Here’s the translation in a comedic style:
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Thank you to everyone who left comments and coupons. Episode 131.
43. The Mansion of the Magical Beast and the Baronet
130 – The Mansion of the Magical Beast and the Baronet #3
“Alpha…!”
A chilling voice echoed again. This time, it was clearer, sharper, and carried more weight.
‘Wait, are ghosts real? Do ghosts or spirits exist in this world?’
I shuddered at the sensation and gaze I felt behind me, my mind racing. In a world where beasts talk and fire-breathing dragons exist, maybe a ghost isn’t that surprising.
“Alpha! It’s me, Vitali!”
At the sound of the name from behind, I turned my head eagerly. There stood a woman in a black dress, her face veiled in black lace. Her appearance in the eerie mansion corridor on a stormy night was straight out of a horror movie—like a bl**d-soaked countess straight from a gothic novel.
“It’s me, Alpha,” she said, lifting her veil slightly to reveal her face. Finally recognizing her, I let out a grumpy grumble.
“Ugh, why are you scaring me in the middle of the night?”
Relieved but also embarrassed for being afraid of a non-existent ghost, I tried to act cool.
Vitali put a finger to her lips. “Shh, I came here unnoticed. Follow me. I’ll show you something interesting in this mansion.”
She headed toward the room at the end of the corridor and pressed her palm against the wall, feeling around as if checking for something.
Click.
Clunk.
“Got it.”
Suddenly, a hidden passage opened in the wall—a narrow staircase leading to the second floor.
“A hidden door in the mansion? That’s straight out of a game. I’m starting to see why they call this place ‘The Ancient Nest.’”
“Isn’t it fascinating? There are many secret spaces like this. They’ve been here since ancient times, and many are still undiscovered,” Vitali explained.
“Like an emergency exit?”
I’d heard that wealthy families and nobles often had secret passages for emergencies. Of course, as a regular human in my past life, I’d never even been near a mansion, so this was all new to me.
“Let’s go to my room on the second floor. Alpha, I prepared something for you before you came here. It’s expensive and delicious. You’d never get it if I weren’t my father’s daughter.”
Though she dressed simply as a hunter, Vitali was the only daughter of Baronet Gideon, who ruled the kingdom. If she said it was rare and expensive, I couldn’t help but get excited.
My stomach growled, already digesting the peculiar dinner with its bizarre rituals and costumes.
Following Vitali, I descended the dark, candleless staircase. Even with my good night vision, it was pitch black.
“Walking in the dark while wearing black? What’s with these weird mansion rules?” I muttered to Vitali behind me, but of course, she didn’t answer.
“We’re here.”
She opened a hidden door, revealing a room lit by candles and glowing stones. The wooden furniture and cute dolls gave off a quaint, old-fashioned vibe.
“This is my room. Isn’t it cool that there’s a hidden passage here?”
The passage was higher, so Vitali stepped onto the furniture to reach the floor. I followed, landing on the soft carpet. She closed the hidden door, revealing a large painting on what could now be called the wall.
“A painting? A portrait? Seems like the perfect place for a hidden door.”
My gaze fell on the woman in the portrait—slim face, pale skin, long blonde hair.
“Is that you? Did you hang it up like a photo?” I tilted my head, puzzled.
Vitali stood by the painting and removed her black veil.
“You look alike. The artist did a great job. Did you have long hair back then?”
“She looks like me, but it’s not me,” Vitali said.
I glanced between her and the painting. They were strikingly similar, though Vitali’s face was a bit plainer. Must be the artist’s interpretation.
Vitali turned her gaze to the painting. “This is Reba. She lived in this mansion about twenty years ago. She’s my mother. She passed away after giving birth to me, so I’ve never met her.”
“Ah, your mother. She’s beautiful. You take after your father more.”
“That’s not the point. Anyway, welcome, Alpha. I couldn’t talk to you during dinner.”
Vitali patted my head with a bright smile. She must have blended in with the group of women in black dresses earlier.
She rummaged through a drawer and handed me something.
“Here, take a look. This is what I wanted to give you.”
She pulled out a small wooden box, lacquered black and adorned with tiny gemstones. It looked like an expensive music box or jewelry case.
The box itself was luxurious, so I wagged my tail, excited to see what was inside. Vitali handed it over.
“Take it. It’s yours. You like expensive and precious things, right? You’ll love this.”
“Hmm.”
I took the box with my front paws, turning it over to figure out how to open it.
