Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Before the man could react, countless streams of black mud surged from mid-air, instantly engulfing the scholars below the steps.

Chapter 209 Immoral Mother and Daughter (4.2k)

Germany, deep within the vast Black Forest.

A magnificent and mysterious Gothic building stands majestically on the vast snowfield, like a castle from a fairy tale.

Beneath the snow-covered ground lay a bottomless abyss of darkness.

In the deep, dark cavern, murky water droplets slid down from the bizarre stalagmites on the cave ceiling.

However, in this oppressive and dim underground, there is an unusual and magnificent light.

It was an underground lake located in the center of a cave.

A lake with a silvery sheen.

The shimmering water, like twinkling starlight under the night sky, quietly illuminates this deep darkness.

"boom!"

However, after an unknown amount of time, accompanied by a dull thud as something heavy fell to the ground, the silvery lake water splashed high into the air.

Beneath the surging ripples, a frail body, its abdomen torn open by a wild beast and its organs exposed, floated in the lake. Its lifeless eyes stared blankly at the hole above its head, which had opened at some unknown time and reflected a small patch of starry sky.

But in an instant, the faint light was filled with countless black dots.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The dull thuds of water falling echoed one after another as one mangled human figure, with twisted limbs, deformed heads and necks, or half-body injuries, was poured from the cave entrance into the underground lake like piles of garbage.

Soon, the broken dolls floating on the lake surface, washed by the lake water, were like defective products being gradually destroyed by being soaked in a sulfuric acid pool. Pale flesh peeled off piece by piece, and hard bones dissolved.

In the end, the only trace turned into a silvery hue, merging into the lake water and making the rippling waves even brighter and more dazzling.

After a brief process, everything seemed to vanish into nothingness, returning to calm and stillness.

"Da da……"

However, as light footsteps approached from the darkness, the calm, silvery lake began to churn violently, contrary to its usual behavior.

Beneath the lightless surface of the abyss, a bewitching figure with silver hair flowing down her shoulders and blood-red eyes tiptoed across the uneven stone path like a cat, arriving at the lakeside. She crouched down, glanced at the boiling water, frowned slightly, and seemed to be deep in thought.

Then, with great interest, he lightly touched the boiling lake surface with his slender white index finger.

In an instant, the entire lake surface boiled violently, as if countless voices were murmuring in pain in the darkness, crying out for help and lamenting to everything around them.

"it hurts……"

"So sad……"

"No! I don't want to stay here!"

However, despite the raging cries that flooded her mind, the beautiful figure crouching by the lake remained unaffected, raising her smooth chin and blinking as she gazed thoughtfully at the boiling lake.

"So, it was you guys downstairs making noise that kept me from sleeping."

Immediately, the silver-haired figure, having obtained the result, seemed somewhat bored, like a cat that had grown tired of playing with the laser pointer's beam, lazily yawning as it got up and turned towards the darkness.

"I want to see what lies beyond Eindzbernburg! I want family, I want friends, I want an ordinary life... But more importantly, what I want most is... I don't want to disappear...! I... just want to live...!"

"I don't want to die! I ...!"

"Mother……"

But just as that graceful body was about to disappear into the darkness, for some unknown reason, she paused, turned around, and returned to the surging, boiling mercury lake. She raised her right hand, clenched it slightly, her nails digging into her palm, and a drop of reddish-black blood dripped into the lake.

Instantly, the pure silver-white was dyed into a deep red-black color, and the surging lake water boiled violently.

At this moment, the fair fingers of the beautiful figure on the shore reached into the red and black lake surface and began to explore.

"Wow!"

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a crisp splashing sound, fair fingers pulled upwards, and a petite and slender human figure with chocolate skin was dragged ashore, like a stranded little fish, thrashing and struggling.

"Shh..."

The silver-haired figure squatting on the shore gently raised her hand, put her index finger to her lips, and gestured for silence. She then gently placed her fingers and palm on the little guy's head, and with great interest, brushed aside his wet hair to reveal a tender face that resembled her own.

