The Great Serpent Coils Around Its Roots!

"Oh dear, it looks like we've failed."

Meanwhile, under the cover of night, Euryale leaned against the mast, her rectangular pupil-shaped Mystic Eyes, which were so captivating that they drew people in, shimmered with an eerie light. Gazing into the distance, she took in the scene of little Medusa's dazed and lifeless state inside the house.

However, Sister's seemingly worried mutterings clearly carried a hint of schadenfreude and mockery.

"Foolish sister, all the preparations we made for you, including clearing out a nest for you, have been completely wasted. You only know how to run away when faced with problems. It's so disappointing."

Stheno, the eldest sister, propped her chin up, dangling her white toes in the air, her lips downturned, and a hint of displeasure in her eyes as she murmured.

That was the regret of not being able to enjoy the show as scheduled.

As her doting older sisters, none of them knew Medusa's deep-seated pessimism and timidity better than they did.

"Tsk tsk, poor little Medusa, looks like she's been scared out of her wits."

Euryale picked up a snack, put it in her mouth and chewed, her mischievous expression becoming even more pronounced.

"Hehe, I can understand. This child has become much stronger, but his nature hasn't changed at all. He's never been proactive or confident enough."

As she grumbled, Sister looked at her own meager chest and petite figure, and then recalled the little Medusa who followed her and Stheno around all day, worrying about her height and large breasts. The smile on her face gradually froze, and her silver teeth unconsciously started to grind.

She felt inferior because of her height, worried about her good development, afraid because of her many scales, and dared not look people in the eye because the power of her Mystic Eyes was so great that she couldn't control it...

These are qualities that the older sisters desire even more than Medusa, yet this girl is never satisfied and spends all day wallowing in self-pity in front of them.

No, it's showing off! Naked showing off! It's outrageous!

Inhale... exhale...

Stay calm, stay calm!

How could we possibly be jealous of this child and harbor malice all day long, teasing our own sister?

We have always done it with the utmost goodwill!

For example, this time.

It's just a simple mating game, right? If you like it, you like it; if you want it, go for it! Go for it!

Of the Three Goddesses, this child had known Teacher Samael the longest and had the closest and deepest relationship with her.

As a result, in order not to cause trouble for others, Medusa never revealed her true feelings, liberated her nature, or faced her inner self.

It's one thing for Themis to get ahead of them, but to be even behind Athena in progress is infuriating for both of them.

To this end, she and Stheno went to great lengths, using precious biological research data and their amazing drawing skills, to create a highly practical "Serpent Mating Manual" for their sister, so that she could observe and practice it.

As a result, at the last minute, the child wanted to back down again.

Damn it! This creature, which is clearly driven by strong desires, has been reduced to a pushover and a spineless worm. When will this snake ever stand up for itself?

Therefore, it is necessary to let this child know her true nature as the Serpent Goddess!

Motivated by this, Euryale felt a strong sense of mission, and her pretty face glowed with excitement.

And, the urge to try it out...

"Big sister, Plan A has failed..."

"Then, let's activate Plan B!"

Stheno's lips curled into a pleased smile, his Mystic Eyes, like those of a spectator, snapped into focus. He pulled a suspicious pink vial from his pocket and handed it to his sister, who was also wearing a wicked grin.

Meanwhile, inside the dimly lit hut, Samael also looked embarrassed, unsure how to explain.

Being caught by a member of the opposite sex secretly reading pornographic books, especially those with extremely explicit content, is something even someone with a strong mental fortitude like Samael would find hard to handle; it's practically a scene that leads to social embarrassment.

Moreover, the person involved is just a young girl who is somewhat sensitive and has low self-esteem.

Just as Samael was about to comfort the humiliated and indignant Medusa, a fine arrow suddenly pierced the air and landed precariously on the floor between them.

What is it?

The ancient snake subconsciously glanced down and immediately noticed a small crystal medicine bottle hanging on the trembling arrow tail.

On the outside of the bottle, the elegant emblem of a snake coiled around a vine looked familiar to Samael, and he instantly knew the answer.

The God of Healing's medicine? Pink? Why was it airdropped here?

