“You will be given an allowance of 50,000 liliums per month,” she informed.

Honestly saying yes is really tempting.

Hanging out with Yelan, a hot mom, resources, a nice room, power, status, and many other things that my peasant mind cannot even fathom. I have lived as a poor person for close to a year, it was only in the last few months of training with Jinglui that I was able to even eat meat. And now I'm suddenly going to be the son of one of the richest people in the underworld?

If I say yes, it would be like a carp who jumped through the dragon gate and became a dragon. A very wealthy dragon. With a hot mother.

But…

[why?] I wrote. Saying yes is beneficial, incredibly so, but the problem is why, was it a coincidence? Does she want something from me? Or…

Did they find out about never no money? I gulped at the realization. If they found out about never having no money, I would be dead. Well, not dead, but I am sure that freedom will be a thing of the past. The ability to buy anything as long as you have money? Yeah, that is something no one wants to miss out on.

After all many people have demands, but the supply can't either keep up with the demands or the supply is non-existent. For example, the phoenix tears, are the only healing potion that can be used by anyone. And it is completely monopolized by one family.

“Hmm.” she hummed in thought, and leaned on her chair. “well, I guess since you are family.”

[family?]

“Yes. you have the blood of more coursing through your veins. In other words, we are technically family, and thus I simply want to welcome you back to your house.”

[isnt there better ways to do that than adopting me? Can't you tell people that I am your nephew or something, why do you need to adopt me?]

“Oh, that. It is a part of the contract that the previous head signed with his siblings. None of their children or descendants could ever bear the name of Morax. But if I were to adopt you, you would become my son, legally. Thus not preventing you from bearing your rightful name. Any more questions?”

[two?]

“Sure, I have the entire day free, so ask away.”

[are there any other descendants like me?]

“No. From what I know you are the last person, excluding myself, who bears the essence of Morax.”

Essence? Does she mean blood? So I am the last person who has the blood of the morax, as long as you exclude the hot person who would become my….mommy? As long as I accept.

[last question, what does it entail to be adopted? Are there any specifics that I am required to do?]

“Hmm. sure. Do you agree not to spill any information about what I am about to tell you? If you say yes, I would give you a detailed explanation, if you say no, I would only skim it.”

I was confused momentarily, but then a light bulb lit up.

[a verbal contract? I thought you would need to create contracts?]

“Yes…but let's just say, I have pushed my limits and was able to evolve my clan trait to make it verbal.”

Proud.

[All alright, yes.]

“Good. anyway, being my son has many benefits and also a few drawbacks.” she tapped her table, “The benefits, are you would get an allowance, resources to train you, a tutor to teach you, access to the library, status as being my son, the connections of morax would also be yours, oh and I would also obviously love and care for you.”

Alright. Those were some pretty good conditions.

“And for the drawbacks…well, your first wives would already be chosen for you.”

[my wives? Plural!]

“Yes. I am a business-oriented devil, and what better way to form connections than through marriage? Though as the wonderful future mother of yours, you would only be expected to have three wives, meaning three political marriages and others are something you can choose for your own.” she informed, seeing the look on my face she could probably know what I was already thinking. “don't worry none of them would be ugly nor would they have…annoying personalities, I do not want to pollute my lands with idiocy. So for detail, you would marry three devils, two from the eastern factions, and if my plan comes to fruition you would marry an Olympian.”

My eyes would have popped and enlarged to the size of a planet if this was a cartoon. I mean, what the hell did she bring the Olympians into this? Hell, I don't want to go near that pantheon of rapists even if you were paying me with all the gold in the world.

Ningguang, probably seeing how distraught I was with the information, assured me, “Don't worry, it is not like I am telling you to marry Aphrodite, which by the way will never happen, even if it was your request I wouldn't let her taint my bloodline with her…aphroditeness.” her voice was laced with subtle venom. This probably means that she and Aphrodite do not have a friendly relationship, maybe even antagonistic.

I gave it a thought and realized… that I really didn't care who I married. Well, as long as they are not younger than me, my little soldier only salutes older women, not younger ones. Younger girls simply do not have the charm that is passively radiated by older ones.

[I will not marry anyone younger than me.]

“Physically or spiritually?” she asked, her eyes closed as leaned on her chair and a fan covered her lower face.

This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.

I froze. My heart started hammering my chest, like a war drum. I felt my muscles tense and my demonic power started swirling, my qi was also ready to protect me, though I instinctively knew none of them would help me.

She was an ultimate class devil. Nothing I could do would even harm a hair on her head. I should have kept some money on me, maybe then i could've bought an atomic bomb or something.

How did she know? Was she spying on me? Did I sleep talk when they were spying on me? What does she know? When did she learn? And how did she find out? Millions of questions ran through my head.

“I am not sure you know, but there are spiritual inheritors or sometimes reincarnations. Thus physically they will be young, but mentally and spiritually will be old. So I was wondering about your tastes. Do you only like women who are mature in physique or mind”

My muscles loosened, my demonic power stalled, and my qi dispersed.

She was speaking about others not me, whew.

[physically older than me.] I wrote.

I don't why, but she grinned. Like a shark who smelled blood.

“Shallow? Well from your point of view maybe, but most people love younger women, so most people would mistake your preference for older women for loving them for their personalities. Which would be quite good in establishing a reputation.”

[what?]

Seriously what the fuck? Is that even a choice? Give me a choice between a mother or a daughter, i would choose the mother 100% of the time.

“Nothing that truly matters. Anyway, where was I…oh yes, your marriage partners will be picked for you, though you can also marry someone you love later on, you will need to attend gatherings alongside me, and very rarely by yourself. You will have to learn etiquette and history. You will be expected to fulfill your duties as my heir.” she listed them one by one, her eyes staring at me, without blinking. Which was kinda unnerving.

