NOVEL NEXT chapter 26
Chapter 26: The Adults, Bad Women Are Not Used That Way
Living as a person, losing money is the most painful thing.
“Absolutely not, Prince Koni, I’m afraid it’s a major setback for my family. Just recently, a temporary leader appeared…”
Old Pika told Koni everything, especially the tragic death of his family members.
Koni, the black ice dragon-blooded, holds a high position and is a member of the main bloodline. His parents are both A-level strong individuals, and they are very protective of him.
Few dare to offend Koni, both internally and externally.
Koni has a peculiar habit – he is fond of enjoying women who have been injured in special ways, especially those who have been hurt by evil monsters exiled to the wilderness.
These monsters’ injuries, even if they have healed, will leave a unique aura.
The Pika family has been busy with this matter, occasionally letting beautiful women from the impoverished district “unfortunately” disappear to Koni’s bed.
If the impoverished district doesn’t have good-quality women, they will buy slave girls from outside and forcibly inflict injuries on them.
To prevent the news from spreading, everything is handled discreetly, almost like disposable goods.
The Pika family’s biggest expense is buying new maids on a regular basis, using luxurious compensation to hire beautiful women from outside to work as maids, actually providing a reserve for Koni.
“That’s the feast I had reserved?”
Knowing the circumstances, Koni’s gaze darkened.
“Yes, I’m old and unable to continue serving the prince, but my son has just taken over, only to die at the hands of others…”
Old Pika covered his face and wept.
Koni patted the old man’s shoulder and said:
“I will help you rebuild your family and avenge your family. This is my recognition of your family’s loyalty over the years.”
“But… that leader is also a dragon-blooded, and dragon-blooded are forbidden from killing each other. How can I let the prince take on such a risk?”
“Dragon-blooded are not all the same, and not all dragon-blooded can be compared to me.
Besides, if one dragon-blooded dies, it can’t be just an accident?”
Koni stood up, turning his back to the window.
An old butler with near-A-level strength appeared, waiting for the master’s instructions.
“Roderick, come with me to Xile City. Our vacation plans have been advanced this year.”
Xile City.
In a few days of sleep, Summeria and the others who shared her bed almost merged into one, and the rest of the forbidden ones were the same.
Chu Yan used this excuse to knock on the doors of his female cellmates, informing them to rest well over the next few days.
Of course, it was just a knock on the door, speaking a few words through it to them.
Chu Yan inexplicably felt like a dormitory supervisor…
Meanwhile, during these days, Chu Yan also went to the slums, organizing the relocation work, having them move their dwellings outside the city gates, on the land closer to the inland, to rebuild their humble abodes.
This task met no resistance, the Dead Sea’s minor inability occasionally stirred, but dared not speak out.
The tragic end of the Pico family was vivid in memory, and even though Chu Yan had a solid alibi, the nobles still felt it was related to him.
This was a blame Chu Yan did not wish to carry, yet he found the nobility had become much more docile because of it, almost making it seem worthwhile to bear.
And on the desolate beaches by the sea, one could faintly hear beautiful and strange singing.
According to intelligence, this was a sign of the siren Sirens’ presence.
The singing held an enchanting magic, not to be listened to for too long, making the slums’ reliance on the Dead Sea’s armed forces to clear out the riffraff very dangerous.
“The moon has grown larger, the magic in the air has indeed become sticky and abundant…”
Chu Yan inexplicably recalled the humid, hard-to-disperse fog of his past life’s return to the south, where undergarments remained damp.
It was probably a similar feeling.
And in the night sky, the moon, once the size of a bottle cap, had grown immense, as if it were about to crash down, with the pockmarked patterns on the planet’s surface faintly visible.
At the edge of the moonlight, a hint of crimson color emerged.
Perhaps in a while, it would completely turn into the blood moon mentioned in the journals, ominous and seductive.
“Is this the magic tide induced by the special lunar phase… Time to wake them up.”
The dormitory supervisor lord returned to the castle, first knocking on Janet’s door, hoping she would help rouse the others.
But after Janet opened the door, she dove back into bed, her messy, lazy hair covering her seductive face.
“Little lord, are you here to offer your pillow… Come on up.”
