Chapter 41: Tea and Revelations

“But tell me, why did you become like this?”

Silvya, the Dragonfeeder, looked at Noah, who was basking in a blissful memory, and couldn’t help but frown.

Pouting, she asked, “I just had to check, and sure enough, it’s you, Noah, the human healing saint. I wouldn’t mistake that exaggerated bust.”

“But how did you become a dragon, and when did you become the princess of the royal court?”

“Are you really that curious about these things~?”

Noah didn’t answer directly but smiled enigmatically, her warm expression tinged with danger and warning.

“…It doesn’t matter. Since you’re here for tea, come with me. A place has been prepared in the garden.”

Silvya sensed something was off and turned to lead Noah to the garden. Noah gathered her skirt, tucked in her tail, and pressed her fluffy white dragon tail against her slender legs.

Her voluptuous, rounded thighs were pressed together, and her soft buttocks settled onto the chair.

With a slight arch in her back and straight posture, her breasts stood proudly, like a globe defying gravity.

Her delicate hands rested on her thighs, embodying the poise and elegance of a princess. Her regal bearing left those around her in awe.

Noah brought out a basket of pastries and a teapot, pouring a cup for herself and Silvya. The aroma of baked goods and red tea was enticing.

Silvya took a small sip and couldn’t help but show her appreciation. “This is truly the finest, worthy of the demon king’s collection.”

The morning sun wasn’t harsh, and the gentle breeze made the fragrant flowers sway, creating a serene scene that soothed the heart.

“By the way, Silvya, do you have any connection with the Abyssal Church?”

Seizing the moment, Noah casually asked about something she was curious about, as if chatting with a friend. “Most demon lords, myself included, have some connection with the Abyssal Church.”

Silvya spoke matter-of-factly, “But we don’t engage in human trafficking or sacrifice our people to them. A leader who does so is unfit.”

“They basically maintain a small presence. As long as we don’t provoke them, they won’t expand their territory. They sometimes buy supplies for rituals from us, making them a business partner of sorts.”

Unsure if Noah was asking for herself or on behalf of the demon king, Silvya explained what she knew.

Noah had no particular need to delve deeper but hoped to ease the demon king’s burdens and present herself as a reliable and devoted partner, allowing her more freedom to indulge her desires.

However, Silvya’s words hinted at a deeper political understanding. Most demon lords, it seemed, were unaware of how deeply the Abyssal Church could infiltrate them, Noah realized.

Since she had already handed the “Abyssal Wedge” to Letitia, Noah didn’t plan any rash moves. “I see,” she replied calmly, leaving the rest to the demon king to handle.

Thinking of Letitia, Noah’s clear eyes became distant, her fingers gently caressing the emblem, her lips curving into a soft smile.

“Did you come just for that?”

Seeing Noah lost in thought, Silvya felt a spark of irritation, her pout deepening with displeasure.

“Hmm~? Did my ignoring you make you feel lonely, Silvya?”

Noah leaned against the table, her ample breasts gently swaying like a tempting dish. Her sweet, alluring smile and arched eyebrows gave her a fox-like cunning.

“N-not at all! Don’t flatter yourself, you idiot!”

Caught off guard by the sight of her exposed cleavage, Silvya flustered, her rejuvenated body reflecting a childish arrogance.

“Hehe~ I was just joking. I actually came to check on your health, after all. You’re one of my finest creations, and seeing you so lively puts my mind at ease.”

Noah smiled gently, her generous breasts pressed between her arms, showcasing their incredible softness and elasticity. She held up her white dragon ring, which glinted strangely in the sunlight.

“And I have something I want to show you.”

After the ritual, Noah regained her player status, able to access the player list and system backpack. Although Noah was an NPC in the game, she had never been able to open the NPC window before.

Now, as both an NPC and player, and a unique being with both native and traveler souls, she sought out Silvya for more information.

The demon king’s city had no NPCs that players could interact with, much like the Great Cathedral in Gudstein, marked as an “inaccessible area.”

Even the demon king, Letitia, like the highest-ranking pope, could see and talk to adventurers but couldn’t issue quests or trade directly with them.

Silvya, however, as a lord, was an interactable NPC. She could open the NPC window, and some player-related subquests with the Abyssal Church could be started through her, which was why Noah sought her out.

After all, she wanted to test how her current abilities as a player would manifest on her new form.

A flash of silver light, and a spirit emerged from the white dragon ring, slowly taking shape on the grass beside the table.

It was a miniature, elegant dragon, three meters long, with white fur covering its body, dense only at the chest and joints. Its paws rested on its chest, giving it a wise, sphinx-like appearance.

It opened its pale blue eyes, filled with the wisdom and composure of an ancient sage.

“It’s been a while, Old White. I thought you had forgotten about me…”

But when it saw Noah, its eyes widened in shock, its jaw dropping in disbelief.

“Old… Old White? How did you become such a cute girl!”

***

Noah’s thoughts drifted to Letitia, her eyes glistening with a distant look. She gently caressed the emblem, her fingers tracing its lines with a tender, almost reverent touch.

Her mind was filled with memories of Letitia, a mix of longing and anticipation. She couldn’t help but wonder how Letitia was faring, what challenges she might be facing, and how she could assist her.

Noah’s devotion to Letitia was unwavering, and she yearned to be by her side, to support her in any way she could.

The thought of Letitia brought a soft smile to her lips, a smile that held both joy and a hint of melancholy. Despite the distance between them, Noah felt a deep connection to Letitia, a bond that transcended space and time.

She knew that whatever the future held, she would always be there for Letitia, ready to face any obstacle together.