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Chapter 228 - Nala's Luck
🕑 Added 2025-01-28 07:00:10 +0000 UTC"In the future, if you serve us well enough, I might even grant you freedom," Anda promised.
Fantylia finally saw a glimmer of hope. "Thank you, Big Madam, thank you! I will serve the Leyan Family well. You can count on me!"
"Very well. You can occupy that crystal and see whether you can move the puppet. It might look like this right now, but Sawi will improve the appearance later," Anda instructed.
Fantylia seemed to hesitate slightly before another sound transmission reached Anda. "Big Madam... does it really have to be a fox girl?"
"Oh? You don't like a fox girl? Then we will change it. Let me think. Emm... ah right, I remember you tried to possess Mr. Bison, right? Okay, we will change the design to a bison man since this is what you prefer," Anda said mischievously, her lips curling into a playful grin.
The moment Anda finished her sentence, Fantylia shot into the crystal as fast as lightning. Her essence spiraled inward, leaving faint trails of luminous energy behind.
"Big Madam, you misunderstood me. I didn't say that I don't like a fox girl, I'm just... eh? Is this my voice?" Fantylia was surprised to hear an unfamiliar voice saying what she intended to say. The voice sounded very close to a human's voice.
The mechanical puppet also started moving accordingly, reflecting her surprised reaction. Its metal joints creaked slightly as it mimicked her emotions with uncanny precision.
After that, Fantylia tested moving the puppet according to her intentions and felt the movements were smooth and swift. She flexed her mechanical fingers, marveling at the precision of the craftsmanship.
Anda and Sawi looked at each other and smiled slyly. Now that Fantylia had entered the crystal, she wouldn't be able to escape anymore.
When Fantylia entered the crystal, the metal holding it in place expanded and encapsulated the crystal entirely.
The metal that was holding the crystal had undergone an alchemic smithing process, combining it with a special fiber that could trap a soul entity.
The special fiber, named the Soul Gripping Cotton, was discovered around a hundred years ago in a very deserted forest.
It was said that the Nascent Soul cultivators who were passing by a particular small area of the forest full of cotton trees forced their way through the dense cotton in a hurry, but they fell to the ground one by one as if dead.
It turned out their Nascent Souls were stuck within the dense cotton, leading to the discovery of its special property. Subsequent investigations revealed the cotton's fibers emitted a subtle energy field capable of entrapping spiritual forms.
Since then, the fiber has been used to make things that could trap soul-like entities.
During these three years, aside from alchemy, Anda did a lot of research about soul-related topics so that their family could protect themselves from threats similar to Fantylia again.
Anda had spent a huge amount of money to get her hands on the Soul Gripping Cotton and some other things that were effective against souls.
Very soon, Fantylia realized that she couldn't get out of the crystal anymore, but she didn't voice it. She knew it was a precaution prepared against her.
In any case, she wouldn't dare to go against Anda anyway. Her instincts told her to never, ever betray Anda.
She fully intended to serve the family and claim her freedom again in the future.
"Big Madam, the movements are fine, but it's a bit weird because I can't feel the things that I touch," Fantylia gave feedback. She extended the puppet's arm, brushing it against a table, but the lack of sensory input made the action feel detached.
"I see... Sawi, is it possible to add the sense of touch?" Anda inquired.
"Hehe, no problem, Big Madam. The array sequence for that is a bit complicated, but it's still within my capabilities," Sawi replied confidently.
Anda nodded and faced Fantylia again.
"Very well. Since you have spent two years as Dorin, you should have recognized everyone in the household. Starting next week, go to the maids and learn how to do housekeeping from them. For this week, get familiar with the body first. Also, make sure to listen to Sawi if she orders you to do anything, and most importantly, apologize to Dorin. Do anything you can to make up for her lost time. Understand?" Anda instructed.
"Yes, Big Madam, I understand. I will listen to Madam Sawi," Fantylia bowed slightly.
Since she had accepted her fate and wasn't under distress anymore, Fantylia was back to her usual gentle demeanor. The gentleness was reflected in her voice and body language, even with the mechanical body.
After spending three years in Leyvi's sea of consciousness without the ability to do anything, moving a physical body, even if it was just a puppet, felt liberating.
Sawi blushed slightly at the side. Being called Madam Sawi felt quite nice. Is this what having a high status feels like? She adjusted her posture slightly, trying to act like a madam.
