Chapter 235: Daddy Will Take Care Of It All

Chapter 235 – Daddy Will Take Care Of It All

Each of the shadows sent by Noah was now back in Laeh.

Each of them had lived this experience differently, endured their own struggles, and somehow found a way to come out of it all—alive, yes, but more than that... stronger.

Eric, in these three years, had learned more than he had in all his recent years combined. His shadow control now was off the charts—so much so that he didn’t even need to actively manipulate the shadows anymore, just the intention alone was enough.

But strength wasn’t all he had gained. He had gained wit, the ability to observe, to think ahead, to react quickly when the unexpected came crashing through.

And most importantly—he had learned how to seduce.

In short, he had learned how to survive.

And now, he had returned to Laeh as a SSS rank, leaving behind a goddess crying for him in her bedchamber.

Truly, at this point, he could almost claim to be Noah’s disciple.

And then came Sari.

There wasn’t much more to say about her, really—we had all witnessed her path. We had seen her unwavering determination to kill the one who raped her, and we had watched what she obtained by the end of it.

The power to become invisible—even to reality itself.

What a cheat that was.

But to obtain it... the process was hellish. It was a path paved with hatred, spite, anger, desperation, and pain.

She was a woman who had barely tasted any of those emotions before. But in those three years, she lived by them—breathed them.

And now?

Sari wasn’t the woman they once knew.

She was something else entirely. In terms of power, yes—but also in terms of character.

Gone was the silent, forgettable background extra who barely had screen time.

Now... she would impose herself. Because she was ready.

She had learned that the moment you said "enough," you were done. So she would never say "enough." She would chase everything she desired, shamelessly, ruthlessly.

Not like there was any shame left in this family anyway.

Then came her daughter—Ester.

Ester, by all accounts, had been among the most ordinary women in Noah’s harem. She had nothing particularly special about her, aside from a rare talent for shadow.

And she knew it.

She never felt inadequate about it—Noah had always been there to comfort her whenever strange thoughts crept in. But that didn’t mean she didn’t want to grow. To evolve. To go beyond.

And that’s exactly what she did.

Shadeless.

No form. No shape. Not even a fixed name.

If she succeeded in finding the origin of Shadow, then she would become the combination of Elysari of Shadow... and an Original of Shapelessness.

And when that happens—what kind of being would she become?

No one knew. Not even her.

But one thing was certain—whatever she became, she would be worthy of the Vaelgrim name.

And then finally... came our mommy.

The one who should have been the perfect sugar mommy, but decided to let Elira take the spotlight instead.

Shadeva.

For her, there had been no struggle. No resistance. No close calls.

She had simply—and silently—taken control of the entire City of Order without Ebony even suspecting a thing.

She had spent those three years doing just that. But it was enough. Because when the time to strike comes—and it will come, very soon—Ebony would never see it coming.

To be struck by her own people?

What a glorious, poetic moment that will be.

And now...

All of them were back in Laeh.

And with that—

Things could now finally move forward.

The war against the Shadow...

Would soon start.

...

Laeh — White Castle.

Inside the meeting room of the White Castle, Noah sat silently at the head chair, his women seated around him.

This time, it was Sophie and Elizabeth who rested on either side of him, their heads gently leaning against his shoulders.

Their faces held small, satisfied smiles.

The other girls glanced with a bit of envy—but it passed quickly.

Because soon, everyone’s eyes were on Justicia.

"Tell us... how did you like our husband’s dick?" Dominique asked first, smiling knowingly.

"Yes, my son is truly a beast in bed, isn’t he? Even me—his mother—he fucked me until I started calling him ’daddy,’" Selene added, suddenly craving her son’s cock again, right here and now.

"True," Elira chimed in, her eyes dreamy, "especially when he fucks my ass... best feeling ever."

One by one, they started sharing what they loved most about having sex with Noah.

Alice talked about how she loved sucking him dry. Zara mentioned how he once cranked her sensitivity to the max and turned her into a shameless slut. For Dominique, Lilith, and Christelle, it was when he fucked them like the obedient slaves they were.

Aphasia kept it more refined—she spoke about the sensuality in their lovemaking.

Yuki, on the other hand, just said it outright,

"It’s how he always grabs my ass and abs when he fucks me. He keeps saying weird things like gym girls are the best—tight asses, trained abs... pure bliss."

Even Emily, who had joined the harem in the last six years, shared her favorite.

And then...

"For me... it’s when he fucks me like I’m nothing but filth," Red Bloodheart said, her voice low, her face flushed so red it looked ready to burst. "When he doesn’t care if he breaks my pussy. That’s the kind of fucking I want."

The room went silent.

The other girls just looked at her.

Blank stares.

"A masochist," Neko said flatly.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

But Red only laughed—manically.

"And I’m proud of it. And as a proud masochist, I can always recognize one of my kind. You..." she said, locking eyes with Justicia like she was her long-lost twin. "You’re one too, aren’t you?"

Justicia trembled. Subtly. But enough.

She’d been seen through.

But before the others could pounce on her, something happened.

Three new presences suddenly made themselves known in the room.

Everyone turned their heads—and saw Eric, Sari, Ester, and Shadeva standing calmly.

But their auras were different.

All eyes fell on Sari first—because none of them had even felt her presence until now.

Curiosity bloomed.

Then their eyes shifted to Ester. She too felt... changed.

Yuki’s sword trembled faintly—responding to Ester’s presence, as if being challenged.

Then they looked at Eric.

He stood tall, unbothered. Confident.

And they smiled softly.

They could feel the difference.

And finally... their eyes landed on Shadeva.

She... felt exactly the same.

"Sorry to ask this of you already," Noah said, his smile turning dark "but now that you’re back, tell us about your experiences."

And then—

That smile turned devilish.

"Tell me... do I need to personally torture someone? Slaughter a town? An entire domain?"

He chuckled.

"Don’t hesitate..."

"Daddy will take care of it all for you."

—End of Chapter 235—