King of succubus

Following the sharing of information, Alvine left Isolet's dimension with the hope or misfortune of meeting her soon.

Following his departure, Isolet also decided to get out of her den, now knowing that it would no longer serve her much.

As for Alvine, this guy visibly more vicious than the word itself is weak to describe him, went to his new home.

In the shadow territory?

No, even if he wanted to, he could hardly do it.

Unlike Isolet, whose supreme domain was not hostile to any living being, that of Alvine was the opposite.

His clones, who had activated the universal law of darkness level three, which consisted of locking others in a space where time and space itself did not exist, the inside of a real black hole that erases everything in its path, had shown us how frightening this dimension was.

Anyone would understand if he were told that the black hole that had almost killed a supreme being (Serena, Sabrina's sister), was only a glimpse of a fragment of Alvine's true supreme domain.

His shadow soldiers will be able to survive in his territory without any problem, but what about the others?

As for why Alvine said that space existed everywhere, it was, clearly, a lie on his part.

His goal was probably to let Isolet and the mediator believe that he was out of reach.

In this case, if he was not in his territory, where was he?

...

Current location, Fy's planet, or rather the remains that remained of it.

"What the fuck was done here during my absence?" The only person who's unaware of all the recent changes that had occurred in her absence, and who has just returned home, had a darker expression than the anchor when she saw the giant and lifeless meteorite floating in the void.

Elena.

Unexpectedly, she returned rather than what Alvine and Askald had planned.

But instead of the panic of being in the presence of such an anomaly, she had a sneaky smile on her lips. "I didn't expect my master to take the next step of the evacuation plan." She then mumbles before landing on the meteorite that had always kept its astronomical size.

The strangest was to see it (the coreless planet) still intact, despite being at the mercy of the chaos and spatial tempests.

Once landed on the pariah planet, she looked around to make sure she didn't have unwanted spectators around her.

Then, she turns into a black mist before diving under the earth's crust and making her way to the old location of the planet's core.

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In just one minute, she found herself kilometers underground, and in a vast and empty space that was once used to house the constant fusion core of the planet.

As for why she took this path to reach this vast empty and black space, she soon took action to join the others.

[In the name of my lord, I ask for access: identity, Elena Dragnar, monarch of the Valkyries.]

She pronounces these words in the ancient language and waits patiently in the dark.

This silence lasted more than a minute, almost making her lose the patience she had at the beginning.

But just before she showed it blatantly, an emerald portal, similar to that of Azalea, appeared in front of her.

Seeing the color of the portal and the energy that emanated from it, she slams her tongue before jumping into it.

Following her departure, the portal closes instantly; plunging the space into the dark once again.

On the other side of the supreme-dimensional portal, Elena sees Cindy and her sister waiting for her in a clean room that has no door or windows.

"What took you so long to get me in?" She scolded in a bad mood.

"I don't see what you're talking about, wild beast." Cindy retorts arrogantly while playing with her two daggers between her hands after feeling Elena's hostile aura toward her.

But seeing Elena frowning, she took a step back and hid herself by her sis. "My dear sis, are you sure it was a good idea to let this fury girl enter here? The wild beasts of his kind tend to fuck the shit behind them." She continues despite all.

Rendy looks up, determined not to interfere in their differences.

Elena's smile threatened to collapse following Cindy's sarcasm. "I don't have time to take care of the weak of your kind." But she successfully keeps control over her emotions; a rare and unexpected spectacle for the two sisters.

She opens her own portal and leaves both behind her before going outside the room.

A long corridor, similar to that of a laboratory, then welcomed her with open arms.

But as soon as she took a step, she found herself in another room independent of the previous one.

"For Fortress's energy level has stabilized by 80%, we must no longer have a problem maneuvering it."

"Kudos Feyre! - And then, what about your side, Heepha?"

"My commander, all the other functions of Fortress are now stable. We should no longer have problems responding in the event of an imminent attack."

"I'm not talking about that, but the automatic aeration artifacts, the artificial mana circuits, and if the other spaces work perfectly?"

"My commander, all it's OK; even Magic beasts began adapting to their new environments; some of them have even created their territories of influence."

"Very good, tell me about all kinds of anomalies in every detail; I want to be aware of everything, even the most insignificant detail."

