Chapter 170: Harem discussion (2) (1/2)
AN: So yeah. I was supposed to go out and sight see and shit but in the end basically did not leave the house. The reason? I began playing persona 5 royal and holy fucking shit. I shouldn't have. That game is fucking epic. I played from 11 am to 3 am straight. Only stopping to receive a deliveroo and eating. Like I don't know what to say. Only that this game is fucking epic. Currently I am at Futaba's palace and I have Ryuji at rank 10, Sun at 10. Emperor at 3. Ann at 8. Tae at 8. Ohya at 8, Kawaki at 8, Makoto at 6,Chihaya at 6 and some other. I am not honestly not much of a gamer. The only games I ever completed in my life were Dissidia final fantasy and Naruto storm 3 and many VN. Basically I like reading and Persona totally hit my weak point. I might really write a P5r fic, I am just waiting to complete the game and see. Anyway enough rambling. I will be a little slow this week. But next week schedule will be normal with one or two bonus chapter depending on my mood. Enjoy the chapter. By the way, I also maxed Faith confidant. But it is normal that she is maxed at 5? No spoil please and power stone make me happy so vote for me. Though joining ******* would make me even happier. Nothing better than cold hard cash. XD.)
The atmosphere was awkward, while the room was plunged in a rather heavy silence.
Finally, raising her hand, Medea whose heterochromatic eyes shone, asked,
”Sol only asked you to make the preparations. Why then, do you act as if you are the boss?”
Medea usually acted like a meek and gentle woman, but at the end of the day, she was still a centuries-old witch. She might be a shy and inexperienced maiden in front of Sol.
But such a personality completely vanished at this moment.
It was something easily forgettable, but no one could stand the natural pressure of Medea. After all, few people could face the weight of the time.
The same went for the other witches.
The moment Medea advanced, both Freya and Persephone both released their own pressures while maintaining a smile on their faces.
Anyone normal would have fainted in such a situation.
The problem was...No one was normal here.
The room literally began to tremble as everyone else released their own power.
The lowest level here was close to Duke. Meanwhile, there were five Kings.
This was a power sufficient to flatten any kingdom.
At the same time, the factions could clearly be seen,
On one side, both Setsuna and Lilin stood together.
Then, even though she seemed reluctant to, Lilith stood with Camelia and a confused Chloe.
Meanwhile, the three witches were forming a team.
The only one alone was Milia, who seemed completely unbothered by the situation.
”Edea or rather, Medea. I honestly respect you very much, but I do not like your insinuation. I am simply sincerely trying to steer the discussion to meet our goal. Someone has to do it, right?”
”...And that someone is you, I guess?”
”Of course, it doesn't have to be me. But I believe someone with experi…”
”I am hundreds of years older than you.”
”...”
”Cat got your tongue, heh?”
Lilith snickered, it was rare to see the usually overly rational Camelia get beaten like this.
Of course, she also understood that rationality always flew out of the window when it came to Sol.
”So, a centuries-old woman seduced a young boy? Smooth.”
This unexpected attack came from Lilin.
This time, it was Medea's turn to be speechless. After all, it was indeed one of the thorns in her heart.
No matter how old she looked like, and no matter how long Sol could live in theory, this was something she couldn't counter.
”For people like us and Sol, age is just a number. In three or so hundred years, aside from that angel, only the three of us would still stand beside him.”
As always, Persephone, the party popper, talked about the realities most people tried to ignore.
As long as they did not reach the demi-god level, living for too long was impossible.
Meanwhile, as a dragon and with the fact that he was basically assured to become a demi-god, Sol's lifespan could only be counted in thousands.
”This might not be so. I am pretty sure that you three might kill him before that.”
Setsuna gritted her teeth as she said so. She did not like the fact that Sol was wasting away his lifespan because of those witches. Her stance was clear to see.
”I understand that for Sol, thanks to his resistance, he only might lose one or two years each time. When compared to his full life span, this seems so small it's laughable. But so what?”
Setsuna had absolutely nothing against the witches themselves, she understood their curses and found them pitiable, but that was all.
Of course, she never dared to complain to Sol about it. She knew just how much Sol loved Medea, but,
”I can understand Miss Medea. But what about the other two? Why does Sol have to take such risks? Miss Persephone even more. I can still smell him on you.”
Medea hung her head, guilt covering her face Meanwhile, Freya was attracted by another point,
”Persephone, you shagged him!?”
She was astonished.
She had tried to get it going with Sol but had failed. So how did Persephone succeed,
”Fufufu~! It was an epic night.”
”You-!”
Setsuna did not like how they were basically ignoring her.
Persephone, though, showed no shame as she faced Setsuna, ”Young pup, you should mind your words. Sol is not a kid. He knows full well the risks, even more so than you. Then, who are you to judge us?”
”But…”
”No buts. I understand that from your perspective, such loss is unbearable. But, once again, you are not Sol. In fact, as of now, you are nothing more than his knight and perhaps his plaything. Come back when you will become his wife.”
*Grrr*