Chapter 180

"It's more accurate to say that the existence of such power on this Planet is simply unbelievable."

"It's probably due to hard work, yes, that's right, it must have been through a lot of hard work to reach this level, Lord Nero. But speaking of which Typhon Melusine are still arguing..."

Upon hearing this, Altrouge Brunestud nodded in agreement, as if she fully understood what Attila wanted to ask.

"So, there's definitely a reason why all the departments are involved."

Attila sighed, then glanced at the Black-Haired Girl seemed to be living in seclusion.

Perhaps understanding the meaning behind the silver-haired girl's gaze, Kisshouin crossed her arms to indicate that she hadn't meant it; she had only offered Typhon a small suggestion.

Although this is probably a waste of time, it's basically like how everyone here knows that Miss Sajyou Manaka is the Rishi of the Purple Star, and it's also common knowledge that she has many thoughts about Kisshouin... As for Sion, she will understand completely after waiting a long time.

"By the way, shouldn't we be worried about Novia?"

Sion finally chimed in; she genuinely wanted to talk more.

As for the concerns she raised in her discussion?

No way, that's Nero. I don't know why he turned out this way, but how could he possibly kill Novia?

At most, she just wanted to rebel against the Heavenly Gang, to do what Melusine had done, although she had actually had that thought too...

How could this be! Damn Thought Partition, I already turned it off!

Because her inner turmoil was so rapid, Attila and Altrouge Brunestud hadn't even replied yet when they could clearly see the veins bulging on her hands.

This inevitably caught Attila mistakenly thought that Sion was as proud and aloof as Altrouge Brunestud, somewhat off guard. However, it wasn't a big problem. In her opinion, as long as time went on, she would eventually find a way. Since everyone was from Novia, they should get along well. She would also try her best.

"This--"

"I'm back."

However, just as Attila was about to answer, the Great Gate on one side of the door opened, and Novia's familiar voice echoed throughout the cabin, drawing everyone's attention.

Then, in everyone's sight, besides Novia, there was also Draco, whose previously extremely violent expression was now incredibly shy, hiding behind him and tugging at his clothes, looking as if he was too ashamed to show himself... Perhaps it was because his long-awaited action had gone smoothly and successfully.

In fact, when Draco was being chained and forced to do various things by Novia, she called upon the Demon Beast He to help her.

However, not only did the Demon Beast He not come, it also left a message for her—

"Okay."

Those words nearly made her explode with anger. Where was the "yul" (a euphemism for sexual harassment)? Wasn't this forced?

Even if it were true, YL herself would only act this way towards her Teacher.

It was these words, which truly came from the heart, that made Draco, who was already proud and stubborn, finally abandon his shyness and confess his feelings.

I don't know if the Demon Beast He did it on purpose or not, but either way, they did a good deed.

When Novia saw that Draco was still hiding behind him and refusing to speak, he coughed, which prompted the blonde girl with the wagging tail to take a deep breath and step forward to introduce herself:

"I... am Draco! But if you want to call me Nero, that's fine too. Anyway, that's all I wanted to say!"

"Good!"

Attila was the first to start clapping, and under her lead, everyone else joined in.

As the applause gradually subsided, before Draco could even release Novia's hand, Attila appeared before the silver-haired youth, looking up at him with blood-red eyes that seemed to gleam with light—

"Attila, I'm ready! Come to bed with me, little Aya!"

253: Little ancestor, I'm not your grandfather (6k)

"Going to bed" refers to the animal mating of Melusine, and also to the data transmission of Typhon.

Attila didn't say this on a whim; he had been thinking about it for a long time.

Although she did hope that everyone could get along harmoniously and not cause trouble for Avia, she was also disgusted whenever she saw Melusine and Typhon acting like that. How could she tolerate her lover touching other men's skin in front of her? Even if she could understand, how could she tolerate him not touching her?

Moreover, even though I've transformed into a juvenile form, my mind remains the same as before. Is there really any major problem with that?

Going back a thousand years, on the steppes of Eastern Europe, Xiao Ya had already made forceful contact with me in this form.

Indeed, in the fifth century, before Attila became familiar with Avia, the two mainly communicated through martial arts tournaments organized by the Huns. One was a girl recognized by her tribe as the next King of the Huns, and the other was a foreign child who was accidentally found by the tribal chief.

