Limitless The Strongest Revenant

Chapter 548 Heroine Chapter: Still better [1/2]

Chapter POV: Lilly Browning Smith

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'Yet another mystery that can't be solved,' I couldn't help but think.

The mysteries surrounding John Smith were slowly but surely growing. This latest one was as perplexing as the first. Every line of thought pointed to one thing. John Smith was a reaper 14 years before he died.

Despite the collective brainpower of the Sirens, we couldn't find an answer. It didn't help that Jasmine Denel, arguably the smartest of us, chose to blindly accept the truth.

"You're all missing the point. Regardless of who or what happened 14 years ago, what matters is that someone or something is protecting Husband. That is enough for me. If such monsters come from him again. I will just shoot them."

I could understand her stance on the matter, but it hardly resolved the matter at hand, did it?

'Sigh, I guess I should be glad at least that I had the chance to investigate the first one. '

I had already come to accept that I was not normal. No matter how you looked at it, it seemed like I was a reincarnator. And my first life was the life of Ishtar, the Mesopotamian goddess of love, beauty, sex, fertility, and finally war.

It sounded like absolute madness, but I became convinced after reliving her memories night after night.

My appearance was slightly different, but it was definitely me. And the nightly visions allowed me to grasp the tale somewhat. Dearest was a Revenant named Nergal, another deity from the same mythology.

I once told him about a theory published by Academics. It was verified and supported by 5 of the 7 battlefronts. The paper in question theorized that every mythology from the world's myriad of cultures, myths and histories were remnants of past Reaper civilizations.

And my memories seem to lend credibility to this conjecture. There was no other way to explain it. However, it wasn't an easy story to understand. The dreams did not flow in any particular order. They were chaotic, disjointed, and confusing.

However, the order of events that I somehow managed to piece together was quite exhilarating. It was like watching a movie where I was the heroine!

Ishtar and Nergal met as a trick of her sister Ereshkigal. They fought to a draw. Ishtar, being the goddess of sex, simply decided to decide the battle by superiority in bed. It was hardly romantic. But it was incredibly erotic.

After their rendezvous, Nergal devoted himself to Ishtar and stuck to her side like a dog. Surprisingly, they fought undead just like we did. Furthermore, they conquered floor after floor in what I believed to be an ancient version of Hellsgate.

What struck me as odd, however, was that the memories I saw and the legends of Ishtar were similar, yet different. Unfortunately, they stopped abruptly before I could reach the conclusion of the story.

They all ended during the honeymoon. For some reason, when Dearest finally permitted me to sleep, I was no longer able to see them. It was bittersweet. I liked following their adventures, but most of the time the visions left me exhausted.

'But then again, I liked them because they showed me a life with Dearest. I have my own version of that now. One many times better,' I believed with every fiber of my being.

"O-KAY! Since we are stumped, why not go to Lucrecia? She should have the weapons ready by now, right? If not, we can just steal them! I can't wait to get couple guns with Darling!" Jo suggested excitedly.

"Sigh. I guess that is better than pondering this mystery when we lack information. Honey should still be with Phillip and the others. Let's go now. If he calls for us, I want to be ready."

"Is it really that easy to get firearms in America? We separated from Lucrecia not even two hours ago. If it was so easy to get them, why didn't Beloved buy them himself?"

"Yes, Liv. The main advantage of living in the US would be the ease in obtaining firearms. If this were Japan, the strict regulations would make it almost impossible. And even if you get a license, finding a gun in a store is just as difficult. As for why Shujin hasn't bought them yet..."

"It's because Possum is a tightwad, Liv. He has deep pockets for everyone else, but when it comes to himself, he is the worst kind of miser."

"{Portal}. All right. Let's go. I want to reunite with Husband as soon as possible."

'Hmm, having couple arms were all well and good. But our clothes also did not really match our {Kindred}. '

The Sirens currently wore clothes that did not match any theme or design.

Jo and Robyn were sporty and dressed like students or teenagers.

Aki knew her appeal and always wore daring outfits.

Liv preferred comfort over style, just like a man.

Bella had the worst fashion sense and dressed like a slob.

Jas barely showed any skin and was always wrapped up in layers.

I, on the other hand, wore clothes that accentuated my figure. At least that was the case now. Before, I usually wore my White Guard uniform.

Unfortunately, since Dearest always wore black, we hardly complemented each other. In fact, it was quite the opposite. One thing I liked about Ishtar and Nergal was that they always wore apparel that suited each other.

It was like a fashion statement that they were destined to be together. Somehow, I became envious and wanted to imitate this notion. John Smith was the only man for me, and since he loved me very much, I longed to shout to the world that he was mine.

'This will not do, let's try to get some help.'

As I joined the Sirens to invade Lucrecia's home, I called Cynthia Carmine with {Connect}.

[Hello? Who is this?]

So as not to alert the other Sirens, I tried to answer using only digital signals. They were busy being a nuisance to the Derycks. Though Alicia didn't seem to mind, as she practically pounced on Robyn like a rabid dog.

[Cynthia Carmine, this is Ishtar. I have a request for you.]

[LADY ISHTAR! AH! YES! HELLO! What can I do for you?]

Her response was excessive. Was it so surprising to receive a call from me?

[There were two Reapers among your group who had the ability to create clothes out of thin air, right? The ones who adjusted my {Kindred}'s suit during my wedding?]

[Ah yes. They are Phantoms who are part of the Ten Graves. Do you have any clothes you want them to design for you? They are bad at fighting, but they are very good at making functional clothes. The designs used by Vela's wolves came from them.]

[Perfect. Are they with you now?] I asked curtly. Find more chapters on empire

[Ah, no. They are not. I am in a meeting room in the Dispatch office.]

[Go to them now. Call me when you do. This is of the utmost importance. Do you understand, Cynthia?]

[AH! Yes, my lady! I will meet them now!]

I hung up and concentrated on what was happening in front of me. Jas, Jo, Robyn and Aki were making a fuss over the weapons being wheeled into the Deryck's living room.

It was funny, despite our group having no manners at all, Vincent's family entertained us. It was quite late for humans. I also noticed that except for Vincent, Alicia and Lucrecia, everyone else looked extremely nervous.

Those who had seen our demonstration in the hanger earlier were practically sweating bullets. I couldn't blame them.

Any of the girls here could and would massacre every one of them if they found a good reason. It seemed that even though Aki had given them medicine, they were still afraid of us.

"This is one of the weapons my lord always uses in video games. A replica of the Pancor Jackhammer. A bullpup revolver 12-gauge shotgun! This was extremely hard to get a hold of. This would be for Lady Liv, since you already use the Winchester 1887."