Chapter 109
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Chapter 109: The Living Saint with a Completely Different Vibe!
“Lady Albert Drake!”
Il’Feline knelt on what was once the "Ranger Ark ship," now renamed the "Ether Queen."
This “Ether Queen” Ark ship had become a “semi-living entity,” serving as Albert Drake’s second body. Inside, mechanical devices vanished, replaced by bizarre biological organs.
Yet the cabin stayed surprisingly clean—no sticky mess or dripping slime as one might expect.
Even the hanging “tentacles” stayed spotless, looking more like neat “pipes.”
There sat the “living saint” Albert Drake, dressed rather “temptingly,” right where the cockpit used to be. She crossed her long legs, sheathed in black silk, while her small tongue flicked across crimson lips. With keen interest, she watched Il’Feline kneeling below—the girl stealing shy, blushing glances upward.
Originally, the Beltan Ark crew gave their living saint a “conservative” outfit full of “sacredness,” which she gladly accepted.
But when Lady Albert Drake appeared in this “modest” garb, everyone froze.
The one-piece, long-sleeved gown was utterly transformed.
No longer whole, it had been brutally torn in two. The “top’s” hem was rolled up high and sewn together, baring her dainty belly button.
Long sleeves vanished, replaced by sleeveless cutouts that showed pale arms glowing faintly in the dim cabin.
The high collar got chopped off, leaving a “choker-like” band. The collarless top now plunged in a deep V.
Within that V, her pale breasts swayed, cleavage deep.
The skirt’s waistline sagged low, exposing her flat stomach.
Though floor-length, slits ran up both sides—nearly splitting the skirt—stopping just below her hips. When she walked, glimpses of smooth thighs flashed.
Sometimes, even half a rounded cheek peeked out…
Though the “Ether Queen’s” crew were all women now, some traditionalists frowned at their living saint’s habit of flashing long legs or “pale curves.”
They called it too revealing, too indecent.
Albert Drake wasn’t stubborn. She took their advice—no more bare legs. Instead, she slipped on black thigh-high silk stockings!
That only made things steamier…
Sometimes Il’Feline wondered why the mighty Giant God chose such a “feminine” woman as living saint.
But soon, the prophetess stopped questioning.
After all, she loved watching too.
Just like now.
“Oh, dear sister, am I truly this captivating?”
“Yes…”
Il’Feline’s honest reply slipped out.
She instantly flushed, realizing her rudeness.
“Ah! Forgive me, living saint! I… I…”
“Hahahaha…”
Albert Drake roared with laughter, fiery red hair dancing like flames.
“Zhi…”
Amidst the cheerful laughter, a Tentacle slowly extended from above the cabin, gently stroking Il’Feline’s cheek.
“Beauty was a gift given to me by the Giant God.”
“There was no need to lock it away; only by showing it openly could more sisters learn of the Giant God’s grace!”
“Beauty, like justice and strength, only had meaning when shown and practiced!”
Albert Drake’s words seemed to help the Prophetess realize something. But before she could think further, Albert Drake shifted her crossed legs and spoke seriously.
“Alright, Prophet, the fun is over; let’s talk about serious matters.”
“You’re visiting me because you have questions, right?”
The Prophetess bowed respectfully.
“Yes, after defeating chaos, we reclaimed some ships that were taken by it.”
“And the Solar Holy Light system you taught us purified them.”
“The entire Ark was now big enough to support our people.”
“And chaos was constantly sending more troops to that ‘Bubble World’!”
“I believe this is the perfect time to serve the Giant God!”
“If we destroy those transport ships, we can ease the Giant God’s burden! We’re not scared even if the enemy sends Hell Battleships!”
“Also, now is not the time for us to retreat or rest!”
“The demon concentration in that Bubble World was rising fast, and soon, the roots of the Fantasy Tree of Subspace would keep eating away at it, opening more big paths!”
“Then, not only would many demon legions come in, but even chaos deities would flood in!”
“The Giant God…”
“Hmm…”
As she spoke to this point, Il’Feline felt her lips sealed.
Sealed by a finger.
Albert Drake shone like the sun, and a huge will seemed to appear behind her.
That hot feeling nearly dried up all the air!
She was angry but thinking hard.
After a long time, the heat faded; by then, Il’Feline was soaked in sweat.
Her white robe was wet, sticking to her body and showing her shape; her pale skin was partly seen under the translucent white robe.
“Dong… dong… dong…”
That was the sound of footsteps going away.
“Here’s the thing…”
“I’ve changed my mind.”
Albert Drake stopped joking and turned serious as she spoke to the whole Fleet through a broadcast.
“All hands, turn and set course for the Bubble World ‘Valaharl’!”
“Perhaps only after you experienced despair and witnessed the stance of the Giant God would you understand your own insignificance and helplessness.”
—-
“Burp—!”
Trilobite let out a satisfying burp.
The Pander Fish already had a well-formed stomach that could digest a lot of food well, but compared to modern animals, its digestive ability was still weak.
Because of this, Trilobite still had some food stuck in his stomach. Even though he always cried “hungry, hungry, hungry” and “eat, eat, eat,” he wasn’t eating as much as he could.
Otherwise, he would have gotten hungry faster!
But now…
“Hmm?”
“Why was I hungry again right after burping?”
Trilobite opened his system status bar and saw the current status was…
【Current Status: Not Hungry】
“Not hungry, my foot!”
“This status bar is wrong.”
【Cough cough cough… It’s not actually wrong.】
【Physical hunger and psychological hunger are different things. Cough cough cough…】
【And you’ve grown bigger, so you need to eat more… Cough cough cough…】
【Uh cough cough cough… Ha… ha… ha…】
“Ah, come on…”
“Miss, please stop talking and rest well.”
Trilobite noticed the customer service young lady seemed worse every day.
She used to just cough when talking, but now she gasped for breath after a few words, like her energy was totally drained.
“This wasn’t good.”
“Is there anything I can do to help you?”
In his past life, Trilobite didn’t run from fires but helped kids escape first. Even now, as a Pander Fish with Trilobite eyes, he still felt plenty of compassion beyond food.
【No… no need…】
【As long as you’re satisfied, that’s enough…】
“Alright, alright… You rest well, and I’ll find something to eat myself.”
“But first, I need to get out of here!”
“Too bad the cave entrance is so hard.”
【As for the exit…】
【Huff… huff… huff…】
The customer service young lady was clearly exhausted, unable to finish her words.
For someone this “weak” who still served customers honestly, Trilobite wouldn’t scold her like he did Miss Themis for any mistakes.
“I’ll find my own way.”
Trilobite moved his fin limbs, struggling to crawl through the cave.
Soon, he found the way out.
“Is it here?”
Trilobite looked up at the cave “ceiling.”
“Bang! Bang!”
He raised his head and nudged the “ceiling” with his mouth, making a faint echo.
“Hmm, pretty thin.”
“Once I build up enough strength, I should be able to burst out from inside!”
