Chapter 117 Seduce a Good Family’s Husband and Wife? (Two-in-one)
City of Knowledge, Lokiia.
Constantine District.
Lokiia, known as the City of Arcane and the City of Knowledge, is a standard neutral city. A large number of Supernatural Research Organizations, including the Black Tower, have established their headquarters here.
Lokiia is divided into different districts based on various research factions. The Constantine District is the territory of the Steam School, named after Constantine, the first Legendary Mechanist of the Western Continent.
Shaya strolled through the streets of the Constantine District.
Unlike the grand, solemn style of the Imperial Capital, the architectural style of the Constantine District is largely innovative.
In addition to common buildings, mechanical shops symbolized by gears and furnace cores can be seen from time to time.
Here, machinery is not just a novelty for supernaturals and the powerful, but has been practically popularized in the lives of ordinary people.
A considerable number of carriages have been replaced by Magic-powered Mechanical Vehicles traveling on the wide streets, and even the main roads have permanently illuminated streetlights.
Aerora’s faint voice sounded beside Shaya, “So Solun, she asked you to meet her here?”
Solun is the real name of the Saintess of Dawn.
Aerora usually appears without makeup, but today she has rarely put on light makeup, and even her clothes have been carefully chosen, selecting a dark evening gown that is the most popular in the Imperial Capital.
At this moment, she no longer possesses the murderous aura of being ranked first in military mission points, but instead fits the identity of the Little Princess of the Winter Flower Family.
Moreover, instead of her usual habit of staying half a step behind Shaya, Aerora today has taken the initiative to link Shaya’s arm in a rather assertive manner.
Like a peacock declaring its territory in front of a rival.
“Tianhuo Avenue, No. 301, Third Mechanical, it is indeed here.”
Shaya glanced at the street number, and felt the faint fragrance of the girl holding his arm beside him, experiencing both pain and pleasure.
The pain was because, a few evenings ago, he was caught off guard and apprehended during a magic communication with Solun, the Saintess of Dawn.
For the past two days, he has been under the deathly gaze of someone who has overturned a vinegar jar.
The pleasure was because the jealous Little Ai is really cute, and has sent him quite a few benefits in the past two days.
Tsundere characters, as expected, need internal competition to stimulate their potential.
Shaya gave a thumbs-up in his heart.
Meow~
A white cat on Shaya’s shoulder meowed weakly.
As Sylvia’s mental manifestation, she now somewhat regrets it.
Although as a familiar, she can indeed have all sorts of intimate contact with Brother Shaya without any scruples. She has been intimate with him countless times these past few days, and even heard Brother Shaya confess his feelings to her firsthand.
However, this also means that the control is entirely in Shaya’s hands. He can pet her, hug her, and knead her as he pleases.
Moreover, the most crucial point is that as a familiar accompanying Shaya, she has heard many of Brother Shaya’s little secrets… but she also has to witness Brother Shaya being intimate and affectionate with other women, while she can only watch from the side.
See, she feels like she has become a lemon person, no, a lemon cat, emanating sourness all over… If she doesn’t watch, she feels restless and itching.
Original body, when will you finish those things and come from the White Tower?
If you don’t come soon, your Brother Shaya will be completely eaten up by other bad women.
…
Shaya and Aerora once lived in this city called Lokiia for nearly two years.
Although Shaya spent most of his time studying in the Pocket Dimension of the Black Tower’s Headquarters after being accepted as a disciple by Heiser, one of the Black Tower’s Eight Pages, “Eternal Page.”
However, as a modern transmigrator, Shaya often took Little Ai to the steam machinery shops in the Constantine District in his spare time, dreaming of being able to pilot giant Battle Mechs in the future.
Although several years have passed, the Constantine District is still relatively familiar to both Shaya and Aerora.
Soon, their footsteps stopped in front of a large mechanical manufacturing plant.
Shaya pushed open the door and entered.
His gaze swept around.
Then, in the lounge area of the large mechanical hall, filled with mechanical apprentices, he found that slender black-haired figure wearing a baseball cap with the brim pulled very low.
“Long time no see, I thought you wouldn’t come in person.”
Shaya greeted her and sat down opposite the black-haired figure with Little Ai.
“It’s been five years since we last met. It’s a rare opportunity, so I had to come and see you.”
The melodious voice of Solun, the Saintess of Dawn, came through her mask, sounding somewhat muffled.