“So, will you accept?”

Hmm. Honestly, this is the best thing that could have happened. The only true drawback is that I would have to have responsibility as her son, who is the heir. Though the contract did promise she would love me like a son.

Love? Wait wait! I looked at the contract and read it again.

[...I, Ningguang morax would love and treat Lucrecio as my son…]

Love is not something that can be easily defined. Everyone loves differently and not all mothers love their children. Love is too vague of a term.

She could starve me, beat me even kill me, or even experiment on me, as long as she believes it is out of love. This is too vague.

I gulped.

[the contract is too vague] I wrote, slightly nervous, what if she forced me to sign it? Though a part of me denied it, someone who bears the name morax would not force people to sign contracts

“Oh?” she raised an eyebrow at my statement, her eyes filled with amusement…wait, amusement?

My mind worked overtime, analyzing our conversation so far and the personality that she has shown me.

[it was on purpose. Someone like you would not use vague terms unnecessarily. So either you wanted me to fall for your trap, or you had some kind of plan? Or was it a test?]

“A lesson and a test.” she pulled out a pipe from her drawer and placed it in her mouth. She took a puff and blew out a ring of smoke. “The morax clan trait is contracts, due to this clan trait those of the morax can also instinctively feel when something is wrong when signing a contract. Though it is just an instinct, if you are stupid or naive, you could still sign it.”

[you were testing me? You wanted to see if I had that sixth sense, and you wanted to see if I was stupid or naive to ignore it.]

“Yes, but also no. it wasn't a test, more like an exercise. If you had passed, good for you, if you had failed, well I would be slightly disappointed but I would make sure the lesson of not signing vague contracts be carved to your very soul.”

She smiled and it was a beautiful smile, a smile full of sadistic desire.

“But I am quite happy that you listened to your instincts and had enough intelligence not to ignore it. So again I ask you. Will you be my son?”

[could you give me some time?]

“Hmm. very well, you have a 20 minutes. And here.” I was expecting a few days, but what the hell.

She passed me a paper. Looking at it, the tiles written at the top are in bold.

Benefits and drawbacks of being her child. The paper clearly detailed all benefits I would gain, and drawbacks as well. Also, it detailed the relationship between the morax pillar and other pillars and factions.

I read the paper. Top to bottom.

There was a certain line that made me smile.

.

.

.

18. You will either be neutral or opposing the House of Phenex.

.

.

24. You will be neutral to the house of Gremory.

.

27. You will be friendly with the house of Sitiri.

.

.

.

37. Members of the House of Morax will be treated as a citizen in Japan and China.

38. Freely visit Japan and China without trouble.

.

39. Able to recruit youkai legally as long as they are not forced.

.

43. Neutral against fallen angels.

44. Neutral against the church.

45. Friendly with heaven.

I read over all of them, and some parts made me confused, like why would a devil be friendly with heaven, a part of me thought she was a traitor, but that doesn't make sense since they are neutral against the church. Oh well, I'll ask her later, or maybe never.

Hmm. So do I say yes or no?

I look at her.

Yeah…she is hot as fuck.

Is that my fetish? Incest? Mentally shaking my head I emptied my mind of all lewd thoughts. Which was difficult, but my will was peerless.

There are far more benefits than drawbacks…

[will being part of the morax come in the way of my dream?]

“Your dream was to be one of the top 10 was it not?” she asked, to which I nodded, “Then no, rather I will help you accomplish it, having your child be part of the top 10 is good for business.”

I nodded my head.

I took the adoption form, giving it a read once more, I picked up the pen on the table and signed it.

Illusionary chains hesitantly wrapped me and bound me to the contract.

“Hmm.” she hummed as she got up from her chair, and walked around the table and towards me. She cupped my cheek and gave me a peck on my forehead. “From today on onwards you are my son.”

My cheeks flushed in red. Her eyes met mine and she smiled.

“Come. I shall give you a tour of your new home.” she grabbed my hand, intertwining my much smaller one with hers.

Handholding! How lewd.

“I have a question,” she asked as we walked through the corridors.

“Why do you keep writing what you wanted to say? From what I observed, you should have enough control over your demonic power to create audio-based illusions. Do you want me to teach you how? While it won't help in magic, it will still make your life much easier.”

I had only one thought.

I am an idiot.

Tearing my hand from hers, I reached the nearest wall and headbutted it.

I can't believe I didn't think of that. I should have hit my head a few more times.

“Hey! Stop.” Ningguang grabbed me before I could hit my head again.

“What's wrong?”

I contemplated. Using my demonic power, I created an audio illusion. It was difficult, it took me close to a minute to create it, since it was not something i ever did before.

{“I just realized how stupid I was…mommy?”}

Her eyes were wide open, her nose started bleeding.

She grabbed me by the shoulders, like a vice grip.

“Say it again.”

{“Mommy.”}

“Oh~you, I'm going to drown you in my love~like a proper mommy~” she purred, ominously, her red eyes glowing like rubies.

I gulped. Half in fear and half in… arousal.

-the end.

Whew. done with the chappy. So what do you think? Good, bad, average? Anyway, the end of the childhood arc is coming close. Meaning I will have to finalize the peerage soon. Which is kinda difficult since there are so many great options.

Anyway, the beginning of the next arc, will contain the highly sought NSFW content, right after he gains his evil pieces, my sweet MC will become a man.

read, comment and like/favourite this.

Your criticism is very much appreciated.

You can also read chapters in advance on p.a.t.r.e.o.n.c.o.m./ Lucinziel