Reincarnated With SSS Deathless Skill in Female Dominated World!

Chapter 106 Revenge Time (3)

Chapter 106 Revenge Time (3)

Chapter 106: Revenge Time (3)

Seraphina's father was strong and cool, and everyone could depend on him.

He was an oddity that shouldn't exist in the female-dominated world, but he was, without a doubt, a man whose presence eclipsed many powerful women. Starting from being the strongest hunter in the village to getting recognized by a famous and extraordinary swordsman, then finally adventuring around the world as a competent and powerful entity, Seraphina's father paved his path with trophies no man could ever dream of.

Seraphina was proud of her father. It went without saying that he gathered attention just by existing, and everyone always reached out to him, whether it was just for a short talk or to request something. He stood out, and that alone was enough to fill Seraphina's little heart with admiration.

Also, her talent for swordsmanship and innate skills resulted in Seraphina getting lessons from her father whenever he was home, so their bond was firm and seemingly unshakable…

…until that day when the news of his death reached their village.

The news that had been brought to her home by demons. Led by no one other than Asmodeus himself, the demons known for their lecherous skills invaded the village, turning it into a forbidden garden of debauchery. Just Asmodeus's presence was enough to usher this domain in.

He was so influential that no matter where he went, everything bowed before him and reshaped itself to his liking.

Having a liking for mature and ripe women, everyone that wasn't to his taste was brutally squeezed to death by his mana alone, meaning that just his step forward had brought in hundreds of deaths of men, women, and kids.

Yet, such a powerful existence wasn't without wounds. His right eye was gone. The scar seemed fresh and new, and a few astute women had caught up that this wound had been fueling his rage and was the reason for his visit here.

Even those clear-headed women soon basked in Asmodeus' mana, losing their reasoning to pant and let out their tongues like dogs.

While the demons under the demon of lust were interested in defiling those bodies, Asmodeus trampled on the village's thoroughfare, crushing pebbles and the ground beneath him as he made his way to the house in which the woman of the man who had stolen his right eye lived.

He was a handsome man with alabaster skin, golden hair, and a red eye. His hair was cropped, and his face was sculpted to effortlessly charm all kinds of females. He donned a long black coat, which followed him in his wake, scratching the surface its owner crushed.

In the meantime, Seraphina and Charlotte were in a tight embrace of their mother, trembling with fear as the skies turned purple, screams billowed, and horrid sounds of people squeezed to death resounded in their little ears. They didn't know what exactly was going on but understood that their village had been invaded by monsters.

The reason they were still alive despite being in Asmodeus' domain was only because their mother used her power to keep them alive.

It didn't come without any price, however.

What she was doing was purifying her house out of Asmodeus' mana, but as it was a high mana that no mere human could deal with, Monica was absorbing it into her body system, keeping her sanity only because she was so desperate to protect her children.

If she were to lose the little warmth of her children, she undoubtedly would become worse than other female villagers who had already lost themselves in Asmodeus' garden of debauchery.

Seraphina and Charlotte were struck by fear, silently crying in their mother's nest.

That was when Asmodeus loomed over Monica, ignoring two little lives she was doing her best to protect. His judgment of her was quite high since she hadn't lost herself in his domain. Indeed, she was the woman of the man who went against this world's balance and could be on par with the strongest.

Alas, the image broke when Asmodeus tore Monica off her children. In an instant, the mass of foreign mana flowing within her body came over her, scratching all her sanity and last bits of conscience. She clutched on his pants and looked at him with yearning eyes, her tongue already flapping and dripping lots of saliva.

Asmodeus scoffed and sighed, "So much for a woman attending to the strong man."

On the other side, Seraphina and Charlotte had been frightened by the demons' presence and their mother's change. They couldn't really tell what was actually happening. But all of it translated to them being scared to the core as their mother changed, and a foreign man was surely the cause of it.

Turning his head to the side, Asmodeus waved his hand as though he was swatting bugs, having absolutely zero interest in creatures that couldn't even understand the concept of lust. He kicked the air, which had tossed Seraphina and Charlotte away from their house and coincidentally made them land just on the border of the demon's domain.

