The Transmigration Survival Guide Volume 4 Chapter 66
Leah transformed into her adult form at night just as I suspected. Once she transformed, she squashed me. I was mentally prepared. It was all due to Leahâs succubus nature. I needed to help her recover. Based on the personality of succubi, it was bound to happen at night, as I was Leahâs food. I knew that it wasnât Leahâs nature to violently attack Veirya, but she was a succubus; that was an undeniable fact.
I felt humansâ view of succubi was wrong. Succubi werenât a race that was fond of men; they were just more susceptible to falling in love with a man. As for Leah, she was frightening once she fell in love. Leah needed me; she needed to carve me into her mind. Though she needed her smell and taste to advance, Leah didnât know what to do, so she clung to me similarly to a daughter who had been separated from her father. That was enough for her.
That was fantastic. I never considered Leahâs awakening to be a good thing. Angelina and Veirya didnât harm Leah, either. Actually, Veirya wouldnât harm Leah. After all, she was out of the loop.
I questioned, âWhat does Leah consider me? Whatâs her description of a father? Whatâs a father and a human father considered from a succubusâ viewpoint? Does Leah consider me her father or love? If Iâm her lover, what will happen with Leah and Veirya? Leah canât leave me.â
Leah attacked Veirya today. While she failed to hurt Veirya, it proved that Leah didnât view Veirya as her mother.
I didnât understand succubi and neither did Veirya. We considered Leah a human. If Leah didnât transform, have lots of tentacles appear on her body and have red eyes, I wouldnât remember Leah was a succubus.
I finally realised the extent Leah needed me. Leah gently hugged me with the tentacles. She wore a smile of excitement for her sumptuous meal. I was her food. She needed all of me. If I resisted or tried anything, sheâd probably rip me up. However, when I looked at Leah in her current state, I neither feared her nor felt infatuated with her. To the contrary, I was more alert and sober. I looked at Leah, who tightly hugged me and acted coquettish on my chest, but I didnât harbour lustful thoughts. Angelinaâs reminders kept on replaying in my mind.
I told Angelina everything I had to say, but what sounded so simple was actually incredibly difficult to accomplish. The oath made during a wedding will forever be sincere and beautiful. How many people can stick it out to the end?
âWhat do I need to do? What do I need to do to teach Leah to understand how a human family really works? How can I live a blissful life with Veirya, have a child, have a family and not have anyone ruin or threaten it? If Leah always needs me and canât accept Veirya, what do I do?â I brooded.
Questions and more questions flooded my mind, but I couldnât find a single answer for any of them.
I could stay with Veirya and Leah, but I still didnât understand them. I could convince Queen Sisi to give up on crushing a chapel, but I had no way of keeping the two by my side safe and sound from each other. I⊠I couldnât come up with an appropriate method. I, as a matter of fact, didnât know if I should inform Veirya of Leahâs situation or not.
I hid hide too many things from Veirya. Did she want to be kept in the dark? Was it right or wrong to hide the truth from Veirya? I didnât dare to gamble. Hiding the truth would allow Leah and Veirya to maintain peace between them. If I revealed Leahâs adult form and Veirya saw Leah with tentacles all over her as the Demon King had, Veirya might very well try to harm her as she was a warrior.
Perhaps I was wrong from the very start. I shouldnât have let the Demon Kingâs daughter be with Veirya. I really didnât know what I could do to have Veirya lay her sword down for good, and I had no means of turning Leah into a real human.
I wondered, âIf I chose Queen Sisi at the time, would we have such a happy life now, though? I wouldnât get to see Veiryaâs expressionless face, feel her breaths, hold her hand or walk by her side. Everything that we have now would disappear; everything that Iâm working for will also disappear. If I made that decision, weâd share the same path, but she wouldnât say a word or even spare me a glance, would I feel happy? Would Leah feel happy?â
It was a pity that I didnât have the chance to choose again. I gave up the chance to choose again; therefore, I had no right to think about it. All I could do was tightly hold onto everything I had at present and give it everything I had for my family.
I had made up my mind. I didnât know what would happen down the road or if I was going to succeed. I had never been able to stay confident in the face of unpredictable situations, but I made up my mind to do whatever I could.
When I woke up the next day, I found little Leah curled up and still tightly gripping my shirt. She gently breathed on my chest; her eyes had returned to normal. Leah had returned to the adorable Leah I knew. By the looks of it, it mustâve been true that Leah purely missed me.
When I went to push Leah off my chest, someone pushed the door open. I fumbled in a flustered fashion as I looked over to see Veirya standing at the door. She had a tray with breakfast in her hands. Veirya calmly came in and placed the tray aside. She turned around and said, âGet dressed. Come out. It appears. Leah. Has recovered.â
âUhm⊠UhmâŠâ
I looked at Veiryaâs back. The early morning sunlight shone onto her back, illuminating her hair. I held my daughter and watched Veirya exit. Veirya apparently noticed my gaze on her and, thus, turned around with a perplexed look: âWhatâs the matter?â