Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey

Chapter 829 - 829: F##ing shit... am I into women?

"MMMfffffffhmmmmm---" Mary, whose head was embarrassingly stuck in the ground like an ostrich, finally managed to yank herself free with a loud gasp. She coughed, spitting out dirt, and shook her head furiously before snapping, "You fucking bitc—"

But her words came to a sudden halt. Her eyes widened as she registered the sight before her.

A sword was impaled straight through Dora's chest.

"Oh..." Mary blinked slowly, her brain catching up to the situation. Then, all at once, reality crashed down on her. "Shit!"

Panic surged through her as she rushed forward, reaching out to grab the tiny hooded figure responsible, but just as her fingers nearly brushed the figure's cloak—

It vanished.

"What?" Mary froze mid-motion, blinking in sheer disbelief. Her mouth hung slightly open as her eyes darted around frantically,

Mary yelped as she snapped out of her trance, blinking rapidly like she had just been doused with ice water. Her gaze trailed downward, her breath hitching in sheer horror as she realized where her hands were—

Firmly placed on Dora's ass.

No.

Not just placed.

Fondling it.

A heavy silence fell between them.

And then—

"YUCK!! DISGUSTING!!"

Mary shrieked at the top of her lungs, her face contorted in absolute horror. As if possessed by an unseen force of righteousness, she grabbed a weapon and, without hesitation, cut off her own hands as though she were amputating a cursed limb.

Dora blinked, 'Well… she didn't have to go that far…'

She had anticipated that her charm effect might influence Mary in some way, but this was beyond excessive. And then—

'Her tongue?'

Dora's eyebrows shot up in shock as she watched, wide-eyed, as Mary, without a single ounce of hesitation, sliced out her own tongue like it was the vilest thing to ever exist inside her mouth.

Mary gasped for air, choking slightly as she staggered, her entire body shuddering as she clutched at her throat like she had just committed a noble act of purification.

Moments passed.

Then, like magic, her hands and tongue regenerated just as swiftly as they had been removed. Her vampire bloodline worked fast, restoring her lost limbs in seconds.

Letting out a heavy sigh of relief, Mary muttered under her breath, "Thank goodness I purified myself."

"..."

"..."

Dora stood there in stunned silence for a long moment, simply staring at the spectacle before deciding that, for the sake of her own sanity, she should just ignore this woman entirely.

Instead, she turned her sharp gaze back to Master. Her pink heart-shaped eyes flickered once more, glowing faintly as she observed him closely. "So… you're not a living being…" she muttered, almost as if she were speaking to herself.

She took a slow step forward, tilting her head slightly. Something about this felt off.

"I see… that makes sense now," she murmured.

There was nothing within Master's body.

Not a single thread of fate.

No connection between his soul and his physical form.

He was just… there... Like a hollow existence wrapped in flesh.

Dora's lips pressed into a thin line, 'Just who—or what—is he?'

Mary, meanwhile, had finally regained some semblance of composure and, though still unnerved, was keeping a careful distance from Dora. She furrowed her brows. "What? What are you seeing?" she asked, her voice filled with curiosity but also layered with caution—because, really, she refused to fall for any more of Dora's charm magic.

Dora didn't answer directly. Instead, she spoke in a grave, serious tone. "That being… be careful. I couldn't sense it properly. It's different."

Master let out a low, amused chuckle, clearly unfazed by her words. "Oh? You mean my finest creation?"

At the snap of his fingers—

A tiny hooded figure materialized beside him.

Like a ghost.

Mary and Dora immediately stiffened.

A strange, unnatural stillness clung to the air.

Something about it didn't feel right.

The tiny hooded figure stood there, unmoving.

Then—

It hesitantly raised its hand.

Clap~

A single sound echoed—

And suddenly—

Their entire vision was swallowed by an overwhelming, monstrous presence.

A grotesque, towering fox beast loomed before them, its very existence warping reality around it. Twisting, shifting shadows coiled around its massive body like living tendrils. Embedded deep within its flesh were numerous rainbow-coloured crystals—

Origin Crystals!