Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem

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Jigak put his hand against the glass wall of the source of the artificial life project's container. A light crack rang out and a tendril of underworld energy snaked into the container, gently weaving its way through the viscous liquid to the little girl. It wrapped around the tubes and wires plugged into her, gently dragging them out of her body.

Jigak winced every time the little girl flinched or jerked in pain and when spurts of blood accompanied the tubes out of her body. But it had to be done. She had endured more than this, and while Jigak didn't want to put her through any more suffering, this was the best he could do.

And any injuries would fade within minutes as long as he returned her heart to its rightful place.

After several long, painful moments, most of the tubes were gone. Another couple of seconds, and the little girl was free from the leeches. She started drifting to the floor until Jigak's underworld energy wrapped around her and carried her to the edge of the canister.

Jigak gently pushed against the glass wall, shattering it and blasting the broken glass and the liquid away, making sure none of it touched or remained on the little girl, who he caught in his arms.

A little rushed but still gently, he placed the heart back into her chest. As soon as he saw the flesh start stitching itself back together, he wrapped her in a cloth from inside his vest. It was the best he had on hand. He picked her up in his arms and turned around.

While he had done that, Yanael, Alzara, and Mandra had caught up. They had prevented any of the surviving guards or researcher underworlders from distracting him or triggering any fail-safe buttons, and they had done it by ruthlessly extinguishing their disgusting lives.

The three maids understood why Jigak had been so enraged and impatient.

Someone precious to him was in trouble and suffering. And all the underworlders involved in the artificial life project were guilty.

Jigak glanced around the room. When they left, he swept his arm from one side to the other. As he did so, a phantom claw of underworld energy appeared and followed his movements, rending the entire laboratory space and tearing it to shreds. Nothing could be salvaged.

He left with the three maids and their stony cargo.

After fifteen minutes of winding paths to make sure it would be impossible to follow them, including descending to the fifth layer, Jigak stopped in front of a bare wall. He tapped it. A door appeared and opened, revealing a large apartment.

Jigak entered without a word and put the little girl inside his bedroom. The door closed behind the maids as soon as they entered, plunging the room into darkness.

It didn't bother Jigak, but he knew the others were surface dwellers, so he snapped his fingers, igniting candles on the walls and a chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

After tucking in the little girl and closing the door to his bedroom, he joined the maids in the living room.

"..." All of them were silent. Neither of the three maids was talkative unless in certain conditions, even then, it was mostly Alzara who could chatter as long as it was with Zach or about alchemy. Jigak also wasn't in a talkative mood.

"...I won't go into all the details, but she is the source of the artificial life project that you might have heard about. She is also what I picked up when I first met you and your Master," Jigak looked at Yanael.

"I…Shouldn't have done that. She wasn't created, at least not like I first thought. She is the daughter of the Underworld. The Great Ugor used her and her body as the basis for artificial life," Jigak's face twisted in a grimace as he said the lord of the Underworld's name.

Yanael and the others nodded, grateful for the explanation. But they were also curious about something.

"How strong is the Great Ugor that not even you can fight against him? Can't you assassinate him or something?" Alzara asked.

Jigak shook his head.

"There are a couple of others about as strong as me, one of whom is always by the Great Ugor's side. And the Great Ugor doesn't let down his guard. There are no openings. But that's not the only problem." Jigak took a breath.

While he did so, someone else took the opportunity to speak.

"That bastard has stolen what doesn't belong to him." Without anyone noticing, the little girl had recovered, awoken, and left the bedroom. Yanael's, Alzara's, and Mandra's eyes flashed with wariness. They already knew it wasn't an ordinary girl and that she was even more special than Minatio, but they hadn't expected her to join them at the table without any of them noticing it.

"He has seized control over the Underworld and all its energy. Underworlders reliant on the Underworld's energy have no choice but to obey his commands," the little girl continued her explanation without looking away from Jigak, who was on his knees in front of her with his forehead pressed against the ground.

He had brought her from the swamp Locale to the main Underworld. He had secured her and handed her over to the researchers. It was as if he had personally put her in that oversized glass canister and hooked her up to the dozens of tubes and wires. He couldn't describe the guilt he felt for not knowing better. That hadn't even been one of the situations where he tried to resist the Great Ugor's orders. He had carried them out without thinking too much.

Tired and bored, he had blindly followed the Great Ugor's orders and doomed a little girl to excruciating and drawn-out pain.

Right now, there wasn't so much as a scar on her tiny body, but her eyes were empty, and her face was expressionless. Jigak had heard her screams echo through the stone halls. He had seen her writhe in pain and curl up in agony.

He knew how much she had suffered. All because he retrieved her from the swamp Locale.

The little girl put her foot on the back of Jigak's head, pressing down on it. Jigak didn't even try to resist.