Chapter 243: MILF Supreme vs. The Thirsty Disciples

Kazuya was still rebooting. His brain had taken too much in the last five minutes.

A thousand-year-old MILF Supreme just kissed him. Reality didn't feel real anymore.

Celestia, meanwhile, stretched like a cat, her robe slipping just enough to test his sanity.

"Well then," she said, her emerald eyes practically glowing. "Now that I'm awake… what shall we do next, my dear summoner?"

Kazuya swallowed hard. Do not say anything stupid.

"Uhh—"

"MARRY ME!"

Kazuya blinked.

Wait. That wasn't him.

He turned just in time to see Bradimus on one knee, holding out a makeshift ring made of twigs.

Celestia raised an amused brow. "Oh? How forward."

Bradimus clutched his chest dramatically. "Your beauty is beyond words! Your presence is divine! If there is any justice in this world, you shall take me as your humble consort!"

Sylvara cackled. "Oh, this is gonna be good."

Celestia smiled… and then snapped her fingers.

Immediately, a giant spectral hand appeared out of nowhere and slapped Bradimus across the room.

WHAP!

He went flying like a ragdoll, crashing into the wall with a comedic thud.

"Denied," Celestia said sweetly.

Bradimus groaned from the floor. "…Worth it."

Kazuya let out a breath. Crisis averted.

Or so he thought.

"Lady Celestia!"

Three more figures rushed forward—disciples of MILF Mountain. They were all jacked, wore matching robes, and had the same unhinged thirst in their eyes.

One of them—a monk with a ridiculously long beard—clasped his hands together. "Oh Divine One, I have devoted my life to studying the Way of the MILF. Please! Accept me as your eternal footstool!"

The second disciple, a hulking dude with a single tear rolling down his face, held up a hand-knitted sweater. "I made this for you… please let me warm your sacred shoulders."

The third disciple simply collapsed to his knees, openly weeping. "I am not worthy! But if you must step on someone, let it be me!"

Kazuya took a step back. What the actual hell was happening?

Celestia, meanwhile, looked entirely unfazed. "Ah, I see my return has awakened the most… devoted of my admirers."

She took a graceful step forward, her very presence making the disciples tremble.

"Now, now. You mustn't let your devotion turn to madness," she said, her voice dripping with motherly authority.

The three disciples immediately collapsed into bows. "FORGIVE US, DIVINE ONE!"

Celestia chuckled. "Good boys. Now, be at peace."

She snapped her fingers, and in an instant, all three disciples passed out on the spot.

Kazuya's jaw dropped. "Did you just—"

"I merely soothed their spirits," Celestia said, brushing a strand of silver hair behind her ear. "They'll wake up in an hour. Slightly less… rabid."

Sylvara whistled. "Damn. You've got some serious MILF power."

Celestia smirked. "Naturally."

Kazuya ran a hand through his hair. "Okay, cool, so we're not being mobbed by cultists. Great. Fantastic. Can we now figure out—"

"SHE HAS RETURNED!"

More footsteps.

Kazuya's stomach dropped.

"…Oh, no."

The doors to the chamber slammed open.

And outside was a massive crowd.

Dozens—no, hundreds—of MILF Mountain monks, all frothing at the mouth with devotion.

"OUR DIVINE QUEEN HAS RISEN!"

"BASK IN HER GLORY!"

"WE MUST CELEBRATE!"

And then, as if the situation wasn't already completely unhinged—

They started singing.

A Gregorian MILF Chant.

"OH CE-LES-TI-AAAAAAA—"

Kazuya turned to Celestia. "Please. I am begging you. Do something before we get sacrificed."

Celestia sighed. "Oh, very well."

She raised her hand.

And then—

With the grace of a goddess and the dominance of a true queen, she simply snapped her fingers.

Immediately—

The entire crowd froze.

And then, one by one, they all fainted.

WHUMP.

WHUMP.

WHUMP.

Within seconds, the entire courtyard was a pile of unconscious worshippers.

Kazuya stared. "Holy. Shit."

Celestia dusted off her hands. "There. That should keep them quiet for a bit."

Sylvara was wheezing. "You just knocked out an entire cult in five seconds."

Bradimus, who had somehow regained consciousness, whispered in awe, "She's so… powerful."

Kazuya took a deep breath. "Okay. You know what? I give up. I accept that my life is just this now. Whatever. Fine."

Celestia smiled. "Oh, darling. You haven't seen anything yet."

Kazuya's stomach dropped. "...What do you mean by that?"

Celestia leaned in, her voice a sultry whisper.

"Because now, my dear summoner… it's time for your training."

Sylvara's eyes widened. "Oh-ho-ho. This just keeps getting better."

Kazuya paled. "Training for what?"

Celestia simply smirked.

"You'll see."

TO BE CONTINUED.