Chapter 137: Sylvia, why did it become like this?
The two slept until the next day.
Shaya woke up bathed in the sunlight of early morning.
The messy traces on the bedding were still clearly visible.
Little Ai had gotten out of bed half an hour before him.
This girl was too thin-skinned. Although she had reluctantly let go a bit last night due to his initiative, now that she woke up, shy emotions immediately regained the upper hand. She used the excuse of preparing breakfast to sneak away.
This most luxurious high-class hotel in all of Lokiia naturally provided meals, but Little Ai insisted on buying ingredients herself to make breakfast for the two of them, claiming that outside food was unhealthy, made with gutter oil, and that homemade was safer. For some reason, this excuse sounded so familiar.
Shaya naturally wanted to linger a bit longer. As they pulled and tugged, he discovered a fact that made men weep and women sigh.
Her resonance with the Holy Spear had further improved.
Under the feedback from the Soul Pact, her rank… seemed to have also broken through to the Sixth Ring.
“Your husband fought tooth and nail in the Historical Echo to break through to the Sixth Ring, and you were caught up just like that?”
Oh, on second thought, he was actually the laziest one, rarely cultivating except when developing abilities.
On the contrary, Little Ai spent most of her time either in the meditation room or on missions for the military… never mind then.
“I forgive you, who wouldn’t forgive their own little wife?”
Shaya stretched, feeling refreshed.
All along, he felt like he was playing a long-term beautiful girl raising game.
When Shaya was still living in Northern Ceylon as a child, he immediately recognized Little Ai’s potential as a future beauty.
So he painstakingly worked on increasing her affection, using head pats and grilled fish one after another… even during the most difficult and perilous times in Ceylon, he never abandoned her.
In the end, he managed to raise her affection to the maximum level.
He gained a beautiful girl who belonged only to him.
And now, his little wife, whom he had raised since childhood, was finally starting to return some interest.
Although the final step had not yet been taken, as the saying goes, where there is one, there will be another.
Now that Little Ai was willing to take the initiative to overcome her tsundere and awkward personality to get intimate with him, his frequency of passion would undoubtedly increase significantly later on.
“Hmm… it’s only a few months until Little Ai comes of age.”
“When the time comes, as long as we arrange a grand and magnificent wedding and then build up the atmosphere, I can have her that very night.”
Shaya finished brushing his teeth and washing up in the luxurious suite’s bathroom.
Then, he sat on the lounge chair, reading the newspaper while fantasizing about his future of sexual bliss.
“However, before that, I need to correct this flawed history.”
Shaya’s mental power stirred slightly as he scanned the newspaper.
The Arcane City was neutral and diverse.
Therefore, the newspapers published within the Arcane City were relatively objective, mostly commenting from an observer’s perspective.
However, even so.
In the newspapers, almost all evaluations of Freista Empire, now known as the Crimson Empire, were negative.
This was once a prosperous and thriving nation.
But ultimately, because of the obsession of that immortal King, the entire nation became increasingly twisted.
This was the opinion of the vast majority of people in the current order faction.
An ideal king should be rational and pure, not wavering due to personal emotions… but this former King of Knights, now Empress, had taken the opposite path.
And under her influence, the former Holy City of Camelot had also become stagnant.
In the world that was now being rewritten, the Eight Great Oathbound Families were no longer vying for the throne. After all, the heads of these Oathbound Families, as long as they weren’t crazy, knew that they couldn’t possibly defeat a throne that had survived since the old era…
However, constant rule also meant stagnation and a lack of progress.
Of course, as long as the monarch was wise enough to lead the empire forward with the power of centralization, none of this would be a problem… but clearly, the current Empress had long since lost interest in such matters.
“This won’t do.”
“I planned to hold the wedding at the Grand Cathedral in the Imperial Capital. The empire is in such a state now, it’s impossible.”
“And, although I really want to be a Prince of the Empire.”
“What I want is not an Empress who could be erased from existence by the corrective force of history at any moment…”
“But a healthy Princess who can accompany me in realizing our ideals and ambitions.”
Shaya uttered his own muttering.
Although it was unintentional, and he had no idea in the Historical Echo that Artorius was the transcendent disguise of that Second Princess.
But putting himself in her shoes, he could understand how profound and heartbreaking her feelings must be if she were Isadorella.
And since it was a debt of love across time that he had incurred again, he naturally had to take responsibility.
Not to mention that he already had some favorable impression of that Princess.
The particular preference for white hair and red eyes common among the locals was only a part of it. Although Shaya was lustful, he was never the type to let his lower head affect his important decisions.
