Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

She was just looking for trouble, after all, she knew that if she had to say something, she was the lowest-ranking person in the group, so a bit of chaos would give her room to maneuver. Otherwise, Typhon wouldn't have joined Draco in attacking Melusin after she said a few words to him.

"Well......."

Sesshouin's words brought back Shion's thoughts, recalling how she and Sesshouin had touched Novia's skin, caressing her chest or upper arm...

"No, that's unnecessary..." After giving Sesshouin a perfunctory answer, Shion, seemingly to change the subject, pointed at the three dragons still fighting and asked, "How did they start fighting?"

"Perhaps because she felt she was the first and had succeeded many times, Melisandre thought she was the strongest. However, the golden-haired beast didn't think so, so they started fighting. As for Typhon..."

At this point, Altrouge glanced at Sesshouin, who was still smiling.

"Because they shared it, right? Simply put, it was an unequal split of the spoils." The black-haired girl immediately said something rather strange. "But they at least got some of the loot, unlike us, who got nothing and could only watch, right?"

Then, she used one index finger to pull open her own mouth.

"Actually, I also want to be like that, Yuan Yuan."

Sometimes, at night, Sesshoin saw Sajō Aika lying on the sofa, making indecent gestures towards the door.

Increase the distance between the inner thighs slightly.

This is quite normal, as women's joints are far more flexible than men's, especially the hip joint, where the difference is greatest. Women's pelvises become wider for pregnancy, so the hip joint is more likely to expand outward.

The 37-year-old beauty's fingers gently slid down her thigh muscles to the inside, and then—

Miss Aika is so pitiful~

Sesshouin couldn't help but think to herself.

Of course, she wouldn't admit that she sometimes does that.

".....Forehead......"

Having roughly understood what Sesshouin meant by 'stolen money', Shion couldn't help but twitch her lips. Should she say that she actually wanted to participate in the division of the spoils?

However, Sesshouin is really mature, even though she is very small.

Regardless, having learned the general situation through her conversations with Altrucci and Sesshouin, Shion immediately stood up and shouted loudly at the three dragons who were still fighting fiercely:

"Stop fighting!"

In Shion's mind, she at least knew these two people, so her words should have an effect...

Indeed, both Meloshen and Nero, who had already transformed into Draco, paused slightly upon hearing Shion's voice.

For Melusin, Shion had been working hard to fulfill the promise he left her after Novia left, and spent his whole life sending himself into the Starry Sea. This caused her, as the dean, to suffer a lot of negative impact within the academy.

As for Draco, she often provided a lot of help to Shion, who was in charge of Melsin's affairs back then, and naturally had some respect for this purple-haired girl who diligently completed her teacher's request. Although she was no longer Nero but Draco, she still had this memory.

Therefore, just when Draco and Meloshen were about to give up—

However, Typhon wasn't so easily persuaded. She participated with the idea that Sesshouin had just said, 'If Melsin disappears, then Typhon will be the only one to enjoy it.' Moreover, she had always been very unhappy with Melsin, even though they could share, it was clear that she would get more.

"Ha! There's an opening! Die, Albion!"

Typhon's claws slashed at the somewhat careless Melusin's shoulder, which enraged the strongest dragon once again. He thought to himself that he would teach Typhon a lesson. Although they were both primordial dragons, he was the strongest dragon!

Even Draco, who wanted a truce, was held back, causing the area that should have been peaceful to descend into chaos once again.

Now that things have come to this, even Shion is helpless. It seems the battle between the three dragons will continue until one side is completely unable to rise again.

However, in this highly likely unfortunate situation, the door slowly opened from the inside—

"...Nero?"

252: Ziwei Immortal · Shatiao Clan (4k)

The chirping of birds came from a street in Romania, and although it was already close to dusk, it actually looked quite beautiful.

At this very moment, Aika Sajou is sitting with Attila in an open-air dessert shop.

Unlike the brown-haired girl who was shaking her head and enjoying a dessert full of chilled grape juice, her short, silver hair swaying as she did so, the thirty-seven-year-old blonde 'beauty' had one side of her face resting on the table in a dejected manner, while the other side of her face was pressed against a chilled mineral water bottle.

