Empress' Evolution

The blaze settled, and Lilith turned back to being a loli.

'That was easier than I thought. They need to be trained some more by Dhampy.' Lilith was somewhat disappointed that she didn't get any EXP because she had to spare them, but what could she? This was the fate of a Leader.

She didn't actually need to fight these Werewolves, as she had already gained the [Loyalty of the Werewolves] reward from the system…

It should have already made the Werewolves somewhat loyal but not subservient to her. Lilith had a multicultural and multiracial village. Many things differentiated one another, and even past conflicts remained in their heart.

However, they were being held together by the fate they had on Lilith, their Priestess. All of them have zealousness that stemmed from being saved, accepted, and reborn thanks to this tiny being called Lilith.

The new batch of Werewolves did not have that. They only knew her as some low-leveled daemon, nothing more, nothing less. If they were to follow someone like Lilith, then it would be nothing short of disgraceful, and the loyalty gained from the system might even crumble.

'I do not know how the system can do that, but I don't trust it in getting the hearts of a follower.' Lilith simply did not trust it for something like that.

Lilith was walking on a tightrope of leadership. She had to grab their hearts and drag them to the point of no return, and with so many kinds of daemons under her, she needs to be assertive with these kinds of daemons.

She shows a saint-like smile, to show the kindness of a Priestess, and then her domineering attitude to reinforce her point.

'In the end, a charismatic leader's downfall can be his lack of strength and his inability to properly take hold of the follower's every move.' Lilith wanted nothing more than to make them lower their heads and revere her.

Lilith walked towards one of the Werewolves who were bleeding on their shoulders. However, she saw them incapable of any movements.

Sighing, she then sneakily downed a Potion she bought from the Store to recover her MP and then turned to the beaten-up Werewolves. Using (2,500 MP), Lilith decided to cast a spell, "Solar Healing…"

A golden light appeared overhead, and their injuries were healed. The Werewolves felt better, and then, they began getting up, and as the Werewolf nearest to the loli lifted his head and saw Lilith smiling, for a moment, he became afraid… but that feeling was overwritten when Lilith reached out her hands with a worried expression, "I apologize, I may have been too energetic. I want to heal you and the others more, but… I am already pushing myself with this much alone."

When the Werewolf heard of this, he instantly became flustered and quickly stood up with energy, "Pl-please, that is enough, Priestess… we are now fine."

"Really?" Lilith asked as she looked up to the tall Werewolf. Her voice, weaker than before but had more concern this time around.

"We are fine, thank you."

"That's right! We are all healed now!"

The defeated Werewolves began to gather around Lilith with such words upon hearing their conversation from afar.

"That is good to hear." Lilith heaved a sigh of relief.

Then… the defeated Werewolves all knelt down. They lowered their heads as they said with pride, "We who have been defeated now see the Priestess, our new Leader. We who had doubted you shall accept any punishment."

Seeing this, she placed her hands on one of the Werewolves' shoulders and then spoke, "Lift your heads, you did nothing wrong for I provoked you and the others to prove my worth; you need not act like this."

The Werewolves heard this and only felt worse… she was too kind. But, the Werewolves did not condemn her for such a thing. They knew their future with her would be bright, and as they raised their heads, they only saw a sight that drove this fact into their hearts.

Taking in a deep breath, Lilith looked at them with a smile as she put her dainty hands on her waists, "That was a good fight. Though you failed to get to me because of my magic, you still managed to almost drain my mana." She was as bright as the sun.

With this, a total of 197 Werewolves joined Lilith's Village, elevating their numbers from 425 to 622 daemons. The Werewolves now numbered 220, making them the second largest race in the Village.

This combat solidified Lilith's position as a capable fighter, tactician while still being a benevolent leader to others.

Three days after, the Werewolves managed to integrate themselves into the Village. They were given jobs by Lilith, who was in charge of allotting others to a job. 46 Werewolves joined the Workers, 17 to the Shadow Troops, and the rest were placed in the Army where they met Dhampy, who graced them with much love… and by love, that would mean Hell on Earth.

The Shadow Troops' new members didn't find themselves in Hell, but in another plane altogether where they suffered and wished to be dead.

But they couldn't go against them because the 16 current Shadow Troop members were sneering at them and telling them, "Heh, can't even take this much? How are you going to serve the Priestess like this?" they all gloated, and this fueled the Werewolves' determination.

On a side note, The Werewolf Leader, who gained the name of [Red] for her fur.

But the Werewolf Leader thought it was because it was the color of blood, so she took it with pride… Lilith took all the credits for this misunderstanding, even somehow making her believe she had good making sense.

All of these are good, but Lilith, Luna, Dhampy, and Cerberus were all inside a house a few more days later.

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The cocoon before them began to show cracks on its surface. Light from inside illuminated the room. This light shot up to the skies. This Golden Light pierced the room, and slowly, as the cocoon turned to dust, strong energy appeared inside the room.

Cerberus' ears perked up as both Luna and Dhampy smiled in delight.

Sylva walked towards Lilith, her skin smooth and spotless like the highest grade of jade. Her golden hair long and beautiful, her eyes prominent and powerful, she had no clothes whatsoever to others who may have seen her, may think covering her body was a crime.

Lilith looked at her and smiled, but inside her mind, she was asking, 'Are you some kind of protagonist? Why are you outshining me?'

Lilith was jealous as Sylva now had a sexy body while, she, the Apostle of a Goddes still stuck in a child's.

'…I want my breast back.'

She wanted to cry.