Chapter 393 CH 359:THE CURSE(2)

Medea was so entranced by what just happened she lost all her words and could only ask in a dumbfounded way

"How...?"

Sol smiled, "Do you really want me to explain such a serious problem while we are still connected like this."

His blunt words caused Medea to blush heavily and Sol laughed seeing her cute reaction. This enticed him to tease her a little, which he did, before letting her go.

"Let's talk with your mother. This is a very important discussion that will definitely interest her and your sisters too.”

He didn’t want to have this conversation twice, which would help him determine Ambrosia’s position on the matter regarding Salem.

"Mhm..."

She could only nod shyly as she already felt his hot white liquid slowly leak out of her quivering snatch...

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After trying to frolic around a bit in the shower, but being unsuccessful for the most part, Sol gave up on the idea as he understood that she was too worried about what was exactly happening to entertain him anymore.

Once they were ready they took the corridor until they found the door to her former prison and current home.

There... In the usual small garden, was Ambrosia with her three daughters and surprisingly Isis was present as well.

Of course, once he remembered that Ambrosia was friends with Anubis her appearance became less surprising.

"Good evening Ambrosia. I hope you have been keeping well."

Ambrosia responded to his greeting with a smile, “Welcome back Sol. I didn’t join your small gathering because I guessed I might have made most of them uncomfortable,”

Sol chuckled, “I would have been happy to have you.”

Of course, he understood what she meant. If Ambrosia was present, the atmosphere might have become more restricted. After all, she was a Demigod powerhouse. The only ones she couldn’t kill or harm in the room would have been Sol and Camelia. Everyone else was fair game.

Few people would be happy sitting in the same room as a stranger that could decide their life and death in an instant.

Sol and Ambrosia continued exchanging pleasantries when Freya chimed in with a curious expression as she took out a notebook.

"You already finished? This was faster than I calculated. Are you perhaps tired? I think Persephone has some concoction that could help in prolonging your sessions.”

Sol was absolutely baffled for a short instant before he understood what she meant. The funniest thing here was that analyzing her expression, she was clearly not even trying to tease him but was sincerely concerned about his sexual stamina.

“Freya!”

Everyone, except for Sol, blushed due to her brazen remark. Even Persephone coughed a little with embarrassment while Sol began laughing aloud like no tomorrow.

He didn’t think he could have missed that quirky pink witch that had once nonchalantly asked to have children with her. But her antics were really golden at times like these.

He grinned, “Trust me, I have no problem on that side of things.”

Clearly, she was wrong.

She turned towards Isis and apologized. Thankfully, the one to receive the full brunt of her aura had been Sol. So Isis was only slightly shocked by the sudden change.

“I am sorry, child.”

“Oh! Nono! It’s alright, really. I am fine.”

‘Such a good child. Anubis really got a good girl.’

Ambrosia really felt like burying herself. Losing her control like this in front of so many children was something she had never wanted.

She took a deep breath and forced her trembling hands to calm down.

“Sol, those words, can you take responsibility for them?”

“Ambrosia. I never utter words thoughtlessly when it comes to such important matters. You should know about that already.”

The others witches were speechless. Not truly able to understand what was happening. Rather, his words had been so shocking that their mind went blank for an instant.

“Is it really possible?”

Freya mumbled as she took out her notebook again. Her eyes slightly quivering. She had long summarized that Sol would be the key to undoing the curse.

But in her expectations, this would happen for the next generations if Sol managed to have children with witches.

Then those children should be able to have the best of both worlds. It was pure speculation of course but it had been logical.

But what? Breaking the curse? Something that not even Ambrosia nor the four of them had been able to do despite thousands of years of research?

The more she thought about this, the more she shivered in fright and excitement.

If Sol was telling the truth. If he really found a way.

Should they be happy? Happy at the fact that they could finally realize their dreams?

Or should they be sad? Sad that the solution to their problem that lasted thousand years was found by a boy that was barely an adult.

The calmest one was undoubtedly Kali. After all, she did not really care about the curse. She was not interested in having any kind of relationship, much less having children or anything of the like.

This was why she was able to ask,

“What is the catch?”

Sol shrugged, “Equivalent exchange. The curse is the price to pay for your powers. So...”

Ambrosia finished, “Losing the curse would mean losing our power.”

“Bingo.”

Sol was calm. There was always a price or at the very least a hindrance. Sol had yet to reach the level where he could disregard the rule of equivalent exchange.

This moment was merely the first step toward a much bigger goal.

If he could reliably cut the connection between the witches and Asmodeus then... Once he became stronger... He would have much more confidence in cutting a contract of a much higher degree.