"At your orders, commander."

"... What...- Before Elena understood anything, Askald, who was sitting in the commander's chair, cut her off.

"Greed, escort the fugitive to the lord." He commanded Greed, who was standing behind Feyre.

The room where Elena landed was none other than the control center of Fortress, one of the ships that belonged to Alvine.

As for where this little jewel came from, history goes back long before he withdrew.

In other words, it was one of the ships he had in his possession during the era of the gods.

"To your orders, monarch of souls!"

Elena soon showed her disagreement with her brother's order. "What? Wait, I have to...-

"Don't worry, dear sister; I'm sixty percent sure that the lord won't give you a scratch for your unconsciousness."

She had tingling under her hair when she remembered her sin. "S...So, you tell me that there is still a forty percent chance that he will chastise me?" She stutters incessantly.

"... Don't see things so negatively, there is a fifty percent chance that he will forgive you."

"-! Why did the chances suddenly drop and to my disadvantage!?"

"It's your impression, there's nothing wrong with being punished for exceeding our lord's orders, but you must know that, don't you?"

Seeing Askald confirmed that she was going to be punished by Alvine, she remained silent; lest her brother say something even worse.

"...Sigh." After a heavy and sad sigh, she skims at Greed with hostile eyes. "Show me the way!"

Greed nods his head and ignores the discomfort which gives him the impression of having a blade under his throat due to Elena's eyes.

He takes out a small compass in the sleeve of his leather blouse and places it on his magic stick's crystal that he had from Heepha.

[Portal!] This word from him was followed by the appearance of a black portal in the middle of the clean room.

He takes a last look at Feyre to see if she could get by without him. But he immediately abandoned his worries when he saw this fanatic in search of ancient knowledge deeply immersed in her work.

On the other side, Elena crosses her portal followed by himself.

--

Still in the ship, but in a different apartment and one of the most luxurious, was Alvine; quietly sitting behind his desk arranged by Nelda (currently replacing Assiaphir).

(Nelda is none other than Princess Valskar who had joined Alvine's camp during the Valskar's invasion; according to the terms of their agreements)

"You can leave us alone, Greed." As soon as they arrive in the room, Alvine gives this order to Greed.

This only made Elena more nervous.

"I...-

Alvine raises his hand towards her, snatching her any chance of justification.

He then continues to consult the documents he had on his desk in a peaceful but suffocating silence for a certain warm-blooded woman.

...

..

.

After ten minutes of patience, Elena finally saw Alvine put the last document under the table, in the small drawer under his desk; a drawer normally too small to hold three books of two hundred pages.

"In your opinion, why does Askald always persist in sending me paper reports instead of recording them on the tablets that Feyre and Greed created?" This was his question; a question that has nothing to do with the subject.

"..." Perhaps out of caution, or out of a desire to stay out of Alvine's traps, Elena decides to keep her right to silence; at least, if she has any.

"Well, Elena, don't tell me you don't know the answer. However, this is a fairly simple question." He asks again while looking at the latter with nonchalant eyes.

"... I don't...- I'm sorry to have--

"No, it's not an excuse I want to hear, but an answer." Alvine stops her right away.

The latter knew what he was talking about; or at least, she thought she knew. "I intended to punish those who dared to...

She squeezes her fist while keeping control over her facial expressions and more. But it was easier to try than to succeed in that.

'Heh, she's always like that; always acting before thinking. But despite her head-in-head temperament, she has never caused me problems than Greed recently; it's almost unrealistic, if I may say so.

But perhaps she's more cautious than others think; her presence in this place is proof of this.' While muttering these sentences, Alvine gets up behind her desk and goes to Elena before standing in front of her.

Aside, the latter could feel Alvine's oppression because of his simple presence. 'How strong did he become in such a short time? They are abyssal, the powers of this monster.' She mumbles while holding her breath and protecting her consciousness from any external intrusion.

Faced with such caution on his part, Alvine smiles slightly. "I thought I was clear, Elena; what I want to know is why did you come back?" He asks after passing her and standing just a few feet behind her.

"Huh!?"

"I ask you why you came back? According to my forecasts, you had to wander for a few more months before coming back. But why so soon? I ask you to explain to me because I hate being wrong in my predictions."