Looking at the beautiful girl in front of him, who was heavily disguised with a baseball cap and mask, a scarf wrapped around her neck, completely concealing her appearance except for her beautiful eyes, Shaya couldn’t help but say sympathetically.
“It must not be easy to go out disguised like this.”
Although her appearance was a bit strange, Shaya could completely understand why Solun did this.
The identity of the Saintess of Dawn is very special.
Other powerful individuals, even Legendary Beast Tamers or leaders of major forces, have their fame confined to their own circles of supernaturals.
For ordinary people who have not stepped into the realm of the supernatural, they are not qualified to inquire about such secret information. Unless someone deliberately inquires, no one on the street would know that the person beside them is actually a Legend.
But as the Saintess of Dawn, Solun is a symbolic figure of the entire Holy Court, and even the entire Holy Divine Kingdom.
As the face of the church, she frequently appears in public settings like grand ceremonies.
The Dawn Holy See is the most influential religious organization on the entire Western Continent, with believers not limited to the Holy Divine Kingdom, but including almost all territories of the Order Faction.
Therefore, Solun can be considered a thorough superstar on the Western Continent today, with popularity and prestige second only to the High Priest of the Dawn Holy See. Even Isadorella cannot compare.
After all, although Isadorella, as the Second Princess of the Freista Empire, is quite popular among the people, she has not yet truly ascended the throne. Most people outside the empire do not pay much attention to a princess who has not yet ascended the throne, while the followers of the Dawn Holy See are spread across the entire Western Continent.
Although the atmosphere of faith in Lokiia is not strong… if Solun’s true face were revealed, it would undoubtedly cause a great commotion among those Dawn believers.
It has a similar sense of déjà vu to celebrities in his previous life disguising themselves and hiding in fear of paparazzi.
“It’s alright. I’m also a Mechanist. I’ve been running to Lokiia quite a bit over the years to keep up with the latest progress of the Steam School, so I’m already used to it.”
“Of course, it’s fine if you think I’m working hard too.”
The beautiful eyes of the Saintess of Dawn curved slightly, and her voice lowered a bit.
“The Saintess of Dawn, admired by all people, crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, overcoming countless hardships, just to secretly meet you, sneaking away from fans…”
“How about it, did you feel a moment of heart flutter?”
As she spoke, Solun pushed two glasses with straws towards Shaya and Aerora. The dark brown liquid in the glasses was bubbling vigorously.
“Here, the happy water you’ve always dreamed of.”
“The flavor was adjusted with Alchemy, and the carbonation is done by Magic-powered Mechanicals. It’s made to your taste, specifically with the taste of Coke, not Pepsi.”
…
“Honestly, if you hadn’t said it yourself, I might have felt a little heart flutter.”
“However, the current environment makes me hesitant to feel anything.”
Shaya glanced at the black-haired girl in front of him. Her chestnut eyes were somewhat hazy under the cover of her dark hair, making them difficult to discern.
He shifted his gaze back to the three glasses of “fat house happy water” on the table. “You didn’t secretly put any unspeakable secret medicine in these, did you?”
In the eyes of outsiders, as the symbol of the Dawn Holy See, the Saintess of Dawn is naturally pure and holy, a perfect incarnation with an angelic halo wherever she goes.
To this, Shaya’s evaluation is: do not believe rumors, do not spread rumors.
Although Solun presents a flawless saintly appearance to the world and the public, only Shaya knows that it is all a pretense created by Solun, and she is a complete darkness within.
A pure wicked woman.
If she were a truly virtuous saint, would she offer to help him train a former God’s Chosen into a plush toy?
Given Shaya’s understanding of Solun’s manipulative nature, it wouldn’t be impossible for her to do something like putting computer parts in a drink to seduce a respectable man.
“So that’s how you see me, Shaya? You’ve really made me a little sad.”
The black-haired saint showed a tearful expression and lowered her head to take a sip of her drink with the straw.
“Little Ai is here too. No matter how much of a beast I am, I wouldn’t do such a thing in front of Little Ai.”
“However…”
Solun paused for a moment.
She stood up, leaned close to Shaya’s ear, and whispered in a voice only they could hear, “I actually brought the kind of medicine you just mentioned.”
“I’ve already booked a suite at the Golden Osmanthus Grand Hotel.”
