MTLNOVEL Chapter 287: Motherhood [1]
"I love you, Noah," Shadeva said, her voice filled with unmistakable love.
Love Noah knew too well. It was the love every one of his women held for him.
By this point, you would expect him to get used to it—or even to take it for granted. After all, isn't that how things go? The more you're used to something, the less you pay attention to it, and so, you stop taking care of it.
Isn't that true?
It is.
But there are always exceptions. There are always things people can never get enough of—like how a reader will never get enough of good novels.
He didn't care if it was cliché, or the same story again with the same setup or even the same power.
How could he care? That's what they love anyway.
They always want the same thing… but different.
And that's exactly how Noah felt.
All his women loved him immensely—but each loved him differently. Each of them had her own way of showing love and affection, and that's what made it… addicting.
That's what made it worth it to gather women around him.
So right now, with Shadeva looking at him as if he were the most precious thing in the universe, Noah mirrored her look—and even went beyond it.
"And I love you too, my dear shadow," he said, enfolding her trembling body with deep care as he looked into her beautiful, shadowy eyes.
"I love you, and I will not let anything hurt you in the same way you were hurt by your sister. I will protect you, even if it means putting myself in danger—and I know your sisters will feel the same as I do."
"But saying all of this is quite useless if I don't resolve the thousands of years you spent alone, broken, betrayed, and chained by your own siblings."
His words immediately startled Shadeva as her eyes began to glisten. "D-Do you know who's responsible for all this? And the reason behind it?" she asked, her voice thick with unspoken emotions.
Noah gently caressed her face, their naked bodies still wrapped around each other sensually.
"I do know who's responsible, but… do you want to hear it?"
It wasn't a simple question.
It was the kind of question that asked if she was ready to bear the burden of knowing. Because what if she wanted vengeance—but couldn't get it?
What if she wanted to break the shackles on her siblings—but couldn't?
Wouldn't that break her? Wouldn't that make her feel unworthy of being called a sister?
But Shadeva was not a woman with a weak will.
"I'm ready," she said firmly, her gaze unwavering.
"It's all the race together. They chained your siblings with shackles they would never be able to break. And they didn't do it because you were dangerous—not truly. They did it because your potential was dangerous."
"So, they decided to leech from you first before anything else. They broke you by turning your siblings against you. Maybe they were even hoping for a full-blown war between siblings so they could reap the benefits."
He paused, looking at Shadeva's trembling eyes.
"Now tell me—do you understand?"
Shadeva stayed silent for a moment before nodding weakly.
"And oh, I forgot one other thing."
Noah smiled crookedly. "A progenitor was involved in all of this. The progenitor of elves—Luelle WorldTree."
That last sentence made Shadeva tremble with pure dread.
And honestly? Understandable.
Just look at how unfair Noah was.
Granted, the other progenitors were not as special as him.
But they were special enough. And they had eons upon eons to train, to understand their abilities, and even go beyond them.
So yes—having one of them as an enemy was a dreadful thing to even think about.
And Shadeva was just World Dominator rank. Hell, even if she reached Law Creator rank, she'd still be just a bug before a progenitor.
So, knowing all this—how could she fight back? How could she seek the revenge she deserved?
Ask Noah to take revenge for her?
It is a way. In fact, it's the one most likely to succeed.
But would she really?
Of course, yes.
"Help me," Shadeva said softly, without any shame or hesitation.
It's just stupid not to ask for help when you need it because of pride or ego. Shadeva didn't care about any of that. And even less if the one she was asking was her love and her master.
Noah smiled sweetly hearing her.
He liked when his women asked him for help.
Not because of vanity. Not because of pride. Not for some ego boost—no, he didn't need that kind of thing anymore. He was Noah Vaelgrim, after all.
He liked it simply because he loved helping his wives grow stronger, loved helping them rise, evolve, and reach higher states.
Help.
That's the word.
He wouldn't do the job for them—but he would give them the tools to do it themselves.
"Gladly, my love," he answered before they slowly got up—still naked.
By this point, Noah's dick was already rock hard again with Shadeva's naked body right in front of him. But he held it in.
Same with Shadeva—she wouldn't mind being fucked so hard her ass would be stretched wide again and her pussy red and swollen.
But she, too, knew the priority at this moment.
Still—
"Why aren't we wearing clothes?" Shadeva asked.
"Because I'm an exhibitionist and I like to be naked. Got a problem with that?" Noah replied without an ounce of shame, making Shadeva blink in surprise before giggling.
"I wouldn't mind joining you in that then. And truly, who would even complain about seeing your naked body? I mean, even men—!"
"I'll stop you right there, Shadeva. Don't go into that domain. I don't actually want to know," Noah interrupted sharply, making Shadeva burst into laughter—the heavy tension from before, the fear of fighting a progenitor, all dissipating like mist.
Noah smiled too.
Then—
"It's time to welcome you into my race, Shadeva. It's time to fully become a Vaelgrim."
"You are shadow—but Ester is already the Elysiari of Shadow. So, we need to find something else. Something unique to you, something that still lets you wield your power even better."
Noah paused, his mind racing at impossible speed as he tried to come up with what kind of Elysiari Shadeva would become.
He thought about the most defining trait of Shadeva.
And after deep reflection, only one thing came to mind…
"…Motherhood?"
—End of Chapter 287—
A/N:
Sigh…
I feel like I am writing peak after peak these days.
I need some rest.