WHAT! I Have To Kill Heaven's Son To Live!-Chapter 132: Cloudia...?

Bidding Xu Yang farewell, Reon returned to his abode. He threw himself onto the bed, sprawling out lazily with a deep sigh of relief.

"Ah... today was exhausting. But at least I earned 50,000 Sect Points as a reward," he thought, a faint smile curling at his lips.

Yet even amidst the satisfaction, a thread of unease tugged at his heart.

"I probably wouldn't have won against Yi Ran if she hadn't already lost almost half of her Spiritual Qi fighting Yang Lie..."

"And if she hadn't underestimated me so much," he admitted to himself, a frown creasing his brow.

"I have to become even stronger," Reon resolved, clenching his fists.

Suddenly—

[Ding!]

A crisp notification echoed in his mind. Before his eyes, a translucent blue interface shimmered into existence.

[The Host has thoroughly defeated a Destined Daughter. Villain Status upgraded from Cannon Fodder → Minor Villain.]

"...What?"

Reon's eyes widened slightly. His gaze flickered across the panel, processing the message.

"A new function...?"

"So, the more I defeat Destined Daughters and Sons of Heaven, the higher my status climbs?"

His lips twisted into a wry smile.

"Minor Villain, huh... Even if I don't commit any evil deeds, I'm still branded a villain?"

A heavy sigh escaped him. "Am I forever fated to be a stepping stone for the protagonist... even when all I wanted was a peaceful life?"

Another notification blinked into view.

[The Host has received a Bronze-Level Treasure Trove as a Reward.]

"A treasure trove...? Well, whatever," Reon muttered.

His body already felt heavy with exhaustion. He waved his hand and dismissed the interface.

"I'll check it later."

Just as he was about to close his eyes, a soft weight settled atop his belly.

Opening his eyes, he found Cloudia in her small, adorable beast form, her fluffy silver fur glowing under the evening light.

"You really are too cute in this small form, Cloudia," Reon chuckled warmly.

But then—

In the next instant, a gentle breeze stirred, and a brilliant flash of silver light filled the room.

A delicate figure appeared atop him.

A girl—no, a fox girl—with flowing silver hair and soft, fluffy ears perched atop her head.

Behind her, a silvery, bushy tail swayed gently, shimmering in the fading light.

Her cyan eyes gleamed like rare jewels under the setting sun.

Her form was that of a teenage girl, slender and graceful, her beauty ethereal and almost otherworldly.

"Master, do I not look good in this human form?" she asked, her voice as soft and sweet as a bell.

Reon's heart skipped a beat.

"Yeah... you look even more adorable like this," he said, smiling as he lightly touched one of her ears, feeling the silky fur slip between his fingers.

"Ahh, I could touch her fluffy ears all day long. She's just too cute," Reon thought to himself, barely resisting the urge to keep playing with them.

Cloudia beamed at his words, her cheeks tinged with a shy pink.

"Hehe! Thank you for your praise, Master," she said, her voice fluttering like a butterfly's wings, while her tail swayed happily behind her.

But then, tilting her head innocently, she asked, "Master, didn't you say you were going to lose on purpose against Yi Ran? Why did you suddenly get so serious?"

Reon chuckled awkwardly, ruffling his hair.

"I don't know. Maybe... I just got a little excited," he said, his voice trailing off.

"I see... If that's what Master thinks, I have no objections," she said, nodding seriously like a child trying her best to be mature.

"But..." Cloudia leaned closer, her face mere inches from his, her cyan eyes sparkling mischievously. "Where's my reward for working hard today?"

"Reward?" Reon repeated, blinking as he stared at her earnest expression.

She looked just like a little sister, eagerly awaiting a promised treat.

"Humph! Master," she pouted adorably, crossing her arms. "You clearly know what I want!"

Reon paused, studying her face carefully, then smiled softly.

"I see. So that's what you want..."

Without warning—

"Ah! Master...?!"

Reon reached out, gently pulling her into his embrace. He cradled her against his chest, his hand slowly running through her silver hair in soft, rhythmic strokes.

"You did well today, Cloudia," he whispered, his voice low and tender.

Cloudia froze at first, her entire face blooming a deep crimson.

But she didn't struggle; instead, she nestled closer, feeling the warmth of his heartbeat thudding steadily beneath her ear.

Her tail swayed with even greater joy.

A soft, trembling voice escaped her lips.

"T-Thank you, Master..."

Reon smiled softly as he looked down at the girl in his arms.

This little girl... she was truly Cloudia.

Her transformation had occurred back in the Mystic Evergreen Forest, after Reon awakened his constitution.

...

Back in the forest,

A day had passed since the awakening of his constitution. Reon, having formed four Core Meridians, exhaled slowly, feeling the weight of his progress.

"Hah... there's nothing quite like the satisfaction of achieving something great after surviving a life-threatening situation," he thought, wiping the sweat from his brow and taking a long drink of water.

But the true victory lay in simply being alive.

Though his body still ached, the injuries were slowly but steadily healing.

Looking down at himself, he grimaced. His body was covered in dried blood and sweat.

"I need a bath... again."

He made his way to the lake again, the cool water refreshing his tired muscles.

Afterward, he summoned his companion beasts, eager to check if their wounds had healed.

Time in the Inner Beast Domain passed slowly, and the environment there was ideal for recovery—perfect for any beast to heal quickly, as long as the injuries weren't life-threatening.

But the moment Reon brought them out—

Suddenly—

A blur of silver rushed at him.

Before he could react, soft arms wrapped tightly around his waist.

A delicate body, trembling, pressed against him.

"Cloudia...?" Reon was stunned, his thoughts racing.

But it wasn't the small, adorable beast form he knew.

It was a girl—a beautiful young girl.

She had taken a fully human form!

And before he could find his words, Cloudia's voice trembled with a mixture of anger and distress, her sweetness tinged with emotion.

"Master... H-How could you do that to us?!"

Her words cracked as she fought back tears. "We were so scared... What if you had left us behind forever?!"

Reon was utterly shocked.

Cloudia had spoken—truly spoken in human language.

Not only had she transformed into her human form before ascending to a Demonic Elite Beast, but now, she was speaking in human language—something she had never been able to do before.

Previously, their bond had allowed him to understand her emotions and vague intents, but never clear words like this.

He had countless questions swirling in his mind:

How had she suddenly taken human form?

How was she speaking so fluently?

And why had her fur turned golden with two tails yesterday?

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But before he could voice any of these thoughts, his gaze fell on Cloudia's arms wrapped tightly around him—and then to the little tiger, now in her kitten form, innocently rubbing her head against his leg.

She, too, was clearly upset. He could feel her anger and fear through their bond.

It wasn't anger born from malice, but from fear.

Fear of losing someone dear.

Fear of not being able to see him again after everything that had happened.

Reon's heart tightened with guilt.

Maybe I shouldn't have been so reckless... I've worried them both, he thought inwardly.

He couldn't ask her anything now, not when she was clearly so distressed. All he could do was offer an apology, a sincere one.

He gently embraced Cloudia and then reached down to pat the little tiger's head.

"I'm sorry. I really am, Cloudia... little tiger. I've worried you both."

Cloudia sniffled and shook her head. "Please, Master... don't do anything so reckless again."

Reon nodded solemnly. "Yeah... I won't. I promise."

It feels strange, Reon thought, his heart heavy.

Someone was genuinely concerned for him—

It was a new feeling, one he hadn't expected, but it was... good.