Vampire's Slice Of Life

Zadkiel, after being told to stop worshipping, stared at Emilia for a good few seconds until drops of tears started falling out of his eyes.

"Why… Why must you ask me of such a thing, Your Holiness…"

Emilia could ask her his life and he would happily give it, but asking to stop worshipping her, it was more or less asking him to commit suicide.

Zadkiel could stop doing anything in the world except worshipping the Goddess who raised and took care of him ever since he was an infant.

He still vividly remembered the days Emilia first came to the orphanage he was in.

She was kind and gentle to every child there, and was the first person who thought of supporting the children in their cultivation journey.

If she hadn't done that, everyone in that orphanage would've led a normal mortal life and died after growing old.

It was due to Emilia that not one, not two, but all the children from that orphanage became Rank 6 in just a matter of a few years.

The kids in the orphanage looked into her as not only their Goddess, but also as their godmother, their older sister, and their only family other than the ones from the orphanage.

All children in the orphanage considered each other as their siblings and it was only Emilia who, despite being an outsider, made herself have a spot in the hearts of all the children there.

Even though it had been tens of thousands of years since Emilia had last interacted with Zadkiel or anyone from the orphanage, nobody had forgotten the things she did for them.

Everyone was forever grateful for her and from time to time, they would pray to her idol at their homes, expressing their love.

Zadkiel was someone similar. Despite being an Angel King now, he was an oddball who continued to worship another Angel King and not the King of Angels.

On the very first day in the Heavenly Court, Zadkiel had done a blasphemous deed.

He had refused to worship the King of Angels and said that the only one he would ever worship was the War Angel.

It causes the War Angel's reputation to degrade in the court, but the King of Angels was as benevolent as one could be and let Zadkiel be.

Worshipping someone was a choice and the King of Angels would never ask someone to do it against their will.

Of course, Emilia was in the know of this. However, she didn't bother to come back to the Heavenly Court and decided to stay away from the Angel Continent itself.

She would unnecessarily be dragged into useless politics and not get to do what she wanted to do — shape the future of young children.

The new generations would replace the old generations, it was the harsh reality.

It was upon the older generations to guide the younger ones on a better path and have them lead a good and fruitful life.

Emilia wanted to do just that and being the Principal of the world's most prestigious academy, she got the power to do so.

She was busy in her work and eventually only answered the prayers of the ones in actual need.

Zadkiel and the rest of the children from the orphanage, their prayers were hardly ever heard by her as they weren't as important.

Zadkiel's reaction now thus came off as a surprise to her when she asked him to stop worshipping her.

"Stop crying, you aren't a child now." Emilia rubbed her temples and said.

Despite being an Emperor Rank, on the same level as her, this guy in front still seemed like a child Emilia had first seen in the orphanage.

There was hardly any difference.

This made Emilia wonder, was he the same outside too, or was it just the case when he met her?

Zadkiel fell to his knees after being scolded by Emilia.

He looked at her with tearful eyes and said, "Your Holiness, you made me who I am today. Should I spend a lifetime worshipping you for this, it shall never suffice."

"Asking me to stop worshipping my maker is asking me to end my life. I cannot do it on my own, but if you still wish to stop me, I pray you, please end my very being with thou own hands."

Zadkiel took out his sword and presented it to Emilia with his tears covered face.

At the side, Lith was sniffing heavily with how emotional this whole interaction was.

As for Emilia, despite hearing the emotional cries of Zadkiel, she felt nothing but a headache.

Ever since young, Zadkiel had always been a crybaby. It wasn't a surprise to see him cry today as well, even though it had been many years since Emilia last saw him.

Emilia sighed. This kid was still a bit hopeless even though he had become an Angel King now.

Emilia walked towards him and ruffling his hair, said softly, "it doesn't suit a Seraphim to cry like this. Did I raise you to be a crybaby?"

"Your Holiness…" Zadkiel's eyes turned even more tearful when he heard those gentle words.

Emilia turned to look at him and said with a neutral face, "stop calling me Your Holiness. I am not your Goddess. Rather, call me big sis from now on, okay?"

Zadkiel blinked and stared at Emilia with a dumbfounded gaze, not understanding what she was saying.

"What? Did you forget what you used to call me when you were a child?" Emilia flashed a small smile and asked.

"Ah…" it clicked Zadkiel only now.

Emilia gave him a hand and had him get up. She then gave him a handkerchief and said, "your big sis will not be proud of you if you keep showing such weakness. Neither would any of your siblings be."

"Listen Zadkiel." Emilia's eyes turned serious as she faced him. "You have a big responsibility on your shoulders. You are now an Angel King, you have to look after the welfare of others and be a better Seraphim."

"Be the light that illuminates even the darkest of times for the ones in need."

"I have faith in you."

"Big sis…" tears were dripping out of Zadkiel's eyes again.

Emilia patted his shoulder and giving him a nod, she said, "Achieve great heights, Zadkiel. Big sis will be rooting for you."

Saying so, Emilia grabbed Lith's collar, who was about to collect the crying Seraphim's tears, and disappeared, leaving Zadkiel alone in the room.

Gazing at the empty space, Zadkiel wiped his tears and said, "I will, I will make you proud big sis…"

***

"STUPIDDDDDDD!"

Emilia threw Lith on the bed in her room in the Neutral Continent and yelled while holding his collar and shaking him to and fro.

"WHY CAN'T YOU BE NORMAL FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE!?" Emilia yelled again while shaking him, hoping it would beat some sense into his shameless mind.

"My, my, honey, calm down. We don't have the tools." Lith said in between his thrashing.

"Huh?" Emilia was left confused with his statement and stopped shaking him.

Clearing his throat, Lith looked at his wife and with a neutral face, "I meant, if you wanna do some S&M play, we don't have the needed tools."

"What S&M?" Emilia was too innocent to understand these words.

"Oh, you don't know?" Lith was surprised. He thought all his wives knew of this.

Emilia shook her head. Now her attention was diverted into this S&M thing since her husband had mentioned it and she didn't know of it.

"Well…" Lith said, getting up and putting his hand around his wife's shoulder.

He took her out of the bed and walking a bit towards the window, he pointed outside and said, "S&M is… hmm… I can't seem to understand how to explain it properly. I need some inspiration to better formulate my words."

"???" Confusion was all over Emilia's face. Just, what was her husband up to or thinking of? Why was he such a mystery even after so many years of marriage?

While putting on a pondering expression like an ancient philosopher, Lith paced in the room along with Emilia as he had his arms around her shoulder.

A few seconds of pondering later, Lith suddenly got a brilliant idea. "Wow! How did I never think of that before?"

"What think?" Emilia asked, still super confused.

Lith looked at her and with a big smile, said, "gather all the Ms in one place!"

"Huh?"

"Give me a second, I gotta make a call." Lith didn't satisfy his wife's curiosity and instead took out his phone to call someone.

It took a few seconds for the call to connect and once it did, he said, "Luna, get big sis and come here in Emmy's place."

"As His Highness wishes." Luna's voice rang in his ears.

Lith cut the call and turning back to look at Emilia, he chuckled and went forwards to pull Emilia into his embrace.

He bent her down, surprising her, and went in for a kiss, without explaining things further.

'WHY IS HE ACTING SO MYSTERIOUS!?' The question rang in Emilia's mind, but she was too absorbed into the kiss to think of anything else but her husband's sweet taste of saliva.