"Have you just arrived at the castle?"
Walking through the slightly quiet palace, Asher felt the atmosphere was too awkward, so he took the initiative to ask.
Aife was stunned, then nodded lightly. "Mm... something like that."
"I thought you were specifically lying in wait for me... like to provoke Shishou or something," Asher muttered. He had only been in the Land of Shadows for a short while when he encountered this Queen of Alba, and she immediately tried to blow his head off with a spear. Although she probably knew he had the ability of prophecy, if he hadn't dodged, he would have died directly.
"Lying in wait for you? You overestimate yourself too much." Aife glanced at Asher, then muttered softly as she looked away, "If I hadn't gotten lost, I probably wouldn't have run into you..."
"What?"
"Nothing!" Aife shook her head. "Besides, you're wrong about one thing. Even if my sister is in the Land of Shadows, I wouldn't be afraid of her, I just don't want to meet her."
"One day I will defeat her and rightfully take over everything in the Land of Shadows."
"That probably won't happen in this lifetime."
With Scáthach's current strength, there was probably no one in this world who could defeat her, especially with the Land of Shadows' buff. The chances of defeating her were even slimmer.
"Brat, are you looking down on me?" Aife stared at Asher coldly. "Do you really think I wouldn't kill you?"
"You won't." Asher's voice was firm. "If you can't even keep the most basic promises, you won't be the Queen of Alba."
As he said the last part, Asher felt a little guilty and secretly glanced at Aife, afraid that this woman would suddenly have some strange ideas, such as: I hate it when people talk to me with such confidence. Since you think I won't kill you, then I'll kill you to show you.
If she thought that way, he would really have no place to cry, especially since this woman had such thoughts just now.
Any strategy is ineffective against a brute. Imagine a strategist standing confidently in front of Aife, saying a long speech, analyzing why she wouldn't kill him, and then getting his head blown off with a spear... just thinking about it was tragic.
But fortunately, Aife didn't make any move and just looked straight ahead.
Judging from this woman's current behavior... she didn't seem as utterly wicked as he had imagined.
Asher couldn't help but think.
When he was in the Land of Shadows before, the guards had told him about Aife, roughly describing her as a completely evil female demon. But now it seemed that it was indeed just hearsay?
"What are you thinking about?" Noticing Asher's gaze, Aife revealed a contemptuous smile. "If you have any doubts, considering you didn't confess to Aife, I'll answer you as long as I can."
"Shishou seems to think your hostility is very strong. Even before, everyone thought your goal was to seize the Land of Shadows... but your behavior today is completely different."
"That woman's words aren't necessarily all true," Aife sneered. "Her eyes are only on her own martial arts."
"And her magic," Asher added.
Aife glanced at Asher. "Mind your own business."
"So you want to defeat her and make her see you...?" Asher tried to ask.
Aife just snorted coldly. Although she didn't answer, her attitude clearly showed what she meant.
"Is there a problem?" She noticed Asher's strange gaze and looked at him coldly.
"N-no, nothing..." Asher looked away, thinking, Why do I have a feeling that Aunt Aife is a tsundere? Establishing her own country, wanting to defeat Scáthach, her fundamental purpose is just to make her Big Sister notice her and prove her strength...
Hmm... thinking about it like that, it felt a bit cute?
"This is far enough," Aife stopped, standing at the city gate. "Brat, I need to give you a piece of advice."
She turned around, the smile on her face completely gone, replaced by a cold and serious expression. "I don't care what your relationship is with Morgan, but if you dare to bully Uathach, even with Scáthach's protection, I will definitely make you regret it."
Her voice was cold, but her tone was very calm, as if stating a commonplace matter.
Only now did Aife have that aloof queenly feeling, a powerful pressure washing over him.
But Asher was very calm and just shook his head. "Aunt Aife, you're wrong about one thing."
"What?" Aife asked.
"It's always Big Sister Uathach who bullies me," he said.
Aife: "..."
Looking at Asher's tragic expression, she nodded lightly. "I thought so."
---
After seeing Aife off, Asher returned to his room. Uathach was already there, and as soon as she saw Asher enter, she immediately stood up, saying worriedly, "Are you really alright, Ash? Are you hurt anywhere?"
