Esper Harem in the Apocalypse

Chapter 977  Blue Moon Princess 

In the lounge, an air of worry settled among the girls after Jane and Rebecca had left for their private conversation. Uncertainty hung in the room, as they were left wondering about the nature and purpose of their discussion.

Elena, her typically sharp features showing a hint of anxiety, turned to Rias, who had a contemplative look in her deep vampire eyes. The uncertainty of the situation weighed on their minds.

”Is it okay to let them be?” Elena asked, voicing the collective worry that was apparent in the room.

Rias, however, maintained her calm demeanor as she responded, ”Yes, she is no longer the Jane we knew.”

Riasʼ words hung in the air, a somber reminder of the profound changes that had taken place in Jane over the past three years. The young woman who had once been a part of their group had transformed into something far more complex and enigmatic.

As they pondered Janeʼs evolution, Riasʼ gaze drifted towards the moon, her expression distant, as if seeking answers in the celestial bodies above. The moonlight filtered through the windows, casting soft, ethereal shadows across the lounge.

”Did you forget…” Rias began, her voice carrying a weight of knowledge. ”Three years ago, during the blue moon phase, she went to the vampire world and ate the blue moon fruit. Nyxia told me that Jane has been the strongest being in the universe ever since then.”

Elena nodded in acknowledgment, her concern still etched on her face. The memory of that fateful night, when Jane had devoured the mystical fruit and undergone a transformation of unimaginable power, was etched into their minds. It had marked the beginning of her evolution into a being of extraordinary capabilities.

”Yes, I know that,” Elena replied, her tone tinged with a mix of understanding and apprehension. ”But I am still worried if the mother of the Lord and the sworn nemesis of the Lord—the blue moon princess—should share a private space together.”

”Relax. Rebecca is not Rudyʼs mother and Jane is not his enemy,” Rias reassured Elena.

In the tranquil garden, bathed in the gentle glow of the moonlight, Rebecca and Jane sat together. The garden, adorned with various exotic plants and fragrant flowers, provided a serene backdrop to their conversation, although the topics they discussed were far from serene.

Rebeccaʼs curiosity was evident in her eyes as she posed her questions to Jane. Her voice carried a genuine eagerness to understand the complexities of the past and the mysteries that surrounded Rudyʼs actions.

”Say, you ate the same blue moon fruit Rudy ate, right?” Rebecca inquired, her curiosity piqued. ”And you said that was the reason why everything escalated. Does that mean you saw the same things Rudy saw when he ate the fruit?”

Jane, her expression contemplative, leaned back against the chair, her gaze fixated on the moonlit sky. The memories of her own encounter with the blue moon fruit were undoubtedly profound, and she contemplated how much to reveal.

”I only saw everything that happened in the past,” Jane explained, her voice carrying a hint of melancholy, ”a little after the creation of the universe till the day I ate the fruit. I didnʼt see the future, but according to what great-grandma Nyxia told me, Rudy indeed saw the future.”

Rebecca absorbed this information, her mind racing with possibilities. Her next question delved into the heart of her concerns. ”So is it possible that Rudy saw himself causing the apocalypse and thatʼs why he did it, not because he wanted to do it?”

Janeʼs response was measured, her eyes reflecting the weight of her words. ”No. Thatʼs the end goal of every Lord. Itʼs nothing different. Rudy was supposed to end the world, and we are living in it right now.”

Rebeccaʼs brows furrowed as she grappled with the implications of Janeʼs words. The revelation that Rudyʼs actions might have been predetermined sent a shiver down her spine. However, Rebecca wasnʼt ready to abandon her quest for answers.

”If...” Rebecca began, her voice tinged with a hint of desperation, ”So if you know everything of the past until the day you ate the blue moon fruit—which was after Rudy started the apocalypse—you must also know where Rudy is… right?”

Janeʼs response was equally decisive, but it was one that struck a chord of frustration in Rebecca. ”I already told you I donʼt know that.”

Janeʼs response, or rather her lack of one, left a tense silence hanging in the garden. Rebeccaʼs frustration simmered to the surface as she accused Jane of concealing the truth.

”How is that possible...?” Rebeccaʼs voice trembled with frustration. ”It doesnʼt make sense. It feels like you are lying and donʼt want to tell me the truth...”

Jane hesitated for a moment, collecting her thoughts, before finally speaking. ”Rebecca, I know itʼs been incredibly tough for you. The disappearance of Rudy, the chaos in the world, itʼs all so overwhelming.”

Rebecca sighed, her shoulders slumping slightly. ”You have no idea, Jane. Every day feels like an eternity without him. I miss him terribly.”

”I can only imagine,” Jane replied softly. ”But itʼs not that I am hiding anything from you. As soon as I gained the knowledge of the blue moon fruit, I returned to this world and went straight to space with grandma Nyxia, far away, where Rudy was supposed to be… or at least…. his body. But it wasnʼt. I searched for months, Rebecca. Believe me, if I knew where Rudy is… I would sacrifice everything to see him one last time…”

Rebecca bit her lips and muttered, ”I am sorry for asking dumb questions.

”Itʼs okay… but… there is something I think you should know, something I need to tell you, something that Rudy might have kept from you.”

Rebeccaʼs eyes widened with surprise. ”What is it?”

”Before he disappeared, Rudy made some preparations,” Jane began. ”He knew that, someday, you might face situations where youʼd need help or guidance. Thatʼs why he made arrangements for you, for Lucy, for all his harem members and for the people he cared about.”

Rebecca listened intently, a mixture of hope and confusion in her eyes. ”What kind of arrangements?”