Chapter 150: Battle of... what?!
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Chapter 150 Battle of... what?!
Amarantha was in quite a tense state, and her brain was actively pondering what could be done to avoid further problems with Veronica. The situation was such that Adam was in her castle, which meant he was under her control. This greatly irritated her.
"Why is this old hag clinging to my Adam and even calling him her son?" she thought, furrowing her brows. Her gaze slid over Veronica's beautifully pale face, which displayed envy. "She's easy to distract; all it takes is discussing something that brings up Adam's name. I distract her for five hours and try to signal Sierra, but it seems she prefers to have fun rather than get down to business..."
Amarantha sighed heavily, her gaze shifting to Queen Nymph, who was behaving elegantly with Veronica as if they were best friends. This quick-to-befriend and party-loving nature of hers stood out the most among Amarantha's acquaintances, who were half-elves and half-demons. Amarantha couldn't understand what was on the mind of this two-tailed being.
"Anyway, I've roughly figured out why you were trying to distract me," suddenly said Veronica, removing the despondency from her face and looking into Amarantha's eyes.
Amarantha sighed.
A whistle sounded. The wind intensified, and dust rose into the air. Now the situation had changed, and the mood on both sides was far from warm. Sierra wiped away her carefree smile and turned serious. Her red eyes shone brightly, and a bow appeared in her hand, looking as if it were made of crystal.
"Magic crystallization? It's a challenging task even for advanced mages, although for a nymph of your age, I suppose it's not bad," said Veronica, who hadn't moved an inch during this time. But despite that, her aura affected them. "Alright, I'll be straightforward with you... you are my beloved son's former wives, right? That's why I'm going to deal with you rather roughly. You took care of him, even though you're nothing more than vile parasites."
"What the hell are you talking about?" burst out of Amarantha's mouth, and she took a step forward, face to face with Veronica. Their faces were just five centimeters apart, and their gazes burned into each other, like a cat with a dog. "Maybe you can explain why you claim that he's your son? I highly doubt it."
"Doubt?" murmured Veronica with a horrifying voice. Iliantra squinted, feeling goosebumps run down her spine.
Nirena whistled when she noticed that Veronica's eyes had turned completely black, including the sclera. A quiet explosion followed, and the pressure on the women suddenly increased tenfold. Iliantra fell to the ground, unable to resist, and Nirena barely held on. Even Sierra was affected, though she only experienced slight dizziness.
"Amarantha!" Sierra called out with concern.
The elf with black hair was at the epicenter of the pressure, which meant she felt it twice as strongly. This couldn't help but worry Sierra, who understood very well how much harm such force could cause. However, Amarantha didn't turn at her exclamation.
"Khh..." A quiet grinding of teeth could be heard. It was Amarantha, who stood proudly. Her posture was straight, and her hands were clenched into fists, bleeding from the force she exerted to keep her stance. Several blood vessels in her eyes burst, and her beautiful green eyes turned a shade of red.
"Ho-o... you withstand my pressure. That's commendable," Veronica said with praise.
"And did you... think I wouldn't... be able to?!" Amarantha yelled in response.
A flash. Amarantha's body ignited with a bright violet light, while even Veronica's pressure succumbed to this unknown energy. The power was terrifying, and it increased with every passing second, while small craters appeared next to Amarantha, merging into one.
"...," Veronica frowned and suddenly disappeared from her spot.
BOOOOM!
A loud explosion followed this. The violet energy, which had turned into a massive stone pillar in the air, landed precisely where Veronica had been earlier.
"What the hell!" cursed Sierra and, picking up Iliantra and Nirena, retreated.
BOOOOOOOOOOM!
"Good! Ha-ha-ha! Excellent! Amarantha, if you prove your strength, I might even change my opinion!" Veronica's voice echoed.
"Shut up!"
Amarantha concentrated magical power in her hand and created a small magic ball the size of a golf ball. She then snapped her fingers, and the ball flew into the air by itself, whistling as it headed towards Veronica.