Their bones broke, and a few wounds cracked their flesh open, but their lives were intact.

Monica had managed to save her children.

But while the older daughter overcame the past and had turned the corner, Seraphina was haunted by the past. As she grew older, she also understood more of what had happened, and the experiences with people of the world, both men and women, had shaped her into a woman Hunter met during the hunter exam.

For her, men were trash. Every man she had met on her lone journey to become strong enough to hunt down Asmodeus turned out to be garbage worse than her father, who was also a weak bastard. Yes, all admiration Seraphina held for her father had turned into a poison that muddled her.

Worse, what had occurred to her village had also somewhat made Seraphina not believe in others. Only she who had seen the demon close could become strong enough to face him off and kill him. The same went for her older sister, Charlotte.

That said, Charlotte had a different path. She instead followed someone and attended to her businesses instead of focusing on what had to be done, leaving Seraphina alone.

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"Childish… right?" Seraphina whispered with her lips pressed against Hunter's shoulder. She couldn't face him yet, as she had grown competent enough to properly see through herself, getting ashamed. If only she could think straight like her older sister and not refuse her kindness, she would have been much stronger!

Hunter faintly smiled as his embrace became stronger, "You wouldn't have met me, though. Selfish, right?"

"I don't know…" Seraphina was not that socially competent! But as she thought about her time with Hunter and Aimee, she could see that she had grown closer to them, and these two even had fixed fears. Just recalling how Aimee was happy beside Hunter after these two copulated like rabbits was already a huge step forward.

She wasn't just happy because she felt bad for hurting Hunter. There was genuine happiness, for she knew these two must have had a lot of fun. Well, Aimee surely would soon tell Seraphina about it. And when her honey phase would pass, she would rebuke Hunter and complain about her first time to Seraphina, for Hunter was too selfish!

Seraphina had also said that Hunter was like Celestia to him. She came to terms with her potential and that she was ultimately a village woman who couldn't really reach the extent of her abilities alone. This meant that she no longer really thought that all men were trash.

Hunter opened her eyes.

And from selfish feelings of using each other, these two had developed a genuine affection for each other.

Their embrace was warm and sweet, enough to abate the cruel past.

Seraphina felt happy and proud to be in Hunter's nest.

Though she snuggled up tightly, she couldn't really convey her feelings well. A part of her had the same thought as Hunter, not wanting to butt into Aimee's time. The other was simply unaware of what really to do next.

Which meant that a lot was in Hunter's hands.

Frankly, a lot had happened. Perhaps it was because of those dangerous events that all three of them became so much closer, but Hunter felt like things were happening way too fast. It also made him feel like his previous deeds amounted to pretty much nothing, as it took Aimee just a few words to up their relationship.

Well, maybe it was because of Hunter that it was so easy to raise the bar between the two.

Nonetheless, Hunter was before an important choice right now. He could now make this beautiful and strong crimson-haired woman's heart his or lay out a blueprint for her heart and snatch it later. The latter was, of course, influenced by his significant change of mindset.

'I don't want to let her go,' Hunter inwardly muttered as he pressed Seraphina deeper into himself. He recalled how audaciously he had called her his, named her his future wife, and more.

The milk had been spilled, and it was now time to take responsibility, wasn't it?

Even if Aimee's honey phrase might take a hit because of it, even if she gonna bite at him later on, Hunter had decided to not waste this precious moment. Everyone who knew him better than others, or at least well enough to be with him, understood that he always wanted to be surrounded by striking women.

Because it was fun… well, it sounded fun for a virgin man. But now that Hunter had grown up, he considered things different.

"Sera," Hunter called her name, compelling Seraphina to look into his eyes, "Can I kiss you?"

Seraphina's heart suddenly raced against her chest, filling her with more warmth.

He asked it so tenderly and carefully… so sweetly and affectionately…

"Yes… you can," Sera bit her lips, contradicting her words, but as Hunter leaned down, her lips parted, and their mouths met.