Chapter 179

She was just looking for trouble, after all, she knew that if she had to be honest, she was the lowest-ranking person in the group, so a bit of chaos would give her room to maneuver. Otherwise, Typhon wouldn't have Draco in attacking Melusine after just a few words from her.

"Hmm..."

Sesshouin's words brought back Sion's thoughts, recalling how she and Sesshouin had touched Novia's skin, caressing her chest or upper arm...

"No, that's unnecessary..." After giving Sesshouin a perfunctory answer, Sion, seemingly to change the subject, pointed to the three dragons still fighting and asked, "How did they start fighting?"

"Perhaps because she felt she was the first and had succeeded many times, Melusine thought she was the strongest. However, the golden-haired beast didn't think so, so they started fighting. As for Typhon..."

At this point, Altrouge Brunestud glanced at Sesshouin was still smiling.

"Because they shared it, right? Simply put, it was an unequal split of the spoils." The Black-Haired Girl immediately said something rather strange. "But they at least got some of the loot, unlike us, who got nothing and could only watch, right?"

Then, she used one index finger to pull open her own mouth.

"Actually, I'd like to be like that too, Yuan Yuan."

Sometimes, at night, Sesshouin saw Sajyou Manaka lying on the Sofa, doing indecent things facing the door.

Slightly increase the distance between the inner thighs.

This is quite normal, as women's joints are far more flexible than men's, especially the hip joint, where the difference is greatest. For the purpose of pregnancy, a woman's pelvis becomes wider, so the hip joint is more likely to expand outward.

The 37-year-old beauty's fingers gently slid down her thigh muscles to the inside, and then—

Poor Miss Aika~

Sesshouin couldn't help but think to herself.

Of course, she wouldn't admit that she sometimes acts like that.

"... Forehead..."

Having roughly understood what Sion meant by 'Sesshouin money,' Shion couldn't help but twitch her lips. Should she say that she actually wanted to participate in sharing the spoils?

But Sesshouin is so mature, even though she's so small.

Regardless, having learned the general situation through her conversations with Altrouge Brunestud and Sesshouin, Sion immediately stood up and shouted loudly at the three dragons who were still fighting fiercely:

"Stop fighting!"

In Sion's mind, she at least knew these two people, so her words should have an effect...

Indeed, both Melusine and Nero, who had already transformed into Draco, paused slightly upon hearing Sion's voice.

For Melusine, Sion had been working hard to fulfill the promise he left her after Novia left, and spent his whole life sending himself into the Inner Sea of Stars, which caused her, as the Director, a lot of negative impact within the academy.

As for Draco, she often provided a lot of help to Sion, who was in charge of Melusine's affairs back then, and naturally had some respect for this purple-haired girl who diligently completed her Teacher's request. Although she was no longer Nero but Draco, she still had this memory.

Therefore, just when Draco Melusine were about to give up --

However, Typhon wasn't so easily persuaded. She participated with the idea that Sesshouin had just said, 'If Melusine disappears, then Typhon will be the only one to enjoy her.' Moreover, she had always been very unhappy with Melusine, even though they could share the spoils, it was clear that she would get more.

"Ha! There's an opening! Die, Albion!"

Typhon's Claws slashed at the somewhat careless Melusine's shoulder, instantly enraging the Strongest Dragon once more. He thought to himself, "I'll teach Typhon a lesson! Although we are both Primordial Dragon, I am the Strongest Dragon!"

Even Draco, who wanted a truce, was held back, causing the area that should have been peaceful to descend into chaos once more.

Now that things have come to this, even Sion is helpless. It seems the battle between the three dragons will continue until one side is completely unable to rise again.

However, in this highly likely unfortunate situation, the door slowly opened from the inside—

"... Nero?"

252: Ziwei Rishi - Sajyou Clan (4k)

Birdsong drifted from a street in Romania, and although it was nearing Twilight, the scene was actually quite beautiful.

At this very moment, Sajyou Manaka is sitting with Attila in an open-air Dessert Shop.

