Manga World: Bringing Steam Technology to the World of Sanctuary

"Ahh!~"

"Hehehe~, little Christel is feeling shy now? When you flirt with Alysha, you don't seem to be that shy…"

Kashya, behind Moreina, when she saw Christel's slow movements, took her by the waist with her hands and pulled her into a hug and whispered in her ear.

"No, I... Sister Kashya, I never..."

"Shhhh. I don't mind you playing with Alysha, in fact, I'm glad to see her with a defeated expression hehehe~. But be careful, my daughter, although still a virgin, is already an adult, and you might not be able to resist her hehehe~"

Christel, hearing Kashya's soft voice in her ear, pressed her legs to the side of a sleeping Moreina. Thanks to the vines being hers, she can adjust her knees to support herself, but she never thought she would be in this ambiguous position, and with a mature Rogue holding her by the waist and whispering to her.

"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable, Christel?" Alysha, who had to be nearby, despite her strength, did not hear her mother whisper in Christel's ear. Kashya is very experienced, and knows how to control her tone of voice very well so that only the little golden-haired girl can hear her.

"Cough, um, let's get started. Everyone keep an eye out for any changes in the area..." Christel coughed and looked into Kashya's eyes with resentment.

"Good!"

"Ready!"

"All set"

"Go Christel!"

"Mm!" Christel hummed and made herself comfortable on Moreina's lap. She then instructed Alysha and Kashya to make contact with Moreina. The two are very important beings to Moreina, although Akara, whom she respects like a mother, is not there, but it should be enough to make her heart vibrate.

"I'm going to..." Suddenly, when Christel wanted to place her forehead against Moreina's, she discovered that she was too tall and couldn't reach.

"Pff~...jjj"

Christel heard a soft, suppressed laugh. Kashya behind Moreina spotted the anomaly and almost laughed, but managed to suppress it.

"Is something wrong, little Christel?..." The electric voice coming from the mirror was heard. Akara thought something was wrong.

"No, everything is fine. It's just that… Moreina is very tall…" Christel, with a dark face, replied.

"Just kiss her like you did with ColdCrow"

"Korgar! Come out and stand guard outside!!!" Christel, her face now black, shouted at the most barbaric Barbarian in the place.

"With a kiss can you enter someone's spiritual sea?"

"Yes, when we fought ColdCrow in the natural caverns of the cold plains, Andariel wanted to make it self-destruct. But Christel prevented it with a kiss..."

Lyara answered Isendra's question while Christel changed her dark face to a pink one.

"I tried, but Christel didn't enter my mind..."

"Zara? You kissed a girl? Do you know what that means?" Cassia, standing next to Zara, responded to her comment in surprise. She knows that an Amazon, when choosing a partner, kisses are a way of expressing love. She herself is still single despite being over 30 years old!

"Yes, I have no problem if it's with her, Christel has proven to be very strong" Zara said proudly. Christel still had her face between Moreina's chest. Which provoked her even more.

All the captured corrupted Rogues have been stripped of their weapons and armor, for obvious reasons. But Kashya and Akara agreed to keep them naked, since with the help of Christel's vines, she could cover her important parts so there was no problem if they took all their clothes off.

Now Christel tried to hide her shame, but she buried her face in a soft ravine with a cold touch. If Christel uses her eyes, she can see that in that place there is actually darkness, where the heart should be there is nothing but a black hole. But in reality, there is no difference from normal skin, only with a cold temperature, like death.

"Christel, don't worry, it's all to relax you. We all know how important this is and we see your nervousness, everyone cares about you, so just do it according to your heart."

Malachar's hoarse and vibrant voice sounded, Christel knows that everything is also a way to liven up the atmosphere. Kashya and Alysha, like her, are not the only ones who are nervous. The question from a moment ago by Akara in the mirror also rekindled the nervousness. Akara noticed, but it was too late, but the others reacted and started talking nonsense. Although real, it changed the atmosphere.

"Thank you, then, I'll try it like this..." Christel looked at everyone and especially at Kashya, who nodded her head. She knows that Christel didn't want to use that method out of respect for her. But now, this little girl is already part of the family, and she doesn't care that Moreina takes advantage of her, maybe later she can balance the scales.

Then Christel took Moreina's cheeks with her hands, as if she were asleep, her head was leaning forward with her eyes closed. Even though so many years have passed and her physique has changed due to the infernal corruption, Moreina's face is still very beautiful.

After taking one last look at Moreina's purple lips, Christel closed her eyes, gathered her energy into her mouth, and sealed her lips with Moreina's. Since Moreina was asleep, Christel had to use her tongue to open her lips and let her energy into her mouth.

....

When Christel opened her eyes, she found herself on a dirt road, in front of her was a picturesque and quiet medieval village with a rustic and charming air, cobbled streets, stone and wood houses, and this would be a town with a cozy atmosphere, but now, there is only a deep darkness around and inside the town.

Christel began to walk, heading deeper into the village. Villagers' houses and shops line the main street. The buildings, made of stone and wood, with tiled roofs, seem to offer a sense of warmth and community.

When Christel arrived at something resembling a square, what would be the centre of the village also had a large tavern and what seemed to be a market. Here, taking a side road, but just as wide as the main street, a large building can be seen.