Immediately, under this reassurance, the little creature, which had been removed from the lake and stranded on the shore, calmed down obediently.

Immediately, a hint of expectation flashed in the silver-haired beauty's blood-red eyes as she asked with a smile.

What did you just call me?

The little guy raised his head and stared intently at the similar face in front of him. He tilted his head and thought for a moment before stammering out his answer.

"mom, Mom, Mom……"

"Hmm, good boy!"

Immediately, the silver-haired beauty beamed with joy and, without any hesitation, embraced the wet little one, as if he had received a new toy he couldn't bear to part with.

After a brief moment of intimacy, the silver-haired beauty cupped the little guy's pretty face, looked down at the stranded fish on the shore, and spoke with a smile.

"Chloe! From now on, your name will be Chloe! Well, it's decided then."

Chloe, in Greek, means "green herb in bloom," derived from the description of Demeter, the Greek goddess of agriculture, and represents "new life."

“Chloe…”

The little guy looked at himself, then at the sponsor in front of him, as if he understood something. His innocent little face lit up with a bright smile, and he nodded emphatically.

Meanwhile, in a bedroom in Enzwasburg.

"call!"

With heavy breathing, a chocolate-skinned girl, curled up in the corner of the bed with her back straight, suddenly sat up like a spring. Her wary gaze swept around, finally settling on the figure that had somehow appeared by the bedside, chin in hand, observing her with interest.

"What's wrong? Had another nightmare?"

Pandora asked with a smile, her eyes sparkling.

"It's nothing, I just dreamt about some unpleasant things from the past."

Confirming it was just a false alarm, Chloe breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed her throbbing temples, leaned against the headboard, and answered weakly.

"Come here to Mommy, let me comfort my little Chloe."

In the darkness, a pair of slender arms gently embraced Chloe's body from behind, and a soft whisper reached her ears.

However, the "mother" who should have been "comforting" her daughter instead hugged her like a small doll, smiling as she leaned close to her cheek, habitually rubbing against it, and kissed the little girl's cheek with her cherry lips, gently nibbling it as if sucking on a piece of chocolate jelly.

Clearly, Pandora was more enjoying herself than comforting her daughter.

"stop!"

Soon, Chloe, who had been squeezed between two soft mounds, broke free from their embrace and kept a safe distance from her "mother" with a wary expression.

"Little Chloe has grown up and doesn't want her mother anymore."

Pandora, whose fun had been taken away, covered her face with her hands, looking heartbroken and on the verge of tears.

"Stop acting. This act didn't work on me when I was one year old."

Seeing this, Chloe, who was already immune to it, rolled her eyes slightly, looked at him with a mocking expression, and started grinding her teeth as she angrily berated him.

"Besides, how many times have I told you, don't come in silently every time! It's scary, you know!"

"But I want kisses, hugs, and to be lifted up high..."

Pandora looked aggrieved, like a vulnerable mother who wanted to get close to her child but was heartlessly abandoned.

"Keep acting!"

But Chloe, who had been around this witch for a long time, paid no attention to the crying. She crossed her arms, leaned against the wall, and sneered mockingly.

"You're trying to trick me into playing house with you again, aren't you?"

"what?"

Pandora looked completely innocent, her eyes filled with confusion.

Chloe scoffed at this, coldly exposing the perverse pleasure of a certain calamity witch.

"Tch, you really think I don't know? I've been having nightmares lately, and it's all your fault!"

"Tsk, kids aren't cute when they grow up."

Seeing that Chloe hadn't fallen for the trick, a disheartened Pandora abruptly ended the boring one-woman show, looking utterly disgusted.

However, just as Pandora was about to turn away after failing to succeed, Chloe, who had been keeping a wary distance, suddenly jumped up from the bed, grabbed the witch of calamity, and pinned her down on the bed, her golden-red eyes gleaming eerily in the darkness.

"Ah, Chloe finally couldn't hold back anymore and is about to make a move on her mother!"

At this moment, Pandora, who was pinned to the bed, wore an extremely fake look of panic and shyness. While twisting and struggling her graceful body, she cried out in a monotone voice, making accusations.