Unlike the brown-haired girl who was shaking her head and enjoying a dessert full of chilled grape juice, her short, silver hair swaying as she did so, the thirty-seven-year-old blonde 'beauty' had one side of her face resting on the table in a dejected manner, while the other side of her face was pressed against a chilled Mineral Water bottle.

He looked totally decadent, like someone who had suddenly come out of a bad image after staying at home for more than ten years. If I had to say something good, it would be that his face looked soft, and it would feel very comfortable if he pinched it.

If it weren't for those two guys... that damned Melusine and that dimwitted yet incredibly strong Typhon...

"Ugh... Altrouge Brunestud, Kichijo-in Kihara, Sion's back out of nowhere, and that blond brat who suddenly appeared and makes me feel uncomfortable just looking at him..."

For the young and beautiful girl, the moment she saw Nero transformed into Draco, she felt the greatest unease of her life.

I feel like if I were facing that blonde girl, I would be completely powerless to resist...

I've never felt this way, not even when I'm with the always smug Melusine!

Damn it, if that guy really gets in, do I even have a chance?!

I can't spend my whole life with my hands, can I? I don't want that. At the very least, I should be able to eat well like Typhon and Melusine first...

"Hey, Aika, you called everyone by name, why didn't you call mine?" Attila's blood-red eyes gleamed with curiosity. "Does Aika dislike me?"

Upon hearing this, Aika slightly raised her head and squinted at the brown-haired girl in front of her.

Attila, with her rare brown skin, silver hair, and red eyes, wasn't much different in size from Melusine and Kisshouin, but she wasn't as cunning as those two. She was quite simple-minded and only cared about getting hugged by Novia, so she wasn't a threat... although she herself had never been hugged.

The beautiful girl mentally recalled Attila's information, and perhaps feeling that there wouldn't be any conflict between them, she replied somewhat weakly, "No, I was just saying your name. Since you were in front of me, Attila, I didn't say it."

"I see." Attila happily devoured the remaining dessert, then continued, "We all need to get along well, so as not to cause trouble for Xiaoya."

"... Is this why you wanted me to bring you out before?"

"Yes, because the moment that girl named Nero came in, I noticed that you weren't in a good Aika, Aika, but you didn't say anything for a long time, so I made that request." Attila, who was adding star-shaped sugar granules to the Black Tea and stirring it with a small stick, said with a smile, "Now it seems that you're in a better mood, Aika. It really is true that sweet treats can cheer you up."

Her simplicity, her consideration for Novia, and her restraint in not displaying strength that far surpassed her own allure inevitably improved Sajyou Manaka's mood considerably.

Unlike Typhon Melusine, who were far superior to him.

Unlike Altrouge Brunestud, whose elegance and temperament overwhelmed her.

Unlike that guy Kisshouin, who's always scheming and full of tricks.

Therefore, the 37-year-old beautiful girl began to complain in front of her.

"Ugh, it's so annoying! I provided this place, I did so much hard work and thoughtful things, and all I want to hear is 'Thank you for your hard work, let's Aika together.' Instead of something like 'You've done so much for us, I'm very grateful, but please don't interrupt us.'"

As she spoke, Sajyou Manaka sighed inwardly.

Why? I've made it pretty obvious, haven't I?

I really wish Novia would think of me too.

"I don't understand what you're talking about Aika."

"Hmph, it's normal that you don't understand this kind of thing. I was just saying it casually."

"Oh well."

Attila smiled gently at Sajyou Manaka, who seemed to have become somewhat happy.

"But at least you're happy now, Aika. It seems I did a good job."

The silver-haired girl looked happily at the blonde beauty with a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth and said cheerfully,

"Ah, that's great, I helped Xiaoya."

"... Really... Novia did it on purpose..."

"Aika called out softly," and Attila winked at her upon hearing this.

"Huh? Was it intentional? Intentionally what?"

"No, it's nothing."

"Nothing, what do you mean?"

"... actually, there isn't one."

"So, if you can't say it, then it must not have been intentional."

Sajyou Manaka could not refute this.

How could I possibly say something like that? I'm not Typhon Melusine, I can't just hang it on my body, okay?