"O-o-o... compressed dark magic with a touch of light magic? Girl, you've got it!" Veronica praised with a laugh. But then her smile turned into a smirk. "But it's too weak."
Ping! A slightly strange sound followed as if a baseball had been hit by a steel bat. That's how strong Veronica's hand was. However, Demon Queen had to dodge a sudden strike that came from the distortion in the air.
"Tsk..." Amarantha clicked her tongue and brushed her hair back.
Her appearance had changed significantly. Now she resembled Adam in some ways, but the elven traits were still there. Her demonic wings made a flapping sound, and her tail swayed gently. Her sclera had turned black, and her aura had become more menacing and hypnotic.
"Demon? No, not quite... succubus and elf? What a celebration, huh? I never took any interest in you, thinking you were just another newcomer who would act like a super-duper lady, but who would have thought," Veronica said in surprise. "Then my apologies... take this bomb."
Amarantha raised her head when she heard a sudden whistle above her. Her eyes widened at what she saw.
"What the hell?!" she exclaimed.
With terrifying speed, a round red object was plummeting from the sky, getting closer and closer to Amarantha with each passing second. Sierra furrowed her brow and drew her bowstring, and then her hands lit up, and... poof, an arrow appeared between her index and middle fingers.
Pulling the arrow on the string, Sierra aimed at the round object, which had turned into a large fireball. Narrowing her eyes, she gradually lowered the arrow when she realized that the target had been acquired, and the arrow's trajectory would go where it needed to.
"Fire."
Whoosh.
With a hissing sound, the arrow shot towards the fireball. Amarantha saw it and used this chance to step back.
"Impressive," Veronica whistled and squinted her eyes. However, her calm reaction surprised Amarantha, so she remained vigilant.
Then something unusual, but very shocking, happened. Even with all her strength, Sierra couldn't deflect the fireball from its trajectory, and the arrow couldn't even harm it. This left Amarantha puzzled.
"See, Queen Nymph? Your magic is useless against my magic, given the difference in experience between us," Veronica said with a smirk.
"Hehe... we'll see," Amarantha replied.
Amarantha landed next to Sierra and bit her lip. She was watching the ice-covered fireball that was now displaying a distorted video on its surface. But then...
"Is this what you need to do? As far as I can see, your body is already strong enough," Sierra's voice suddenly came, sounding muffled and distorted, like it was coming from a cellphone speaker.
"Huh?" Amarantha and Veronica were both surprised.
The ice-covered fireball suddenly transformed into a video where Adam was doing abdominal exercises and running. His upper body was exposed, triggering a passionate reaction from all four women.
"W-what is this?!" Veronica exclaimed in shock, wiping drool from her mouth. "Damn, my boy has grown so much... I must watch this!"
Veronica raised both hands as if making a "STOP" sign. The fireball, now an icy sphere, stopped in mid-air. It turned into a large screen, and Veronica forgot about the battle, focusing her attention on watching Adam's exercises.
Sierra stood with a proud expression on her face, which was both self-satisfied and cute. Amarantha smiled at her and patted her on the shoulder.
"Well done. I didn't know this would work."
"Ah-ha! Come on, praise me more!" Sierra smiled but then looked at Amarantha with a questioning expression. "One question... why are you gripping my shoulder so tightly? It hurts..."
"Speak... why did you even keep a video like that?" Amarantha's voice was icy.
"..."
Sierra chose to exercise her right to remain silent.
*** n))O)/v-)e/)l-.b.(I..n
Two days later...
Adam raised an eyebrow as he exchanged glances between Amarantha and Veronica, then from Veronica back to Amarantha. He was left speechless, and his facial expression perfectly conveyed his shock.
"You fought, fought, and then decided to make peace?" Adam asked, receiving a brief nod. The corner of his eye twitched. "Seriously? What was all this drama for, and my worries?"
"Hehe... well, listen, son-in-law, it's not bad either!" Sierra interjected awkwardly, waving her hands with clear embarrassment on her face. "After all, everyone can be reconciled, and women obsessed with one man can be easily distracted with just a nude photo..."
