A Freya-Possessed Millia meets an S-Ranker

"I want to introduce my mate to her in the best way possible, so I'll just take her like this." Freya's mature voice came out of Millia's throat, making Desiree lightly wince at how disconcerting it was.

Taking Millia's body like it was her own, Freya left the cafeteria line. "No need to follow me, Desiree, I'll be fine."

"Very well milady. I just hope you know what you're getting into." Desiree hardly cared about Millia's well-being. She was loyal only to Freya. After all, she was her personal maid, assigned by none other than Ahava herself.

Leaving the guild, Millia's body hired a high-end hover-car using Freya's adventurer card she spat out of her mouth and gave the driver the instructions to her home.

When asked who she was going to meet, Millia said, "Ahava, the S-Ranker. She wants to see me."

"I-I see, excuse my overcuriosity."

Truth be told, what Freya did not tell Millia was that she was the daughter of Ahava, the Slime-Girl S-Ranker. She hadn't wanted to tell anyone this because nobody would respect her strength, only her blood-line.

She also didn't want people to pity her mother. There had been a rumor circling around that Ahava's mate had disappeared along with her children. Where they went and gone had been a complete mystery, even to Ahava herself.

After about half an hour of flight, the hover-car arrived in front of a massive highly-technological dark-blue mansion with countless sensors strapped by the garden. Ahava was anything but careless when it came to her surroundings.

"Here you go, Lady..."

"Freya," Millia said, "My name's Freya. Thank you." She smiled and dropped extra credits on the driver's lap and left.

In front of the gate was a security system. Rather than a bio-scanner, the security system was designed to scan mana signatures instead.

Millia opened her mouth and a long slippery blue tendril crawled its way out of her throat, making a large bulge. The tendril swiped its slime across the scanner. In a few seconds, it dinged and opened the gates for her. It then slithered back in her throat and into her tummy, making it grumble for a few seconds.

"Welcome home, Lady Freya."

Immediately, half a dozen maids teleported behind Millia, recognizing it was Freya controlling her vessel. "Lady Ahava is waiting for you, Lady Freya."

"Thank you. Is she in her study?"

"Yes, Lady Freya."

Without another word, Freya piloted Millia's body flawlessly through the mansion, speed-walking to her mother's study and barged into it.

Although it was a sudden and loud noise, Ahava was not surprised at all, as she was calmly looking over countless reports.

Ahava was a beautiful purplish slime woman who had the appeal of a butch. She had short hair that only reached to her ears, her chiseled face exhumed masculinity, and her body, although curvy, was also very muscular. If she were standing, she'd tower over the possessed cowgirl.

"Look who I brought, Mother!" Freya put Millia's body on display, for once allowing those gigantic breasts bounce, one of them nearly hit her face."My mate! She joined my team."

"Hm?" With a look of mild surprise, Ahava raised out of her chair, looming over Millia. Planting her face on Millia's blonde hair, she took a massive breath. "Is the girl you're possessing....Millia?"

"Huh? You know her, Mother?"

"Yes, she's....she's your half-sister." Almost tearing up, Ahava then spoke with authority, "Let me speak to her."

The revelation shocked Freya into silence, but snapped out of it as she saw her own mother tearing up, "Y-yes, Mother."

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