Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem-Chapter 402: Tunnel

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Yanael and Julius stepped back as the roots shot out and wrapped around the Daughter. Julius grabbed his Mannequin and pulled him back a step. It probably wasn’t dangerous to stay close while the Daughter was reborn, but there was no harm in being careful.

Besides, the Daughter’s death had been pretty traumatic, and she had been in the middle of resisting fiercely when Ugor snatched her heart. What if she woke up ready to punch the daylights out of the first face she saw?

With the strength she should currently possess, it wouldn’t be a punch many could take without also losing their face.

Yanael and Julius waited patiently. The others waited impatiently, curious about what was happening. A lot of things were happening after the fighting was already over. Yanael’s evolution, the Millipede’s evolution, and now the Daughter’s resurrection.

Would they ever be done?

They still had to wait for Zach before they could start looking for a way out, but couldn’t one or two of them go in advance and maybe get help?

It didn’t take too long before the roots dispelled the cocoon around the Daughter’s body and transformed into a smooth, seamless dress that did not act like it was made of wood as she bounced up from her grave with her fists raised. She looked around warily before calming down, quickly realizing it was over.

The Daughter curiously looked at Yanael before bowing her head in gratitude. Even buried in the stone coffin of eternal suffering, she had still been able to sense what was going on outside. She had sensed the fight Yanael and the others put up after she lost.

The Daughter’s gaze shifted to Zach after a moment.

Compared to the others, who fought Ugor, Zach fought and won. She glanced at Julius while walking past him toward Zach.

Julius bowed. He could sense it. Even if he wasn’t an underworlder, the Daughter was a being superior to him. She was superior to all of the humans and most of the familiars in the sixth layer.

It was only natural that he showed her the respect that she was due.

To his surprise, she put a hand on his shoulder as if to tell him ’Good job.’ Julius smiled, a sense of relief warming his chest. She knew he had waited in the tunnel, using his mastery over underworld energy to hide from Ugor’s detection. She knew he had watched them fight with their lives on the line.

She knew he had to do it to look for a chance to strike. And if no such chance arose, he would have to reconsider and hide his claws while looking for another one in the future.

She didn’t blame him.

That was all Julius needed.

The Daughter walked over to the sleeping Zach with Yanael next to her. Alzara and Mandra were sleeping curled up next to him.

"What’s his name?" The Daughter asked Yanael. Zach was undoubtedly the savior of the Underworld. She didn’t know how his young and tiny body harnessed the strength to defeat Ugor, but he had done it. From what she had gathered in her final moments and by smelling the air, it was also Zach who was responsible for the catalyst of Ugor’s destruction, the Enhanced potion.

She owed him more than he knew. Without Zach and his friends, but mostly Zach, the Underworld would have been doomed.

To show him the respect he deserved, she wanted to know his name.

"Master’s full name is Zacharia Evandiel but Master usually goes by the nickname Zach. I am sure he wouldn’t mind you calling him that."

The Daughter nodded slowly as she looked at the grey, dry, leathery, and haggard skin on Zach’s face. The backlash from using the strength he wielded to defeat Ugor was tremendous.

"Zach…" She murmured as if practicing.

She realized something. How would the savior of the Underworld address her? She couldn’t have him call her the Daughter, or his lord like the other underworlders.

"Please call me…Zoe from now on," she said, deciding on a name inspired by Zach’s.

Zach was asleep and didn’t hear her, but Zoe was confident Yanael would inform him when he woke up if he didn’t do so before they left. Or maybe…

Zoe looked up at Yanael.

"Do you need help leaving the Underworld?" She asked.

"That would be much appreciated." Yanael nodded.

Zoe looked at the others in the sixth layer. It was a big group of people. It would be easy to transport them all with her current strength. However, one of them looked a little hesitant.

"What is it, Julius?" Zoe asked, noticing Julius’ hesitation to speak.

"Um, I talked a little with my Mannequin as he lost the Dollmaker, but something’s strange. Do you remember a decently big tunnel going straight in that direction for what seems like several leagues?" Julius asked Zoe.

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Zoe’s eyebrows twitched in a light frown.

"Show me," she ordered.

The Mannequin and Julius led the way out of the sixth layer, the others following her. Zach and his familiars rode on Nessa’s Millipede, which moved even smoother after its evolution. It was like riding on a cloud.

After a mostly quiet trek through the fifth layer, the group soon found themselves in front of the opening to a tunnel large enough to fit two Millipedes abreast with relative ease. It seemed to go on forever.

"What is this?" Zoe asked.

"...It seems the Dollmaker was working on it all this time."

"I do not know what lies in this direction," Zoe said, shaking her head.

Dukiel frowned as he tried to remember all the twists and turns they had gone through. The unconsciousness at the hands of Monolith made it difficult, but Dukiel’s sense of direction was good.

"...I think it might be south."

Violina’s eyes opened wide. That was her home.

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"Is the Dollmaker going for…?"

Zoe shook her head.

"There would be no reason for them to target another part of the Empire, not if they’re fleeing."

"So, they’re going beyond…?" Nessa asked in disbelief.

Zoe nodded.

The Dollmaker was going beyond the ocean by tunneling beneath it.

"But there’s only one way to know for certain. He might just go straight away and then go upward, escaping to the surface."

"..."