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Recently, Kate felt as if she were soaring into the heavens with happiness.

As a devoted servant of Luminous, she had always been content with her life, even before she understood the concept of desire.

But after meeting Isaac, she awakened to physical longing and, more profoundly, discovered what love truly was.

The feeling of wanting to be by his side every day.

The sensation of something swelling within her heart simply by being near him.

Especially when they held hands—it wasn’t just swelling; it felt like a bubbling heat coursing through her entire body, igniting her from within.

It was then that Kate realized: this was the love that Luminous had spoken of.

While the connection between gods and their followers was also a form of love, the love between a man and a woman was far more intense and visceral.

Luminous had referred to this as “desire,” explaining that it was not strange at all but, in fact, perfectly normal.

Humans, after all, are naturally prone to desire, and Kate had simply come to understand this truth later in life.

It wasn’t a problem at all.

Even her first experience of self-comfort had brought her such overwhelming pleasure that she could hardly move afterward.

How ecstatic, then, would it be to share such an experience with Isaac?

Her heart longed to receive his seed immediately, but she did her best to suppress her desire.

Forced actions would be a crime.

This was a principle firmly ingrained in Kate’s mind.

However, lately, even that restraint was becoming difficult to maintain.

The words Isaac had once said to her kept circling in her mind.

“I’d like you to always stay by my side. I can’t do without you. If you stay with me every day, I’ll give you my seed.”

…Though it seemed like he might have added more to that, to Kate, it all sounded the same.

The thought that someone she revered as much as Luminous acknowledged her filled her days with happiness.

“Dare they…”

But today, that happiness was on the brink of being shattered—not because her relationship with Isaac had soured, but due to her rage at the foolish people who dared to disobey his instructions and cause trouble.

Specifically, the emergence of innocent victims.

Isaac had emphasized this repeatedly to the point it was etched in her ears: it was far better to let ten demon worshippers go free than to allow even one innocent person to suffer.

Kate, being somewhat extreme herself, didn’t fully understand his insistence but chose to respect his decision.

Even if she didn’t completely grasp it, the idea that innocent people shouldn’t be harmed was undeniably correct.

Moreover, since Isaac had stressed this point, Kate had no reason to do otherwise.

The path Isaac pursued was her path, her conviction.

“So, Kate, I’d like you to go there. Honestly, I’d prefer to go myself, but it might be a trap set by demon worshippers.”

The one Kate revered, Isaac, spoke to her with a somewhat weary expression.

Having had two incidents erupt back-to-back, he was understandably drained.

One was somewhat expected, but the other had come completely out of nowhere, leaving Isaac visibly fatigued.

Of course, Kate believed his exhaustion was entirely due to those bastards who ignored his words and caused trouble.

“Understood. But if it really is a trap laid by those pests, then…”

“Ahem.”

Kate stopped mid-sentence as Isaac lightly reprimanded her for her harsh words. After all, sitting on Isaac’s lap was Ariel.

With her appearance a spitting image of Isaac’s and her endearing charm amplified by the sprout atop her head and wings on her back, Ariel was utterly captivating.

Though Kate had been astonished to the point of shock when she first met her, she was now accustomed to the sight.

Besides, Ariel was a gift personally entrusted to Isaac by Hirt, making her a figure worthy of reverence in Kate’s eyes.

“Oh, I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to…”

“Daddy, Daddy, what’s a pest?”

“I’ll explain later. For now, would you mind getting off Daddy’s lap?”

“Nope. Nope.”

Despite Isaac’s suggestion, Ariel clung to him like a cicada, showing no intention of letting go.

At her insistence, Isaac could only smile wryly as he patted her head.

Normally, he would leave her in the care of Adelia or Mari, but Adelia was currently training with Hawk, and Mari was attending a class.

Given that Kate was already aware of Ariel’s existence, this arrangement seemed most practical.

“… …”

Kate stared blankly at the tender father-daughter interaction.

For some reason, she felt something boiling up inside her chest.

It’s hard to tell whether she wanted to throw a tantrum like Ariel or wished for a child like Ariel.

Either way, it was certain that this inexplicable emotion was deeply connected to her.

‘Soon… I too…’

If Ariel could read Kate’s inner thoughts, she would have flinched at the dark emotions lurking there.

Fortunately, Ariel was too busy burying her face into Isaac’s chest.

