“Ahaha... long time no see?”
After inviting the two visitors inside, Vieya turned the light back on and gave an awkward laugh.
The two sisters looked about seventy percent alike, but the elder sister had a far better figure—well-proportioned, curvy in all the right places, with snow-white thighs—completely crushing her flat-chested younger sister into dust.
But faced with Ophina’s strange gaze glued to her body, and that inexplicable smile at the corner of her lips, the slime girl instantly felt uncomfortable from head to toe. It was like a thousand ants were crawling all over her, and she wanted nothing more than to kick both sisters into the next room on the spot.
As expected... she really shouldn’t have appeared in front of old acquaintances like this.
“Captain! Why did you leave without saying goodbye?!” Aurora asked, sounding a little upset. “You clearly said you’d wait for me! I was only gone for a moment—when I came back, those Direwolf Cavalry told me you’d already left!”
“I told those soldiers I still had things to do and couldn’t wait...” Vieya sighed, rubbing her waist. “Besides, didn’t I leave you a letter? That’s on you for not reading it.”
“Things you couldn’t wait for? Sigh... even though that woman is gone now.” Aurora said gloomily. “But Captain, what you did was still wrong.”
Vieya froze for a moment, not understanding where this was coming from—until she noticed Isabelle on the sofa, her snow-white body half-exposed, and the curious look she was casting over.
“Hiding a beauty in a golden house, seamless handover. And here we were, year after year feeling like days dragged on forever, depressed every day, worried that you weren’t doing well... turns out the reason you were avoiding us was because you were collecting women like these?” Ophina rested her right hand against her chin, sinking into thought, as if questioning why the Hero in her memories had fallen so far.
“Sis, there are three more like this at the Captain’s place!” Aurora raised three fingers mysteriously.
A ruthless assassin who moved in the shadows—yet now gossiping like a village aunt at the crossroads.
Vieya coldly cut in, changing the subject. “There are some things I don’t feel like explaining. And Aurora, I suggest you stop adding fuel to the fire.”
“Captain. You’re being mean to me.” Aurora’s eyes welled up.
“Tsk. Weren’t you supposed to be assassinating those competitors so your big sister could officially inherit the position of Great Khan of the Western Plains?” Vieya was speechless as she found an empty spot to sit down. “How do you have time to come looking for me?”
“I asked her to bring me to see you.”
Ophina took over the conversation. Even though she was trying to steady herself, the look she gave the slime girl still carried traces of novelty and disbelief.
By the god Kulkan above—so that arrogant, domineering Hero really had turned into a soft, squishy little loli. Who did this? This was way too well done...
As she thought this, her expression already returned to calm. She looked at the slime girl—who was clearly embarrassed and a bit displeased—and smiled faintly.
“I wonder how I should address you now. As the same Hero as before, or...”
“Just call me by my current name.”
Vieya quickly cut her off, pressing her forehead and sighing. “You came too late. I have other things to do tomorrow. I probably won’t have time to entertain you and catch up.”
“That’s alright.” Ophina said softly. A trace of warmth flashed through her dark-golden eyes.
All the negative emotions she’d accumulated over so many years had already vanished into smoke the instant she saw that Vieya was still alive, energetic, able to talk and joke.
“It’s really good that you’re alive.” she said quietly.
Vieya shot Ophina a sideways glance and said strangely, “Doesn’t your waist hurt from standing and talking like that? Just find an empty seat and sit down.”
“Huh? Captain, why do you only care about my sister and not me at all?” Caught between her Captain and her actual big sister, Aurora suddenly felt like an outsider.
“Does your waist hurt from standing?” Vieya replied flatly. “You know perfectly well that your body didn’t develop well, yet you keep throwing yourself into thieves’ dens and letting people perform terrifying surgeries on you.”
“Captain!” Aurora ground her teeth uselessly. Finding no way to argue back, she could only glance jealously at her sister’s heavy chest, her jealousy doubling. “So it turns out you like big boobs! No wonder!”
“Hehe, alright, alright.” Ophina stepped in with a smile ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) to smooth things over. Though she looked casual, she shifted her attention to Isabelle on the sofa, wrapped in a blanket and watching the drama unfold.
“What’s the situation with this monster? She’s a Demon King, right? I remember you even went specifically to hunt her back then.”
Hunt me?
Isabelle panicked, her eyes full of confusion, her thoughts growing more and more chaotic.
Her Master hadn’t avoided her during the entire conversation—she’d heard everything. And because of that, the questions and doubts in her heart kept multiplying.
Why were these two women calling her Master ‘Hero’ and ‘Captain’?
What did they mean by ‘there are three more like this’?
And what was that last sentence from the green-haired, big-chested woman supposed to mean—specifically hunt?
Could it be... another trap aimed at her?
Was her Master’s care and concern earlier all fake—just to toy with her and watch her make a fool of herself?
Isabelle curled deeper into the blanket, panic spreading through her azure eyes.
“Don’t scare her.”
Vieya first gave the frightened Isabelle a reassuring look, then stood up and sat down in the empty seat beside her. As she comforted the mermaid maid, she turned her head toward Ophina and spoke in a complicated tone.
“You’re right. She used to be a Demon King. But now I’ve bought her—just this afternoon, at the Hundred Cities Auction. She’s my fish now.”
“The Hundred Cities Auction?”
Ophina stared at the blue-haired mermaid wrapped in a blanket, thoughtful. “Half a month ago, Tiya came to see me. She said she’d seen the trajectory of fate, anomalies among the stars, the gods’ chessboard, and an unprecedented upheaval of the world—said all kinds of mystical nonsense... I was completely baffled at the time. But now that I think about it—a Demon King being auctioned... tsk, what she said might actually make sense.”
“Tiya?” Vieya’s hand, which was smoothing the mermaid maid’s hair, slowed slightly. She asked curiously, “How has she been these past few years?”
“After the squad disbanded, she returned to her tribe and continued cultivating astrology, prophecy, and the Fate-Dragon-Slaying Arts under her teacher.” Ophina sighed helplessly. “She’ll probably become the next Great Shaman of the Plains, but her personality is far too obsessive. That position won’t be easy for her.”
“That woman is completely unlikable. Don’t mind her.” Aurora fanned the flames from the side. “All these years she’s just hugged her astrolabe and muttered nonsense, ignoring everything else. It’s like she’s gone mad.”
“......”
Vieya lowered her eyes, stopping the motion of her hand.
At the same time, Isabelle—relaxed, her head resting on the slime girl’s thigh—opened her eyes in confusion, blinking her azure pupils.
Huh? Why did the pressure around her Master suddenly drop... was she feeling sad?
“Oh, right!” Ophina suddenly remembered something and looked at Vieya with knitted brows. “You said you also went to the auction this afternoon?”
Vieya paused, then nodded. “Yeah. Why?”
“Tiya mentioned she was going to attend this auction as well.” Ophina stroked her fair chin and asked with interest. “Did you see her this afternoon?” freёweɓnovel.com
“...No impression?”
Suddenly, Vieya fell silent. Her expression instantly became colorful.
She recalled the mysterious masked woman at the auction who’d bought the Divination Water Mirror—the unlucky woman who’d been brutally baited into exploding her gold by the disguised No. 66 guest, Longyue.
The slime girl’s mouth twitched.
Oh no.
It couldn’t possibly be that much of a coincidence, could it?