Her purple hair was spread out to her waist, and her pair of purple eyes were crystal clear. She looked at Asher with concern, her right hand placed on his chest, carefully checking if Asher had been injured anywhere.
"I'm fine... Aunt Aife held back," Asher said, shaking his head.
"That's good," Uathach exhaled, then seemed to think of something. "By the way, Ash, don't tell Mother about Aunt Aife's matter."
"Mm... I know," Asher nodded. "But if it's already been discovered, I'll tell the whole truth directly."
Within his capabilities, Asher could help cover it up, but if Scáthach noticed, he would have no choice but to tell the truth.
"Mm, I understand. Now let's talk about your business," Uathach stretched lazily on the bed, her eyes fixed on Asher. "Where did you go today?"
Asher, who had just sat down to rest, suddenly stiffened. "Hmm... I went to the nearby village for a stroll and played games with the children in the village by the way."
Uathach raised her slender left leg, her tender white foot sliding down Asher's back, then gently pushed him with her toes, a suspicious look in her eyes. "Really?"
Asher brushed Uathach's foot away and nodded seriously. "Really, everyone in the village was very enthusiastic. I took some children to grill fish, and then I took a little girl to find her long-lost Big Sister, and because we played too late, I specifically took her to explain to her elder brother."
Asher's tone was sincere as he spoke. After staring at him for a while, Uathach nodded lightly. "Hmm... it doesn't look like you're lying."
"Remember to take me with you next time. It was so boring being alone in the Land of Shadows today," Uathach then said.
Asher nodded. "Definitely, definitely..."
"Oh right, Big Sister, there's something I'd like your help with." Asher suddenly thought of something and took out the small bottle from his pocket.
"Do you know what this is?"
This was what Morgan had given Asher earlier. The bottle contained terrifying power. Even if Uathach wasn't extremely knowledgeable, she at least knew more than him. Maybe she could provide some clues.
Uathach sat up, took the bottle, stared at the liquid inside, shook it gently, and suddenly let go.
Asher's pupils contracted. He wanted to reach out and take the bottle, but he was a step too late. The bottle fell to the ground, but fortunately, it didn't break.
"Big Sister, what are you suddenly doing?!" After letting out a sigh of relief, Asher looked at the girl in front of him in annoyance.
Uathach blinked. "I felt this bottle looked very special, not like it was made from ordinary glass bottles, so I was doing an experiment."
"What if it broke...?"
Uathach put her index finger to her lips, tilted her head, and thought for a moment. "The three-second rule?"
"How can this thing have a three-second rule?! Are you asking me to lick it off the ground?"
"It's not like you can't, right?" Uathach pondered for a moment, then raised her head and said, "I'll pretend I didn't see it."
"Ugh... or rather than that, would you rather lick my feet?" As she said the last part, she deliberately raised her tender white feet and dangled them in front of Asher. "If it's Ash, I don't mind."
"Who wants to lick such a thing!" Asher looked away and reached out his hand. "Give me that bottle."
"Seriously, don't you think I know what you're thinking?" Uathach sighed. "Ever since before, your gaze has often focused on my or Mother's legs, and your attention is mostly on the feet. I judge that you should be a foot fetishist. You're resisting psychologically now just because you don't want to admit that you're a pervert."
"But it's okay. Whether Ash is a pervert or not, Big Sister won't abandon you." As Uathach said the last part, she hugged Asher from behind, her smooth chin resting on his right shoulder, gently exhaling hot air into his ear.
"If you're willing, Big Sister doesn't mind."
Asher turned his head, looking at that beautiful face and the teasing in Uathach's purple eyes. He leaned over, gently exhaled hot air into Uathach's ear, and said in a low voice, "Really? Big Sister, are you mentally prepared?"
Uathach: "..."
Asher just looked at her like that.
Then, after three seconds, Uathach quickly backed away, hugged the quilt, and shrank into the corner. "I, I was just kidding. You didn't take it seriously, did you?"
Asher immediately glanced at Uathach sideways.
Heh, so cowardly yet you like to tease others.
-----More Bonus Chapters!!!!
Every 300 power stones = 1 Bonus Chapter