This was the only way.
Afterward, she had to continue developing her Originium Arts and find a way to alleviate, or even dispel, this curse.
Perhaps Theresa could take a look.
"Zerg..."
Kuisaxinna sat on the cold floor.
She closed her eyes and struggled to suppress her desire.
The swordswoman knew that suppressing it like this was not a good solution.
It would inevitably erupt in the future.
But she did not want to defile that tiny god.
Though if she asked, Zerg would certainly not refuse.
And precisely because of that—
She could not take the initiative.
That would be exploiting the god's innocence and purity.
She might not be able to travel with Zerg anymore.
Seeing Zerg or hearing Zerg's voice tormented her with desire.
If she touched Zerg's body...
Kuisaxinna did not know whether she could still hold back.
Quesatusta's covetousness and longing for the Eternal Overlord had ultimately become twisted within her.
The young Confessor did not know why.
Nor was she willing to think any deeper about it.
"Zerg, do you know what's going on with those two?"
The Shapeshifter Collective looked at the tiny child.
He was petting that muscular ferocious bug.
The creature that had killed the Confessor guards lowered its head, extremely docile.
"Mm... Liz and Kuisaxinna have gone into heat!"
Zerg quickly gave the answer.
Both their physical conditions and the hormones leaking from them revealed that fact.
As for the reason—
Zerg did not know.
That required zero-distance contact.
"Mmgh!"
The blue-haired Sarkaz twisted her body.
She had been tightly bound.
The Shapeshifter Collective possessed exquisite tying skills, ensuring that anyone captured could not break free.
But that also meant—
Her figure was displayed to the fullest extent.
"You want to speak?"
Another Shapeshifter Collective looked at her.
Salus