Chapter 564

"Can you tell me the reason, Kama?"

"Because..."

Kama took a deep breath and then recounted to Novia in detail Lilith's reactions when Novia was mentioned, as well as her words filled with despair and resolve.

"I see."

After listening to Kama's account, Novia fell silent for a moment.

Saying that the only way to meet her was to fight, and that her life or death was entirely up to her... these words, at first glance, did indeed sound like extreme self-loathing and rejection. But when Novia thought of Lilith from the past, especially on that 'defiled' day, and the heart-wrenching declaration she uttered in her Wrath— "I will never forgive you!"

This roar, which came thousands of years ago,

It was precisely because she longed for him more than anyone else, and loved him more deeply than anyone else, that she deliberately wove these truthful words (lies).

But back then, did Novia really have no response whatsoever to Lilith? Novia asked herself this question.

That's not entirely true.

He admitted that in that distant era, he wouldn't easily fall in love with any so-called Deity, but he did have a pretty good relationship with Lilith.

Otherwise, people would not have revered Anat as the "Queen of Heaven" in later myths, placing her on par with the gods; nor would they have tolerated her repeated escapes.

Of course, it's true that she was seen as a sharp weapon to slaughter gods. But honestly, with the power he possessed at the time, did he really need such a so-called 'weapon'? At the very least, as a Deity who should have been annihilated by his own hands, she was able to meet his gaze unharmed and even show her true emotions in front of him.

"This is outrageous! How could Lilith be so ungrateful!" Melusine stepped forward, slightly raising her chin. "Novia, why don't I, the strongest among us, go and deal with that arrogant fool?"

The Strongest Dragon instantly demonstrated its unwavering stance of standing firmly on Novia's side, no matter when or where.

Melusine doesn't care about love and hate or complicated entanglements; how dare she harbor such thoughts towards Novia? This is outrageous! As the first person in charge, I should teach her a lesson.

Daring to attack Novia was more painful for her than killing her directly. As for any excusable reasons, she couldn't care less.

"Yes, yes, Melusine is absolutely right." Metatron lazily raised his eyelids, slowly raising a hand in agreement, his voice still carrying that characteristic weariness. "Lilith is no good. My lord, you don't need to worry about such trivial matters."

She disliked Lilith from the start, and even vaguely regarded her as a potential threat.

Kama listened to Melusine and Metatron's back-and-forth conversation, her forehead beaded with sweat. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something in Lilith's defense, that Lilith was actually alright, just that the misunderstanding was too deep. But thinking of how Lilith always made her angry, she didn't say anything more.

Moreover, Kama thought this seemed like a good idea. Since Novia was unlikely to let the two of them act, she was most likely to do it herself. So, if Novia could teach that shameless Lilith a lesson, he could make fun of her later. "Alright, if that's the case, then it's decided."

Novia suddenly stood up, her face showing an expression that said, "That's how it should be."

Now, Melusine, representing 'Greed', Metatron, representing 'Sloth', and Kama, representing 'Lust', have all gathered around him. So how many 'sins' can Lilith have left? Based on Novia's understanding of Lilith, the one that best matches her intense and pure personality is probably 'Jealousy' or 'Wrath'.

Either way, it points to a strong, unquenchable emotion.

Therefore, he thought of a way to get Lilith to come to him on her own initiative.

Novia turned to Kama was still somewhat curious. "Kama, when you and Lilith have another Remote Chat later, secretly follow me on the street."

"Eh? But-but--"

Upon hearing this, Kama's eyes widened, his face filled with confusion and unease.

Let her secretly follow Novia? And while she's chatting with Lilith? What... what is she trying to do? Why not just do it openly?

Novia waved her hand and patiently explained, "No, no, no, I didn't mean to meet Lilith. I meant, to let her see my back from your perspective, and everything I... will do."

"Why, Novia?" Kama blinked.

You'll find out later.

After saying this, Novia turned to Melusine and Metatron.

"Then, the two of you will be by my side."

Upon hearing this, Melusine's eyes instantly lit up with a dazzling light, and the anger on her face vanished, replaced by undisguised joy and anticipation.

Being able to legitimately assert her sovereignty was the best thing that could happen to her!

She nodded vigorously, even puffing out her small chest, and replied in a clear voice, "I will stay by your side every step of the way!"

Metatron remained as languid as ever, only his lips curved into an almost imperceptible smile as he softly hummed in agreement.

As long as she could stay by Novia's side, it was perfectly in line with her principles.

Novia's plan was actually very simple, even somewhat... straightforward.

Since Lilith became like this because of her past 'non-response,' now that she has seen my attitude with her own eyes, her fixed beliefs will likely begin to waver and she will start to question them.

