Chapter 138: I’m Surrounded by Barbarian Women
Two bento boxes were opened on the wooden table.
Aerora’s breakfast for Shaya today was egg crepes with winter melon and pork rib soup.
This kind of specialty dish did not originally exist on the Western Continent. It was only because Aerora knew Shaya liked it that she specifically learned these unique recipes from Shaya’s hometown.
She still had no idea where these so-called hometown dishes Shaya mentioned originated from.
“How does it taste?”
Aerora did not start eating herself. Instead, she sat by the table, watching Shaya take a big bite of the egg crepe.
“I know you don’t like cucumber, so I replaced the shredded cucumber in the crepe with lettuce. I also changed the seasoning to your preferred salty flavor.”
“Brother really likes this heavy flavor. You’re the perfect magical little chef!”
Shaya gave a thumbs-up while eating, “Please make me miso soup every morning from now on.”
The blonde maiden tilted her head, her light golden hair falling to the edge of the table.
Having followed Shaya for so long, she had long been accustomed to Shaya’s occasional nonsensical vocabulary and could even keep up with most of his jokes.
For instance, she understood the hidden meaning in Shaya’s words, which was essentially a different way of saying, “Will you marry me?”
She blinked her clear blue beautiful eyes and nodded, “Okay.”
She didn’t blush and run away?
It seemed that everything that happened last night had truly made this girl grow.
Now, it was Shaya who was a little unaccustomed to it.
*On the Cuteness of an Accomplished Tsundere Who Has Lost Her “Tsun” and Only Retains Her “Dere”*.
He finished the egg crepe in his hand in a few bites, drank the winter melon and pork rib soup with a spoon, and watched Little Ai silently take a bottle of alchemical potion from her handbag.
“What are you buying this for?”
Shaya naturally recognized this item that was written as “safety potion” but read as “contraceptive,” and he couldn’t help but ask.
“Just a little safety measure.”
Aerora unscrewed the cap without changing her expression.
Just as she was about to drink it, she heard Shaya’s voice and stopped, looking at him.
She suddenly recalled Shaya’s delirious ramblings in her treasured memory crystals during his sleep, where he had said, “Little Ai, we’re going to have a football team.”
Perhaps that wasn’t just a delirious dream but a genuine thought?
However… a football team’s worth of children was a bit too much…
The blonde maiden hesitated for a rare moment before leaning closer to Shaya.
She was well aware of Shaya’s background.
Although they were both the last survivors of Ceylon in the Northern Territory, she, as the only daughter of the Ingrit family, “Flower of Winter,” had lived a relatively good life before the great fire that destroyed Ceylon.
As the daughter of the Count of Winter, even if she couldn’t enjoy wealth and status in such a remote place as Ceylon, she had at least been free from want since birth, had a complete family, and enjoyed her parents’ love.
But Shaya was different.
He had been an orphan since he could remember. The old hunter in the north had only taught him for a few years before passing away.
From a very young age, until he met Aerora, Shaya had always been alone.
Although Shaya never actively revealed it… such a bleak childhood might have made him unusually obsessed with family.
Thinking this, Aerora spoke softly, “If you really want it… it’s not impossible.”
“Maiden, you’re thinking about it the wrong way.”
“I’m only eighteen, I’m not so desperate that I’m like Captain Whitebeard.”
Shaya knew at a glance that this girl’s thoughts had strayed somewhere, and he interrupted.
“Besides, I don’t have any excess extraordinary characteristics that I need to expel urgently to prevent losing control… offspring, let’s talk about it after we’ve both broken through to Legend, or even Throne.”
He rubbed his forehead helplessly, “I meant something else.”
“What if, perhaps, those things we did last night, actually wouldn’t hit the bullseye, and wouldn’t result in any offspring?”
A blush that was difficult to conceal instantly appeared on the blonde maiden’s icy-cold cute face.
After a long moment, she spoke with feigned composure, “I’ve read in many books that as long as the fluid replenishment is completed, it’s very likely to result in pregnancy.”
“We exchanged fluids several times last night…”
“What kind of amazing little magazines have you been reading?”
Shaya couldn’t help but rub his forehead again.
“Although procreation does involve fluid exchange, it has to be replenished in the right place. Just using the mouth isn’t enough.”
He touched his little wife’s black-stockinged thigh and spoke softly near the blonde maiden’s reddened ear.
“Actually, there’s another more common safety measure. Should we find an opportunity to try it…”
*Swish*.
Suddenly, space shattered.
Using the Sands of Time cluster in his Spiritual Ocean, which shone like a star sea, Shaya clearly sensed that the river of time around this area flickered for an instant before returning to reality.
Following that.
A letter, laden with brilliant starlight, appeared silently in the void before Shaya.
Another letter?
Shaya was slightly taken aback.
This method of delivering letters was somewhat familiar to Shaya. It seemed to be via the Astral Realm, similar to his teacher’s familiars.
However, compared to his Golden Elf teacher’s Star Forging Beast, which could ignore world barriers and freely travel between the Spirit World, Astral Realm, and Prime Material Plane, this sender’s method was much more clumsy. Even with Shaya’s current Status, he could discern some clues.
