V2 Chapter 108

A pretty young woman wearing the newly made Maid Uniform by Cian sends both him and Sibylla to outside the west of the Okmahun Demon City, then said: “Master, please take care and absolutely wait for me. I will surely immediately finish what the master asked me to and return to your side.”

Cian smiled at her, “Ruka… you can take your time, and be careful. Just take care of Elder Sister; you are the only one I absolute trust in this place. You must not let anything happening to her—” he said as he rubbed Ruka’s azure-colored beautiful hair.

“Yes, Master…” Ruka nodded her head but her eyes flashed a reluctance that could hardly be concealed.

Cian smiled wryly. Although he indeed was quite hesitant on leaving Ruka here, he is worried at his elder sister after he leaves. That tough looking yet fragile woman—Cian would never rest at ease knowing her to be surrounded by enemies alone like that lap dog; Loren Vortan.

Seeing Ruka’s sad expression, he faintly smiled, then lightly flickering her nose, he said: “Don’t worry, it’s just a month. We would see each other again so soon,”

Ruka cried in pain and covering her nose. When Cian spread his arms at her, she bit her lips and without hesitation, buried her head in the bosom of Cian.

While looking at her beloved master with her charming eyes. She truly wanted to go, but on one hand, the situation in the Northern Border was at the critical moment—and her master knew that and was worried leaving the First Princess here alone. Although there were elites of the {Garden} secretly protecting her all the time, they cannot show themselves in public.

Having a loyal and trusted confidante like Ruka would be much better than them as she could take care of Oriel in more ways than one. Cian would feel at ease with Ruka on her side.

Cian said while waving his right hand: “Okay, just be careful and if you feel something amiss, immediately report it to me or ask for the {Garden}’s aid and support. Without us, you are the active caretaker of the {Garden}, after all. Also, I will miss you.”

Ruka nodded understanding and then slightly smiled. She suddenly felt somewhat lost. Perhaps because she knows she would be extremely lonely in the next days—as without her beloved master, and not feeling his warmth, even for a few days was already unbearable enough. Now, it would take at most a month…

She had already gotten used to sleeping with her master every night and make love with him the moment the latter wanted it. And since, Cian was basically almost asking for it every time he saw her, she seemed to have gotten dependent on it. Ruka’s face turned beet red after this realization… jeez, when did she become so lewd and slutty…?

However, thinking of sleeping alone every night from now on, and most of all, not seeing his master’s handsome but playful evil smile, Ruka felt somewhat at a lost—regret, disappointed.

Right now snowflakes began to flutter down from the sky again. Previously because he wasn’t really interested in it, he was not in the mood for happily looking at this beautiful snowscape—he had even complained about why God had caused such heavy snowfall all the time. But now, knowing that he would be leaving this place after an entire year of living here. He would actually miss this cold city.

Grasping Sibylla’s hand, Cian suddenly stops and look at a certain blue palace, just beside the Winter Palace of Oriel.

“I’ll do it…I’ll show it to you, I can do it…” he muttered. His gaze was full of determination and confidence.

His mind recalled the night before.

… …

A Night before Departure;

Cian was quietly sitting inside his courtyard for a little while, solemnly watching the moon high in the sky.

He monotonously looked at the moon, while getting lost in thought. Suddenly he felt bored, but just then, he suddenly recalled the life he had in the previous world, and the life he was having in this world. The women he loved and learned to cherish—not wanting a life without them anymore.

Realizing the fact that he would finally go to the human world, and leave this Secured Asylum—his comfort zone, to step into new lands and see the world with his own eyes—Cian was affected by such melancholic emotions. Up and down, his heart quivered in either excitement or expectation.

Just what would this world has to offer…?

What would the future holds for him…?

Then, suddenly a certain enigmatic woman that amorous and elegant figure appeared in his mind. Recalling the times when they argued and butt heads whenever they met, for some unknown reason, Cian felt it was humorous and somewhat comical. That was actually quite some fun times.

She never laid a heavy hand against him, even though Cian sometimes felt that his actions and words are quite too much. He didn’t know, or what was she planning all along, but all this time, when he was laying low and laying his foundation in this city, she didn’t make any trouble for him. And instead, sometimes, he felt as if she was lending him a hand. Though trying to look for a proof that points him as the {Garden of Eden} was actually a bit troublesome, but compared to other daredevils, she was quite soft handed.

She never made any annoying actions or schemes that would affect his growth—

She gave him a warning from time to time, believing that he was not what he lets him be. Aside from his mother, she was the only one who truly saw him as something more than—the Trash, scoundrel Prince.

Just what do they saw in me…? Cian sometimes asked that question. But the answer always eluded him.

Even he himself, he admits, that his reputation as the worst scum of the Demon Empire was quite a turn-off. If this was in the previous world, no matter how powerful his family was, he would have been hated by many, and even targeted in broad daylight, wanting to be killed with one gunshot.

He was just the worst scum, the trashiest of the trash.

Still, these two women completely believe that he was far more than what he displays in the outside. Most especially, this belief has neither proof or sense backing it. Although, right now, as Cian Cahlo, he indeed has something to back that up—but would not people doubt it, or even suspected it?

But these two women didn’t!

They believe that the Second Prince of the Empire was a Wolf wearing a sheep clothing, trying to be harmless but in fact, a terrifying person, even before he had arrived in this world and was still Aanuel. Now that he thinks about it, that is indeed quite interesting.

