Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

"It's more accurate to say that the fact that such power could be born on this planet is simply unbelievable."

"It's probably due to hard work, yes, that's right, it must have been through a lot of hard work to reach this level, Lord Nero. But speaking of which, Typhon and Meloshen are still arguing..."

Upon hearing this, Eltrauge nodded in agreement, as if she fully understood what Attila wanted to ask.

"As expected, there's a reason why all the departments are involved."

Attila sighed, then glanced at the black-haired girl who seemed to be living in seclusion.

Perhaps understanding the meaning behind the silver-haired girl's gaze, Kichijou crossed her arms to indicate that she hadn't meant it; she had only offered Typhon a small suggestion.

Although this is probably a waste of time, it's basically the same as everyone here knowing that Miss Sajō Aika is the Immortal of the Purple Star, and that she has many thoughts about Kichijōin Oni... As for Shion, she will understand completely after waiting a long time.

"Speaking of which, shouldn't we be worried about Novia?"

Ziyuan finally chimed in; she genuinely wanted to talk more.

As for the concerns she raised in her discussion?

No way, that's Nero. I don't know why he turned out this way, but how could he possibly kill Novia?

At most, she just wanted to rebel against the Heavenly Gang and do the kind of things Meiluxin had done, although she had actually had that thought too...

How could this be! Damn split-thinking, didn't I already turn it off?!

Because her emotions were surging so quickly, Attila and Eltruch hadn't even replied yet when they could clearly see the veins bulging on her hands.

This inevitably caught Attila, who mistakenly thought that Shion was as proud and aloof as Altrucci, somewhat off guard. However, it wasn't a big problem. In her opinion, as long as time went on, she would eventually find a way. Since everyone was from Novia, they should get along well. She would also work hard.

"this--"

"I am back."

However, just as Attila was about to answer, the large door on one side of the door opened, and Novia's familiar voice echoed throughout the cabin, drawing everyone's attention.

Then, in everyone's sight, apart from Novia, there was also Draco, whose expression had been incredibly violent before, now hiding behind him, tugging at his clothes, looking as if he was too ashamed to come out and face people... Perhaps it was because his long-awaited action had gone smoothly and successfully.

In fact, when Draco was being chained and forced to do various things by Novia, she called upon the monster Hell to help her.

However, not only did the monster He not come, it also left a message for her—

"Okay."

These words almost made her explode with anger. Where was the "yellow" thing? Wasn't this forced?

Even if it were true, YL herself would only act this way towards her teacher.

It was these words, which truly came from the heart, that made Draco, who was already proud and stubborn, finally abandon his shyness and confess his feelings.

I don't know if the monsters did it on purpose or not, but either way, they did a good thing.

When Novia saw that Draco was still hiding behind him and refusing to speak, he coughed, which prompted the blonde girl with the wagging tail to take a deep breath and step forward to introduce herself:

"I... am Draco! But if you want to call me Nero, that's fine too. Anyway, that's all I wanted to say!"

"it is good!"

Attila was the first to start clapping, and under her lead, everyone else joined in.

As the applause gradually subsided, before Draco could even release Novia's hand, Attila appeared before the silver-haired youth, looking up at him with blood-red eyes that seemed to gleam with light—

"Attila, I'm ready! Come and sleep with me, little Aya!"

253: Little ancestor, I'm not your grandfather (6k)

"Going to bed" refers to the animal mating of Melusen, and also to the data transmission of Typhon.

Attila didn't say this on a whim; he had been thinking about it for a long time.

Although she did hope that everyone could get along harmoniously and not cause trouble for Avia, she was also disgusted whenever she saw Melusin and Typhon acting like that. How could she tolerate her lover touching other men's skin in front of her? Even if she could understand, how could she tolerate him not touching her?

Moreover, even if I transform into a juvenile form, my mind remains the same as before. Is there any major problem with that?

Going back a thousand years, on the Eastern European steppes, Xiao Ya had already made forceful contact with me in this form.

Indeed, in the fifth century, before Attila became familiar with Avia, the two mainly communicated through martial arts tournaments organized by the Huns. One was a girl recognized by her tribe as the next Hunnic king, and the other was a foreign child who was accidentally found by the tribal chief.