Isaac chuckled at Ariel’s adorable antics before resuming the conversation that had been interrupted earlier.

“Anyway, I’ll leave this entirely up to you, Kate. If it’s a trap laid by the demon worshippers, handle it as you usually do. If it’s not, I’ll still leave it to you.”

“Then, what about the event? Are we ending it as planned?”

“No, I don’t plan to end it. It’s just a warning. Something like, ‘Having innocent victims is no different from aiding the demon worshippers.’ I believe you’d handle this best, Kate.”

Ordinarily, he would have stopped the event without a second thought.

However, the reason he didn’t do so immediately was due to Musk’s persuasion.

As the saying goes, ‘Patience avoids disaster.’

Ending it abruptly might lead the arrows of blame toward innocent parties—such as the families or associates of the victims.

People tend to feel better when they shift blame to others. To prevent that, this opportunity was being given, and Kate was the perfect person for the job.

Arresting the wrong person might allow the real perpetrator to evade judgment.

“If it’s not led by demon worshippers, arrange for the accused to confess their sins. But if it is led by demon worshippers… well, you know what to do, don’t you?”

“Of course.”

“I’m really sorry for giving you such troublesome tasks. Right now, you’re the only one I can trust, Kate.”

“I’m the only one…?”

Was it those words—that she was the only one he trusted—that resonated in her heart?

Kate, feeling strangely dazed, gently clasped her hands over her chest.

Thump! Thump!

Her heartbeat grew faster, and her face gradually flushed with warmth.

It was a feeling similar to what she’d experienced last time. She stared blankly at Isaac, who was softly smiling at her.

How great and lovely could a person be? For the first time, every word he spoke felt like sweet fruit.

If the oracle of Luminous quenched her thirst like the water of life, Isaac’s words were like sweet honey.

“……?”

Meanwhile, Ariel, peering into Kate’s thoughts, blinked slowly.

It was so bright.

What in the world was she thinking to have her inner thoughts filled entirely with light, devoid of anything else?

While she could easily read others’ thoughts, Kate’s thoughts were exceptionally difficult to decipher.

Rubbing her eyes, Ariel looked at Kate again, only to see a radiant, golden curtain.

What is this?

Just moments ago, everything had been clear—why had it suddenly turned like this?

As Ariel tilted her head in confusion, the little sprout on her head mirrored the motion.

Unaware of any of this, Isaac spoke in a somewhat fatigued tone.

“Then, let me know when you’re ready, and you can set out. I’ve heard the victim and the culprit are heading to the temple in the capital, so it shouldn’t take long.”

“Understood. I’ll deliver divine punishment to those who dared ignore Lord Isaac’s words.”

“Divine punishment, huh? Just do as you always do.”

“Then…”

Kate trailed off, hesitating. Isaac gave her a puzzled look.

While she hesitated, the light dimmed slightly, allowing Ariel to chirp in her characteristic sly tone.

“A request?”

“Huh?”

“Do you have a favor to ask?”

Ariel’s recently learned vocabulary was spoken with deliberate clarity. Her gaze was fixed squarely on Kate.

Isaac, briefly casting a stern look at Ariel for intrusively reading thoughts, opened his mouth as soon as he realized what Kate wanted.

“Do you have a favor to ask?”

“…Yes, I do.”

“If it’s Kate, I’ll grant you anything—except giving you a seed.”

“It’s not that. Actually, the favor is…”

“Ki—tzu!”

Ariel interrupted midway. While her pronunciation had improved, it still wasn’t perfect.

But “ki-tzu”… Isaac, alternating glances between Kate and Ariel, felt a growing sense of unease.

“Yes, that’s correct. Just that one thing is enough.”

“……”

“The process before receiving a seed is a kiss between a man and a woman. I wish for that sacred act.”

Should he call it shameless or bold?

Isaac, stunned by Kate’s unabashed declaration of her desire, let out a hollow laugh.

Despite Ariel’s mind-reading fully exposing her thoughts, Kate remained unbothered.

She even used it as a springboard to state her wishes.

Is this what a true formidable opponent looks like?

Isaac was at a loss for how to respond and kept silent.

“After the kiss… holding hands?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“And then Daddy strokes her hair?”

“Correct.”

“Me too, Daddy.”

“……”

Isaac’s mind went blank.

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