Recalling that certain woman, although he deems her extremely dangerous, Cian, for some strange reason, felt she was a good ally. If only she could be one…

I wonder if she is asleep or awake right now? Cian muttered in his heart. Then exerting a force on the ground, his figure disappeared from there. Avoiding several waves of guards and hidden lookout, Cian entered the Azure Palace finally reached the sleeping quarters of the mysterious Blue Bird.

Recalling that night when he and Blue Bird had drunk together in this courtyard a few months ago when she had invited him, and also recalling that electrocuted feeling, he was quite expectant.

Cian stood in front of the lady’s bedchamber, then walked to and fro for a while, hesitating. This would be the first time he would be visiting her on his own accord. Afterward, suddenly chuckling at himself, he shook his head. No matter how captivating Blue Bird was, she was not someone he was capable of touching. Well, not like he was trying to. Even if she was reachable, he would not dare to.

She was the type of woman who would devour man without spitting the bones.

“Stupid nephew, what are you doing here in the dead of night?”

Just when Cian had thought to fly away and forget about it, suddenly a crisp and pleasant to hear the voice of Blue Bird came from inside.

“Eh…this, I was bored, so I thought to look for Your Excellency to drink wine. But I didn’t expect Your Excellency to be sleeping so early. I hope I didn’t disturb you,” Cian laughed hollowly and answered.

At this time, the door opened with ‘creak’, then Blue Bird with her hair hung down loosely and wearing a beautiful oceanic blue cloak stood at the doorway. But that mature charm of a heaven-defying beautiful woman of Bluebird was fatal to Cian who was mentally just less than 20 years old brat.

Despite her age, just like her mother, who seemed eternally young, she looked only 25 or 26 in age with magnificent style unmatched in her generation. One can’ help but wonder if they have ever drunk the fountain of youth, to remain young.

Her lotus mouth, exquisite nose, brows as if faraway mountain containing umber, snow skin, and that devilish kind of ‘S’ form curvy figure outlined by gorgeous night attire, moreover that mature charm of hers, Sibylla and other young girls who were just a green apples absolutely couldn’t be compared with this completely ripe juicy peach.

That exquisite face, delicate white skin, and those hawk-like eyes, he couldn’t find any trace of age on her face, on the contrary, she appeared as if a young girl. Cian didn’t know what kind of immortality pills she ate, but how could she maintain herself so excellently?

Any woman that sees her would definitely go mad due to jealousy.

In an instant, Cian’s mouth and tongue became dry, and swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he thought whether this was a dream or not. Although he had seen her countless times, each time seemed to be the first time. Especially now that she was wearing quite an appealing sexy attire—a negligee that he had placed in the {Adam’s Company} to be sold only four months ago.

It seems like she was also a patron of the Company. However, his poker face skill was quite a high level, that even though he was lusting her, his face didn’t show any sign of it.

Though, whether Bluebird had noticed it or not, Cian didn’t know. However, he seemed to have noticed a mischievous spark in her eyes just now.

“Well, you didn’t. I’m just preparing to sleep actually, but since you are here, come on then,” Bluebird stared at Cian with a faint smile as she gestured. “If you want to drink, I’ll accompany you, but just this once.”

“I thought you would chase me away,”

Looking at Cian’s grinning expression, Bluebird giggled in amusement. “How could I, when you are leaving for quite a long journey this time. This must be the last time we would see each other, for quite a long time at least.”

“Nothing bypassed your ears, does it?” Cian smirk.

His departure should have been extremely confidential.

“I’m quite sensitive in the matters of my dear beloved nephew, after all. And besides, even if you tried to hide it, one can easily surmise the matter once you saw how strange your behavior these past few days. And most of all, you, coming here—I don’t think it would just be a mere visit. I’m quite honored and somewhat, delighted that you at least have the heart to bid farewell to me,” remarked by Bluebird with a mischievous tone.

“I have been in your care for quite a while, which I’m quite thankful for. It’s only right for me to at least say my farewell,” Cian shrugs as he entered the room. He noticed some fuzzy presences around the room—one, two…at least four.

Although somewhat unclear, they are indeed inside the room. Quite vigilant at that…

Cian suddenly snapped out from his daze as he noticed Bluebird suddenly stop walking and was staring at him with mirth in her eyes.

Bluebird used her majestic gaze to stare at Cian—causing the latter to feel as if there was a vicious snake eyeing him. Suddenly, her beautiful eyes emitted a cold light, and her imposing aura suppressed Cian. Even the plants standing at each side of the door stuck to the ground due to this pressure.

Cian’s corner of the mouth lightly tore revealing an indescribable smile, while his magic power circulated all over his body, and without the slightest bit of weakness, he looked face to face against Bluebird. Not caring why she was doing this, he endured the suffocating pressure bearing down on him.

A surprise flashed in the eyes of Bluebird, and her aura becomes even more vigorous.

Seeing Bluebird’s overbearingness, Cian was no longer polite. In this world, there was no one capable of wantonly doing as they please with him, with a thought. Even if it’s his mother; Sitana, he would even stand up against her and would never let anyway bully him. Much less, Bluebird!

He urges his magic power inside his body even more, and his will power fortified its defenses protecting his mind—even his right eye; the {Night’s Eye} gleamed dimly as it surges a not so little power, that calmed down his overwork consciousness and taut nerves. Then, it condensed his magic power, gathering inside his {Night’s Eye} then attacked towards Bluebird.