Free Web NovelChapter 456: Chapter 57: Aren’t You Trying to Make Me Make a Mistake?
As Westheid stepped into the private chambers with a hint of anticipation, the first thing to greet him was the rich, fragrant aroma of incense.
This seductive incense was a ceremonial custom among the Elf Royal Family... Westheid was no stranger to it. After all, he had spent so long at the Royal Court, and most of his wilder days had been spent inhaling this potent stuff.
’What is Ailorus up to? Doesn’t she normally use that incense with the crisp, woodsy scent?’
Westheid scanned the room for Ailorus, but he didn’t see the Elf Lolita who would usually come bouncing and pouncing into his arms.
A bright, luxurious chandelier bathed the room in a warm, yellow glow. An expensive crimson carpet covered the entire floor. A pale yellow screen stood before a semi-circular sofa, and behind it, a tall, mature figure could be vaguely seen.
She wore an impossibly luxurious, sleeveless short dress and matching thigh-highs in a color scheme of emerald and gold. A miraculously full bust strained against the pure white, sheer fabric at her chest, threatening to burst free. Her long, slender legs were not entirely covered, revealing the alluring "absolute domain."
Her beautiful legs were crossed. One elegant foot, shod in a high heel the color of white jade, was propped up, while the other rested completely bare on the red carpet.
Her small, rounded toes glistened like pearls, and her dazzlingly fair skin seemed to be veiled in a crystalline shimmer.
This wasn’t some special effect; she was actually distorting the light around her, wreathed in a swirling, misty wind.
’This is a sign that the Ten Thousand Wind Melodies are being woven,’ Westheid guessed at once.
"Come here, West..."
A rather unfamiliar voice called from behind the screen, one Westheid had never heard before. It was cool and clear, seeming to bypass his ears and resonate directly with his soul.
And when he stepped around the screen, he was greeted by the sight of a gorgeous Elf Sister who made him stand at attention in an instant!
Dazzling golden hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall. Another section was woven into a small braid that draped over her shoulder, framing the Elf beauty’s smooth, delicate face.
Her lovely face, free of any makeup, was breathtakingly beautiful. Westheid could see a faint resemblance to Ailorus in her flawless features, but her aura was worlds apart.
She was august and inviolable, noble and beyond reproach.
’Just like a queen... ah, right, she actually is one. Never mind, then.’
Her sacred, cyan eyes were undeniably enchanting, yet for such a mature and beautiful Elf, her gaze was still lively and mischievous.
It held a childlike innocence and charm that didn’t seem to belong to such a mature, beautiful body. At that moment, Westheid was absolutely certain this was Ailorus.
However, as his gaze drifted downwards, all other thoughts were replaced by sheer amazement.
’Damn!’
The Elf Royal Family clearly had a genetic predisposition for scandalously voluptuous figures; Rozana and Faticia were just a couple of examples. As far as Westheid knew, there were countless other mature Elf women just like them in the Royal Family.
The most gifted among them possessed physiques so utterly perfect they defied all description.
Westheid had assumed Ailorus didn’t possess those genes, but now he realized just how laughably absurd that thought was.
’Ailorus... her future potential was off the charts! Westheid couldn’t underestimate such a formidable Talent.’
’I must pay my respects.’
Westheid sighed.
"Xiao Ai, you’ve... already mastered the secrets of manipulating localized space-time?"
The blonde-haired, cyan-eyed Elf beauty before him was indeed Ailorus, who had used Wind Law to distort her temporal Status and assume the form she would have more than a hundred years in the future.
This was entirely possible to do, and it was an ability the Wind Law Queen had always longed for.
Ailorus placed her hands on her hips. "That’s right! It took a ton of work, but I finally did it!"
"A truly remarkable breakthrough..."
Westheid praised her sincerely. Altering one’s own temporal Status had many ingenious applications within the Ten Thousand Wind Melodies, such as rewinding time after an injury or drawing upon one’s future Magic Power. Even if it wasn’t the ultimate application of Wind Law, it was certainly High Tier.
