BXBX NOVEL Chapter 295 Older Sister
Man, this is so boring,"
[It was better to stay at home, but we can't leave Daisy alone even though Hag is here]
Aizel sat at the table and seemed uninterested in his food as he munched on it. He didn't appear to care about the vibrant conversations going on around him.
Meanwhile, the king actively engaged with the noble heads, discussing the ongoing tournament in detail.
"I heard you lost Yongiri," Raigun said.
Yongiri just snorted.
"But still, how are you alive right now? Isn't a death in the battle necessary for the artifact to work?" Xavier asked.
"The sword seems to obey the kid," Yongiri replied.
"I already knew Soren would win," Zareena interrupted their conversation.
"The future is looking good for our kingdom," Anthony commented.
"Hahahaha.... I hope whoever is going to battle in the tournament among you will at least win his match," Aquariand said, looking towards the noble heads.
"Where is Ashlyn? Why is she not here yet? This is disrespectful towards the King," Sword Emperor inquired.
"Honestly, I really don't know where that kid is," Yongiri replied while stuffing his mouth with food.
"I have heard a lot of interesting things about this new young War God. Care to explain his origin?" Yotum suddenly said.
As soon as Yotum said those words, a hush fell over the room, and all eyes turned toward Aizel.
The once lively talks stopped all of a sudden, and a collective curiosity filled the air.
Nice one, Sir Yotum," Zareena thought.
"There is nothing to talk about. Aizel is my friend's son. His parents died in a dragon attack.
"My friend had asked me to take care of him when she gave birth to him if something happened to them one day," Vespara answered.
"You are a good friend, Vespara." The king smiled and said.
Vespara nodded towards him.
Fucking sly bastard," She thought.
"Anything else you want to know more about, Yotum?" Vespara asked, glaring at him.
"No, I was just curious," Yotum replied.
This fucking gender-bender person,"
[Master, we should stay away from him. I don't like this person. He is way too creepy and pervy]
Hmm,"
In a swift motion, another figure gracefully approached the table, capturing the attention of all present.
She walked towards the king, bowing in reverence, before taking her place beside Soren quietly.
"You should have joined on time, Ashlyn," Sword Emperor said.
"I was busy somewhere else," She replied.
She began to stuff her mouth with food after her reply.
Aizel's eyes stayed on the newcomer for a few brief moments.
The resemblance between her and Soren was undeniable. Her long, flowing hair, adorned with the same light green hue as Soren's, cascaded down her back.
As he watched her, Aizel couldn't help but think of Alora and how she ate with gusto and savored every bite like it was her last.
"What are you staring at, kid? Never seen someone eating before?" She suddenly asked while her concentration was still on the food.
"You remind me of a friend," Aizel replied.
"Hmmm.. Who are you, by the way?" She asked.
"You don't even know who he is? I have sent you all the reports that recently happened in the kingdom. Did you even bother to read it?" Sword Emperor asked.
"No Kishin, I forgot,"
Sword Emperor brows twitched after hearing that.
As her mana sense wrapped around him, Aizel felt an intrusion into his very being that he couldn't deny.
It was as if an invisible force had stripped away the layers of his soul, leaving him vulnerable and exposed.
"Oye kid, meet me alone after the banquet."
Aizel looked at her with a confused face.
[Master, just say yes for now]
What is it, Sekki?
[I can feel a spirit bound to her soul. Maybe she felt the same; that's why she wants to talk about it]
Aizel nodded towards her.
"Don't do anything behind your back when Daisy is here," Vespara whispered slowly into his ear.
"Why did you even think about that, you hag... I am not like you, horny," he replied.
"You both seem pretty close." Ashlyn interrupted them.
"You really don't know anything, huh... What were you even doing till now?" Vespara asked.
"I will let you know later," She replied.
The feast carried on for a few more hours, with lively conversations and joyous interactions filling the air.
As the night went on, the banquet came to an end, and everyone exchanged farewell greetings with one another and the king. Slowly, the noble guests started to depart, each taking their leave.
In the midst of this scene, Vespara and Daisy left, and Aizel found himself chatting with Ashlyn while strolling through the castle's lovely garden.
"I think you already know why I want to talk with you."
"Spirit weapon, right?"
Ashlyn nodded.
She summoned her weapon from her storage ring, which was a katana.
"This is my Legendary-Grade spirit weapon. But my spirit is still growing a little slowly.
"When I sensed the spirit weapon on you and the spirit, which had already surpassed my weapon, I was shocked.
"I just want to know how you did it."
"I didn't do anything. It is growing on its own," Aizel lied confidently.
"Hmm, so that's how it is. So where do you want to do it? Your place or mine?"
"What?"
"You want to fuck me first, right? That's what men like to do."
"How the fuck did you even have that idea in your mind? This is my first time meeting you, and you are the one who wants to talk."
"Ohh.. I am sorry then. What would be the price then?"
"I am telling you honestly; I don't know any method," Aizel replied, his expression getting more annoyed.
"Okay, you can leave now, but remember... I will bug you every time until you tell me the secret. Goodbye." With that said, she suddenly vanished from the spot.
"Great, now another idiot has been added to annoy me. Sekki, did you sense something from that weapon?"
[No Master, she was actually telling the truth. Her spirit weapon is growing literally at a snail's pace]
"How much time do you think, her spirit would have to talk or gain any abilities like yours?"
[At this rate, maybe another 20–30 years]
"Damn that long. I think even I will be annoyed with it and will do anything to know the secret to make it grow faster."
[Master, you know what will happen, right?]
"Yes, she will be a pain in the ass."