Chu Yan really wanted to remind her, as a bare sleeper, to pay attention to her image, at least to put on the most basic two pieces of equipment.
So white, so perky!
“Stop sleeping, it’s time to get up, help me call the others, you have easier access to their rooms.”
Janet waved her hand, indicating the little lord could leave, struggling on the pillow:
“I need to catch some more sleep… You go and have someone else call me.”
“Then I’d have to dare to enter someone else’s room!”
Chu Yan gave up, but still resignedly knocked on each door, not to mention whether he could really anyone wake up, first to fulfill his duty.
He finally returned to his own bedroom, flinging off the covers to reveal a peacefully sleeping beauty knight.
He was much more familiar with Shanoa, Chu Yan directly picked her up, the woman who was lying down a second ago, was forcibly standing the next.
But this “forced startup” failed, Shanoa stumbled forward in a daze, fortunately, Chu Yan caught her in time.
Looking at Summeria slumbering on his shoulder, Chu Yan felt the profound impact of this celestial phenomenon on them.
But why didn’t he feel anything?
At most, he was a bit uncomfortable being in this magical environment, like wearing damp underwear while walking.
The nobles didn’t seem to be affected in the least, only marveling at this rare weather.
Was it only the taboo power that was affected?
As Summeria’s machine failed to start, she wanted to lean against Chu Yan and fall back onto the bed, but he halted her like stopping a river, warning her in a menacing tone:
“Summeria, if you don’t wake up, I’ll take advantage of you, like a baby sucking on you.”
“Okay… let me sleep for a bit, don’t keep track of it.”
“?!”
Summeria, weak and powerless, somehow summoned the strength to wrap her arms around Chu Yan’s head and press it into her bosom, taking advantage of his rigid and astonished expression to lean back onto the soft bed.
“Although I appreciate your straightforwardness when you’re drunk, it’s time to get up.”
“… Shut up, or I’ll remember this for ten days.”
In her dazed subconscious, Summeria cradled her soft and pliable body and shoved it into his mouth, blocking Chu Yan’s mouth.
Chapter 25: Occupying Desire (slightly)
Under Chu Yan’s harassment, the full-figured female knight finally woke up, her mental state hazy and unclear.
Summeria opened her eyes, feeling the subtle touch of her skin being sucked into the whirlpool, and lifted her head to look at the person in front of her…
Am I still asleep?
“Chu Yan, are you planning to sleep on the floor tonight?”
Chu Yan saw her wake up, feeling relieved but also sweaty, her reaction clearly forgetting her previous drunken state.
“It was you who made me do this, and you said you wouldn’t remember it!”
This matter was either big or small, Chu Yan quickly described the situation at the time in vivid detail, Summeria listening with suspicion but also with a hint of memory.
Faint memories swirled in her consciousness like a tidal wave.
Chu Yan’s voice was very loud at the time, and she seemed to have “muzzled” him with something in anger.
Awkward…
She had somehow done such a thing!
This overly intimate situation was like cold water poured over Summeria’s head, making her clear-headed. However, she chose to continue pretending to be drunk.
“I don’t remember, let’s just consider it an accident. What’s the current situation?”
“Look at the window.”
Chu Yan used the most straightforward method to let her understand the present situation.
Whoa…
He drew the curtains aside, as if unveiling the stage curtain, and a blinding white light flooded the room, with a massive moon filling the window view.
Immense, glaring, oppressive, ghastly pale…
In a daze, Shanoa felt as if a monster was perched by the window, peering in with wide eyes at the two inside.
“Is this the Blood Moon phenomenon? How are Janet and the others?”
“About two hours ago, they were just like you, clinging to their beds, refusing to get up. Now, I have no idea; they might still be asleep.”
Shanoa closed the curtains, took a sip of tea, and mused:
“Are you saying you’ve been nagging me for two hours?”
“…Is that the point of focus here?”
Chu Yan, still feeling guilty, couldn’t bring himself to meet the scrutinizing gaze of the woman.
The two straightened their clothes and went downstairs together to check the situation.
There was no movement on the second floor; after the abnormal celestial event, the clergy nuns seemed oblivious, each shut away in their own rooms.