Wait! Pink?!

Just as Samael was waking up from his daze, the explosion symbol engraved on the arrow shaft flashed and lit up, instantly detonating the suspicious little bottle filled with pink potion.

In an instant, stirred by the shockwave, it mixed with the air and immediately evaporated, forming wisps of pink mist that filled the entire cabin in the blink of an eye.

Moreover, the protective spells surrounding the hut were activated, and the flickering runes formed a light curtain that sealed the house from the outside in.

As the pink potion continued to evaporate, the concentration of the drug inside the cabin rose sharply. The pink mist became increasingly dense at a visible speed, and even mixed with the ether in the air with a strange property.

With the autonomous breathing of the internal and external magical energy circulation within the divine body, after only a few breaths, Samael instantly felt the blood in his body boiling like magma, and frantically converging towards a certain organ.

As a spirit descended into flesh and blood, the little Medusa was even more sensitive to the changes in the aetheric formation. In just a few breaths, her face turned crimson, her body twisted restlessly, and an alluring rose-red hue appeared on her fair skin, her eyes gradually becoming hazy.

"Samael ... I... I'm so hot..."

In a subconscious murmur, little Medusa nestled into Samael's arms, her breath splashing onto his skin, bringing a slight burning sensation. Her closed, purplish-red Serpent Eyes overflowed with intense desire.

Stop rubbing against me, you're killing me!

Just as Samael was busy defending himself, his foot slipped and he suddenly stumbled and fell.

Holy crap! Giant Serpent Coiling Roots! Was it really necessary to recreate it like that?!

Samael looked back at the purplish-red snake tail that had wrapped around his ankle and tripped him, and at the little Medusa that was swaying her waist and swimming towards him. The distorted poses illustrations from the erotic manual flashed through his mind, and he was immediately at a loss for words.

Just as the ancient snake was lost in thought, the beautiful figure lying on his chest raised her pretty face, her small hands clinging to the back of Samael's neck, murmuring in a daze, both timid and longing.

"Samael ...I...I am weak... If I am not disliked...I also have value in serving others..."

"Silly Anna, I should be thanking you, thanking you for choosing me..."

Samael's fingers landed, and he raised his hand to cup the delicate little face, gazing quietly into her eyes. He murmured something, and pink mist filled and rose between their eyes.

The string of reason was shattered by their mutual confessions, and the long-accumulated desires boiled with joy within the two figures, one large and one small, achieving a fusion of their desires.

As night fell and dawn broke in the east, the Argo's violent rocking on the sea gradually subsided.

"Cerberus, just like in the Underworld, guard this door and don't let anyone in."

"Woof..."

"That's a good boy! He's truly a good child of his mother."

A cold, mocking whisper came from outside the door. The Cerberus, lying on the ground whimpering, wagged its tail and nodded frantically in the face of the two menacing figures.

Two furtive figures crept silently toward the hut.

The thought of seeing his younger sister's embarrassed and ashamed appearance, and the teacher's utter disgrace, brought a malicious, mocking look to their identical faces.

Squeak...

With a soft sound, the door was pushed open a crack.

Clang!

But in an instant, a loud bang came from the door. The two goddesses, one above the other, who had been curiously peeking through the crack in the door, stood frozen in the doorway, staring blankly down at the giant red and black snake coiled around their ankles.

Bang! Bang!

The next moment, the two figures were instantly dragged into a room filled with purplish-black light patterns, resembling a snake's nest. After a series of intermittent groans and cries of pain, muffled groans and dull thuds of impact rose and fell.

Meanwhile, on the Argo, in a pitch-black room filled with shelves of various bottles and jars.

A handsome white-haired man in protective gear twisted Fluorite Lamp and looked into the incubator where snakes were coiling, hissing, and excitedly mating. He turned the hourglass in front of him back to reset the timer and frowned slightly.

The potency of the medicine was a bit unexpected; we should tell them that it's best to use it diluted...

Clang!

Just as the doctor was deep in thought, the ship, which had just stabilized, began to shake violently again, and the bottles and jars on the shelves made a crisp clanging sound.