Son of the Hero King

[Medea’s World]

Pandora was confused by most of the things going on around her these days. Since time passed rather differently in this weird space, she had already been spending a few days here already and she had to admit that it was a bit, no, a lot different from her expectations.

Much of the time spent in this time-dilated world, all she had to do was to sit and do nothing at all. Generally, she would just talk with Lilin while drinking tea, or she would spend some time with Persephone and have small talk or reminisce about their adventure with Mars.

They would also sometimes ask her to show her true form or ask her to fight against Lilin as the two used their powers to duke it out with each other.

This was when Pandora started to realize that there was something a bit different about Lilin, a special trait that shouldn't occur in her.

The power to bring the abstract and the imaginary into reality.

This was the same power that the previous Nightmare Queen wielded and though the girl had a lesser mastery of this power and focused on dealing damage rather than using it as a way to manipulate reality at will, it was still not less absurd to watch a human like her to wield this power.

Pandora wasn’t arrogant enough to believe that in the whole universe, only Succubi were the chosen beings with the ability to use this power. But it was quite the coincidence nonetheless.

There was also the fact that Lilin and even Lilith had the same appearance as a high-ranked Succubi would when keeping their human forms.

This made Pandora begin to wonder if Lilith and Lilin had succubus blood running through their veins or not. This wouldn’t be particularly surprising, in fact.

Succubi loved men of power and seducing the then-king of Lustburg and bearing his child would be seen as an honor for them. So, it was really not a big deal.

‘But I never felt Lilith’s power being close to a succubus' though.’

Lilith could also cut space on a conceptual level and even affect the soul if she so wished. But this was made possible thanks to her incredibly pure intent to cut absolutely everything in her path. This was a power that had absolutely nothing to do with simple bloodline but was related to pure talent and will. An all-encompassing will to sever anything and everything.

‘Perhaps it was due to a removed ancestry? Or maybe even atavism?’

It wasn’t rare for the blood of an old ancestry to resurface in the current descendants.

‘So do they want me to train the girl then?’

Pandora chuckled when she reached this conclusion and decided to become more serious about this whole scenario. She had trained her daughters quite well, if she says so herself, and had always been proud of their achievements.

Partial energy being like them generally ended up having children through asexual means and Pandora had not hesitated to do the same in her case due to Mars’ demise.

But unlike how divine beasts would feel detached from children born in this way, she loved her daughters with all her heart and soul, truly considering them as her own flesh and blood instead of an extension of her energy.

‘I should bring a gift to Minerva when I go back home.’

The poor girl had been ‘acting’ as her all this while, as she jumped from one place to another, and this was only possible because the two of them were both Blessed. But this couldn’t last for long.

Sooner or later, they would realize that she was not the one to sit on the throne and while they could not harm Minerva, Anastasia was not protected by the divine laws so this made her an easy target.

“Do you still want to use that sword?”

Pandora asked as she watched Lilin prepare for another duel.

The two of them were standing in a clearing inside this accelerated world and surrounding them on all sides were the witches, the True Demon girl, and a King-ranked Phoenix.

This lineup gave Pandora goosebumps whenever she witnessed this scene and she would generally do her best to just ignore their existence altogether.

Just imagining how much damage they could inflict if all bans and rules were to be lifted was bad for her heart.

“Please.”

Lilin nodded and gripped her long sword.

‘Another difference from her mother.’

Lilith used a large heavy sword that could freely change its weight. A creation of Theresa’s. Perhaps the small girl was the best blacksmith she had ever met in all her life and she doubted that she would be able to meet anyone better than her.

The sword in Lilin’s hand though was incredibly long and thin, a complete contrast to the one that Lilith used. One would wonder how a sword of this shape held itself together and didn’t just simply break.

It seemed that Theresa had created a sword for both Lilin and the wolf girl called Setsuna but the two of them had yet to use them.

“Well, let’s go.”

Pandora had not even finished talking and she could see that Lilin was already pouncing upon her.

By taking one step, Lilin had been able to traverse a great distance effortlessly. It was as though the concept of distance didn’t even exist between them.

‘This technique is really deadly.’

She avoided the sword even though it could not really hurt her, at least on a physical level. This was just an instinct that she had. One that told her that she absolutely did not want to know what it felt like to be wounded by this ominous-looking sword.

‘If it’s as nasty as Lilth’s sword, then no thanks. I don’t want to face something that dangerous.’

The fight, or rather the training continued as both Hathor and Isis observed the movement of the two fighters.

Persephone, who was sitting not far from them, kept cross-referencing the information she was currently receiving with the book their mother gave them. The result of their past studies about the Succubi.

There was a few difference between the two, but not so much that it could be considered to be headache-inducing.