Because Avia's skin color differed from the Huns' at the time, she was easily ostracized by Huns children. However, they were just children, and by demonstrating the fine traditions of the Huns people, this negative sentiment would eventually turn into admiration...

Simply put, if you're strong enough, you'll be a big shot.

So-called strength is not about flashy and dazzling skills.

So-called strength is not a noble spirit that stands up for external things, but rather everything that comes from one's own body.

Instead, it is a more simplistic, uglier, and utterly barbaric form of Violence.

To be fair, Avia was no match for Attila in terms of Flesh strength at that time, but he had an extra ability compared to the girl: illusion magic. It was based on this that he managed to defeat Attila by sheer luck every time.

One time might be an accident, but after it happened many times, looking at the scars on her body that were completely different from the white markings, the girl, who should have been emotionless, couldn't help but secretly go hunting wild animals to vent her anger.

Next time, I'll make sure this wound, which shouldn't be on me, is etched onto you...

In short, this is the brown-haired girl's obsession with Avia, who is always number one, despite being perpetually second best.

Returning to the present, everything from the past is gone. When Attila, having successfully transformed into a juvenile form from the Mooncell Crystal, arrived here and saw the Crimson tinges on Melusine and Typhon, she didn't think it was much different from back then. After all, it was all caused by Little Aya, and there were also some slightly reddened areas...

However, as time went on, she also wanted to do the same. Therefore, Attila actually had the same thought as Sajyou Manaka: why didn't they come to find her?

However, Attila was not as hesitant and timid as Sajyou Manaka. As a simple girl in everyone's eyes, she had sorted out the relevant information and thought it over carefully before speaking so openly.

Think about it, right now, Melusine and Typhon always go into the room on their own at night, as if it's their right.

Attila, who arrived last, asked Altrouge Brunestud, and Sajyou Manaka Kisshouin, and learned that Melusine was the first to succeed, followed by Typhon... and then it seemed that no one else did.

Could it be a racial issue?

No, that shouldn't be the case, after all, Altrouge Brunestud is Dead Apostle, not human.

As a question about the period in which the organism lived?

No, Typhon is in the form of a young girl, while Melusine is relatively younger. I and Kisshouin are the same type as Melusine, while Altrouge Brunestud is the same type as Typhon.

Or is it a personality issue?

No, not really. Melusine always has a smug personality, and while the Crowd aren't like her in that respect, Typhon is quite different. Typhon only becomes tough when he's confronting Melusine; otherwise, he usually acts weak and timid. And if we're talking about weakness... isn't Aika just like that?

For this reason, Attila thought about this problem for a long time.

Why are Typhon Melusine considered superior to them? It doesn't make sense no matter how you look at it. And Xiaoya doesn't seem to favor anyone; she accepts everything without any boundaries. In other words, as long as someone she deems acceptable makes a request, she'll succeed.

Attila, realizing this, understood why Novia hadn't contacted her. It was quite simple: most likely because she hadn't brought it up directly like Typhon Melusine... In that case, it was simple.

Attila wasn't going to hide it like the two dragons; he planned to make it clear to the Crowd present.

Just say what you want to do out loud.

"Get... get into bed..."

The petite brown-haired girl's words were enough to shock the entire audience, so much so that Sion, who had previously labeled her as 'innocent,' was once again reminded of that extremely evil and Evil thing: the protagonist had switched Attila with Kisshouin.

For some reason, she subconsciously swallowed, as if her previous hesitation had vanished, and her eyes were filled with uncertainty and anticipation.

Besides Sion, Altrouge Brunestud frowned immediately, wondering why Attila would suddenly say something like that... it's hard to describe, but the noble princess was also looking forward to seeing how Novia would react.

"Wow..." Kisshouin covered half his face with a storybook and whispered, "Attila, I didn't expect you to be so well-hidden. You've really surprised me."

In the Black-Haired Girl's mind, her group was probably like this: Typhon was a simple and pure dragon who could be properly called to fight Melusine.

Altrouge Brunestud and Sion are creatures who won't easily reveal their true colors due to their pride, so they can be largely ignored.

Attila was like a mascot to Lord Novia, as for Sajyou Manaka...

