Chapter 158 157: The Mask

Words : 1392 Updated : Sep 23rd, 2025

Sally was meeting her face to face for the first time and sized her up; with a lolita face and a mature woman's figure, even she as a woman found her pleasing to the eye—let alone a man. Surely no one could resist her allure. "So you are the real Lena Baines, right?" "Yes," Lena sat down beside her, swinging her legs back and forth like a little girl, adorable and mischievous, "Sister Sally, your battle record is so impressive! Not only are all the males alive, but you've also had a cub. The title of Holy Mother is yours for the taking!" "Not necessarily, it depends on the Holy Monarch's will," Sally replied. "Sister Sally, no need to be modest. I'd bet a hundred lollipops that you are the Holy Mother." Lena pulled out two lollipops from the System Space, handing one to Sally. Sally took it but did not eat it, just looking at the rainbow-colored wrapping paper, "Lena, how old are you?" "One hundred and thirty-five years old, how about Sister Sally?" "... Nineteen years old!" Sally replied. The air suddenly became stagnant. Lin Xuexue, who was walking over, also stopped in her tracks, staring at Sally in astonishment. "You... you're only nineteen years old?" Lin Xuexue's expression was a kaleidoscope of disbelief. Sally nodded, "Yep, if I were lying the Beast God would split me open alive. How old are you?" "I... Humph!" Lin Xuexue turned and walked away. Lena suddenly burst into laughter, "She's the oldest, three hundred and seventy-nine years old." Sally was speechless... People in this world truly couldn't be judged by their appearance. "Whoda thunk, we all lost to a little sister," Lena finished laughing and then showed a hint of helplessness in her clever fox-like eyes. Sally did not think age had much to do with the Female Competition. "Now we don't have to fight desperately for points anymore," Lena looked at Sally, "Let's be friends." "Sure," Sally reached out her hand first. Lena hesitated for a moment and then shook it, "My name is Lena Baines." "Sally Millet." "If the Holy Monarch summons you to his bedchamber, would you go?" "The Holy Mother hasn't been decided yet, why worry about that now? And it seems the Holy Monarch didn't keep the last Holy Mother around." "The last Holy Mother broke the rules." "Broke the rules? What did she do?" "During the Holy Feast night, she had promiscuous affairs with several dignitaries. When the Holy Monarch found out, he was enraged and punished her severely for her loss of chastity." Sally felt it was a bit like adding insult to injury. "All the females participating in the Holy War are bound to the Offspring System; which one hasn't had children? Expecting to find a virgin female beast is utterly nonsensical and shameless. The Holy Monarch, in my opinion, is nothing but a tyrant," Sally said. Lena was stunned, looking at Sally, "Are you, by any chance, rebelling against the Holy Monarch?" "The Holy Monarch? He's not fit to be my monarch," Sally played with the lollipop, "If it weren't for the points in the Holy War, I would have quit long ago." Sally's eyes caught a glimpse of a white figure behind the flower tree, she opened the Holy War Map... it was Frans. He had his head lowered, his expression unclear, and it was unknown what he was thinking. Lena admired Sally, "Although you're younger than me, I must say, you're really something. At least I wouldn't dare to say that." Sally knew that she had just set a trap for her, deliberately enticing her to utter that rebellious statement against the Holy Monarch. Because from her vantage point, she could see Frans. But Sally didn't care; this was a good opportunity to state her position. Frans teleported away. Lin Xuexue came over again, glaring fiercely at Sally, "I'm not going to let you off because you're younger. I've had enough of you!" Sally shrugged indifferently, "I've never taken advantage of my young age to get anything cheap. And it's not that you can't let go of me, but rather you can't let go of yourself. Lin Xuexue, the Holy War is over, and you have done your utmost. To have come this far, at the very least you owe it to yourself to say, 'I've done my best,' because you have indeed tried your hardest." After saying that, she handed over the lollipop Lena had given her to Lin Xuexue, "Eat something sweet; it will make you feel a lot better." A Holy Church female envoy approached. "There will be a Holy Banquet tonight, please take a bath and change clothes," she said to the three of them. "There's no need, I won't attend the Holy Banquet," Sally said to the Holy Church female envoy. Having attended once already, she really was not interested. "The Holy Monarch will also attend and announce the name of the Holy Mother from this Holy War at the banquet. Candidate Sally must attend," the female envoy insisted firmly. So they were announcing it now? It seemed she had no choice but to go, Sally nodded in agreement. From head to toe, she was taken care of meticulously, wearing a long dress with pure white angel wing patterns, her pure white hair left untied, donning the floral crown of a candidate. Looking at the pure white angel in the mirror, lacking only a pair of wings, Sally suddenly thought of Frans's beastly form, such purity and perfection. "Candidate Sally is really beautiful," the female envoy exclaimed admiringly, especially her white hair, which suited the floral crown so well. Sally smiled, "Thank you." "Candidate Sally, come with me to the Holy Banquet, the Holy Monarch has already arrived." "Hmm." On the way, Sally encountered Lin Xuexue and Lena, who were dressed similarly. Lin Xuexue, who usually had a mocking face whenever she met Sally, now bore a solemn and dignified air. Lena, on the other hand, winked at Sally, still as cunning and lively as a little girl. The three were introduced by the female envoy and entered the banquet hall in succession, with Sally being the last to enter. The magnificent hall, with its ceiling carved with lifelike angels as if it were the endless firmament, was sacred and desirable. The surrounding crowd, judging from their attire and demeanor, seemed to be influential figures, wealthy merchants, politicians, scholars, and others. Under the gazes of all, Sally was led by the guide to the Holy Monarch. It was Frans, yet not quite. Frans's eyes didn't have a tear mole, but this one had a crimson tear mole at the corner of his eyes, looking like a drop of blood tears. Sally performed the kneeling salute, "Holy Monarch bless me." "Candidate Sally, rise and come stand beside me," said the Holy Monarch. "Yes." His voice seemed somewhat different from Frans's. Sally frowned slightly, [Xiaomei, is he Frans?] [This is truly Frans.] Xiaomei replied. [He seems different from before.] Sally stood by the Holy Monarch's side. Expressionless, an enigma to behold, no amount of scrutinizing glances could stir any emotion in her. Frans was somewhat surprised; Sally's demeanor now was indeed different from that during the Holy Banquet in the Holy War period. Then, she was pregnant, with eyes that lit up at the sight of food, and outright anger towards Lin Xuexue, who had taken her male—it was as if she wanted to bite her to death. But now, she could stand with Lin Xuexue. Should he say her stature had grown, that she could now jest with the enemy who had tried to steal her male and commit murderous assault? Or perhaps the past her and the present her were the same, just a mask. What was the real her like? Without a doubt, he was more curious about her, and even more eager to possess her! "I announce that the 9567th Holy War's Holy Mother is Sally Millet, from the Lichuan 9908 Continent of the Northern Realm. I will breed a new generation of Holy Monarch with her."

Chapter 158 157: The Mask

Comments (0)