Westheid, at least, couldn’t do it yet. Driven by curiosity, he stepped forward, intending to ask Ailorus for some pointers, but the moment he drew near, the Elf Lol... no, the Elf Sister threw her arms around his neck.
This was the same way Ailorus used to hug him playfully, but now, the gesture pulled Westheid straight into the Elf Sister’s embrace.
Westheid did his best to ignore the all-too-distracting softness against him, focusing his gaze on Ailorus’s delicate and beautiful face.
"So? What do you think? Brother West, do you like it?"
"I heard from the maids that Brother West really likes this type..."
’Mmm... I more than like it!’
She had a scandalously mature figure and an incomparably noble and aloof aura, yet her expression and gaze were innocent and pure. The contrast was absolutely off the charts.
’Is... isn’t this just asking me to make a mistake?!’
Westheid felt a little ashamed. He’d always been at the forefront of those who rejected attraction to childish forms. Even when the cutest Elf Lolita in the world threw herself at him, he’d never had a single impure thought. Could anyone possibly be more of a gentleman?
And yet now... he was shamefully...
’Wait a minute. Ailorus is actually a bit older than I am... In that case, I guess this is fine.’
Westheid’s guilt vanished instantly.
"This way... I can compete with them now, right?"
Ailorus read something pleasing in the man’s expression. Or rather... she confirmed her own Charm by Westheid’s physiological reaction.
That had never happened before!
"No, I have more Charm than them now, right? Right? Right?"
Ailorus shook Westheid’s shoulders, desperate to hear him say what she wanted to hear. Seeing the Elf Sister’s spirited, sacred cyan eyes, Duke Qinghui hesitated before saying:
"In terms of pure appeal... that’s certainly true."
SMOOCH—
The words had barely left Westheid’s lips when an excited Ailorus planted a kiss on his cheek, then pulled him down onto the sofa with her. The two of them were pressed tightly together.
However, Westheid didn’t immediately reciprocate the Elf Sister’s enthusiasm. Instead, he thought for a moment before saying:
"Xiao Ai, since you’ve delved so deeply into the path of the Wind Law, there’s something I should discuss with you."
He then told her about his need to borrow the Thousand Laws Ceremony. This was something he couldn’t hide from Ailorus; only with the Wind Law Queen’s willing cooperation could the "transplantation" be completed.
Upon hearing this, Ailorus pursed her lips. She shook her head slightly, a meaningful smile spreading across her face.
"West... you’re so greedy. That simply won’t do. The Thousand Laws Ceremony is far too important. The very survival of the entire Royal Court, and even the Land of Rhythm, depends on it. It would be a disaster if it were to be lent out."
Westheid replied with righteous conviction, "I’m not asking for a handout. I’ll prepare a substitute of equal efficacy for the Thousand Laws Royal Court. Besides, I will return it when I am finished. In fact, the Thousand Laws Ceremony will be even more powerful and secure afterward. I guarantee it."
’I’ll make it happen after I become a Celestial God.’
The dazzling, golden-haired Elf beauty traced her cherry lips with a slender, pale finger. After a moment of thought, she said languidly:
"Mmm... In principle, it’s absolutely forbidden. But, if it’s for you, West, then perhaps it’s not impossible. You would, however, have to let me know that you and I are truly intimate... as intimate as being one body."
’The Elf Sister’s hint could not have been more obvious. Isn’t this just a quid pro quo?!’
’Ailorus... you’ve failed your duties as queen!’
’To so easily trade a blessing from the Divine Ancestor for your own selfish pleasure... It’s utterly outrageous!’
’A decadent monarch! A truly decadent monarch!’
’But I like it.’
Westheid wouldn’t hesitate for a second if he could accomplish his goal simply by selling his charms. In any case, his original plan was to do everything in his power to please the Wind Law Queen. It made no difference whether she was in her lolita form or her sister form.
Duke Qinghui put on an expression of utmost sincerity and virtue. "If that’s the case," he said, "then I have no choice but to demonstrate my good faith."
