Chapter 150 : Look at the State You’ve Gotten Yourself Into…

“I…”

Camilla ‍​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‍stood up.

She ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍took a deep breath and forced herself to speak.

“Last ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍night… there were indeed some blind fools causing trouble in Dark Moon Canyon.”

“They ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍were… a group of lunatics.”

Camilla’s ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍mind raced, trying to fabricate a story that could both satisfy Hera’s need to show dominance and preserve Lilia’s secret.

“They summoned a… massive monster.”

“That monster was very powerful.”

At this point, Camilla paused, her gaze complicated as she looked toward Lilia behind Hera.

“At the most critical moment…”

Camilla raised her head.

“A divine light descended from the sky!”

“That was an extension of Your Majesty’s will! That was a judgment that destroys everything!”

“With just one strike!”

Camilla waved her arms, vividly describing the scene.

“That monster, along with the entire canyon, was reduced to ashes in an instant!”

“That kind of power… that kind of might…”

“I was so frightened at the time that I thought even my companion had perished, which is why I…”

Camilla lowered her head, her voice carrying a hint of choking emotion (this time she really wanted to cry).

“That’s why I made such a fool of myself.”

“Mm.”

Hera seemed fairly satisfied with this script.

She gave a slight nod, and the terrifying pressure weighing on everyone’s hearts finally eased a little.

“You heard that?”

Hera swept her gaze across the room.

“If anyone dares to pull tricks under my watch again…”

“Dark Moon Canyon will be your fate.”

This warning struck everyone like a heavy hammer.

Especially those clan leaders who indeed had some hidden schemes—cold sweat poured down their backs as they lowered their heads even further.

The rest of the meeting became dull.

It was essentially Hera lecturing unilaterally, while everyone else responded submissively.

Until the meeting ended.

Hera stood and left, with Lilia quickly following behind.

Just as Lilia, supporting her aching waist, was about to find an excuse to slip back to her room for more rest, a purple figure suddenly stepped in front of her, blocking her path.

A strong scent of rose perfume hit her nose, mixed with a faint, lingering sense of grievance.

Lilia braked abruptly, almost crashing into the person.

She looked up and met Camilla’s pair of striking purple eyes, which shone even in the dim corridor.

The Succubus Grand Duke’s expression was… complicated.

Three parts anger, three parts awkwardness, and the remaining four parts were something like… a strange sympathy, as if looking at one of the Demon Realm’s top ten inspirational figures overcoming adversity?

“Lilia.”

Camilla spoke first, her voice low and slightly hoarse—likely from crying too hard earlier.

Lilia instinctively stepped back slightly, guarding her collar.

What was this woman trying to do?

Didn’t perform well earlier in the hall, so now she wanted a private rematch?

“Does Your Grace have other business?” Lilia tried to make her voice sound firm, but the slight tremble at the end betrayed her bluff.

Camilla didn’t answer immediately.

She crossed her arms, her gaze sweeping over Lilia like a searchlight, finally settling on her slightly trembling calves—even in flat boots.

“Last night…” Camilla bit her lower lip, as if gathering great resolve before asking, “That level of Forbidden Spell—you just cast it without a word?”

Lilia froze for a moment.

How was she supposed to answer that?

Should she say: Well, actually I didn’t want to cast it, it was Master who wanted fireworks, I’m just an emotionless launcher?

Besides, that Forbidden Spell was system-assisted true damage—it didn’t require chanting or much magic consumption… it mainly cost her waist.

“Um… the situation was urgent at the time.” Lilia gave a dry laugh, her eyes darting around, trying to gloss over it. “It’s just a small matter, nothing worth mentioning.”

Camilla stared at her.

At her pale face, at the way she had to lean against the wall to conceal her trembling, and at that clearly weak and unstable aura.

At that moment, the succubus’s thought process completed a certain logical conclusion.

A Forbidden Spell capable of instantly flattening a canyon—even someone at Hera’s level would have to pay a considerable price to cast it.

And this human before her…

No wonder.

No wonder she looked like she had been completely drained, unable even to stand properly.

“You…” Camilla took a deep breath. The imposing momentum she had earlier instantly deflated.

In those eyes that usually held provocation and allure, a thin layer of mist now appeared.

“Are you stupid?”

Camilla suddenly scolded, but her tone wasn’t harsh—it carried a kind of frustrated concern.

Lilia: “???”

Wait, why am I getting scolded?

“Do you think a Forbidden Spell is something you can just casually throw around? Just because Her Majesty dotes on you, you think your life doesn’t matter, is that it?”

Camilla stepped forward, that intense pressure making Lilia instinctively want to retreat—but her legs were too weak to move.

“Look at the state you’re in!”

Camilla pointed at Lilia’s still trembling legs, her voice shaking, “You can’t even walk properly! This is the price of forcing yourself—was it worth it?”

Lilia followed her finger and glanced at her own legs.