NOVEL NEXT chapter 21
Chapter 21: Adults, Bad Women Aren’t Used Like This
“……”
The woman’s hands reached around from both sides of Chu Yan’s waist, guiding him to turn around. The sticky shampoo spread between her jade fingers, and her nimble fingers gently massaged Chu Yan’s head.
“Indeed, once the muscles are developed, it’s like a person shaped from a string of potatoes~”
The executioner’s voice was soft and mesmerizing, like gazing at distant mountains through the rain, exuding a bewitching warmth amidst the pitter-patter.
Chatting with her, Chu Yan didn’t even notice the drowsiness creeping up on him, losing consciousness amidst the back-and-forth banter.
When he awoke, he was already in the lord’s bedroom.
The bed beside him was the familiar softness, and the ceiling conveyed the comfort of an old friend.
Light from the dawn streamed in through the window.
Xia Nuoya, sensing his awakening, stretched and said:
“You’re awake. You went to sleep so early yesterday; I saw you passed out on the bed when I came back.”
“Is that so…?”
Chu Yan tried to recall, but his memory was hazy, only remembering some light talk about something, the Dead Sea nobility’s counterattack.
After that, he knew nothing.
Undoubtedly, Chu Yan wasn’t so indolent as to fall into such a confused slumber; it was most likely the executioner’s doing.
“Speaking of which, has the executioner left?”
“She left, early in the morning.”
“…”
Doesn’t this mean I’ve lost the chance to even confirm it with her?
Never mind, it doesn’t matter.
…
In a secret chamber of the Dead Sea capability’s estate.
With the lessons from the past, their gatherings became more cautious and careful, each person adorned with magical amulets for protection.
The magic stone on the table glowed, connecting them to the old Baron Pige, who was abroad.
But calling him a baron wasn’t quite accurate, as Pige had already passed on his title to his son and was now living a life of luxury.
“What do you want? My son isn’t with you, are you bypassing him to contact me? What happened?”
“Old Pige… your family… they’re all dead…”
“What?”
Chapter 19 Gotcha, your family isn’t all dead, you’re the only one left
Old Pige was stunned, his mind racing through various possibilities.
A monster tide outbreak, or perhaps a ronin causing trouble there; otherwise, on the borders of the Dead Sea, such a disaster couldn’t possibly befall the Pige family!
On the other end of the magic stone.
Seeing Old Pige’s astonished reaction, the nobles worried he might be too shocked at his age and drop dead right there.
For many years, the noble circle has revolved around the Pigo family as its backbone. It’s unbearable to think that even the last leading sheep might be gone.
Viscount Veda, the “second in command” among the Dead Sea nobility, quickly corrected himself, saying diplomatically, “My apologies, Lord Pigo, please calm down. We misspoke earlier; not everyone in your family has perished…”
Lord Pigo breathed a sigh of relief, knowing such a thing couldn’t possibly happen, and scolded:
“Is my son making bets with you over drinks, having you play this absurd joke on me? Tell him to come out and take his scolding!”
Viscount Veda swallowed hard, struggling to speak:
“It was indeed just a joke… Not everyone is dead; at least you, Lord Pigo, are still here.”
“…?!”
Lord Pigo nearly had a stroke on the spot.
After some time spent inquiring, he finally grasped the full extent of the situation. Grief and anger struck like a bolt from the blue, crashing down upon his heart.
The old man, his hair and beard all white, his eyes reddened, mourned the tragic death of his family for a good while before he could barely compose himself.
Lord Pigo, grinding his teeth, demanded:
“Was it the work of that new Dragonborn young lord?”
“There’s no concrete evidence, but he’s the only variable that could have done this.”
Lord Pigo flung his arm, shattering the cups on the table, and declared:
“Wait for me; I’ll deal with this matter right now. Even if you are Dragonborn, you’ll pay for my son’s death!”
Viscount Veda exchanged glances with his colleague, relieved that someone would lead them, which was better than anything else.
Otherwise, just thinking about the deathly state of the Pigo mansion made them uneasy, even hiding in their own homes.
“Lord Pigo, what should we do now? Wait patiently for your return?”
“Yes, do nothing for now. Call back the servant teams cleaning up the demons, ignore the affairs of the domain, and let that lord feel the pressure! He didn’t bring a guard squad, did he?”
These nobles had long harbored such thoughts; they dared to act so brazenly in the Dead Sea borderlands because, ultimately, they believed it couldn’t function without them.
Ordinary demons had to rely on their efforts to be cleared, and the poor clung desperately to their protection to survive.
“But… my lord, if we don’t clear the demons, won’t our own safety be compromised?”
Lord Pigo, of course, didn’t wish for mutual destruction, destroying the foundation of the Dead Sea nobility. He laughed coldly:
“What are you worried about? I just want a disturbance caused by the demons. It’s normal for people to die in such chaos, isn’t it?
Just to be safe, I’ll seek the help of another Dragonborn prince. I won’t let that boy leave the Dead Sea alive!”
…
Chu Yan woke up in the morning and found himself frequently lost in thought.
Fortunately, this could be considered a reasonable rest.
During the executioner’s visit, progress in various aspects of the Dead Sea borderlands had been significantly advanced. Chu Yan felt as if he had dozed off during an exam, and the test paper had been completed by itself to seventy percent.
All that was left was to tie up loose ends and then wait for the time to hand in the paper.
But in his mind’s memory, a strange buttock suddenly appeared, with its rounded and lush curves reflecting multiple meanings.
Deep, mysterious, and difficult to decipher, with unpredictable moods and chaotic changes…
As the saying goes, seeing is believing, and seeing someone’s buttocks is just as true.
Although he hadn’t even thought about it when he woke up, with his mind clearing up, more images began to emerge, so this must be the idol’s?
“What’s wrong?”
Jennet couldn’t get the lord to come down, so she looked around and finally saw the young lord lying on the couch.
He was sitting there like a Buddha, perfectly blending in with the surrounding environment, and it was hard to notice him unless you looked closely.
“What’s wrong, of course, is that I’m spacing out, Jennet, how did you get here, I thought it was Xanoya?”
Chu Yan was about to continue lounging, but at this height, his gaze was directly opposite Jennet’s navel.
On the flat stomach, through exercise, a sleek and seductive mermaid line was etched, with a pink and slender navel tracing its outline.
Especially Jennet immediately sensed his gaze, with a playful and flirtatious smile on her lips, Chu Yan stood up as if nothing was wrong.
Luckily, Jennet didn’t say a word about it, and instead responded:
“Xanoya is practicing swordsmanship on the second floor, I just saw her, do you want to go take a look at the training results of the Death Sea Warrior?”
Normally, Chu Yan might have refused, as he preferred to continue lounging.
Because the idol’s buttocks were too beautiful… mysterious, he couldn’t understand their intentions, and could only repeatedly watch and ponder in his mind, trying to figure out what she was up to.
But Chu Yan didn’t want Jennet to tease him about her navel, feeling awkward, so he got up.
They came to the second floor, where a few forbidden people were also imprisoned, although they rarely came out.
Apart from “cells,” this floor had a few activity rooms, similar to a martial arts training ground.
Xanoya was in one of them, sweating profusely.
Chu Yan glanced a few times, knocked on the door, and said:
“Xanoya, I’m going out to the wasteland to take a look at the training results of the Death Sea Warrior.”
Xanoya wiped the sweat from her neck, turned around, and said:
“Wait for me to wipe off the sweat, and I’ll go with you.”
Chu Yan continued walking with Jennet.