Chapter 133

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Chapter 133: The Holy Alliance Is Coming!

Kanor stood in the kitchen, her hand carefully manipulating the shimmering metallic liquid. Slowly, the fluid began to take shape, transforming into all the kitchen tools scattered across the room.

Remarkably, the tools retained their form even after leaving Kanor’s hands, provided they stayed nearby. However, if too much time passed or the tools strayed too far, they reverted to the silver liquid and quickly flew back to her.

What truly amazed Kanor was the versatility of the metallic substance. Not only could its hardness, color, and shape be altered, but with the infusion of a little magical energy, its properties could change as well.

The most impressive discovery? These tools could act as magical conductors, generating heat independently of any fuel.

Kanor watched in wonder as the barbecue grill in front of her radiated intense heat without any added fuel. Excitement bubbled up inside her.

“Master Lolth—this is amazing! I won’t need to carry kitchen tools or pots anymore when I travel!”

Lolth, watching from nearby, smiled with satisfaction. “Indeed, Kanor! This is incredibly convenient. Think of all the space this will save in magical bags or spatial items. What incredible luck you have!”

Though Lolth’s voice carried a tone of admiration, there was a trace of envy too. Her apprentice truly seemed destined for greatness, and now, she had a set of magical, customizable kitchen tools that felt like they were made just for her.

As the duo marveled at their discovery, the turtle nearby could no longer contain itself.

“Hey, hey, hey! Are you two serious right now? This thing clearly isn’t just for kitchen tools—it’s obviously something far more versatile!”

The turtle’s outburst made Kanor and Lolth exchange sheepish glances. They realized, almost simultaneously, how narrow their perspective had been.

“Ugh… I’ve been so focused on the kitchen,” Lolth muttered, patting her head. “This is no ordinary tool—it’s practically a Divine Artifact! It’s so much more than just kitchen utensils.”

Kanor, scratching her head in embarrassment, nodded. “You’re right. I’ve been too fixated on cooking. Having dreams and goals is great, but I can’t let them cloud my judgment.”

The young girl reminded herself of something Lolth had told her not long ago, a lesson meant to guide her in life and learning.

“If your vision is limited to one place, you will never achieve greatness. Love what you do, and focus on it, but never let it blind you to the bigger picture. True mastery—whether in magic, martial arts, or any field—comes from understanding the broader world.”

Reflecting on Lolth’s wisdom, Kanor drew the metallic liquid back into herself. She resolved to use this newfound power wisely, not just for cooking but for all its potential applications.

“I’ll make sure to use it well, Master Lolth,” she said quietly, bowing her head in respect.

Lolth gently patted her on the head. “I believe you will, Kanor.” Then, turning her attention to the turtle, she added, “As for you… thank you for your input. For now, you can stay in the torture tower while I figure out how to help with your curse.”

The turtle’s eyes lit up with hope. “Really? Thank you, Master Lolth! You’re so kind and wise—truly the most powerful and beautiful succubus of all time!”

Lolth sighed, waving her hand dismissively. “Back to your tank, now. I need to finish cooking this fish before it burns!”

With the turtle retreating to its water tank, Lolth turned her attention back to the pot on the stove. The fish soup had been simmering for some time, and she quickly extinguished the fire before the broth dried up.

As she prepared to clean up the kitchen, something at the bottom of a wooden box caught her eye.

A small, grayish-white stone statue rested there, shaped like a fish mid-swim, its tail flicked elegantly. It resembled a whale in some ways.

“Is this… a pendant?” Lolth murmured, picking it up.

It seemed unremarkable, devoid of any magical aura or signs of life. Shrugging, she slipped it into her pocket without much thought.

Meanwhile, Kanor, her earlier excitement having settled, returned to the fish soup. She tasted it carefully, recalling every step Lolth had taken to prepare it.

After a moment, her eyes lit up with understanding.

“I can make this fish soup too, Master Lolth! Will you teach me more fish recipes in the coming days?”

She glanced eagerly at the bucket still brimming with fish, her enthusiasm clear.

Lolth smiled at her apprentice but paused, sensing an unease creeping into her thoughts. Something about the next few days felt off.

Suddenly, the realization hit her.

“Oh no! Kanor, I’m afraid I can’t. The Holy Alliance might launch an attack soon!”

Her tone grew serious as she began to plan.

Though the Demon Army’s three legions stationed on the western front should be able to fend off the assault, Lolth knew she couldn’t afford to be careless.