Being able to freely pass through the Astral Realm should mean they were a Legend, but judging by the skill level, they were likely just an ordinary Legend…
Just as Shaya made this judgment, the radiance of the Holy Spear suddenly flashed.
A colossal mystery, accompanied by a sharp and cold spear aura, the pure silver lance light pierced through the dimensional boundaries, instantly penetrating both the Astral Realm and the Material Plane.
*Squelch*.
This was the sound of an adamantine point piercing flesh.
A muffled groan came from the depths of the Astral Realm. They clearly hadn’t expected Aerora, whose power had only just broken through to the Sixth Ring, to unleash such a powerful attack.
Under the enhancement of the Holy Spear, she could actually injure a Legend like himself.
And it was precisely this momentary pause caused by the injury due to carelessness.
In the Next Moment.
A dusky yellow halo diffused outwards.
The solidified twilight froze more than half of the sky, and even the cracks seeping out from the void.
Shaya heard again, Sylvia’s ancient chant, like the clashing of steel and bronze.
The clear maiden’s voice echoed in the stagnant world.
That word meant: “Annihilation.”
A hundred-thousandth of a second later, the twilight halo shattered.
Through the temporarily weakened barrier between the Astral Realm and the Material Plane here, Shaya heard a shrill scream suddenly erupt from the illusory depths of the Astral Realm.
A few breaths later, the thinned world barrier solidified and thickened again, and the illusory Astral Realm disappeared.
As the world barrier healed once more, the white-robed witch quietly materialized in the room, standing gracefully beside Shaya.
Sylvia looked out the window with her clear silver beautiful eyes, as if she had transcended both realms and looked directly into the distant Astral Realm.
Light golden script appeared in mid-air.
“The visitor was an ordinary Legend. I have already stripped him of all vitality with a Word of Power. Under normal circumstances, he would die within ten minutes.”
“However, later, another ancient demigod from the depths of the Astral Realm intervened and took the deceased away. Perhaps they have some means to re-inject vitality into the corpse and revive it.”
Sylvia’s delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.
“The later demigod felt very ancient, possibly an old remnant from the previous era.”
“But regardless, at least within ten years, that person will not be able to recover to Legend-level combat power.”
So, in just a few breaths, you two crippled a Legend?
The combat power of my elder wife and little wife is a little off the charts…
Shaya couldn’t help but wipe his sweat.
“I feel like… the other party didn’t seem to have much hostility, other than peeking at me from across the Astral Realm for a while.”
“Perhaps, he was really just a messenger…”
“Merely peeking without revealing his true form is already an expression of malice.”
“If the other party hadn’t shown murderous intent earlier, his corpse would have already been turned to dust in the Astral Realm.”
Light golden script appeared.
Sylvia’s gaze remained fixed in the direction of the Astral Realm, her clear silver beautiful eyes still icy cold.
She had been eavesdropping on the next room through the wall since early this morning.
And upon seeing the safety potion in Aerora’s hand, she had already gritted her teeth in anger.
Although she later learned through eavesdropping that Little Ai was just ignorant of physiology and had caused a misunderstanding, her dissatisfaction from being a jealous cat for a day and a night had nowhere to go.
Coincidentally… someone happened to be peeking at Shaya-ge from across the Astral Realm, and this unlucky guy directly became the target of her venting her displeasure.
Shaya felt a little ashamed.
He himself preferred to plan before acting and was not very enthusiastic about fighting. Extracting intelligence from enemies through pretense, seizing benefits… even infiltrating enemy ranks and betraying them from within were routine matters.
But he found that most of the women around him, although different in their own ways, were all the complete “barbarian woman” type, the embodiment of pure violent aesthetics.
Little Ai, of course, didn’t need to be mentioned; she was a 100% pure, “end-of-the-century” fist-wielding wife.
As for His Royal Highness the Princess, after their time together in the Historical Echo, this Holy Sword wielder was clearly also the epitome of charging into battle single-handedly. The title of King of Knights was not for nothing.
As for his Golden Elf teacher… the Black Tower’s “Eternal Page” only verifiable record of action was tearing apart a fully formed Star Titan during the Land of Calamity era.
As for Sylvia, although in her youth she had some of the naive innocence of a young girl…
But after looking away for five hundred years, his elder wife had also become a human-shaped walking death note. She had only spoken twice in front of outsiders, and two Legends had died.
The only one whose Intelligence stat numerical value might be greater than their Combat Power was Solun.
But Shaya thought carefully about Solun’s identity as a Mechanist and her strength in holding the position of Saintess of Dawn. If it really came to a fight, she might be a Black Star-style Mechanist who had put all her points into Strength and Tankiness.
Why did this damned feeling also bring such a sense of security?
Shaya couldn’t help but sigh.
Even though he was also very concerned about the improvement of his own combat ability, his latest “Giga Structure Armament” Black Knight mobile suit form could already go head-to-head with a Legend.
But, why did it feel like he was still destined to be protected by a bunch of reckless wives and barbarian women, living off their support?
While lost in thought, Shaya’s gaze fell upon the letter on the wooden table.
Dots of starlight converged on the title page of the letter, forming a World Tree emblem, half decayed and half flourishing.
Shaya couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.
He recognized this mark. Not long ago, Isadorella and Sylvia had both explained it to him.
“Golden Dawn”
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PS: Two consecutive updates