In particular, when she saw with her own eyes that Metatron, whom she had once been more cautious and less daring to hope for, was now successfully and peacefully staying by her side.

Lilith must have found it unbelievable when she saw that scene.

This stark contrast—the "response" she once longed for but could never have—has now been "realized" in someone who was completely impossible for her.

This was undoubtedly a huge shock to her.

Of course, this plan would likely be quite effective for Lilith.

After all, Novia still clearly remembered how, in the distant past, the girl who had abandoned Anat to become Lilith had looked up at him with such fervent and devout eyes, and how, with such a trembling and yearning voice, she had whispered her prayers—

"Please... come and Lilith me, Lilith, WYY..."

568: Haha, Lilith, so the Lord is so aloof to you, but completely different to me!

"Yay! Little Kama, what brings you to contact me, Lilith, this time?"

A blue Spiritrons communication screen unfolded before Kama, reflecting Lilith's leisurely appearance.

At this moment, the silver-haired girl lay on the Cloud Bed, one hand supporting her head, while the other hand idly twirled a lollipop, the candy ball peeking out from between her lips and teeth.

"Oh dear, could it be that you've finally given up completely and are thinking of giving up? No worries~ I'm very magnanimous; you're welcome to leave anytime--"

Kama habitually pursed his lips, crossed his arms, slightly raised his chin, and cut straight to the point in an almost ruthless, icy tone:

"Of course not. Lilith, you've sent another 'sin,' haven't you? I didn't expect you to be so quick."

"Um?"

Lilith paused slightly in her hand as she twirled the lollipop, blinked her green eyes, touched her smooth, Silver Hair, and spoke with a perfect blend of confusion and understanding:

"Have we arrived already? I thought I had failed. But well, since we're here, that's a good thing. After all, you've had a tough time, little Kama."

"Hmm~ Very good." Kama let out a soft, ambiguous hum. "To be honest, that 'Greed' is far stronger than my 'Lust.' Don't believe me? Just watch. I'll show you what true depravity looks like."

Upon hearing this, Lilith's eyes suddenly narrowed, and she completely stopped spinning the lollipop, her tone indifferent:

"Kama, I told you, I won't go to see 'Him,' don't mention it again, or I'll get angry."

"Don't worry, I'll just let you hear a voice or see a glimpse of your back. As for your face, Lord Kama certainly won't force you to look at someone you don't want to see~"

Then, Lilith indeed fell silent, a fleeting, ambiguous emotion flashing across her pale green eyes.

"... Hmph, I'll take your silence as a yes."

Kama curled his lips into a smug smile.

Love God was both pleased and displeased by this.

To Novia's delight, things were exactly as she had predicted. Her displeasure stemmed from the fact that she was the one doing the work; she should have been on either side of Novia! It was all Lilith's fault for being such a nuisance.

Thus, through Kama's "lens," Lilith saw the Tourism and Leisure City of Akihabara.

Under the bright sunshine, Akihabara exudes a dazzling sense of freedom and vitality. On towering buildings, giant holographic Projection play advertisements for the latest Servant Competition. On the wide pedestrian streets, humans and Servant dressed in cool summer swimwear, printed beach shorts, and various casual T-shirts jostle shoulder to shoulder, laughing and chatting.

The air was filled with the faint hum of electronic devices, the aroma of food, and the salty smell of the sea. The distant coastline seemed to draw closer to the city due to rising sea levels.

Amidst the bustling crowd, one figure particularly caught Lilith's eye.

It was precisely the backs of Novia, Metatron, and Melusine Kama deliberately aimed at.

Novia was still dressed simply, her left arm affectionately linked with Melusine's, while on her left... naturally stood Metatron, Lilith remembered vividly.

The Angel Queen now resembled a large feline that had completely lost its bones, most of its body limply hanging on Novia. Its long golden hair was disheveled, with a few unruly strands clinging to its cheeks, flushed with languor. It half-closed its eyes, occasionally letting out a lazy yawn, radiating an intense Sloth of "Ah, so troublesome, I don't want to move, I just want to stick close to the Lord."

"Impossible... Metatron... This girl... How dare she... How could she...?"

Lilith's consciousness trembled violently. She didn't recognize Melusine, only that it was a dragon, but she was all too familiar with Metatron.

The Angel who once wasn't even qualified to look directly at Him, can now nestle in His arms so unreservedly?

She simply couldn't believe it, and couldn't believe it.

This was even more unbelievable than simply telling her that Novia had fallen in love with a roadside stone.

