Chapter 613: Transformation

As the light and shadow stretched into thin, colorful streaks, Rod knew he was undergoing another planar jump.

Not long after.

A crisp snap.

The image froze, and the scene before his eyes began to take shape rapidly.

Rod looked closely.

Same old place, the familiar Weave space again.

"Rod!"

The newly ascended goddess of magic, Mystra, stood not far away, her appearance soft and beautiful, wreathed in holy light, the several halos behind her back appearing incomparably divine and pure.

The three starlight teardrop moles arranged in a row beneath her left eye were striking, lending her expression a touch of plaintive sorrow.

"Mystra, long time no see."

"I've already told you, the outer planes are very dangerous right now. What if you get caught, get controlled by some being skilled in mental domination, and then use that to threaten me? Let me tell you, I won't save you."

Mystra seemed not much different from before her ascension.

Still wearing a face of lingering fear and the aftereffects of persecution paranoia.

Her snow-white delicate hands folded together, squeezing gently with a little force.

A one-shoulder gown, primarily pure white with magical dark blue as a gradient accent and gold lines for embellishment, was gorgeous and noble.

Squeezed between her pressed-together arms, her full, rounded, and ample chest stood out even more.

In Rod's eyes, who had not yet had his fill, the snow-white cleavage grew ever more enticing.

"I saw your current strength — in a single exchange you made Lady Zugu Zugu Moyi of the Fungi suffer a great loss."

Rod chuckled.

Although, looking at it from his current strength, he also felt that Lady Zugu Zugu Moyi of the Fungi seemed rather unimpressive.

But after all, she was still one of the beings at the peak of power.

Mystra probably hadn't even shown her true form — a simple spell easily dispersed the spore fog while striking the opponent's body.

At the time, Zugu Zugu Moyi's face was right beneath him, and Rod could clearly see her terror.

He estimated Mystra's strength was even greater than imagined.

"I can't disperse too much of my power outward. The Weave Veil consumes far more than I imagined, even now that I can grasp the laws. This time I broke protocol to act — don't you dare go out again. Wait, you didn't do this on purpose to drain my power, did you!"

"What are you saying? How could that be possible?"

Mystra gave a self-mocking chuckle.

Worry showed on her fair, clean face.

"You mortals have no idea — in the short time since I became a goddess, I've already repelled two attacks from the outer planes! One lunatic raving about fighting, fighting, and another lecher trying to tempt people into lust — They acted as if They wanted to kill me!"

She said.

Her gaze drifted to Rod, seeing him covered in disgusting, foul-smelling green and pink fungal fluid.

Frowning.

She cast a cleaning spell, and only after watching the magic sweep everything tidy and trim it neatly did she nod.

"Please take your private life seriously, my father — actually getting aroused by a shapeless fungal mass, feed! What are you doing *getting up?!"

She showed a stunned expression.

"You said the Weave Veil's consumption was too great, so I thought the 【Creation Dewdrop】 might help you."

Mystra snorted, looking at him suspiciously.

"I'm already a goddess, grasping a great many laws of this world — do you think it would help? Don't tell me you want to mix something into the 【Creation Dewdrop】 to harm me?"

Rod didn't bother putting on pants either.

He just wandered over like that, then smilingly patted the head of this goddess of magic who only reached his chin.

"It's fine, what father would plot against his own daughter?"

Mystra wore her thick beige hair combed fully back, a neat and severe style that fully revealed her fair, dignified face.

Her expression turned strange.

From the warm palm she felt an inexplicable sense of security and comfort.

Although her recent ascension had made her extraordinarily powerful, and she had indeed grasped considerable laws.

But after all, time was short — to expect her mind to instantly become so utterly divine and rational within such a short month was impossible.

Especially since Rod was the man who had directly helped her reshape her body.

Though she was used to speaking words of persecution paranoia, in truth Mystra held very complicated feelings toward him.

Especially the previous experience of being backstabbed had left her deeply lacking a sense of security.

But during the body-reshaping, this forest warden had provided tremendous help without asking anything in return, and from start to finish it had been utterly pure, without the slightest ulterior motive.

Mm.

Although it was a very pure lustful intent.

Still, it made her always, on certain nights, replay that scene in her mind.

Mystra immediately shook her head, clearing her thoughts.

She was clear about her responsibilities.

She could not afford to spend her mind on such matters.

"No father would do this to his daughter either. Can you put your pants on first? I'm sending you back now."

Rod laughed.

Looking at the message on his panel — 【Paradox Motivation】:

【'Goddess of Magic Mystra's desire toward you has transformed into a body origin!】

The origin essence Mystra contributed was another full stage stronger than that of the Fungal Lady Zugu Zugu Moyi!

The warm current surging through his body was unusually fierce, accompanied by the spirituality released from the advancement, the residual Zugu Zugu Moyi origin essence still fermenting, and Hela's amber toxin.

Of course.

And there was also the steady, almost uninterrupted stream of desire origin essence Tally provided, twenty-four hours a day.

Not a huge amount, but it had the advantage of being stable.

Even when they weren't in bed, it was the same.

After a bout of entanglement.

The massive energy directly made Rod's face flush slightly red.

"What a coincidence, I don't really feel like leaving so soon."

"Don't push your luck. Letting a mere mortal like you in here is already me—"

Mystra discontentedly raised her head.

Before she could finish her rebuke, she saw Rod's face slightly flushed, his eyes misty with water, gazing at her with deep affection.

For a moment, she was thrown into a panic.

"Wh-what are you doing?!"

"Doing you."

"Huh? You've been living with so many girls in the forest and never once had that look on your face. What do you mean? I won't allow you to fall in love with me! There's no future for us! And if you think you can use love to blackmail me, that's even more impossible! I've already sealed my heart and locked away love, lost the ability to love anyone!"

What on earth is she talking about?

Rod didn't understand.

But that didn't stop him from pushing his luck.

He grabbed Mystra's hand in one swift motion, his deep, melancholic gaze cranked up to the max.

Mystra had spent her whole life studying the Weave, only to be backstabbed and sacrificed the moment she turned around—when had she ever seen a man this close up?

Her eyes instantly grew dazed.

She instinctively flung a mind-reading spell at him. Although it bypassed his formidable mental resistance, it could only read his surface-level thoughts.

—"Cute, want to f***."

The crooked, shallow train of thought was filled, top to bottom, with those four words.

And so pure, at that.

"."

Mystra turned her head away, her face flushing red despite herself.

"That won't do. I'll let you hug me, or hold hands."

"I want to f*** you."

"V-vulgar! I, the great Tang Tang Mo Fa goddess, you think I would have any feelings for a mere mortal like you? In my eyes, you and the humans below are all just lowly creatures!"

Twenty minutes later.

The lofty magic goddess Mystra's face was flushed red, her body bent over with her hips thrust back, her magnificent long dress's hem lifted up to her waist.

The snow-white scenery was fully exposed.

The divine halo behind her trembled, and under the massive supply of 【Creation Dewdrop】, it grew increasingly solid and grand.

She turned her head in humiliation to look at the man behind her.

"Is this how you treat your daughter? Rod!"

(End of chapter)