Chapter 422: How About You Be My Daugther?

Ferti’nier’s last statement had me feeling really important all of a sudden. However, all that talk about calling her mum didn’t sit well with me. Her promise of granting my wish was predicated on me calling her mum, and that wish was limited to what she could do as well…

Hold on, she’s a goddess, isn’t she? She’s an evil goddess, yes, but the last part is still true. That means she can control certain laws of this world! So the problem that has been plaguing me all this while can finally be resolved…

“Can you give me a gender then?” I asked gingerly, though rather than this being an exploratory question, it would be more accurate to call it a dearly held wish of mine, seeing as my eyes were practically sparkling at this point. For an evil goddess who had existed since time immemorial, such a task was probably easy.

“Of course.” She nodded her head without any hesitation. “Your mum will make sure you become the most beautiful girl ever.”

“…why not a boy?”

“Because they are wretched things.” The moment Lolthe’s projection said that, her face scrunched up like a person who had just stepped on a cockroach. Having said that, her eyes went wide for a second as if she had realised something as well. “Naturally, your father is an exception.” She said with undisguised fervor. “He’s a god amongst men. Not like those other cockroaches!”

“…” That’s just not a fair comparison…

“A girl would be better. Pretty, fragrant, and when you eat them… I mean, hug them, they are just so soft and comfy.”

That was some R-rated stuff we almost got into right there. Also, when you say eat, do you mean eat or do you mean ‘eat’?

“But I don’t want to be a girl!”

“Your father must have had his reasons for keeping you as an Origin Angel when he gave birth to you. As your mum, I can’t just mess up his plans so haphazardly.”

Well, aren’t you getting all comfortable with calling yourself my mum? I haven’t even acknowledged you yet!

Looks like there is no choice. I have to use that.

With a light cough and a twitching smile on my face, I turned towards the projection of Lolthe and said, “if you can turn me into a boy, I’ll call you mother dearest.”

“Mummy dearest!?” The moment I said that, I could see the unbridled greed flashing in her eyes, even through that projection of hers. I knew I had her then. Yet such a state only lasted a few seconds before her expression mellowed down.

“I still feel that your honorable father, Lucifer, must have had his own reasons for keeping you as an Origin Angel, so just mum is fine. There’s no need for something so ostentatious as mother dearest.”

“…” Exactly how much of a die-hard fan are you?!

“But if you’re willing to be a girl, I’m more than happy to help you right this instant.”

“NO.” I didn’t even need to consider before replying. Being a girl and all that… sorry, but I’ll pass!

“Then I’m afraid your mum is powerless to help you.” Loathe shook her head in your typical I’ve-done-my-best fashion. The sigh she let forth almost made me want to conjure up a wall just to bang my head against.

So you’re saying, as long as it’s a girl, it’s fine… exactly how much do you hate men? Don’t you know that men and women are all equal? Gender discrimination is not cool!

Naturally, all that talk about gender equality was all theoretical – just philosophical musings – nothing I would dare say out loud.

Still, the question then became, what was the point of acknowledging her as my mum? Or perhaps it was more accurate to say, what were the advantages of doing so?

That thought must have been written pretty clearly on my face at that point as the projection of Lolthe immediately said something that left me speechless after a quick glance in my direction. “You want something else from your mum then?”

“Yes… no… I mean, never.”

Phew. Almost admitted it there.

“Don’t you know? Kids mustn’t be naughty, otherwise they have to be spanked.” Lolthe threw me a knowing smile and winked. “The kind of spanking where you get hung up as well.”

It was then that I remembered I was still a prisoner…

“Mo– Godmother!!!” I yelled with eyes closed. Mum was just too shameful for me to use so I settled on that compromise instead.

The gate leading to the Western Human Realms had disappeared at this point. The two girls, Mo Na and Mo Ning, took this opportunity to exchange a silent glance with each other.

Initially, both of them wanted to accompany Mo Ke across the gate but the gate only allowed for one person to cross it. Besides, Mo Ke had no way of knowing what motives the other party had so there was no way he would ever allow the two of them to cross the gate even if its capacity was higher. The Exchange Array still needed a lot of work before it could become functional so he decided to delegate the task of finding the remaining materials to Mo Na.

