Namaah could not believe her luck.

In front of her stood the object of Master Belial's desire. Out in the open, with no master or Eishath nearby to protect the girl from 'outside influence'.

Now, if it was any other time, She would use subtle mental control to quietly guide her into Belial's bed.

However, she now had some additional information she did not think her current master needed to know.

"Sorry for the sudden callout. But this sister disciple was very curious and could no longer hold it in." She said applying a subtle mental brushing to her words and releasing her natural charming aura just a little to make sure Elizabeth felt nice and welcome.

Elizabeth did not need to feel suspicious at all. After all, in Namaah's mind, she was no longer the prize just another lucky girl who had access.

Every single one of her colleagues, including Belial, believed that Elizabeth had some hidden bloodline destiny that had re-awakened in her.

They did an investigation on her family which was hilariously easy to do given that they were a rather prominent merchant family and found that no one even had a hint of the delicious essence that kept wafting off of Elizabeth.

The conclusion everyone came to was that the bloodline weakened over time and eventually became non-existent across generations.

And Elizabeth had her bloodline re-awakened, a very rare coincidence but the educated guess had some validity to it especially if resources were spent in strengthening the disciple's core foundation. Sometimes when you refine the essence circuits and souls with heavenly treasures dormant abilities may once more become active.

"Oh! What is sister so curious about?" Elizabeth asked prettily unaware of Namaah's inner thoughts.

"Forgive this sister if she is being presumptuous. But has sister Elizabeth seen the match between her and sister disciple Eishath?" Namaah asked her voice becoming sweeter than honey.

"No..." Elizabeth was slowly swaying on her feet as her eyes were slowly turning glassy.

Namaah immediately dialed her essence back down. If her victim started swaying that meant their mind was getting slowly overwhelmed. While that was good for a quick snatch, Namaah did not want to hurt Elizabeth in any way.

After all, the woman was soon to be her sister's disciple. There was also the fact that Eishath would notice if she went beyond light surface-level manipulation. She believed that their master was a hidden dragon and so had to be wary of that. After all, no normal master could casually give the gift Samuel gave Belial in exchange for a single disciple.

Belial had become very cautious after that gift using 'guerilla' tactics to scout out Samuel before committing to anything

Elizabeth shook her head as color returned to her mismatched eyes, her large chest bouncing with the movement.

Finally, the words that Namaah said finally resonated in Elizabeth and her eyes sparkled with excitement.

Ah! That was the reaction that she wanted to achieve.

"No! I-this fellow disciple has not seen the match! How did it go? Who won?" She asked excitedly.

Namaah grinned as she got Elizabeth under her thrall. Even if the effect was imperceptibly minute, with some careful wordplay a lot can be achieved with a pliable mind. Even more, if the target was already interested in the topic.

She gave out a carefully calculated defeated sigh that still had an air of playfulness.

"This sister lost and quite handily at that. Sect sister Eishath's master must be miraculous because when she had left a week ago, their strength was equal." Namaah had a lot of meanings when she those words.

Samuel was some kind of hidden powerhouse. Most of the records on him that were of any particular note were all over a hundred years old. Given his outward youth and how full Eishath was, Namaah believed that the man was at least an origin spirit expert given his outward youthful appearance.

Master Belial was being stupid when he said Elizabeth was a great resource they needed to pounce. Elizabeth's 'unique essence' was a probably by-product of the essence she consumed from her master.

Namaah was confident of this claim and even had evidence to back it up. Namely that the essence she had consumed from Eishath was extremely similar.

Because of their nature, it was normally impossible to sense any exterior essence coming off of beings like her or Eishath as they were very very good at consuming and processing human essence. But their sheer amount of it combined with her technique allowed for Namaah to get a taste.

The essence was alive and filling, for her, that part was key. Her kind specialized in eating human essence and the essence she consumed was most definitely human, most other essence sources had a bland quality and did not fill nearly as much, proportional to the amount consumed.

So buttering up his first disciple was a good first step in speeding up the process of tasting that divine essence once more.

Her mind came back to the conversation as more words were spoken.

"This sister wishes she was there to witness that battle," Elizabeth said her eyes glittering with interest. Given that they were luminescent, the glitter was not even metaphorical.

"Does sister wish to follow this one? She knows a specialty snack store and wishes to extend this conversation." Namaah was being cordial though she already knew the coming answer.

"I-This sister would love to!" Elizabeth said giddily.

Impromptu plan of becoming best friends with her target's first disciple was now well underway and given Namaah's talents, success was a foregone conclusion.