Infinite Returns : The More I Give, The Stronger I Become-Chapter 79: Want to be fiends ?

Chapter 79 — Want to be friends ?

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Inside the training ground of the Yagami household, Lionnel stood at the edge of the training ground, looking at a little girl with black hair and sharp red eyes in a sword stance.

"Chloé, you are holding your sword sloppily. Hold tighter," Lionnel’s voice echoed as he corrected his youngest daughter.

Chloé corrected her hold, her expression still focused.

"Your feet are too far apart. Close the gap a little, it’ll make your stance firmer." Lionnel said again.

And again, Chloé corrected herself without a word.

This continued for a good half an hour before Lionnel was finally satisfied with Chloé’s sword stance.

He nodded approvingly, "Keep this stance for half an hour. Not less. But I will accept more than half an hour," Lionnel said with a serious tone and face, but his words were clearly provoking Chloé.

She bit her lips softly, her expression cute. "You are bullying me, Father," she said in a cute voice. Not because she wanted to talk cute...

But just that her voice was naturally like that. And that’s why her family loved to make her crash out...

What a sight it was to see such a cute little girl with a cute voice shouting in an angry tone.

You would not be able to take her seriously. And that’s...

’I hate it!’ Chloé thought inwardly, her feet unconsciously stepping hard on the ground in frustration.

Lionnel smiled at this, "Fifteen minutes added. Now you will do the stance for forty-five minutes," he said as if he was waiting for this to happen.

Chloé’s eyes widened. "What?! That’s not fair, Father."

"Life is not fair, my dear daughter. You should go talk to Lucas, he will explain it to you better," Lionnel said with a shrug.

Chloé stood there for a moment before taking back her stance, but not before letting some words out to her father,

"I will tell all this to Ethan," Chloé said in a deeply serious, cutie voice, already planning in her mind how much she should cry once Ethan comes back.

Lionnel’s lips twitched, but he decided not to respond to his daughter’s words.

But in the back of his head, a thought surfaced,

’He wouldn’t dare, right? I am his father after all.’

He thought jokingly, knowing well Ethan was too filial for that kind of behavior.

Truly,

’What a good son.’

A troublemaker yes...

But still, a good one.

...

Back in the Tower, inside a hidden village in the middle of nowhere, all the people of this village were working—each of them either holding some rocks or other materials for construction.

In the middle of this village, Anita stood beside the village head as they looked at big paper on the table in front of them, which described some building.

But not just any building... it was a Church. A church for The Forgotten One, the one Anita claimed to be absolute.

"O Angel, you gave so many different skills! What is this building we are constructing?" the village chief, Maguette, said with amazement in her eyes.

Anita smiled. "A house, a sanctuary, a home, a refuge... you can call it by all these names and in the end, the meaning will be the same," she said, her voice calm and soothing, making Maguette instinctively close her eyes to enjoy the sensation.

That’s what angels do. Especially with this special body and bloodline given by Ethan.

"How long will it take to finish all this?" Maguette asked as she looked at her people working tirelessly to construct this building. But instead of complaining or feeling drained—

All of them had a smile on their face. A bright one at that. All because they would no longer have to worry about food, about water, about being ill or even without guidance... lost.

And the more they thought about it, the more they were grateful, and the more their faith in the god of this beautiful angel grew.

And so—

"Guys!! Let’s construct this place rapidly and flawlessly for our deity! Let’s show our gratefulness!" one person suddenly shouted with emotion, and immediately, the crowd responded,

"YES!"

"We will make it unbelievably beautiful."

"YES!"

They were immediately fired up as each of them started to work harder and even dared to change Anita’s design to make it more aesthetic.

Seeing this sight, Anita smiled and finally looked at Maguette.

"I think at this rate... it will take us maybe three to five months," she responded to Maguette’s previous question.

Maguette smiled and started to walk toward them.

"Where are you going? You are too old to do this type of thing," Anita said, seeing this old lady wanting to help.

But Maguette just smiled, "We have you here, O Angel. You will heal me if I break some bones," she said with a chuckle.

"And I want to at least help a little in the construction of our god’s home. I don’t want to be left behind," she said lastly before finally joining her people.

Anita stayed behind, looking at this scene with a soft expression.

All she wanted was to create a faith for her mister. But it seems like she stumbled upon a population worthy of being guided.

She smiled again, this time a proud one.

’I bet that old lady will be surprised by my gift for Mister.’

She thought, already feeling like she had won this contest.

A contest only she was aware of, by the way.

...

Meanwhile, a certain white-haired and red-eyed succubus just arrived in front of a massive gate with the marking of a sword and something that looked like... nature itself.

The gate of the capital of Castria Kingdom.

"Finally..." Esmeray muttered under her breath, tired of this long travel.

"Oho... a succubus? It’s been ages since I’ve seen one around," one of the guards in front of the gate said with a wide smile.

"Right? Seems today’s our lucky day," the other responded with the same grin. Then they started walking toward her with a disgusting and lustful expression.

"Hey, how about we meet tonight? Me and my buddy right there will show you how we draw a sword with efficiency."

"Yes, don’t worry, you’ll love it."

They each said.

Esmeray stood there, silent.

’Master... KILL?’ Dracula said inside her mind, his voice cold and filled with bloodlust. How dare they talk like this to his master?

He was ready for blood.

But Esmeray just smiled. It was a cold smile. A smile that reeked with so much death that the surrounding air began to rot. The ground cracked. The little flowers nearby withered... and at this sight, the guards immediately took a step back, their hearts skipping a beat, their eyes wide in horror and surprise.

"You... you are all dead," Esmeray said, her smile still on as she slowly raised her hand, black mana beginning to swirl around it as she was about to attack but—

"Haha, Ellie did you see this? I told you these guards would one day suffer for their lustful nature."

A bright and fiery voice echoed through the space as Esmeray immediately turned her head toward that direction and saw a crimson-haired woman with a bright smile standing next to a calm, almost gloomy woman with black hair.

As their eyes locked, Mei’s smile widened.

"Hey, you look interesting. Want to be friends?"

...

Back in the mind’s realm of the archdemon, the owner of this space responded with finality.

"Hell. Fucking. No."

This response immediately threw Ethan off guard as instinctively,

"...Come again?"

—End of Chapter 79—

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