Reincarnated as the Villainess's Unlucky Bodyguard

Chapter 93 My… lineage ?

Alone for the first time in what felt like ages thanks to Ananara deciding to grace someone else with his insufferable presence she found herself in an uneasy silence.

Liria threw herself onto the massive bed with a groan, the plush mattress swallowing her with excessive luxury. "Finally. Peace and quiet. No murderous pineapples. No fiery princesses. Just me."

As if summoned by the universe's spite, a familiar voice cut through the silence.

[Oh, you're that excited to be alone, are you? Heartbreaking, really. I thought you'd be thrilled to see me.]

Liria bolted upright, clutching a pillow like a weapon. "YOU!" she hissed, her voice barely above a whisper. "Where have you been? You disappeared for a whole day! I thought something happened to you."

[I'm touched by your concern. Truly. But no, I wasn't abducted or corrupted by some rogue virus. I was working, Liria. Doing my job, unlike some people.]

She glared at the air, knowing exactly where this was going. "Oh, please enlighten me, oh great and mysterious system. What exactly does your 'job' entail?"

[Gathering information about your freaky body scales, obviously. And while I was at it, I might've uncovered some things about your parentage. You're welcome.]

Her irritation instantly transformed into curiosity and dread. "Wait—what did you just say?"

[You heard me. Scales. Parents. Big news. Now, do you want the details, or should I save my breath while you throw a tantrum.]

"First of all, systems don't breathe. Second, spill it. All of it. And don't leave anything out this time."

The system's voice grew smug, a tone Liria had come to both loathe and weirdly appreciate.

[Alright, settle in. This is gonna be a ride. So, you know those creepy black scales that randomly showed up during your little Hellbeast fight? Well, those aren't just some weird demonic puberty side effect. They're tied to your lineage.]

"My... lineage?" she repeated, her stomach twisting. "What does that even mean?"

[It means, dearest Liria, that you've got some very interesting bloodlines. Or should I say, bloody dangerous bloodlines?]

She threw the pillow at where she imagined the system's face might be. "Stop being dramatic and get to the point!"

[Fine. You're half-human, half-demon. But not just any demon. Your demonic parent? The Dark Sovereign.]

Liria froze. Her brain stalled. Her mouth opened, then closed like a fish gasping for air. Finally, she managed, "You're joking."

[Do I sound like I'm joking? No, I'm not. Your dear, dearly absent demonic mother is none other than the former Queen of All Nightmares herself. Crimson skin, fire-hair, terrifying horns, and a reputation for causing absolute chaos wherever she went.]

The words sunk in like a rock into deep water. "You're telling me," she said slowly, "that that woman is my mother?"

["Correct."]

"And you didn't tell me this before because...?"

[Because I didn't know for sure! I needed to confirm it before dropping that particular bombshell on you.]

Her hands trembled as she gripped the bedsheets. "The Dark Sovereign... But she's supposed to be imprisoned. Sealed away. Right?"

[Right. She's locked up tighter than a miser's coin purse, but her influence hasn't disappeared. And clearly, some of that power leaked into you.]

Liria's mind spun. "Wait. Does this mean I'm what, destined to take over her throne or something? Am I cursed? Am I going to turn into some world-ending demon queen?!"

[Whoa, slow down there, Overlord Junior. No one's saying you're destined for anything. Except, you know, making a mess of your life, which you're already excelling at.]

She threw another pillow, her face burning. "I hate you."

[You're welcome.]

She frowned, fiddling with the edge of her blanket. "What about my human side? Does that, I don't know, complicate things?"

[Oh, absolutely. Humans are squishy, fragile, and overly emotional. Your mortal half is probably why you haven't turned into a full-blown demonic menace yet. It's like a safety valve, keeping you from going off the rails.]

"Fantastic," Liria muttered. "So, I'm basically stuck being a half-functional hybrid who might implode at any given moment. Love that for me."

[Look on the bright side: at least you're not boring. Boring people don't get kidnapped by hellbeasts or babysit moody demon princesses.]

Liria snorted. "Yeah, my life's a real fairytale. Except instead of a prince, I get a talking pineapple with an attitude problem."

[And me, don't forget me. I'm clearly the superior sidekick here.]

"Sure, if you count vanishing for a day and coming back with cryptic information as 'superior.'"

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[Oh, you wound me, Liria. But I'll have you know, my absence was highly productive. I didn't just find out about your mom I also uncovered some fun facts about her other activities.]

Her eyebrows shot up. "Other activities? Like what?"

[Let's just say the Dark Sovereign was a master of contingency plans. She didn't just leave behind a legacy of fear she left artifacts, followers, and... certain fail-safes.]

Liria's mouth went dry. "Fail-safes? What kind of fail-safes?"

[The kind that could cause massive destruction if activated. Lucky for you, most of them are sealed away. But if someone figured out how to use them... well, it wouldn't be pretty.]

"Of course it wouldn't," Liria groaned, running a hand through her hair. "So now I have to worry about ancient death traps on top of everything else? You're really making my night here."

[Hey, I don't make the rules. I just deliver the bad news.]

She sat up straight, suddenly suspicious. "Wait. Are you saying there's a chance I could accidentally activate one of these things?"

[A small chance," the system admitted. "But don't freak out! Just, you know, avoid touching weird glowing objects or chanting ominous phrases. You'll be fine.]

Liria buried her face in her hands. "Why do I even get out of bed in the morning?"

[Because you're stubborn, ambitious, and mildly masochistic?]

"Shut up."

[You love me.]

"Do not."

[Do too.]

Liria groaned again, though this time, there was a faint smile tugging at her lips. For all the chaos and uncertainty in her life, at least she wasn't alone in dealing with it. Even if her "partner" was a snarky, invisible system with zero tact.

After a long silence, she asked quietly, "Do you think I'll ever meet her? My mother, I mean."

[Honestly? I don't know. She's sealed pretty tight, and even if she weren't, meeting her would be... complicated.]

"That's one way to put it."