Anda nodded, acknowledging Fantylia's attitude, and then left the workstation.
"Fantylia, if you ever feel bored inside that puppet, you can visit my sea of consciousness again. It always has space for you," Leyvi joked.
"Lord Leyvi, I will never, ever, enter someone else's sea of consciousness again," Fantylia answered gently.
"Hahaha! Your personality sure is different when you're not losing your mind," Leyvi laughed and said as he caught up to Anda.
Leyvi's memories of her were full of her begging for her life.
And just like that, the Leyan Family acquired a strange-looking servant named Fantylia.
"Will Sawi be fine with her alone?" Leyvi asked after catching up to Anda.
Anda smiled. "Don't worry. She was terrified enough. Even if she changes her mind later for some reason, we already prepared some countermeasures that would make her regret it. Sigh... personally, I kind of want to see her try. Because that would be entertaining to watch."
Leyvi shook his head. He knew that was probably her intention in the first place. Anda always seemed to find amusement in the chaos of the unexpected, provided it was under her control.
"Darling! Queen of... oops... Big Madam! Is this the first time you're here, darling?" Nala called when the pair passed through her seamstress studio.
Huh? Queen of what? Is it Queen of Panda? Leyvi glanced at Anda, expecting her to give him a quick glare like before, but he saw Anda focusing her sight on Nala—more precisely, her abdomen.
The next moment, Anda broke into a wide smile, looked at Nala's face, and announced, "Congratulations, Nala. You will be the first mom in our family."
"Eh?" Both Leyvi and Nala exclaimed simultaneously.
"I'm going to be a father?" Leyvi was stunned. This was a foreign concept for him. It felt completely different from when he found out he was going to be an uncle. After all, Jojori wasn't related to him by blood.
Suddenly Leyvi realized something. Don't tell me it's related to the talent I gave her recently?
The luck talent!
Don't tell me instead of turning her into the Goddess of Gambling, she became the Goddess of Conceiving with that luck?
Wasn't this too incredible? Only one intimate session after she had the talent, and that got her pregnant?
"Ma-Madam... are you serious?" Nala was in disbelief as her eyes alternated between Anda and Leyvi. She didn't dare to be happy too fast. She wanted confirmation first.
Anda held Nala's hand and confirmed, "I am a thousand percent serious. In a few weeks, you can probably detect the embryo forming with your spiritual sense. Nala, my sister, thank you." Her tone was soft and filled with gratitude.,her smile radiating genuine warmth.
Of course, Anda would love to have her own child, but to her, it was more important for Leyvi to have a continuation of his bloodline first. The Leyan Family was finally, truly growing. Her chest swelled with pride at the thought of the family's legacy taking root.
"Big Madam... Darling... I... I'm gonna be a mother..."
Nala softly placed her other hand on her abdomen and started tearing up.
Everyone knew how difficult it was for cultivators to conceive. Some couples didn't have any children till the end.
With many women on Leyvi's side, even if it would be long and difficult, Nala was confident that someone would eventually bear a child for him and carry the first Leyan Family bloodline. But she didn't expect it would be her.
Leyvi finally snapped out of his stunned state and started laughing. "Hahaha! Hahaha! I'm going to be a father! Come here, Nala."
He approached and hugged Nala, lifting and spinning her around.
"Congratulations, Nala. It turns out that horny ladies get pregnant easier. Hahaha!" Leyvi joked as he released the hug.
"Hehehe!" Nala giggled happily and turned to Anda. "Big Madam, is it a girl or a boy?" she asked.
Anda was dumbfounded. How am I supposed to know that? It has only been a few days. She blinked, momentarily caught off guard.
"Oh right. I was too excited. We can't know that yet," Nala realized quickly.
"Since you're pregnant, that means you can't join us in the Mystic Realm anymore. Hmm... who is suitable to replace Nala...?" Anda quickly began thinking.
Nala's expression changed when she heard Anda. "Oh nooo... I was looking forward to the Mystic Realm as well."
"Don't be sad, Nala. Your husband will find some ancient lingerie for you. You stay here and give birth to our child safely," Leyvi consoled, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
Nala felt slightly regretful about missing the Mystic Realm, but it couldn't be helped. Her baby was more important.
Not long after, the entire Leyan Family was informed of Nala's pregnancy, and they immediately celebrated the occasion that night.