“If you want, Shaya, I’ll be waiting for you at room 903 of the Golden Osmanthus Grand Hotel at nine o’clock tonight…”
Hiss—
Shaya took a deep breath.
This bad woman’s purity is getting higher and higher.
He had to admit, he was a little tempted.
After all, they were all fish in his own pond. Little Ai still needed some time to brew, and a perfect night was needed for the important matters. As for Sylvia, he was worried about his own insufficient strength and being suppressed. However, there were not so many restrictions with the Saintess.
A bad woman like Solun, who likes to seduce respectable young men, precisely needs a righteous partner like himself to teach her a stern lesson, so that she can repent and turn from evil to good, and walk on the right path.
But soon.
Shaya was pulled back to reality by the icy gaze beside him, which seemed like he was about to be killed.
Not only Little Ai, who had transformed from a little angel into an angel of death, but even the white cat looked at him strangely.
Is this helping your Beast Tamer catch you cheating?
“Cough.”
Shaya coughed and cleared his throat.
“We’ve strayed too far from casual chat. Let’s get back to business.”
“How’s the progress on my Mechanical Seed and those two sets of Mechanical Combination Arrays?”
“They’ve all been completed.”
Solun’s voice was still melodious, her chestnut eyes gazing at Shaya, showing no sign of wavering due to Shaya’s rejection.
“Your ideas are very advanced and the difficulty is very high.”
“Even several Titled Mechanist Beast Tamers couldn’t complete it. In the end, I had to ask the current president of the Steam School, that Legendary Mechanist, to help complete it in the name of the Saintess of Dawn.”
“The employment fee for a Legendary Mechanist…”
Shaya frowned slightly.
He was very wealthy now, not just from the big windfall in the Historical Echo.
Isadorella was currently receiving a lot of support in the Empire, and he, as the number one figure in the Second Princess’s faction, also saw his net worth rise accordingly. Many high-ranking nobles who had chosen to remain neutral during the conflicts between the Borgia Family and the Royal Family were now openly declaring their allegiance.
As fence-sitters, they felt embarrassed to directly bow to the Iron-Blooded Princess Isadorella, so they all turned to Shaya to show their goodwill.
Coupled with the entry of the White Tower, and the invisible benefits it brought to his commercial ventures…
Shaya’s current total wealth is astonishing, a stark contrast to his poverty more than a year ago. He could even afford to hire a dozen Titled Beast Tamers at once.
But Legends were different, especially Legendary Mechanists. Just as alchemists were more valuable than warriors of the same rank in the fantasy novels of his previous life, the hiring value of a Mechanist or Alchemist at the Legend level was almost immeasurable.
Shaya was unsure if his wealth could meet their asking price.
“Although I would like to take this opportunity to have you owe me another favor.”
“However, the President of the Steam School said that your ideas were very advanced and inspired him greatly. You only need to pay for the materials, and there will be no additional fees.”
“What you need is stored in the Seventh Production Room. You can go and get it directly.”
As if sensing what Shaya was thinking, a low laugh came from beneath Solun’s mask.
“The Steam President is truly a good person.”
Shaya nodded.
He knew that Solun, as the Saintess of Dawn, was also a wealthy woman no less than Sylvia, the President of the White Tower.
But borrowing money from such a bad woman made him afraid that he would be taken advantage of someday.
Speaking of which, he had quite a few rich women around him, didn’t he…
Solun, Sylvia, and Isadorella… His teacher, as an Eternal Page of the Black Tower, must have accumulated wealth over a long period, and her net worth should also be incredibly high.
Unfortunately, he was a man who liked to eat steamed buns while pretending.
Shaya sighed inwardly, stood up, and walked towards the Seventh Production Room.
“Little Ai, you wait here for me. I’ll go to the production room.”
As he walked, Shaya’s heart filled with a sense of anticipation, and his footsteps became lighter.
This was a plan he had envisioned countless times since his transmigration.
The dream fragments Shaya displayed in Diris’s “Dream Creation” were not entirely complete, nor were they entirely illusory.
It was just that in the past, Shaya’s rank was insufficient and his funds were lacking, so some plans and ideas could only remain in imagination.
Now, Shaya’s rank had reached Five Rings, and he could be called a Beast Taming Grandmaster.
His funds were now in place, sufficient to support the complete plan.
So—
The grand vision of Magic-powered Mechanicals in his dream.
At this very moment, a part of it was finally about to become a reality.