As per his instructions, Mo Na would first seek out the Demon Fire Salamanders to procure the Eight-star heart of a Flame Devouring Fish. Then by making use of the salamanders’ relationship with the Fire Elementals, she could then procure the last ingredient needed.

However, while his plans might have seemed foolproof on the surface, his harem had another idea instead.

Just seconds after Mo Ke left, Mo Ning, who suddenly came to the conclusion that she was now a stepmother, decided to break the ice with her new stepdaughter. “Don’t worry, Mo Na, while dearest is gone, I’ll…”

“Mo Na doesn’t like you!” The normally well-behaved and adorable Mo Na immediately interrupted her with a deathly glare. “Mo Na hates you!”

“…” Completely ignorant to how she had offended this new stepdaughter of hers, Mo Ning couldn’t help but feel a slight headache at that point. Wasn’t she always a sweet little girl in front of Mo Ke? Was that all a front? Or perhaps she was really angry?

“Mo Na, is there some sort of misunderstanding between us?”

“Mama belongs to Mo Na, and no else!”

That was basically all she needed to hear.

As she stared at the pouting girl with arms folded around her chest, Mo Ning couldn’t help but wonder if perhaps her plans had been wrong from the start? However, that thought was swiftly stamped out.

She liked females, that much was certain. And by her reckoning, it was almost a matter of time before the clan matched her up with some male steed of good pedigree. That was her fate for having a mutated bloodline and also being a female. Had she been a male, she probably would have been matched with multiple females instead. Either way, the plan was to spread the seed and produce multiple offsprings.

That clearly didn’t sit well with her at all. After all, how could you love the person when the gender wasn’t right in the first place? This matter had grown to be a significant problem for Mo Ning. Thankfully, this problem didn’t persist for long as a certain somebody suddenly came knocking on their clan’s door, declaring his intent to conquer them. Pfft.

Long story short, that somebody ended up with a mate who was a horse… a horse.

With regards to this new mate of hers, Mo Ning had nothing to complain about. Mo Ke’s looks were top notch and a horse couldn’t really ask for much more than that. That was why she treasured this relationship she had with Mo Ke and wanted to protect it. Unfortunately, their relationship always maintained a respectful distance. But as the saying went, even water can wear down rock given time. As long as she stuck to it, this summit that was Mo Ke would be conquered by her sooner or later.

Even so, it didn’t change the fact that Mo Ke was a tough nut to crack. That was when Mo Ning had the idea to try an indirect approach instead. If Mo Ke wasn’t feasible, then how about those around him? Well, that seemed a good plan until Mo Na loudly declared her ownership of her mama.

“Now that’s an interesting thing you said there.” Previously content with watching the show from the sidelines, Jeerah suddenly interrupted them before sashaying up to the two bickering females. She greeted Mo Ning with a mysterious smile then proceeded to address Mo Na. “A flat-chested brat like you actually thinks she has a shot? Hah.”

“Who are you calling a flat-chested brat?”

“Clearly whoever answered.”

“Mo Na will grow bigger in the future, just you watch! Bigger than yours too!”

“We can talk about that when it happens.”

“…”

With no way to counter that, Mo Na dejectedly eyed her runway of a chest, then turned at Jeerah’s own ample bosom. In all likelihood, catching up to her was going to take a while.

As the saying went, it was never too late for a gentleman to have his revenge. Unfortunately, even a second was too long for a young girl like her.

Finally, something snapped in her. She raised her dainty pink fingers and pointed at Jeerah. “Get her, Cinderel!”

“Woof woof woof~~” Ever the loyal follower of Mo Na, Cinderel valiantly rushed to the rescue of her master. It was just too bad that this little puppy was still too young for that… all her biting did was leave behind a rapidly fading bite mark on Jeerah.

Seeing that, Jeerah couldn’t help but want to laugh. She lifted up the fluffy little dog, and with a smile on her face, began swinging the dog back and forth until the poor little puppy’s eyes were swimming with stars.

(Say no to content thief!)

“That’s enough playing for now.” Jeerah handed over the dizzy package in her hands to Mo Na then continued, “are you trying to start something the moment my adorable master leaves? You’d better be careful that I don’t reveal your little act.”

“Hmph.” Mo Na looked down at the googly eyes dog in her hands, mind still plotting a way to get her revenge.

Just like that, those three scheming girls began their daily lives without Mo Ke.