Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey

Chapter 784 - 784: Once he knows how I taste… Fu~Fu~

Aether didn't move his pieces blindly; he moved them with careful calculation, predicting what the Master would possibly do… thinking just like him, step by step, move by move.

Sure, he knew the future and all, but the moment Aether stepped in and made his own moves, the entire board had already shifted.

Naturally, the Master would adjust his plans accordingly, adapting like a predator waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike.

That was where Aether started thinking like him… Of course, he didn't know the Master perfectly, not down to every intricate detail, but one thing he was absolutely sure of—the man despised leaving any evidence of himself.

He wasn't just meticulous; he was a perfectionist, a mastermind who wanted to weave the ideal scenario, one where he controlled every single outcome. He didn't make careless moves. Every action was deliberate, precise, and left no trace behind.

Considering that even Alaric had been able to fool Dora… there was no doubt about it—the Master was far from simple.

He wasn't just another scheming manipulator.

No, he was leagues above them all!!

That's why, in this part game… Aether didn't just observe from the outside—he stepped in.

If he hadn't been here to tell the truth about their relationship, Aether knew without a doubt that Sandra wouldn't have hesitated for a second to kill Raven.

To Sandra, her daughter was everything, her most precious existence, and she would eliminate anyone who posed even the slightest threat to her without mercy.

And by understanding the Master's way of thinking… Aether realized something crucial.

The Master would not involve himself directly unless it concerned Dora.

That was a major advantage for Aether... And by pulling Victor back, he had successfully backed the Master further into a corner, leaving him with fewer options.

Aether knew Victor was a highly valuable asset to the Master. There was no way they could turn him against them, which meant the Master had limited moves left to play.

There were only a few options remaining…

Either they had to kill the dragons and escape, which would undoubtedly cause massive problems—problems that Sandra would never allow. She was not the type to let her Empire suffer for a mistake she made.

That left only one final solution… killing both of them and making sure Sandra and Raven killed each other while fighting... a perfect plan to fool Victor into thinking Sandra invaded his Empire or something.

However, Aether wasn't entirely sure of the full extent of the Master's plan.

He wasn't the Master, after all.

That meant he needed to wait, observe, and anticipate their next move… hoping for something unexpected, a twist, a surprise attack.

But in the end, there was nothing.

The Master followed the exact pattern Aether had predicted, as if walking along a predetermined path, like a piece in someone else's game.

It almost felt… underwhelming?

Aether couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed.

Was this really it?

Was this all a man who had lived nearly 2000 years could come up with?

He had expected more.

Something grand, something mind-blowing, something beyond his understanding. But no… the Master moved exactly as he thought he would.

Was he just too predictable? Or was Aether simply getting too good at reading him?

The Master surely had more tricks up his sleeve than what Aether could predict… right?

Well… even if he was disappointed, it was also a relief.

The more predictable the Master was, the easier it would be to counter him. And as long as Aether could stay one step ahead, then really, who was he to complain?

A victory was still a victory, after all!

Anyway,

/Celestia?/ Aether called out softly while stealthily slipping out of his hiding spot, careful not to make a sound.

/.....Aether?/

The sound of her voice, even through telepathy, felt like a lifeline.

It had only been a short while since he had last heard her, but it felt like an eternity.

His legs nearly gave out as a wave of relief washed over him. He inhaled deeply as if the crushing weight on his shoulders had suddenly lifted. His lips trembled slightly as Celestia, even from a distance, could sense the emotions radiating from him.

/Aether... I am fine/

Those words alone were enough to strengthen him. Reassurance. That was all he needed.

/Aqualina?/

/She is fine too.../

Aether exhaled a breath he hadn't realized he was holding. He knew he could have reached out to Aqualina directly, but for now, he needed to focus on his current situation. He would talk to her later, once he had dealt with everything in front of him.

/Where are you guys?/ he asked as he carefully sneaked forward and saw...

Raven and Sandra were fighting.

Raven's movements were like a streak of lightning, her long, thin sword slicing through the air with precision. Every step she took was calculated, swift, and lethal.

Sandra, on the other hand, stood her ground with unshakable composure, blocking each strike effortlessly. The water flowed around her hands like a living force, bending and twisting as it absorbed and deflected Raven's relentless attacks

/Well, we are currently in the Academy… being treated/

Aether frowned for a moment, 'Academy?' before nodding slightly, /I see…/ His gaze then shifted,

His wives or lovers or whoever these women he calls... were more unpredictable and dangerous than his fucking enemies!!

"Oh, my fucking—!" Aether gritted his teeth, watching as Raven and Sandra unleashed their full fury on each other.

Both of them were pouring out all their rage, all their pent-up jealousy and frustration.

And the worst part?

... He was the damn cause of it!