Chapter 304

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Chapter 304: Kin From Hell

As soon as the turtle finished speaking, Lolth’s pupils narrowed.

As someone with vast knowledge and enough cleverness in areas other than emotions and relationships, Lolth only needed to hear this one sentence to guess what "Trish Diana" did when her life was hanging by a thread thousands of years ago.

An unimaginable lifespan, the Golden Peacock Dynasty, and the Diana family…

She even seems to be the only hero who left behind a lineage and descendants.

These extraordinary events crossed over a thousand years to arrive before Lolth.

She looked at Dorothy and thought of the "curse" that was tangled with the girl’s bloodline, which had no clear origin and no way to be resolved.

There was no doubt it was the work of a divine being.

But why would a divine being cast a "curse" on a little girl for no reason?

Now it seems it was not without reason.

This is not even a curse.

It is a "price."

It is the price they must pay because their ancestor, Trish Diana, acted out of selfish desire, clinging to life, and left behind this bloodline.

Gods can break the rules and surpass limits, but they never do so without a cost.

Lolth had reason to suspect that all direct royal members of the "Golden Peacock" and anyone with enough heroic blood would be troubled by this curse.

"So, the royal family of the Golden Peacock has always faced many early deaths and unexpected tragedies… This is the reason."

Lolth looked at Dorothy, who was still sleeping in the nearby corner, lowered her eyelids, and spoke softly.

"I thought heroes always had very noble qualities."

Lolth remarked with a sigh, releasing a long breath.

"They must be noble and just when they are chosen," the turtle said, shaking its head, "but that doesn’t mean they will always remain that way."

Lolth looked at the turtle, showing a somewhat helpless expression.

"Humans are truly a fickle race."

She said with a sigh.

"Exactly, my lord," the turtle nodded, standing up from beside the pot and looking towards Dorothy, "so this little girl is also a poor thing."

Lolth nodded slightly but became a bit quiet.

She had once promised Dorothy that she would solve the "curse" issue.

But now it seemed that this problem was not as easy to solve as she had imagined.

This matter involved the gods.

But the silence did not last long.

The water was already boiling, and Lolth tossed all the ingredients into the pot.

"So, which ‘god’ accepted the ‘Lady Hero’s’ mission two thousand years ago?" Lolth asked lightly, "Ah… you don’t have a clue, do you?"

"No way, my lord! With your tone like that, even if I don’t have a clue, I have to come up with one," the turtle said, glancing at the bubbling pot of soup, "Actually, I do have a guess… but calling them ‘gods’ is not quite right, as those guys are generally thought to have some connection with your Abyssal Demon…"

Turtle paused for a moment, feeling a bit hesitant.

"I wonder if you know about the long-gone ‘Demon Warlock’ profession and their connection to the alternate plane of ‘Hell,’ where the main inhabitants are ‘devils’ and ‘demons’ of the ‘Hell demon race’…"

"Oh, I’ve heard of them. The Abyss also believes that they are our distant relatives."

Lolth said this with a very cold tone.

"But those guys, even in the Abyss, no one likes them… If that’s really the case, that would be great."

The pot was bubbling loudly, and the turtle wiped the sweat from its forehead.

"To be honest, the alternate plane of ‘Hell’ hasn’t been ‘close’ to the main plane for quite a while; otherwise, we wouldn’t be seeing a single Demon Warlock now."

Lolth glanced at Dorothy again and shook her head.

"It’s getting close, otherwise… Dorothy’s condition wouldn’t be so serious," Lolth said, recalling for a moment. "Thinking about it, her mother’s coma is also a bit suspicious… It might be connected."

"I’m not sure about that. Anyway, I’ve said what I needed to say… I’m going to soak in the pond in the south again and help you, my lord, count the fish and see how they’re growing. It’s getting hotter, and the fish can get sick easily, ha ha!"

The turtle said this, jumped down from the stove, and strolled towards the kitchen door.

Lolth did not stop it, she just calmly nodded her head.

"Go ahead, go ahead! If you come across Tina, Isabella, or Maider on the way, ask them to finish their schoolwork and then go to City Hall. I have some things to arrange and explain about the third phase of the project."

"Sure thing, my lord! I have nothing else to do, so I’ll help you out!"

Saying this, the turtle walked slowly out of the kitchen door, waved goodbye to Lolth, and wore a pleasing smile on its face.

Then, after its whole body completely stepped out of the kitchen door, the turtle’s face changed color.

Its face, which was originally green, turned even greener, lush and vibrant, like the freshness of spring.

It picked up speed, using its four short legs to quickly climb on the ground.

This speed was enough to outrun any rabbit!

The whole turtle transformed into a green shadow, rushed out of the torture tower, crossed Hillenbrand Town, and reached the riverbank on the west side, and with a splash, leaped into the water, quickly swimming toward the sunken ship at the river’s bottom.

Inside the sunken ship, the turtle pulled out several boxes, defying the laws of physics, and stuffed them into its shell, showing an expression of extreme fear.

While sorting out these boxes, the turtle slapped itself a few times.

"Look at my silly face!"

"Why did I have to talk to that succubus about such nonsense—wasn’t that just asking for trouble?"

"Now look at this… That succubus earlier seemed determined to confront those madmen from ‘Hell’…"

"Oh no, did I just start a war between ‘Hell’ and the ‘Abyss’ with a single word?"

"This is all Maria Diana’s fault… If that lady didn’t get pregnant, none of this would have happened!"

"But I still need to prepare to run away; this town is already dangerous enough, and ever since that succubus arrived, it has been even more chaotic."

"’If the Black Mist doesn’t want it, then forget it! A dog’s life is more important!’"

"Sometimes, it’s better to be a bit timid; if I had been a little timid back then, I wouldn’t be in this situation now!"

The turtle mumbled nervously, turning around inside the sunken ship.

In the end, it calmed down.

"But since the fight hasn’t started yet, there’s no rush to run away… Let’s just wait and see for a bit!"

"Maybe this succubus can win!"