He looked utterly颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it conveys a sense of listlessness, apathy, and apathy), like someone who had been staying at home for over a decade and suddenly emerged from a slump. If you had to find something positive about him, it would be that his face looked soft and squishy, ​​and you'd probably feel good pinching it.

If it weren't for those two guys... that damned Melusin and that dimwitted yet incredibly strong Typhon...

"Ugh... Altruchi, Kichijouin Kiara, Shion who returned sometime ago, and that blond brat who suddenly appeared and makes me feel uncomfortable just looking at him..."

For the young and beautiful girl, the moment she saw Nero transformed into Draco, she felt the greatest unease of her life.

I feel like if I were facing that blonde girl, I would be completely powerless to resist...

I've never felt this way, not even when I'm with the always smug Melousin!

Damn it, if that guy really gets in, do I even have a chance?!

I can't spend my whole life with my hands, can I? I don't want that. At the very least, I should be able to eat well like Typhon and Melousin first...

"Hey, Aika, you called everyone by name, why didn't you call mine?" Attila's blood-red eyes were filled with flickering curiosity. "Could it be that you hate me, Aika?"

Upon hearing this, Aika raised her head slightly and squinted at the brown-haired girl in front of her.

Attila, with her rare brown skin, silver hair, and red eyes, wasn't much different in size from Melosin and Kichijoin, but she wasn't as cunning as those two. She was quite simple-minded and only cared about getting hugged by Novia, so she wasn't a threat... although she herself had never been hugged.

The beautiful girl mentally recalled the information about Attila in front of her. Perhaps feeling that there would be no conflict between them, she replied somewhat weakly, "No, I was just saying your name. Since you were in front of me, Attila, I didn't say your name."

"I see." Attila happily finished off the remaining dessert, then continued, "We all need to get along better, so as not to cause trouble for Xiaoya."

"...Is this why you wanted me to bring you out before?"

“Yes, because the moment that girl named Nero came in, I noticed that you weren’t in a good mood, Aika, but you didn’t say anything for a long time, so I made that request.” Attila said with a smile as she added star-shaped sugar granules to the black tea and stirred it with a small stick. “Now it seems that you’re in a better mood, Aika. Sweet treats really do cheer people up.”

Such simplicity, consideration for Novia, and a lack of display of strength that far surpassed her own, inevitably improved Ayaka Sajou's mood considerably.

Unlike Typhon and Melusin, who were both overwhelmingly superior in strength.

Unlike Eltrouge, whose elegance and temperament overwhelmed her.

Unlike that guy Kichijouin, who's always full of wicked thoughts.

Therefore, the 37-year-old beauty began to complain to her.

"Ugh, it's so annoying! I provided this place, I did so much hard work and so many thoughtful things, and all I want to hear is 'Thank you for your hard work, let's sing together.' Instead of something like 'You've done so much for us, I'm very grateful, but please don't interrupt us.'"

As she spoke, Sajou Aika sighed inwardly.

Why? I've made it pretty obvious, haven't I?

I really hope Novia can think about me too.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, Aigo."

"Hmph, it's normal that you don't understand this kind of thing. I was just saying it casually."

"OK then."

Attila smiled gently at Sajou Aika, who seemed to have become somewhat happy.

"However, Aika, you've finally become happy. It seems I did a good job."

The silver-haired girl looked happily at the blonde beauty with a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth and said lightly,

"Ah, that's great, I helped Xiaoya."

"...Really...Novia did it on purpose..."

Ai Ge called out softly, and Attila winked at her upon hearing this.

"Huh? Was it intentional? Intentionally what?"

"No, it's nothing."

"Nothing, what do you mean?"

"...It's just that there isn't actually any."

"So, if you can't say it out loud, then it must not have been intentional, right?"

Sajo Aika could not refute this.

How could I possibly say such a thing out loud? I'm not Typhon or Melusin, I can't just hang it on my body, can I?