“Da me da me, we are mother and daughter, this kind of immoral thing is not allowed.”

"Stop pretending! The smell on you is absolutely true!"

Facing her mother, who was pinned down on the bed and looked incredibly shy, Chloe suppressed the urge to beat up the shameless woman in front of her. Like a hungry feline, she sniffed the witch from head to toe, her eyes gleaming.

"It was a sacrificial offering! You stole and ate it!"

For heroic spirits who manifest a physical body through the Third Law and walk the world, high-purity magic is undoubtedly an excellent tonic.

The offering for opening the Greater Grail is undoubtedly the purest and most delicious sweet.

The witch, caught stealing food, showed no fear under her daughter's pressure. Instead, she smiled and asked a question, her blood-red eyes overflowing with temptation.

"Want it?"

"And what's the price?"

Chloe, who had already developed good habits through rigorous and inhuman training, was not blinded by the temptation before her. Instead, she gazed at her so-called mother with a deep look and calmly asked her question.

Pandora spread her fingers, revealing a green magic cube brimming with a rich aura (a three-star cube is, of course, a green cube). She smiled and spoke, revealing her true intentions.

"Let me hold you for one night!"

"make a deal!"

However, before the witch could say anything more, Chloe nodded in agreement without hesitation, snatched the green magic cube in a flash, and finalized the deal.

Then, the chocolate-skinned little girl, clutching the green magic cube, nestled contentedly in Pandora's arms, her sleeping face serene and peaceful.

With each breath Chloe took, the magic block in her hand separated into wisps of light dust, which flowed into the little girl's body, bringing waves of pleasurable fullness and satisfaction to her cells and flesh.

I've been tricked...

Seeing the little girl who had been so desperate to be touched just moments before now slipping smoothly into her arms and being stroked and caressed at will, Pandora was immediately disappointed and looked indignant.

Well, never mind, consider it a small reward for your progress.

However, the witch quickly calmed down and hugged the tiny creature in her arms, gently nuzzling it against her face.

As they whispered sweet nothings to each other, Pandora yawned repeatedly, a wave of weariness washing over her, and her eyes closed slightly.

The hazy, clear moonlight streamed through the window, revealing two figures, one large and one small, fast asleep nestled together on the bed, like beautiful fairies slumbering in a seashell, waiting for the sunlight to awaken them.

Beneath the endless night sky, a pitch-black cube suspended in the air moves on its own in an enigmatic trajectory. The light patterns on its surface, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, correspond to the heartbeat and breath, emitting rhythmic sounds.

Meanwhile, in Fuyuki City, Shinto, Kotomine Church.

As midnight approaches, the church, which should be yearning for light, opens its doors to welcome the deep darkness.

The seven Masters and seven Heroic Spirits filed in one after another and quietly took their seats on the benches.

"Yeah..."

As the last group of guests arrived, the church doors slowly closed, and Father Kirei Kotomine, holding a Bible and dressed in a black robe, emerged from behind the curtain, breaking the silence and oppressive atmosphere in the church.

"Ladies and gentlemen, after verification, it has been confirmed that during the Fourth Holy Grail War, the Ainsworth family secretly organized a group of people to summon seven additional Heroic Spirits and carried out an ambush at Mount Enzou, interfering with the normal progress of the event. Their series of actions have been judged to be violations!"

From this moment forward, the Ainsworth faction will lose the protection of the Holy Grail rules.

Furthermore, since the remaining five drops of the Holy Grail were all illegally stolen by the Ainsworth family, there is only one game left…”

Kirei Kotomine paused briefly, slowly closed the Bible, his dark eyes sweeping over the group of magicians and heroic spirits seated below, a pleased smile spreading across his lips.

"...annihilate Ainsworth with all your might! Reclaim the grace that rightfully belongs to you!"

Immediately, the Masters and Heroic Spirits on the benches had shifting eyes, their faces showing a range of emotions: some were thoughtful, some were filled with pleasure, some were intrigued, and some were eager to try...

The long-dormant bloodlust and impulse in everyone's hearts began to boil again.