Pastor's Tantra

Evans pushed open the unlocked door and followed the flow of magic in the room to find Lily kneeling in the bathtub.

The bathroom was filled with white mist and rolling heat waves.

That was the ritual called "Lightless Egg".

In order not to disturb Lily's ritual, he did not go out directly.

Aiwass touched the emerald green gem on his chest, and the whole person's breath turned into nothingness. His body became transparent in the blink of an eye - when he stepped into the bathroom, the moonlight directly passed through his body and sprinkled directly on Lily's back.

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The broken glass fell on the ground next to the bathtub. Lily's white back has been carved with complex and simple patterns.

A little bit of blood was flowing down her back, but it dyed the entire bathtub red. There seemed to be no water in the bathtub, only the surging blood sea during the New Moon Ceremony, and it was emitting visible heat, and the steaming white mist made Lily's skin red.

The moonlight was like frost that froze everything, trying to cover the wound and stop the blood from flowing down.

She was sobbing softly, making a tiny, barely visible cry.

Her hands seemed to be rinsing something, trying to grasp it in front of her, but it seemed that she couldn't catch it.

Aiwass took two steps forward and saw what it was.

He was shocked.

——It was a "baby" that was about to be born from Lily's body. It didn't look like a human baby, but a bloody piece of meat with a vague human shape.

Lily's hand didn't want to rinse anything or strangle it. Instead, she wanted to pull the baby out of her body.

Normally, this level of dystocia would probably kill the baby.

However, the vitality in Lily's body was continuously absorbed by the baby - its bloody body surface was growing skin quickly and growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The strong feeling of powerlessness made Lily weak all over, and the baby was stuck on the way.

If it continued like this, I'm afraid that the "baby" would completely suck Lily's vitality and then crawl out of the withered skin.

Such evil nature... but there is a strange divinity.

Is this the egg moon secret?

After the new moon blooms, it withers and turns into a second new moon...

But Aiwas knew that he couldn't let Lily go on like this - this kind of ritual involves secrecy, no wonder she didn't want Sherlock to guard her.

"... You should have told me," Aiwas slowly emerged from the void, feeling somewhat helpless for Lily's stubbornness and silence, "If I had known, I would have asked my sister to come. Or I could have asked Mrs. Grace to come and watch... Do you need my help to pull it out?"

He didn't dare to treat Lily yet - the blessing might interfere with the ritual, and his healing ability was too strong, and he might have healed the ritual array behind Lily. This might also interfere with the ritual and bring unnecessary danger to Lily.

Aiwas's sudden appearance did not scare Lily.

Perhaps she had already sensed Aiwas's appearance, or perhaps she had known Aiwas would come.

She just raised her head weakly and looked at Aiwas, her body sweating profusely. However, her thirsty lips opened slightly, half of her tongue stuck out, and her scarlet pupils revealed some silent desire.

Is this... to drink water?

No, that's not right---Aiwas felt a familiar feeling from Lily to the scarlet pupils.

...It was like the desire of the Shadow Demon.

Perhaps it was because Lily had signed a contract with the Shadow Demon.

Lily now reacted exactly like the Shadow Demon on the way back from Eagle Point Village -

...Is it a phantom demon?

Lily had mentioned before that she wanted to drink Aiwas' blood during the ceremony.

This might work...

So Aiwas thought so and picked up the bloody ritual knife that Lily had dropped on the ground.

His right hand directly grasped the ritual knife - the blade pierced the skin and the bone was visible, and blood dripped.

A strange, fragrant and intoxicating smell like fruit wine filled the bathroom. Even Aiwas himself was stunned for a moment.

He saw that Lily's pupils became empty in an instant, and her body trembled and twitched violently.

Aiwas put his palm to Lily's mouth.

He looked at Lily with a motherly and gentle gaze and whispered: "Drink, drink...

"Drink my blood, and you can't sing or speak. "

He whispered softly: "This is our secret, the mark of sin..."

Evans's vitality is too strong now. The cut wound heals at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood dries up first.

So he simply turned his right hand over, with his palm facing up.

Evans picked up the ritual knife and stabbed it into his palm-then slowly pulled it upward.

Blood splattered and flesh cracked.

The bright red marks bloomed like a tree, spreading out wounds and lines diagonally upward.

And the blood flowed from top to bottom, turning into dewdrops and dripping down. It fell on Lily's tall nose, and then dripped down into her mouth.

Lily quietly licked the blood dripping from Aiwas's middle finger, like a tender lamb.

Evans took a deep breath, injected magic power into it, and recited the secret words passed down in the shepherd's secret sutra:

"I am for the Holy Communion...

“——This is kindness.”

As Aiwass chanted, the already gorgeous red lines on Lily’s body became even more charming.

The baby connected to Lily had opened his eyes and looked at Aiwass with his strange dark golden pupils.

When Aiwass started the pastoral method, she struggled hard and crawled out of Lily’s body.

After she was completely out of the body, she began to grow rapidly—growing skin, growing hair, and growing against the wind.

She drank the blood in the bathtub in big gulps, and when she grew to a size like a little girl of seven or eight years old, she lay directly on Lily. Lily still had empty eyes and was silent.

Like a kitten competing for its mother’s milk, she squeezed over with her eyes open, making a sharp cry like a cat, swallowing Aiwass’s blood. Her pupils gradually began to lengthen and become more weird.

Their umbilical cords were still connected, and vitality was flowing back and forth through them repeatedly.

She soon grew into a black-haired little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, and Lily's blood-red pupils gradually faded and returned to their original gray color.

And the little girl's eyes turned into blood-red rectangular pupils.

But what made Aiwass a little uneasy was... those were not human pupils, nor were they animal-like vertical pupils.

—— They were the pupils of a lamb being shepherded.

"Master, I am..."

The little witch on the path of love murmured vaguely and uttered the first words of her life in a childish voice: "I am... Selene.

"I am your lamb."

... Hey?

Wait...

Was there something wrong with the ritual?

Or, is this normal?

Looking at Lily who was still silent, Aiwass's anxiety reached its peak.