My Girlfriend from the Moon World Came Knocking

Some people believe the Goddess of the Underworld is real, while others hold opposing views. For people today, the existence of the Goddess of the Underworld is simply too vague and ethereal.

"Looks like Ereshkigal has already left... I wonder where she went?"

Lan Ze stood among the crowd, gazing ahead at the blockade and muttering to himself, his heart filled with confusion.

He could only pray he would see her again in the game later... With this thought, Lan Ze turned and quietly left the bustling crowd, planning to stop by a convenience store to buy some things before heading back.

He walked down the empty road, recalling everything that had happened today, and suddenly felt a sense of unreality.

Since transmigrating, Lan Ze hadn't entirely dismissed the possibility of becoming a Master one day or encountering certain Heroic Spirits, especially since the world he was in genuinely had Heroic Spirits and Mages.

But after all these years, let alone Heroic Spirits, he hadn't even met a single Mage.

He had almost forgotten about it, but today, everything seemed to have changed.

After buying what he needed at the convenience store, Lan Ze left with his shopping bag.

The street was deserted. A lone streetlight stretched endlessly towards the end of the road. Lan Ze walked alone on the empty path.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps approaching from ahead. A man in a long black robe walked towards him.

Lan Ze frowned slightly and lowered his head a little.

He had a feeling the man was staring at him, like he had been locked onto by a hunter. The feeling made him inexplicably uncomfortable.

Just as the two were about to pass each other, the man's footsteps paused slightly.

"Hoh..."

He turned to look at the young man behind him, his eyes lighting up slightly. For the first time, a glint of interest appeared in his usually placid gaze.

To be able to cast such complex protective magic on oneself, this young man is a profound Mage.

He had encountered a master!

He had only come to travel and relax. When he saw the news, he decided to check it out out of boredom. He hadn't expected to see the Goddess of the Underworld, but he had gained an unexpected bonus...

A smile played on the man's lips as he turned and walked in the direction Lan Ze had disappeared, hands in his pockets.

Upon returning home, Lan Ze changed into his slippers, turned on the lights, and entered the living room.

Sajyou Manaka had clearly already left. She only returned at night, and since they lived in the same apartment, visiting each other was quite convenient.

Back home, Lan Ze sank into his computer chair and glanced at the follow-up reports on the incident.

Unfortunately, the news seemed to have no further updates. Lan Ze closed the webpage and let out a small yawn.

He had been staying up too late these past two days, and now sleepiness felt like it had seeped into his body. His eyelids struggled to stay open a few times before he got up and climbed into bed.

His vision gradually blurred, and Lan Ze's eyes slowly closed.

His vision faded to black.

In the darkness, red petals bloomed silently. A red light swayed gently before Lan Ze's eyes, followed by a seductive voice drifting into his ear:

"You look very tired. Should I come back another time?"

Lan Ze hesitated, wondering if his ears were playing tricks on him. But as a faint fragrance filled his nostrils, he was forced to open his eyes.

The room he was in was no longer the one he had just left. All around him was a hazy grayness, with nothing else. Only a woman in a revealing, tight-fitting outfit was crouching before him, her long purple hair cascading down to her slender waist.

"Where is this?!" Lan Ze jolted upright, looking around in shock.

She offered a charming smile, like a friendly older sister.

"Why are you so surprised? Didn't I tell you I'd come find you tonight?"

Lan Ze's mind was a bit of a mess.

He didn't know if this was a dream or reality.

If it was a dream, it was far too real.

The woman standing before him felt utterly real.

With that thought, Lan Ze subconsciously looked up at the woman standing in front of him.

She stood on a land where red spider lilies bloomed. Her sexy, curvaceous body was encased in dark purple leather armor, further accentuating her alluring figure, making it hard to look away.

Speaking of which, if this were a dream... wouldn't anything be permissible?

With that thought, Lan Ze couldn't help but glance at Scathach a few more times.

"Is this a dream... or reality?" Lan Ze asked.

Scathach pondered for a moment. "You can consider it a dream, or you can consider it reality."

As she spoke, she seemed to sense the boy's gaze, and a seductive curve formed on her lips. "Just think of it as a dream, and then..."

She paused, then slowly walked in front of Lan Ze. "If it's a dream, what do you want to do right now?"

Whether it was his imagination or not, when she said this, Lan Ze felt that the woman's crystal-clear red eyes held a peculiar allure, like a demon's whisper, tempting one to sin.

"If it's a dream," Lan Ze took a deep breath, "then let it be a dream."

Scathach was taken aback.

After a moment, she looked Lan Ze up and down with a slight smile. "Heh... It seems that before I teach you how to protect yourself, I'll need to help you cultivate a fearless heart first."

Lan Ze's reaction was a little more timid than she had imagined.

According to her original plan, she thought he might act recklessly, driven by his desires, since it was just a dream.

But now, it seemed she had been overthinking. Even with her standing right in front of Lan Ze, he didn't dare make any rash moves.

"So this really isn't a dream?" Lan Ze suddenly became alert, staring at Scathach's exquisitely smiling face. "Did you invade my dream?"

Seeing Scathach nod lightly without any pretense, Lan Ze couldn't help but take a deep breath.