Christel, despite crossing the entire village in a walk of only a few dozen minutes, did not find anyone, the houses were empty, the farms and fences did not seem to contain even a farm animal or pets. It was just a desolate village sunk in darkness.

After a short time, Christel found herself standing in front of a cathedral, of a size that should not exist in a simple village, and should rather be in a city.

It was a majestic and venerable Gothic structure that commanded respect and reverence. With its high arches, flying buttresses and spires pointing towards the sky. Large stained glass windows adorned the walls, telling sacred stories and providing a colorful and ethereal illumination to the interior when the sun shone through the windows.

In front of Christel were large double entrance doors, made of thick oak, which were richly carved with religious symbols and scenes of faith. By this time, she knew where she was.

"Tristan, is this where you are trapped, Moreina?"

Christel took a step and raising both her hands, she pushed hard on both doors of the cathedral.

Christel thought she would find the Nave of the cathedral, a wide, open space with high vaulted ceilings that inspired wonder and contemplation, but in reality, it is a destroyed area, full of rubble and darkness, in the middle there is a hole and what appears to be a staircase.

"You're not going to make me go down to the last level, are you? Good heavens, it's 16 floors to the final boss..."

With a sigh, Christel had no choice but to continue forward, she has to find Moreina's consciousness, and most likely, she is on the 16th floor, where she fought Diablo alongside Aidan and Jazreth.

But to Christel's surprise, as she approached the stairs, she saw a yellowish and orange light at the bottom.

"Hey? I've reached the last level already? What a great service… hehe~"

Trotting, Christel went down the spiral staircase and then a straight staircase, transforming the walls that were Gothic in architecture into those of a cave and cavern.

As she got closer to the bottom, she heard sounds of fighting, screams and growls. As she finished descending the last few steps of uneven stones, Christel found herself in a boundless area, fires burning everywhere and rivers of lava flowing across the ground.

Amidst the rivers of lava and walls of fire, there was a young woman of about 20 years old, with white skin and a hint of tan, but who now had bruises and wounds, staining her soft skin with purple and red colors. Her long, dark hair was once up-done, but now had loose strands and was a bit disheveled and dusty.

War Girl wears light leather armor and silver metal plates, although in some parts they are broken, showing glimpses of the girl's white skin.

Now, in a defensive combat stance, the girl tried to protect herself from the attacks of two men, and a monstrous being.

The men are incomplete and appear to be silhouettes of darkness, but one appears to be wearing plate armor and fighting with a sword and shield, while the other appears to be wearing a tunic and carrying a staff that appears to be more than two meters long.

But the monstrous being is enormous, perhaps reaching a height of four meters, a massive, muscular body of red skin and dark reptilian scales, it looks like some sort of sub-race of dragon and the Tyrannosaurus Rex. Standing on two thick limbs and an even thicker tail that swings back and forth as a method of attack.

The upper limbs are broad and long, with four dark claws, counting a thumb, on each hand.

Its face is that of a draconic beast with a large mouth filled with sharp teeth, yellow eyes with no irises, and horns growing out of its head and more running down its back like thorns.

This being not only attacks physically, but sometimes throws fireballs from its hands, leaving a trail of flames in its wake, and sometimes conjures walls of fire to prevent the young girl from retreating.

Christel recognized this trio that faced the young woman in a 3vs1.

"Diablo, Aidan and Jazreth... Moreina has been fighting here for 20 years?... This is certainly a kind of hell, but being tortured is not essentially bad. A punishment for someone who does not deserve it..."

The four people, or three and a monster, didn't seem to notice the young girl's arrival. Christel walked calmly and came across a bow on the ground. She looked at Moreina fighting with a one-handed sword and a dagger, dodging the magic attacks and blocking the knight's sword attacks and Diablo's claws.

"I guess I'll get into the game first… It won't be the first time I face Diablo on the 16th floor of Tristram Cathedral."

Christel bent down to pick up the bow. The bow has a sleek, dark design, evoking the image of a raven. It is made of a shiny, black material that almost seems to absorb the light around it.

Along the bow, there are intricate carvings and details resembling raven feathers, giving it a mystical and sinister appearance. In the center of the bow, there is an inscription in an ancient language. Christel pulled the string taut to feel it. The bowstring is made of a strong and flexible material, often described as a kind of dark silk that vibrates with an energy of its own.

The ends of the bow are adorned with metallic details that shine with a dark glow, evoking the presence of a raven.

And like many magical items in the Diablo universe, Moreina's bow known as The Raven's Wing emits a faint, dark aura, suggesting its power and connection to supernatural forces.

This bow is not only a formidable battle tool but also a symbol of the mastery and darkness that Moreina embraces after her corruption. But here, as a projection of Moreina's memories and spirituality before her fall, Christel also feels a passion and love, forces that give the feeling of defending what is most important in your heart.

After delighting for a few seconds in observing this bow, Christel pulled the string tightly and a blue-colored energy arrow condensed.

"As a protocol taught in class 101, combat principles. First, attack the enemy support class or mage..."

A blue flash appeared on the battlefield, and the shadow shaped like a man wearing a robe and a two-handed staff was attacked by a powerful arrow. Despite having some kind of energy shield, the arrow penetrated with force and pierced the mage's chest.

At this moment, everyone noticed the little girl who was shining in a golden light and holding a bow.