"Master, shall we go to that Dessert Shop...?" Metatron drawled, his voice as soft and sweet as melting Cotton Candy, gently nuzzling Novia's arm with his head, his pleading unmistakable. "Erice told me that their limited-edition Strawberry Snow Mountain Parfait is super, super delicious! If we miss it, we'll have to wait until next year!"

"Are you sure you can finish a whole one?" Novia asked.

"Hmm... I can give half to the Lord!" Metatron immediately found the Perfection excuse, and didn't forget to proudly raise his chin, as if this was some kind of great achievement.

Melusine listened quietly without interrupting, but unconsciously tightened her grip on Novia's arm.

Why didn't she think of such a reasonable excuse? She could be overly clingy too! Although a parfait is something the strongest dragon can finish in one bite, she didn't really want to lie... But it doesn't matter, she is "number one," and no one can change that fact.

The Dessert Shop was bustling with activity.

Novia skillfully ordered the desserts that the two of them wanted.

When the enormous, Rainbow -colored Shaved Ice Mountain was brought out, Novia picked up a long-handled silver spoon and very naturally scooped up a spoonful of shaved ice.

Then, under Lilith's almost breathless "gaze," she gently placed the spoonful of shaved ice to Melusine's lips.

"This should taste good, try it." The man's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable intimacy.

Melusine showed no sign of embarrassment, but quietly and obediently parted her lips slightly, allowing Novia to put that cool and sweet taste into her mouth.

After savoring it, her clear eyes narrowed slightly due to the cool, tingling sensation and just the right amount of sweetness, making her look languid and content.

"It's very sweet."

Melusine gave a concise evaluation, a slight smile appearing on her lips.

Then, she picked up another clean spoon, scooped up another spoonful, took a small lick, and brought the shaved ice to Novia's lips.

"Novia, you should try some of mine too."

Novia naturally accepted Melusine's 'feeding'.

"Master, Master, I want that too... I want to be fed by you too..."

Metatron watched enviously from the side, her mouth still full of the spoon from her double parfait, and whined in a muffled voice, just like a puppy being ignored by its owner.

She craned her neck, gazing longingly at Novia.

Novia chuckled, shook her head again, scooped up another spoonful of shaved ice of a different color, and naturally brought it to Metatron's lips.

"Mmm, it's so good..."

Metatron swallowed it with a satisfied gulp, his eyes closing comfortably. He slumped even further into Novia's arms, almost wrapping himself around her like a vine, his voice becoming increasingly sticky and sweet with extreme satisfaction.

"The food fed by the Lord is still the best... It tastes a million times better than what I cook myself... The Lord is the best..."

These interactions, through Kama's deliberate enhancement of the Od of "presence" and "detail capture," are like the highest-definition images, imprinted frame by frame and second by second on Lilith's perception.

She could hear the subtle sound of the spoon hitting the shaved ice, the pleasant voice of Melusine, the unrestrained, nasal-tinged coquettishness of Metatron, and she could clearly "feel" His tenderness and indulgence, which He had almost never shown to her before.

On what basis...?

Lilith recalled countless days and nights when she had longed for even the slightest bit of His mercy, only to receive the response, "You were meant to die for me."

Reminders... Pampering...

Lilith's fingertips were frighteningly cold, and her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

She clearly remembered that in the distant Garden of Eden, she had joyfully relinquished her divine status and cautiously approached Novia, eagerly anticipating sharing her love with him.

But He merely glanced at her and let her see, without saying a word from beginning to end. The cold feeling of being ignored and rejected was a stark contrast to the sweet scenes that were being conveyed through the communication, which belonged to others. This made Lilith feel a tightness in her chest, and she could hardly breathe.

Lilith desperately wanted to cut off Kama's communications, but she couldn't bring herself to do it.

In fact, Kama was also quite unhappy about this. If it weren't for Novia's request, she would never have done something that she could only watch; she would have pounced on the spot to reserve a spot long ago.

"They're getting stickier and stickier, those two are disgusting."

Kama's voice rang out at the opportune moment, carrying a deliberately amplified hint of impatience.

"These two are practically treating Novia like a personal feeding machine. Humph, it's only because Novia has a good temper. If it were me, I would have tied them both to the top of the Himalayas Mountains and let Durga roast them over a fire."

She paused, seemingly observing Lilith's reaction, then added, as if casually,

"But then again, although Melusine seems cold, her possessiveness is no less than anyone else's. Just now on the street, a girl tried to talk to Novia, and guess what? Melusine didn't even say a word, just gave her a look, and then said to Novia, word by word—"

Kama deliberately drew out his words, imitating or genuinely mimicking Melusine's cool yet possessive tone: