Chapter 220: The Elf Was Innocent?

Returning back to Lilith’s room in the Nightmare Tower, I immediately opened the Nexus shop searching for a divine church or a temple. The cheapest ones were around a hundred faith points, but they all sucked. Made from wood and stone, even the design was primitive.

‘Well, I need to start somewhere,’ thinking to myself, I was about to buy one of these cheaper ones, but to my luck, when I scrolled down a little, I saw a nice-looking Greek temple with golden columns and a red roof. The price tag was 140 faith points.

“Nice”

I liked the temple and the design. Yes, it’s a little expensive for my budget, but buying it was no big deal, and it was worth it, so I bought it without hesitation.

Ding!

[Thank you for the purchase. The item was moved to your inbox.]

“Nice.” With a grin on my face, I turned back to the shop, searching for one of the most important things for my land right now.

Metals.

Even after ascending to a goddess, my breeding system didn’t react too much, mainly the shop. The things that I could buy there were still the same—stone and wood-crafted weapons and leather armor.

‘This isn’t good.’ I couldn’t help but sigh. The current situation is a little troubling, and the reason is clear: the people’s technology level. From the vague images and the information the world gave when I became a goddess, I discovered that the world outside Lilith’s protective barrier wasn’t primitive anymore. Kingdoms existed, and they were at least in the Iron Age.

“Facing them with stone-made weapons is suicide.”

Although magic plays a big factor, I didn’t consider it, at least in this scenario because no matter what, using magic while wielding an iron sword is always a hundred times better than wielding a bone one.

“Ah… found them.” My search in the shop didn’t take long, and a few moments later, I managed to buy the metals I needed, and surprisingly, they were cheap too.

My plan was simple and relied on a loophole. Buy the metal ingots, throw them in my land, and then I go pick them up personally. Hopefully, my system will count that as discovering. I could also ask my kids to pick the ingots if the system tried to play it the hard way.

First, I bought one ingot of copper and tin. There was a chance that my system wouldn’t accept bronze directly. One bronze, iron, silver, gold. As for steel, well, I bought one, but if the system didn’t accept it, then I must find someone with a smelting skill to mix the iron with the coal. I don’t think I can do it alone.

“And done.”

After the last item was bought, I closed the shop and opened the map. Carefully, I buried the ingots a few meters underground, in an empty spot inside my land.

“Herma, do I have to just place the temple to earn faith points, or must I do more?” I had to ask. I don’t think that it’s just placing the building and being done with it.

[Of course, Morgana, you have to pick a high priest for your temple.]

Herma’s reply surprised me a little. I totally forgot about the priests that exist in every temple.

[Based on the information I received from reading your memories, your daughter Luna is the perfect candidate.]

“Really?… Luna!” I was truly stunned by Herma’s suggestion. This was totally unthinkable. Yet the idea wasn’t all bad, and the more I thought about it, the more it made sense. Luna loves sex almost like I do.

[Yes… she’s a Broodmother. The perfect candidate for the high priestess of the breeding temple. Moreover, she will receive your blessing, making her a small version of you.]

“Wow… interesting.”

Herma’s explanation was logical, but her words got me thinking about something she just mentioned. Blessing.

“Can I give blessings?”

[Yes, you can. The gods can give their followers any type of blessing that is related to their aspect or concept. For the minor concepts, you can grant the blessings as much as you want, but for the major concepts, you can grant a single blessing for each concept. Four times for you, Morgana, since you have Breeding, Blood, War, and Night.]

“Hmm…”

The idea of a blessing is simple—giving the power of a god to a mortal. A blessing can range from the simplest concepts to the strongest. Moreover, I can already teach my kids skills by using ‘Taker and Giver.’

“Ahh!… Herma, one last question.” I remembered something, and the moment I did, I had to know the answer. “Can I build temples for my other concepts?”

“Like a temple of war or a temple of blood?”

[Yes, you can, but I don’t recommend it at this stage.]

“Why?”

[It can lead to conflict between your followers. Most gods use one concept for each world they own or a different race.]

[For example, you can be known as Morgana, the goddess of Blood in the eyes of the vampires, while being known as Victoria, the goddess of War in the eyes of the humans. Different name, different concept, but the same god.]

“Oh, it’s like having multiple identities.”

[Exactly, and gods use it all the time.]

“I see.” I nodded, standing from my throne. “Thank you for the info.”

[No worries,] Herma replied.

“Anyway, let’s go and build our temple.”

The moment I walked out of Lilith’s room, I felt a slight tickling sensation running down my body, and before I knew it, something was trying to burst out of my honey pot.

“Oh! Hey there.” Recognizing what the sensation meant, I removed my bikini, allowing a long, thin, green tree root to burst out. The root quickly wrapped around me like a snake, and the tip began poking my cheeks as if it was kissing me.

“Mommy! Where have you been?” A soft child-like voice echoed in my mind, and I immediately realized who the voice belonged to. “I missed you so much!”

“Ohh~, I’m sorry, baby. Mommy was busy,” I said, patting the root, trying to calm my World Tree daughter. At the same time, the weight on my shoulders was finally gone the moment I heard her voice. Yes, the judges promised to protect her, but a mother always likes to confirm.

“How are you, sweetheart? It’s been a long time since we last talked,” I asked, smiling and stroking her root.

“I’m fine, Mommy.”

“Really?”

“Yes.” The root nodded—or at least tried to nod. After a second of silence, she asked me a question. “Mommy, where is that person from last time?”

“Eh?? The person from the last time? Who?”

“Mommy! The woman with the sweet essence. I left part of me inside her mind, and I feel she’s close.”

“Oh, you mean the elf, Leaf?”

“YES, THAT’S HER!” The root shook a little, and the girl’s voice in my mind was full of happiness and excitement.

“She’s close, Mommy… really close,” the root wiggled, moving and rubbing itself all over my body, and I could feel its desire and excitement. “Can I taste her one more time?”

“Hmm… maybe later when—” I paused, my brain just registering what my tree daughter had just said. “Hey! What do you mean by ‘part of me inside her mind’?”

“Well, I left a small root inside her mind, to always know her location and talk to her,” the girl answered honestly. However, her innocent tone didn’t make the situation less serious.

SLAP!

I slapped my forehead, realizing what my daughter had done. The root began to move, trying to console me and calm me down.

“Mommy, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing… nothing.” Sighing, I calmed myself, and the root relaxed. Then I asked Herma for her opinion, and the answer confirmed my suspicion.

[Yes, the sudden change in personality for the individual known as Leaf may be due to the fact that she had voices in her head. The World Tree is a divine being, and its speech is beyond the mind of the average mortal.]

“I guess so.”

“What’s wrong, Mommy? Is there a problem with me?” the root asked worryingly, sensing my emotions through our bond.

“Yes and no,” I said, patting her, trying to calm her down. “Placing a part of you inside Leaf changed her personality, and she attacked me.”

“I’m sorry, Mommy.” My daughter’s voice sounded sad, and the tip was drooping down.

“Don’t be. You didn’t do it on purpose. Just don’t do it again.”

“Okay.”

“Anyway, now I must make it up to Leaf.”

My daughter was at fault, and as her mother, I must solve this situation. Swiftly, I teleported to the Breeding Room inside the tower, only to find three gnolls and two goblins fucking the elf. They were using every hole—pussy, ass, mouth, and nipples. The five wombs I gave her had produced monsters enough to fill five or six floors.

“Leave!” Snapping my fingers, the gnolls and goblins vanished, leaving the elf on the floor, twitching and covered in cum.

“Hello, Leaf,” I greeted her, but I received no reply. Her mind was shattered.

Feeling sad about my punishment, I undid all of the modifications I had made to her body, removing the wombs on both of her nipples, the one in her ass, and the second that was below the original. Next, I gave her back what I promised her the first time—the massive tits with the inverted nipples, the sexy figure, and the horse dick with the sheath.

“Herma, can I remove her memories? At least some of her time here?”

[Leave it to me. Just place your hand above her head.]

“Okay.”

Doing as Herma instructed, I placed my right hand over her head, and slowly I felt the memories begin to disappear. The memories from the day before her attack on me to this moment. I also felt that Herma added vague memories of a beast attacking her house and nearly killing her, which explained that Leaf was in a coma and I was taking care of her.

“Thank you, Herma.”

[No problem, Morgana.]

With that out of the way, I picked up the green-haired elf and teleported to a safe room inside my wooden castle. Gently placing her on the bed, I gave her a small kiss on the forehead, wishing that she would have a nice dream. What I did to her was… harsh, and removing her memories was the best option.

But then I recalled the words of the three faceless judges.

“The mind forgets, but the soul remembers.”

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