“Why won’t it open? Do I have to eat the box? Seriously?”
I bit the box. It was hard, with no taste beyond metal and wood.
“It won’t open like that. You need a key. Even your strength won’t break this box. It’s expensive—costs months of a hunter’s salary. What’s inside is even pricier. Don’t think about the cost.”
“Alright, it’s definitely an expensive and fancy box. The contents must be just as nice. But shouldn’t you give me the key too?”
At my grumbling, Vitali sat on the bed and replied, “It’s a treasure hunt. The key’s somewhere in this room. Find it. You know what a treasure hunt is, right?”
“Heh, this girl sure knows how to make things complicated. I’ll find it in no time.”
After searching every corner of the room, I tapped my tail on the floor in protest.
“Where is it? I’ve looked everywhere, and there’s no sign of a key, let alone a stick-like object.”
As I rummaged through drawers, under the bed, and even the blankets, Vitali watched with amusement, giggling.
“Look harder. It’s definitely here. I hid it well.”
“Give me a hint. I have no idea where it is.”
I flopped onto the floor in defeat. Vitali picked up the jeweled box and held it to my nose.
“Here, smell this box. The key’s made of the same material—sandalwood. It has a unique scent. You’ll find it.”
Sniff sniff.
I smelled the box carefully. It had a cool, pine-like scent with a hint of sweetness.
“Definitely a distinct smell. Like high-end furniture. Smells like money.”
I sniffed the floor and furniture, following the faint sandalwood scent to its source.
“Wait, the scent’s strongest on you.”
I nuzzled Vitali, sniffing her. She giggled and squirmed, sitting back on the bed.
“Haha, that tickles.”
“So you had it on you? No wonder I couldn’t find it.”
She did say it was hidden in the room, so technically, it wasn’t a lie if it was in her pocket.
“I figured it out. Stop playing around and give it to me. I’m getting dizzy from this treasure hunt.”
I rubbed my face against her dress, pawing at her. Vitali flopped onto the bed.
“Almost there, Alpha. Just a little more effort.”
She clearly had no intention of giving up the key easily. I yawned, watching her and extended a claw.
“Alright, if that’s how you want to play. I didn’t want to resort to this.”
I slowly sliced through her black dress with my claw, the fabric falling away like gift wrap.
“Still don’t see it.”
Her pale skin confused me, but there was no sign of a key. Losing patience, I tore at her dress like a ten-year-old kid.
“Why can’t I find it? Where did you hide it…? Don’t tell me…”
Women have more places to hide things than men. I shivered as I reached the inevitable conclusion.
“No way… Vitali, even if you’re a bit eccentric, you wouldn’t hide it there… would you?”
I slowly scanned her bare body. Just as I reached her lower half, her slender legs wrapped around my waist.
“Ding! Almost, but not quite. It’s actually here,” Vitali said.
She opened her mouth, revealing a small wooden piece on her tongue.
“Wait, it was in your mouth? I thought it was somewhere else… cough.”
I cleared my throat, trying to hide my embarrassment. Vitali smirked, narrowing her eyes.
“That’s only half. Where’s the other half? You’re smart, Alpha, so you get it, right?”
“Oh no… I had a feeling.”
I moved my paw toward her lower half.
“Haah…”
Vitali shuddered as she let the key fall from her mouth onto the bed, her lower half as wet as the key.
“Where… where is it?”
“I-it’s deeper… there…” she gasped.
‘This is like a dungeon quest. Vitali’s body is a labyrinth…’
Suddenly, lightning flashed outside, followed by a loud thunderclap.
“Ahh!”
Whether from the thunder or something else, Vitali’s body trembled.
With the tightening sensation and the increasing pheromones, I lost control and hardened.
Vitali calmed her trembling body and wrapped her hands around me.
“Haah… with this, you’ll find the deepest part, right?”
“So this was your plan all along. You little pervert. Your father would be heartbroken.”
I thought of the stern Baronet Gideon. This was his mansion, and Vitali was his only daughter.
The guilt crept into my chest like ink smearing my thoughts.
“This bed, the dolls, the clothes—this is where you grew up. Spoiled as a rich girl, and yet you’re luring a beast instead of a man.”
I flipped Vitali onto her stomach.
“A naughty girl like you needs punishment.”
“No, not there… wrong… ahh!”
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(Note: The last scene is, uh, interesting*. Let me know if you’d like me to tone it down!)