That game... could it be connected to reality?

First Ereshkigal ran out of the game, and now Scathach...

What about next? It's not like Tiamat could run out too, right? Lan Ze mocked himself inwardly, feeling that everything happening now was too illusory, too unreal.

"Why are you still so surprised even now?"

Scathach looked at Lan Ze with confusion, then continued, "Didn't I tell you today that I would come find you?"

The problem is I didn't know characters from the game could actually invade reality, let alone my dream... Lan Ze thought.

Just as Lan Ze was lost in these chaotic thoughts, he suddenly heard a crisp and pleasant sound of weapons clashing. Looking up, he saw Scathach casually toss a red spear in front of him.

"Instead of these boring questions, let's hurry up and start training."

Lan Ze blinked. "Huh?"

"Didn't you take me as your master today?"

Scathach said in a gentle voice, "As a master, I naturally have the obligation to help my disciple train and improve his strength."

Lan Ze's heart skipped a beat, and he slowly looked up. "...Just to be sure, does training mean I fight you?"

As he looked up, his gaze lingered on the woman's graceful figure for a long time.

Even though it wasn't the first time he'd seen this woman, Lan Ze was still somewhat amazed.

But he didn't dare to be careless at all. After all, this woman was the queen of the Land of Shadows. If he overlooked her combat prowess because of her beauty, he would suffer greatly.

Scathach's beauty was indeed extreme, but when it came to training disciples, she was iron-blooded and ruthless.

"Of course, it means fighting me. Are you spouting nonsense?" Scathach tightened her grip on the red spear, pointing its tip at Lan Ze.

"If you don't pick up your weapon quickly, you'll die."

"But I feel like I'll die if I pick up a weapon too," Lan Ze tried to negotiate.

However, almost at the same instant, Scathach raised her red spear.

The red spear pierced Lan Ze's heart.

Lan Ze slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you alright?" Scathach asked with concern, the care in her crimson eyes completely genuine.

But Lan Ze immediately realized something and instinctively reached for his chest, finding no wounds.

"No need to look. I told you, this is reality, but it's also just a dream," Scathach said, crouching beside Lan Ze with her knees hugged to her chest, resting her chin on her hands as she looked down at him. "Dreams repeat, they cycle endlessly, as long as I wish it."

"Miss Scathach--"

Scathach tilted her head slightly. "Is there something wrong with your address?"

"Alright, Master, how about we try a different training method?" Lan Ze asked tentatively.

Honestly, the way Scathach had stabbed him in the heart just now had truly frightened him.

Even though he had "died" without feeling any pain, Lan Ze still had some psychological trauma.

"This is the most efficient training method. Alright, since you're fine now, stand up. Let's continue training!"

Scathach's voice shifted from gentle to stern in less than a second. The soft smile on her face vanished completely. She stood up, her red spear pointing at Lan Ze's heart.

"Struggle hard, until you can finally resist me!"

Lan Ze reluctantly picked up his weapon. "Bring it on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Scathach's red spear, accompanied by a wind-piercing sound, thrust towards Lan Ze. Lan Ze's heart pounded wildly. He lowered his head slightly, narrowly dodging the attack.

But she gave him no chance to catch his breath. Scathach's stern voice rang out again. "Now is not the time to relax!"

The red spear in her hand moved like a swimming dragon, directly piercing forward.

Time flowed by silently. Lan Ze didn't know how many times he had "died." From initially shouting and desperately dodging Scathach's attacks, he could now barely defend against them.

Of course, this was only possible because Scathach was holding back.

"How is it? Do you feel your progress?"

Lan Ze lay amidst a sea of blooming red flowers, gasping for air. Scathach sat beside him, looking down at the young man.

"Thank you..." Lan Ze said between breaths, his gaze fixed on Scathach.

Because he was lying down, Lan Ze's angle allowed him to see the woman's graceful figure and the prominent curve of her ample chest.

Even in this situation, Lan Ze couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

She's really huge. Master is a woman who understands people's desires.

"I am your Master, so it's only natural that I help you. There's no need to thank me," Scathach said, shaking her head.

Lan Ze suddenly remembered something. He adjusted his breathing slightly and asked, "Right, can I ask you a question, Master?"

He had just suddenly thought that since Scathach also came from the game, perhaps she might know something about Ereshkigal?

"Go ahead. As your Master, I will tell you everything I know, about anything you wish to understand," Scathach replied, meeting Lan Ze's gaze. Her red eyes held an unusual allure, a charm that made one's heart race uncontrollably.

After a moment of staring into those seemingly gentle, beautiful red eyes, Lan Ze felt his face grow warm. He forced himself to regain his composure and looked away.

He then asked, "Master, have you heard of the Goddess of the Underworld?"

"The Goddess of the Underworld?"

Scathach raised an eyebrow. "How did you get involved with her?"

"Does that mean... you know her too?!" Lan Ze asked, a little surprised.

He hadn't held out much hope, but his casual question had yielded an unexpected result.

However, under Lan Ze's expectant gaze, Scathach shook her head regretfully. "I don't know the Goddess of the Underworld. After all, there are so-called Goddesses of the Underworld in various mythologies. Which one are you referring to?"