Because Avia's skin color differed from the Huns' at the time, she was easily ostracized by Hunnic children. However, they were just children, and by demonstrating the fine traditions of the Hunnic people, this negative feeling would eventually turn into admiration...

Simply put, if you are strong enough, you will be a big shot.

So-called strength is not about flashy and dazzling skills.

So-called strength is not a noble spirit that stands up for external things, but comes from everything within one's own body.

Instead, it is a more simplistic, uglier, and utterly barbaric form of violence.

To be fair, Avia was no match for Attila in terms of physical strength at that time, but he had an extra ability compared to the girl: illusion. It was based on this that he managed to defeat Attila by sheer luck every time.

One time might be an accident, but after it happened many times, looking at the scars on her body that were completely different from the white markings, the girl, who should have been emotionless, couldn't help but secretly go hunting wild animals to vent her anger.

Next time, I'll make sure this wound, which shouldn't be on me, is etched onto you...

In short, this is the brown-haired girl's obsession with Avia, who is always number one, despite being perpetually second.

Returning to the present, everything from the past is gone. When Attila, having successfully transformed into a juvenile form from the Moon Crystal, arrived here and saw the crimson tinges on Melusin and Typhon, she didn't think it was much different from back then. After all, it was all caused by Little Aya, and there were also some slightly reddened areas...

However, as time went on, she also wanted to do the same. Therefore, Attila actually had the same thought as Sajo Aika: why didn't they come to find her?

However, Attila was not as hesitant and timid as Sajou Aika. As a simple girl in everyone's eyes, she had sorted out the relevant information and thought it over carefully before speaking so openly.

Think about it, right now, Melousin and Typhon always go into the room on their own initiative at night, as if it's their right.

Attila, who arrived last, asked Altruchi, Kichijouin, and Sajō Aika, and learned that the first person to succeed was Melsin, followed by Typhon... and then it seemed that no one else did.

Could it be a racial issue?

No, that shouldn't be the case, after all, Altrud is a Dead Apostle, not human.

As a question about the period in which the organism exists?

No, Typhon is in the form of a young girl, while Melsin is relatively younger. I and Kichijoin are the same type as Melsin, while Altruki is the same type as Typhon.

Or is it a personality issue?

No, not really. Melusin always has a smug personality. Although no one else is like her in this respect, Typhon is not like that at all. Typhon only becomes tough when he is confronting Melusin. Otherwise, he usually looks weak and helpless. If he is weak... isn't Aika just like that?

For this reason, Attila thought about this problem for a long time.

Why should Typhon and Melusin be considered superior to them? It doesn't make sense no matter how you look at it. Besides, Xiaoya doesn't seem to favor anyone; he accepts everything without any boundaries. In other words, as long as someone he deems acceptable makes a request, he can succeed.

Attila, having realized this, understood why Novia hadn't contacted her. It was quite simple: most likely because she hadn't brought it up directly like Typhon and Melusin... In that case, it was simple.

Attila didn't intend to hide it like the two dragons; he planned to make it clear to everyone present.

Just say out loud what you want to do.

"Get...get into bed..."

The petite brown-haired girl's words were enough to shock the entire audience, so much so that Shion, who had previously labeled her as 'innocent,' was once again reminded of that extremely evil and sinful thing: the protagonist had switched her and Kichijoin's characters with Attila.

For some reason, she subconsciously swallowed, as if her previous hesitation had vanished, and her eyes were filled with uncertainty and anticipation.

Besides Shion, Altrucci frowned immediately, wondering why Attila would suddenly say something like that... it's hard to describe. But the noble princess was also looking forward to seeing how Novia would react.

“Wow…” Kichijouin covered half his face with a storybook and whispered softly, “Attila, I didn’t expect you to be so well hidden. It really surprised me.”

In the black-haired girl's mind, her group was probably like this: Typhon was a simple and pure dragon who could be called upon to fight Melusin.

Altruchi and Shion are creatures who won't easily show their true colors due to their pride, so they can be largely ignored.

Attila was like a mascot to Lord Novia, while as for Sajō Aika...

