Chapter 107: The Mistress
July 9, 2015
Author: Floating Tower
The Bipedal Wyvern circled above Soren’s head but did not land.
The commotion had already alerted others in Modo City; some seemed to have realized Soren’s return.
“It seems Vivian has trained it well.”
A slight smile appeared on Soren’s lips, but then a hint of worry crossed his face as he murmured, “Vivian hasn’t come over. It seems she is like the last few times, right?”
For some reason.
This time, the divine power gained from killing the Vampire Son did not possess the will of the Demon God of Fear, nor the will of the Vampire Son. The former could be that the Vampire Son erased the influence of the Demon God of Fear after his investiture, while the latter could be that the Vampire Son had not completely died, or rather, he had not entirely disappeared. The existence of deities is different from that of mortals. Investiture means wagering one’s soul; when mortals d*e, their souls can be reborn in other worlds, but when deities d*e, their souls are completely dispersed.
Under normal circumstances.
Soren should have absorbed the soul power of the Vampire Son directly, but at the last moment, part of it was snatched away by the Hell Poet.
Hell Lullaby.
This strange legendary poet is somewhat intertwined with the demons in the Hell of Bartok, and in the realm of souls, he probably understands more than Soren.
However, now was not the time to think about so much; Soren decided to first check on Vivian.
Modo City was already in sight.
Soren looked at the city that was expanding before him and turned to the Mind Sorcerer behind him, saying, “What do you think of this place?”
The Mind Sorcerer chuckled lightly and said slowly, “My master.”
“You reminded me of someone!… A legendary figure from a long, long time ago!… He was also a legendary pirate!… But his legend has been buried by history!…”
A hint of interest appeared on Soren’s face as he spoke, “Who is d*e? Tell me! Maybe I’ve heard of him.”
d*e.
d*e.
The Mind Sorcerer seemed to rarely mention her own name. She glanced at Modo Harbor in the distance and said slowly, “Bodahn. A legendary pirate who once appeared in history. He really resembles you, master, but he ultimately remained a pirate, while you have gradually stepped into the eternal realm of the deities.”
“He established the Gate of Bodahn, a place long lost to the annals of history.”
“This world should have no legends about him anymore, even though at that time his name might have been more widely known than that of the deities, yet he was ultimately buried by history.”
“This place reminds me of the Gate of Bodahn.”
“Modo.”
“Although Modo City has many similarities, what’s different is that it will stand the test of time because of its master.”
Bodahn?
Soren had not heard this name before. Time is so merciless; even powerful legendary figures gradually fade from history, except for the high gods. As the Mind Sorcerer said, this world had no tales of Bodahn anymore. However, Soren had heard of the Gate of Bodahn; it seemed to be a very ancient city. Its name was somehow linked to the God of Slaughter, but it was too far back to ascertain.
Soren looked at her and asked, “Where did you learn all this?”
The Mind Sorcerer looked up at the sky and said slowly, “The Astral Realm.”
“The travelers from the Astral Realm have been observing the changes in this world. Perhaps a thousand years is a tremendous span for this world, but for the residents of the Astral Realm, it’s just a small segment in the river of history. The travelers from the Astral Realm record the histories of many realms, and the time spans could be thousands or even tens of thousands of years.”
Astral travelers.
Soren smiled and did not continue questioning, as Gloria’s figure appeared at the city gate.
“You’ve finally returned!…”
Gloria was clad in a black wizard’s robe, with lace-trimmed black silk gloves on her fair fingers. On her finger was a large diamond ring that shone with a dreamy luster. Her silver hair sparkled under the sun, and even the loose wizard’s robe could not hide her exquisite curves. When she saw Soren, a trace of joy appeared on her face, but when she sensed the beauty of the Mind Sorcerer behind him, who was veiled and could only be perceived intuitively, her expression suddenly changed slightly.
Then, as if nothing happened, she gracefully walked up to Soren and naturally linked her arm with his, casually pinching his arm lightly, and elegantly asked, “Is this our guest?”
Our.
Our guest.
The strange hint of jealousy and specific tone made Soren smile, and the Mind Sorcerer couldn’t help but let out a brief, playful laugh.
Then.
She gently stepped in front of Gloria, gazing at her stunningly beautiful face, slowly kneeling on one knee, but her knee did not touch the ground; it was merely a pretend kneeling posture. The Mind Sorcerer took Gloria’s right hand, and with a somewhat dazed expression on her face, she bent down and kissed her fingertips, playfully saying in a slightly magnetic voice, “My beautiful mistress!…”
“I am [d*e], a follower of my master, a Mind Sorcerer from the Astral Realm, and it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
“Perhaps I can be of service to you.”
Whether intentional or not, as the Mind Sorcerer stood up, she inadvertently revealed her ample bosom, leaving Gloria momentarily at a loss.
“MY LORD!”
The Mind Sorcerer’s voice echoed in Soren’s mind, lightly teasing, “My mistress is truly stunning! And really quite charming!…”
Soren’s lips twitched slightly.
He led Gloria away, directly responding through telepathy, “Don’t mess around!…”
A playful laughter rang in his mind.
The Mind Sorcerer wore a slight smile and replied, “That way, my mistress won’t have any jealousy, right? My master? It seems our secret isn’t suitable to share with too many people just yet.”
………
A group entered Modo City.
Time flew by in the blink of an eye; several months had passed, and Modo City had undergone significant changes compared to Soren’s memory. The roads had widened considerably, and the drainage ditches on both sides had completed. In the central square stood a statue, depicting Soren’s heroic figure. The brick houses had mostly been finished, the garrison’s camp and training ground had been constructed, and the city gate had been rebuilt and expanded once more. The cultivated land outside was now a vibrant green wheat field.
It might not match the splendor of Modo Harbor, but the prosperity of Modo Harbor carried a sense of noisy frivolity, while within this city, there was a profound weightiness.
This was what Soren needed.
The harbor’s prosperity was merely ephemeral fireworks; here was his true foundation!
The council hall.
Soren arranged for the Mind Sorcerer to have a room, then headed to Vivian’s quarters.
No surprises.
The Little Girl had once again fallen into the same state as before; she was deep in slumber.
“Lulu?!”
Accompanying Soren was the Fallen Witch, who brightened her eyes upon seeing him, as if she had discovered something that Gloria had not perceived. She silently followed behind, often casting glances at Soren with a gaze filled with meaning, occasionally catching sight of her daughter with a hint of guilt or some other emotion in her eyes.
In front of Vivian’s door sat the little Cat Girl.
She did not seem to have slept in a long time; her beautiful big eyes now bore dark circles, looking as if she wanted to doze off but was forcing herself to stay awake.
Hearing Soren’s voice, she suddenly jumped up and sleepily said, “Meow?!… Lulu is here!… Lulu has been guarding the master!… Lulu hasn’t slacked off!…”
Soren bent down and stroked her little head, feeling a bit heartbroken, “Lulu, good girl!… You should rest first…”
“We’re here.”
The little Cat Girl shook her head gently, timidly saying, “No!… Vivian has been asleep for a long time!… Lulu is a bit worried… Lulu will wait until she wakes up!… Meow!…”
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(PS: This is the first update for today. There will be two more updates.) (To be continued ~^~)
