Her heavy breasts trembled under the short blue dress as the sensation pulsed outward from the stiff peaks, half pain and half unwanted heat.

Shame flooded her face when she realized Amber was standing only a few steps away and had seen every reaction.

The surrounding mirrors continued to show the exact moment her nipples tightened and the way her body had answered the attack, leaving nothing hidden.

---

On the open field the fight between Lily and the horned general continued without pause.

The general kept trying to force the distance closed, driving the Hell-Boar forward in short, aggressive bursts so he could bring the heavy cleaver into true close combat.

Lily refused to let him. Every time the beast closed the gap she answered with another spell from the wooden staff.

Tidal Bind

Thick bands of pressurized water wrapped the Hell-Boar’s front legs and yanked them sideways.

The beast stumbled hard.

Whoosh-crash

The general snarled and cut the bands with a red-edged swing of the cleaver, but the moment of imbalance was enough.

Lily followed at once.

Current Lance

A narrow spear of spinning water shot from the staff and struck the general’s shoulder, forcing him to twist away from the next charge.

He never managed to close the final stretch.

Across from them Lina still struggled against the three purple skeletons.

The bony hands locked around her legs held firm no matter how she twisted.

She had already realized the truth.

Each skeleton carried the weight of at least a C-rank presence, and the strongest among them pressed close to B-minus.

What had looked like a simple two-against-one fight had become four against one, and the scarred warlord only stood back with a thin, satisfied smirk while his summons did the work.

Lina drove the spear down in a tight spiral.

Piercing Spiral

The tip punched through one skeleton’s ribcage with a dry, cracking sound.

Bone fragments scattered, but the remaining two only tightened their grip.

She spun the shaft and swept low.

Sweeping Crescent

The spear blade cut through both sets of bony ankles.

The skeletons toppled, yet their hands still refused to release her legs.

The warlord’s smirk widened.

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High on the remaining Titan Brianna kept her wooden staff planted and her eyes moving.

Any demon that tried to climb or approach the beast found thick green vines exploding from the ground to bind arms and legs.

Kael caught sight of her from the press of the lower ranks and felt a short, sharp relief.

’Eira should be safer with her there.’

He turned back to the next demon in front of him and kept the spare steel sword moving, mana coating the edge in a thin, efficient layer as he cut and stepped and cut again.

Among the Mindbreakers on the left flank a woman in a black robe stood slightly apart from the others.

A thin veil covered her face. The robe was meant to hide her figure, yet it failed to conceal the heavy curves of her breasts and hips.

A few strands of vivid pink hair had slipped free of the hood.

Her pink eyes stayed fixed on Kael with open, hungry heat.

One hand moved slowly between her thighs under the robe.

Her fingers rubbed in steady, deliberate circles against the already slick folds, the motion open and shameless.

A wet, soft sound rose with every stroke.

Schlick...schlick...

Low, breathy moans slipped past her lips, too quiet to carry over the noise of battle.

The expression beneath the veil was pure debauchery, eyes half-lidded and mouth slightly open as she worked herself without any attempt at restraint.

After a few more slow circles she lifted the glistening finger to her lips and dragged her tongue along its length, tasting herself while her gaze never left Kael.

A blissful, almost dreamy look settled over her features as she sucked the finger clean.

A human ranker noticed the shape under the black cloth and started to come toward her.

She only turned her head and looked at him. His eyes glazed over at once, pink heart-shaped light flickering across the irises.

He stopped in the middle of the field as if dreaming.

Two demons cut him down before he could take another step.

Lust’s thought was quiet and impatient.

’When will this fight end? I need a private meeting with the queen’s husband.’

Her gaze drifted to Seraphine.

The silver-haired girl moved through the demons with clean, effortless strokes of her dagger, each kill precise and without hesitation.

The sight pulled a short memory to the surface.

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After the meeting in the throne room Lust had gone to Isolde’s private chamber and requested an audience.

The air in the room had been thick with residual power.

Isolde sat on a low couch, pink hair loose, violet eyes already cold.

Lust knelt without being told and asked to be sent with Envy.

Isolde refused at once, voice flat and final.

Only when Lust promised to protect the daughters and the husband in secret, without open fighting, did the queen pause.

The silence stretched.

Isolde’s eyes turned dangerous, the temperature in the chamber dropping until Lust’s breath fogged.

"Don’t try anything funny with Kael, or I will kill you myself."

The words carried absolute weight.

Lust had pressed her forehead to the floor under that stare and stayed there until Isolde dismissed her.

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Now, watching Kael cut his way through the lower ranks, the memory of that humiliation burned hotter than before.

She decided she would do more than she had promised.

Her pink eyes shifted to the Titan where Eira still clung to the plated neck.

At the edge of the formation a red-skinned figure moved with unnatural quiet.

The Red Oni, chains trailing behind him, was using a stealth skill to close the distance toward the beast and the small girl on its back.

Lust watched the Oni for a long moment, fingers still moving slowly under the robe.

’Is he targeting the queen’s daughter? Let’s see what he does first. I can stop him anytime if he intends to harm her. I want to see Kael’s expression when one of his stepdaughters is in real danger. Will he make an expression of despair or will he be angry? Ahhh~, I can’t wait to find out.’