Oh, Kichijou-in can only wish Ms. Aika all the best. She is indeed not young anymore, so that's normal. Besides, she is really good at dealing with water stains, she's very capable.

In short, Kichijou never expected that Attila would not only remain silent, but also shock everyone with her actions. This was evident from the fact that the two dragon girls who had been fiercely confronting each other suddenly stared at each other with wide eyes, as if something they had been hiding for a long time had been exposed.

Oh my, oh my, this is quite a find! Will Lord Novia agree to it right away? If so...

Perhaps thinking of something, the black-haired girl licked her lips slightly, her tongue hidden beneath the storybook.

At this moment, as Attila spoke, although everyone's eyes were still on Novia, there was a hint of expectation and hesitation... Only Melusin and Typhon had some unease in their eyes... This is bad, they'll probably have to queue up every night from now on.

“How can I say something like this out loud? Never mind…” Novia looked down at Attila. “Attila, are you planning to do it now?”

Indeed, the silver-haired man wouldn't refuse such a thing for any reason. After all, he knew how much everyone here felt for him, and he felt the same way about them, so there was no need for hesitation or refusal.

"Ok!"

Attila was overjoyed and jumped up to hug Novia.

She was overjoyed that her beloved's idea was the same as her guess, and that it could be implemented immediately.

"Well then..."

Even after what happened with Draco, Novia is now in good health and full of energy, so nothing is a problem for her.

"Wait!"

Seeing the brown-haired girl named Attila arrive at the spot where he had been just minutes before, Draco, secretly annoyed, grabbed Novia's hand and shouted:

"I want to come too!"

"But wasn't that right just now—"

"I don't care! My desires are surging again!"

The petite girl immediately jumped onto Novia's back and started biting her shoulder, now she was being attacked from both sides.

Seeing that things had already come to this, Novia could only sigh and say nothing more.

So, in everyone's eyes, Attila was in front of Draco, and Novia was behind him, walking step by step. After a few steps, Novia suddenly turned around and showed a slightly embarrassed expression to Altrouge and Shion. This was normal, since although they all understood in their hearts, it was still a little embarrassing to say it to their faces.

"Um, want to come together?"

"...Huh? You..."

Upon hearing this, Ziyuan immediately retorted, but in reality, she was desperately suppressing the impulse within her; in fact, she wanted to rush over right now.

"interesting."

However, before the purple-haired girl could finish speaking, the black-haired princess stood up, stroked her hair, and gave a faint smile.

"I will let you know that I, who have made a pact with you, am quite powerful on this planet."

Ugh, Altrouge, can't you at least show an expression that's obviously ecstatic about to have a good time?!

Ziyuan looked helplessly at the 'aggressive' black-clad princess.

Eltrauge is laughing.

It wasn't a kind and simple smile like Attila's.

Instead, it was a ferocious smile, like a wild beast baring its fangs, as if it wanted to tear off a piece of flesh.

No matter how you look at it, it's so cheerful... but the intense sense of shame inside makes it hard for Shion to adapt.

The genius girl from Atlas Academy felt that she hadn't yet... reached that level.

Therefore, the purple-haired girl could only look at the princess who left without hesitation with a very conflicted expression.

As for Melusin and Typhon, if Novia hadn't told them through telepathy:

You can't do it today.

Otherwise, those two would have already stuck to Novia like Attila and Draco did.

But since things had come to this, the two could only continue to stare at each other with gritted teeth, probably thinking that if it weren't for Albion (Typhon), they would never have been thought of this by Novia.

This thought enraged the two primordial dragons, and if Novia hadn't been there, they probably would have started fighting again.

But for Shion, those two things were no longer important...

Ugh, this is so annoying. Time to start splitting my thoughts.

Why is there no response? Can someone analyze my thought process and tell me what to do next?

Shion activated her abilities, but the results were not outstanding.

Just as she was gritting her teeth and muttering these words to herself, a soft voice reached her ears.

"Sister Ziyuan, aren't you planning to participate?"

The newcomer was none other than Kichijouin Kihara, who seemed to live in complete isolation from the world. At this moment, she was looking at Shion with a seemingly blank expression.