Oh, Kisshouin can only wish Ms. Aika all the best. She is indeed not young anymore, so that's normal. Besides, she's really good at handling water stains; she's very capable.

In short, Kisshouin never expected that Attila would not only remain silent, but also shock everyone with her actions. This was evident from the fact that the two Dragon Daughter beside her, who had been fiercely confronting each other, suddenly stared at each other with wide eyes, as if something they had been hiding for a long time had been exposed.

Oh my, oh my, this is quite a find! Will Lord Novia agree to it right away? If so...

Perhaps thinking of something, the Black-Haired Girl slightly licked her lips, her tongue hidden beneath the storybook.

At this moment, as Attila spoke, although all eyes remained on Novia, a hint of anticipation and hesitation crept into their gazes... Only Melusine and Typhon showed some unease... This is bad, they'll probably have to queue up every night from now on.

"How can I say something like this out loud? Never mind..." Novia looked down at Attila. "Attila, are you planning to do it now?"

Indeed, the silver-haired man wouldn't refuse such a thing for any reason. After all, he knew how much everyone here felt for him, and he felt the same way about them, so there was no need for hesitation or refusal.

"Um!"

Attila was overjoyed and jumped up to hug Novia.

She was overjoyed to learn that her beloved's thoughts were exactly as she had guessed, and that they could be put into practice immediately.

"Alright then..."

Even after what happened with Draco, Novia is now in good health and full of energy, so nothing is a problem for her.

"Wait!"

Seeing the brown-haired girl named Attila arrive at the spot where he had been just minutes before, Draco, secretly annoyed, grabbed Novia's hand and shouted:

"I want to come too!"

"But that wasn't the case just now--"

"I don't care! My Desire are surging again!"

The petite girl immediately jumped onto Novia's back and started biting her shoulder, now she was being attacked from both sides.

Seeing that things had already come to this, Novia could only sigh and say nothing more.

So, in everyone's eyes, Novia was in front of Draco, and Attila was behind him, walking step by step. After a few steps, Novia suddenly turned around and showed a slightly embarrassed expression to Altrouge Brunestud and Sion. This was normal, since although they all understood in their hearts, it was still a little embarrassing to say it to their faces.

"Um, want to come together?"

"... Huh? You..."

Upon hearing this, Sion immediately retorted, but in reality, she was desperately suppressing her inner impulse; in fact, she wanted to rush over right now.

"Interesting."

However, before the purple-haired girl could finish speaking, the black-haired princess stood up, stroked her hair, and gave a faint smile.

"I will show you that I, who have made a pact with you, am quite powerful on this Planet."

Ugh, Altrouge Brunestud, can't you at least give me that look that's obviously ecstatic?!

Sion looked helplessly at the 'aggressive' black-clad princess.

Altrouge Brunestud is laughing.

It wasn't a kind and simple smile like Attila's.

Instead, it was a ferocious smile, like a wild beast baring its sharp teeth, as if it wanted to tear off a piece of flesh.

No matter how you look at it, it's so cheerful... but the intense sense of Shame inside makes it hard for Sion to cope.

The genius girl from Atlas Institute felt that she hadn't yet... reached that level.

Therefore, the purple-haired girl could only look at the princess who left without hesitation with a very conflicted expression.

As for Melusine and Typhon, if Novia hadn't told them through Telepathy:

You can't do it today.

Otherwise, those two would have already stuck to Novia like Attila and Draco did.

But since things had come to this, the two could only continue to stare at each other with gritted teeth, probably thinking that if it weren't for Albion (Typhon), they would never have been subjected to Novia's thoughts.

This thought enraged the two Primordial Dragons, and if Novia hadn't been there, they probably would have started fighting again.

But for Sion, those two things were no longer important...

Ugh, this is so annoying. Time to start Thought Partition.

Why is there no response? Can you give me a mental breakdown of what to do next?

Sion activated her abilities, but the results were not outstanding.

Just as she was gritting her teeth and muttering these words to herself, a soft voice reached her ears.

"Sister Sion, aren't you planning to participate?"

The newcomer was none other than Kichijo-in Kihara, who seemed to live in complete isolation from the world. At this moment, she was looking at Sion with a seemingly blank expression.