What if I muster the courage to speak up, but get rejected?

You finally manage to be bold once, only to end up with lifelong inferiority... Don't let that happen.

"It was definitely intentional, absolutely, Novia, he..."

It couldn't be said outright, but the beautiful girl was still trying her best to refute it.

"Alright then, I'll let Novia know his mistake, and then he'll correct it."

Although she still didn't understand what Sajyou Manaka meant by 'intentionally,' Attila still managed a smile.

"This is completely unnecessary, no, there's no need for it."

"Really? Okay then." The brown-haired girl nodded. "Speaking of which, I overheard something about you, Aika, at the courtyard..."

"Huh? What's wrong? What kind of nice things could that guy possibly say?"

Sajyou Manaka slightly. In her observation of Kisshouin, she found that this black-haired brat was really cunning. Typhon, who should have been on the same side as Melusine, was actually driven to the brink of a life-or-death struggle by him. Of course, this was also due to Typhon's own stupidity and his dislike for Melusine.

"It's like comforting yourself with your hand through the crack in the door in the middle of the night. I actually think, Aika, you don't have to do that..."

Attila lowered her head shyly, rubbing her legs together incessantly.

"Ha--"

In an instant, the beautiful girl felt as if she had fallen into a cold Hell.

No, how did I get caught doing that kind of thing? It shouldn't be like that. Was it Kisshouin who found out?

How could I not have noticed? Could it be that she's actually stronger than me?

That shouldn't be the case... No, if even Attila knows...

Suddenly, Sajyou Manaka seemed to have a thought that was incredibly humiliating to her—

"You all... know?"

The blonde girl spoke slowly and deliberately, giving the impression that she might die on the spot at any moment.

"Well..." Attila nodded slightly, "Anyway, we the Crowd think that Aika, you didn't really need to do that."

Therefore, a second later, a deafening scream came from the mouth of the thirty-seven-year-old beautiful girl.

"What do you mean by 'there's no need to do that'?"

Thirty minutes later, Aika, who was completely distraught, and Attila, who felt incredibly ashamed for having only made Aika more distraught instead of cheering her up, returned to their home in Romania.

As soon as the door was opened, Sajyou Manaka, who seemed to be 'dead', immediately ran back to her room, not even giving everyone time to react. However, only Attila herself wanted to say 'sorry' to her; the others didn't really pay her any attention.

The brown-haired girl scanned the entire area and realized that it could be roughly divided into two environments.

One was Typhon Melusine, two dragons glaring at each other, while Kisshouin, who was reading a book nearby, remained quiet as if he hadn't done anything. When he saw her arrive, he waved to her happily.

One was Altrouge Brunestud, who remained indifferently seated on the Sofa, and the other was a bespectacled purple-haired girl whom I didn't recognize very well.

Therefore, Attila chose to sit on the Sofa and asked the purple-haired girl:

"Um, who are you?"

"... Ah..." Startled from her reverie by Attila's call, Sion hurriedly adjusted her glasses and replied, "I'm Sion, you must be Attila?"

During her conversation with Altrouge Brunestud, Sion learns that although the silver-haired girl's name is Attila, she prefers to be called Attila.

"Hello, Sion, I'm Attila, nice to meet you." The brown-haired girl extended her hand warmly. "You must be one of Xiaoya's people too, right? Let's all get along well. If anything's bothering you, feel free to tell me, and I'll try my best to help Xiaoya resolve it."

"Oh, okay, okay."

Well, Attila was so enthusiastic that Sion thought she was similar to Kisshouin, but it seems she isn't?

It seems that... "simple" is indeed a suitable evaluation.

That's surprising, but it doesn't feel bad.

"By the way, Altrouge Brunestud, has Lord Nero left?"

After speaking with Sion, Attila rested her chin on her hand and asked the black-clad princess a question.

"They left, but they took Novia with them before they left. We don't know when they'll be back," Ji Jun replied earnestly. "And that Nero's strength... is probably indeed above ours."

"Indeed, Miss Nero is very strong. Even if she returned to her complete form, it wouldn't be fair to say she's superior to Nero."