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As the metallic liquid in Kanor’s hand continued to morph, it soon transformed into every kitchen tool imaginable.

Kanor marveled as these tools maintained their form for extended periods, provided they stayed close to her. But when taken too far away or after some time, the tools reverted into shimmering, silver liquid, instinctively flying back toward her.

What fascinated Kanor most, however, was the liquid’s versatility. Its hardness, color, and shape could all be altered, and with a little magical energy, its “magical properties” could be adjusted. She could even make the tools act as excellent magical conductors.

Kanor’s excitement grew as she watched a grill she had just created radiate intense heat—without any need for fuel.

“Master Lolth,” Kanor exclaimed, “I’ll never have to lug around kitchen tools or cooking pots again!”

Lolth chuckled, her satisfaction evident. “It’s true, Kanor! This is incredibly convenient. Think of the space you’ll save in magical bags or storage items. What extraordinary luck!”

Her words carried a hint of envy.

Lolth couldn’t help but feel that Kanor was truly destined for greatness. Here was her apprentice, blessed with what seemed to be a divine artifact—a set of portable kitchen tools that could change style and function at will.

The happy scene was abruptly interrupted by a loud shout from the turtle.

“Hey, hey, hey! Something’s wrong with you two! This isn’t just for making kitchen tools… It’s obviously capable of much more!”

Lolth and Kanor exchanged glances, suddenly realizing they had fallen into the same narrow-minded trap.

“Ah… I was so focused on the kitchen,” Lolth muttered, frustrated with herself. “This is clearly a versatile divine artifact. Its potential goes far beyond cookware!”

Kanor blushed, scratching her head sheepishly. “I’ve been too obsessed with cooking… Oh, Kanor, you’ve got to broaden your vision!” she mumbled to herself.

This wasn’t the first time Kanor had reminded herself of the importance of perspective.

A few days earlier, Lolth had shared some wisdom with her while teaching her to cook.

“If your vision is limited to one place, you’ll never achieve greatness,” Lolth had said. “Focus and passion are valuable, but don’t let them blind you to the bigger picture. To truly excel, you must understand the ‘way’ of things.”

Kanor had taken those words to heart. Cooking was her passion, but she now saw the importance of avoiding obsession. The artifact’s potential extended far beyond kitchen tools, yet her first instinct had been to use it for just that.

Determined to do better, Kanor reabsorbed the metallic liquid into her hands.

“I’ll use it wisely, Master Lolth,” she said, bowing her head slightly.

Lolth patted her apprentice affectionately on the head. “I trust you, Kanor.”

Turning to the turtle, she added, “As for you, you’ve earned some rest. Stay in the torture tower for now. I’ll find a way to lift your curse eventually.”

The turtle’s eyes lit up with hope.

“Thank you, great, beautiful, kind, and powerful Lord Succubus! Your wisdom surpasses all, and your abilities outshine the rulers of the world. Praise you, Lord Lolth!”

Lolth rolled her eyes but waved the turtle off. “Go back to your tank… I’ve got fish to cook.”

The turtle waddled away, leaving Lolth to tend to the boiling pot on the stove.

As she prepared to clean the kitchen, Lolth’s gaze fell on something black at the bottom of a wooden box. Curious, she stepped closer and picked it up.

It was a small grayish-white stone statue, no larger than her palm. Carved to resemble a fish with its tail flicked, it bore a passing resemblance to a whale.

It must have been wrapped in the metallic liquid earlier and fallen out when Kanor absorbed the rest.

“A pendant?” Lolth murmured.

There was no trace of magic or life in it. It seemed entirely ordinary. After a moment’s thought, she slipped it into her pocket.

Meanwhile, Kanor, now calmer, returned her focus to the fish soup. She tasted a spoonful, recalling Lolth’s techniques and analyzing the flavors.

“I can make this fish soup too, Master Lolth,” she said eagerly. “Will you teach me more fish recipes in the coming days?”

Her eyes sparkled as she glanced at the bucket still brimming with fresh fish.

Lolth smiled at her enthusiasm but hesitated.

Something was nagging at her.

After a moment of thought, realization dawned.

“Oh… not in the next few days,” she said. “The Holy Alliance might attack soon.”

Her tone grew serious as she began to plan.

Even though the three legions stationed on the western front should be able to hold the line against an attack, Lolth knew she couldn’t afford to be careless.