Askari's Ghostly Idea

"Roland?"

Meluria's eyes lit up when she saw the figure suddenly appear before her, and her clear voice rang out.

Then she saw Askari standing gracefully beside him, and her pretty face froze slightly. Askari's face gave her a sense of familiarity, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

Narrowing her eyes, Meluria faced Roland like an old friend she had not seen in years and teased, "After all these years, you finally came over. I thought you'd forgotten about me, your friend!"

"The young lady beside you must be your wife. What a beautiful woman."

Meluria looked at Askari's pretty face.

So this is the Saiyan queen from another universe. She really is unfathomable.

No wonder Roland could never forget her.

Meluria could not see through Askari. The other woman was clearly standing right in front of her, yet her entire body seemed shrouded in a layer of mist, her aura hidden and unrevealed, impossible to read.

Wife?

Roland froze at Meluria's words, unsure whether to laugh or cry. He looked toward Askari and found that she was also staring blankly.

He immediately realized that Meluria had misunderstood the relationship between him and Askari. Fair enough. He and Askari had come over with a child, and judging by appearances alone, it really was easy to misunderstand. Roland said, "Meluria, you've got it wrong. My wife didn't come with me."

"She isn't your wife? But look, you even have a child."

Meluria's elegant brows furrowed slightly.

Roland laughed loudly. "Of course not. Let me introduce her. This is my daughter—Askari, the Saiyan princess of Universe 7. The child she's holding has nothing to do with me either, but she does have something to do with you. She's your older sister's daughter."

"Hello, my name is Askari."

Askari puffed out