What if I muster up the courage to speak up, but get rejected?

You finally manage to be bold once, only to end up with lifelong inferiority complex... Don't let that happen.

"It was definitely intentional, absolutely, Novia, he..."

It couldn't be said outright, but the beautiful girl was still trying her best to refute it.

"Alright then, I'll let Novia know his mistake and then he'll correct it properly."

Although she still didn't understand what Ayaka Sajo meant by 'intentionally,' Attila still managed a smile.

"There's absolutely no need for that, no, there's no need for it."

"Really? Okay then." The brown-haired girl nodded. "Speaking of which, I heard something about you, Aika, from Yuan Yuan..."

"Huh? What's wrong? What kind of nice things could that guy possibly say?"

Sajō Aika tilted her head slightly. In her observation of Kichijōin, she found that this black-haired brat was really cunning. Typhon, who should have been on the same side as Melosin, was actually driven to the brink of a life-or-death struggle by him. Of course, this was also due to Typhon's own stupidity and his dislike for Melosin.

"It's like comforting yourself with your hand through the crack in the door in the middle of the night. I actually think, Aigo, you don't have to do that..."

Attila lowered her head shyly, rubbing her legs incessantly.

"what--"

In an instant, the beautiful girl felt as if she had fallen into a cold hell.

No, how did I get caught doing that kind of thing? That shouldn't be the case. Was it Kichijoin who found out?

How could I not have noticed? Could it be that she is actually stronger than me?

That shouldn't be the case... No, if even Attila knows...

Suddenly, Ayaka Sajou seemed to have a thought that was incredibly humiliating to her—

"You all... know?"

The blonde girl spoke slowly and deliberately, giving the impression that she might die on the spot at any moment.

“Well…” Attila nodded slightly, “In short, we all think that you didn’t have to do that, Aigo.”

Therefore, a second later, a deafening scream came from the mouth of the thirty-seven-year-old beautiful girl.

"What do you mean by 'there's no need to do that'?!"

Thirty minutes later, Aika, who was completely distraught, and Attila, who felt incredibly ashamed for having only made Aika more distraught instead of cheering her up, returned to their home in Romania.

As soon as the door was opened, Ayaka Sajou, who seemed to be 'dead', immediately ran back to her room, not even giving everyone time to react. However, only Attila herself wanted to say 'sorry' to her; the others didn't really care about her.

The brown-haired girl scanned the entire area and realized that it could be roughly divided into two environments.

One was Typhon and Melusin, two dragons glaring at each other, while Kichijou, who was reading a book nearby, remained quiet as if he hadn't done anything. When he saw her arrive, he waved to her happily.

One was Altrouge, who remained indifferently seated on the sofa, and the other was a bespectacled purple-haired girl whom I didn't recognize.

Therefore, Attila chose to sit on the sofa and asked the purple-haired girl:

"Um, who are you?"

"...Ah..." Startled from her reverie by Attila's call, Shion hurriedly adjusted her glasses and answered, "I'm Shion, and you must be Attila, right?"

During her conversation with Altrouge, Shion learns that although the silver-haired girl's name is Attila, she prefers to be called Attila.

"Hello, Shion, I'm Attila, nice to meet you." The brown-haired girl extended her hand warmly. "You must be one of Xiaoya's people too, right? Let's all get along well. If anything's wrong, you can tell me, and I'll try my best to help Xiaoya solve it."

"Oh, okay... okay, okay."

Well, Attila was so enthusiastic that Shion thought she was actually the same kind of person as Kichijoin, but it seems that she isn't.

It seems that... well, that's a fair way to describe it.

That's surprising, but it doesn't feel bad.

"By the way, Altrouge, has Lord Nero left?"

After speaking with Shion, Attila rested her chin on her hand and asked the black-clad princess.

"They left, but they took Novia with them before they left. We don't know when they'll be back," Ji Jun replied earnestly. "And that Nero's strength... is probably indeed above ours."

"Indeed, Miss Nero is very strong. Even if she returns to her complete form, it's hard to say that she's definitely stronger than Nero."