Furthermore, through his interactions in the Real Timeline and the Historical Echo timeline over the years—
Shaya had already discovered that in this era, compared to forces like the Holy See and the Alliance of Lieges, Isadorella was indeed a more outstanding monarch.
Many of her ideas and concepts were ahead of her time and social class. If one wanted to gradually project that ideal land from dreams into reality, she would be the best choice.
If not for this, he would not have accepted her invitation to become that Sword Holder, nor would he have stood on the side of the King of Knights in the Historical Echo.
Although it was said that a man’s knees were made of gold, it was time to cash in. But who he cashed in with was his choice.
Meow—
A soft meow came from the window.
Shaya stopped thinking and turned his head to look, seeing only a white cat lying on the windowsill, looking at him pitifully.
It tilted its body slightly, revealing a posture that wanted to be petted and hugged.
For some reason, even though Sylvia herself had arrived, this white cat had not been put back into her Soul Pact Space. Instead, it often stuck close to him.
And he didn’t know if it was an illusion, but Shaya clearly saw two large dark circles on the white cat’s face.
It looked as if it hadn’t slept well the whole day yesterday.
“Excuse me, did Little Ai and I disturb you last night?”
Shaya gently stroked the white cat’s little head with some apology, then held the expectant white cat in his arms.
Although he had specifically activated a soundproofing barrier, since this white cat was Sylvia’s familiar and likely of not low rank, combined with the fact that familiars’ senses were far sharper than humans, it might have still heard something through the soundproofing barrier.
But there was nothing he could do about it, who could blame Little Ai for being so alluring when she took the initiative for the first time yesterday.
“And your master…”
Shaya said softly while petting the cat.
“I really want to see what Sylvia looks like when she wears a pure white wedding dress and becomes my bride.”
“She must be very beautiful.”
Shaya’s voice seemed distant, and even the white cat, hearing his words, softened.
Wearing a wedding dress… what would she look like when she became Brother Shaya’s bride?
In the adjacent suite.
The silver witch lay on her bed, her pure silver beautiful eyes shimmering.
She hugged her pillow, which had taken the form of a young man with the radiance of twilight, and rolled over, wrapping herself in the blanket.
However, before Sylvia could savor the joy rippling in her heart, in the next moment, her body stiffened as Shaya spoke again.
“Little Ai, Solun, Xi Bao, Your Royal Highness… Oh, and I don’t know if I’ll have a chance to become a Master-Disciple Reversal…”
“I wonder if the grand hall in the Imperial Capital can accommodate this many brides.”
Meow—
The white cat angrily bit at Shaya.
But it was reluctant to bite just as it was about to, so it finally stuck out its tongue and gently licked Shaya’s cheek.
…
Tap tap—
The door was knocked.
Sylvia, who was lying on the bed hugging her pillow in a daze, finally put away her unfocused expression and coughed lightly.
She got up from the bed, went to the door, and opened it.
The blonde girl was standing at the door. Seeing Sylvia appear, she handed over one of the three bento boxes she was holding.
“Tower Master, your breakfast.”
Aerora naturally knew about the relationship between Sylvia and Shaya, so she prepared an extra portion when making breakfast.
As for the third bento box, it was originally for Solun. Now that the Saintess of Dawn had returned to the Holy See, it became available.
“Thank you.”
Sylvia nodded gracefully and took the bento box containing a sandwich.
Although she had been a jealous cat looking at the girl in front of her all night yesterday, she still had to maintain the elegance and composure of the White Tower Master when facing a love rival.
Perhaps Brother Shaya liked older women?
But then, Sylvia’s gaze suddenly froze.
Her eyes fell on Aerora’s other hand.
More accurately, on the vial of alchemical potion held in that hand.
This seemed to be something she had bought at an alchemical potion store on her way to prepare breakfast earlier. The headquarters of the Black Tower was located in Lokiia, and many rare potions could be bought here.
On the label of the alchemical potion bottle, ancient characters were clearly printed.
Although somewhat obscure, with her knowledge as a Throne, Sylvia still identified the efficacy of the alchemical potion.
“Safe Secret Medicine”
This was a nonsensical name, but its function was quite simple and clear—
Contraception.
“Then, Tower Master Sylvia, I’ll be returning to my room now.”
The blonde girl politely bid farewell and turned to leave. Soon after, the sound of a lock being opened could be heard from the adjacent room.
Only the white-haired witch was left, stunned and dishevelled in the wind.
Last night, she was in the next room, and she wanted to peek, but every time she peeked halfway, she would shyly withdraw her mental power… In the end, she only heard sounds all night through the soundproofing barrier.
“It was I who took Brother Shaya’s first kiss, and according to the timeline, I was the one who met Brother Shaya first.”
Sylvia’s eyes lost their luster.
“But, why, why did it become like this?”