"SHUT UP!" Both Veronica and Amarantha suddenly shouted.
Adam sighed heavily and leaned back in his chair. He felt like the whole world had lost its meaning. However, deep down, he felt a sense of calm and joy that they were able to resolve this situation peacefully.
"But what about the naked photos?" he asked, narrowing his eyes.
"What? What are you talking about? You must be hearing things. Here, have some tea," Amarantha said in a robotic tone.
"Indeed. Here are some cookies. They're very tasty," Veronica added in the same manner.
Adam sighed again but didn't refuse their offerings. The cookies were chocolate-filled, and he certainly wouldn't turn them down. However, he had other issues to address right now.
"Amarantha, Veronica ... Iliantra, you stay as well. Mother-in-law and... Your Majesty Nirena, please leave us alone for a few minutes."
To be continued...
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Chapter 150 Battle of... what?!
Amarantha was in quite a tense state, and her brain was actively pondering what could be done to avoid further problems with Veronica. The situation was such that Adam was in her castle, which meant he was under her control. This greatly irritated her.
"Why is this old hag clinging to my Adam and even calling him her son?" she thought, furrowing her brows. Her gaze slid over Veronica's beautifully pale face, which displayed envy. "She's easy to distract; all it takes is discussing something that brings up Adam's name. I distract her for five hours and try to signal Sierra, but it seems she prefers to have fun rather than get down to business..."
Amarantha sighed heavily, her gaze shifting to Queen Nymph, who was behaving elegantly with Veronica as if they were best friends. This quick-to-befriend and party-loving nature of hers stood out the most among Amarantha's acquaintances, who were half-elves and half-demons. Amarantha couldn't understand what was on the mind of this two-tailed being.
"Anyway, I've roughly figured out why you were trying to distract me," suddenly said Veronica, removing the despondency from her face and looking into Amarantha's eyes.
Amarantha sighed.
A whistle sounded. The wind intensified, and dust rose into the air. Now the situation had changed, and the mood on both sides was far from warm. Sierra wiped away her carefree smile and turned serious. Her red eyes shone brightly, and a bow appeared in her hand, looking as if it were made of crystal.
"Magic crystallization? It's a challenging task even for advanced mages, although for a nymph of your age, I suppose it's not bad," said Veronica, who hadn't moved an inch during this time. But despite that, her aura affected them. "Alright, I'll be straightforward with you... you are my beloved son's former wives, right? That's why I'm going to deal with you rather roughly. You took care of him, even though you're nothing more than vile parasites."
"What the hell are you talking about?" burst out of Amarantha's mouth, and she took a step forward, face to face with Veronica. Their faces were just five centimeters apart, and their gazes burned into each other, like a cat with a dog. "Maybe you can explain why you claim that he's your son? I highly doubt it."
"Doubt?" murmured Veronica with a horrifying voice. Iliantra squinted, feeling goosebumps run down her spine.
Nirena whistled when she noticed that Veronica's eyes had turned completely black, including the sclera. A quiet explosion followed, and the pressure on the women suddenly increased tenfold. Iliantra fell to the ground, unable to resist, and Nirena barely held on. Even Sierra was affected, though she only experienced slight dizziness.
"Amarantha!" Sierra called out with concern.
The elf with black hair was at the epicenter of the pressure, which meant she felt it twice as strongly. This couldn't help but worry Sierra, who understood very well how much harm such force could cause. However, Amarantha didn't turn at her exclamation.
"Khh..." A quiet grinding of teeth could be heard. It was Amarantha, who stood proudly. Her posture was straight, and her hands were clenched into fists, bleeding from the force she exerted to keep her stance. Several blood vessels in her eyes burst, and her beautiful green eyes turned a shade of red.
"Ho-o... you withstand my pressure. That's commendable," Veronica said with praise.
"And did you... think I wouldn't... be able to?!" Amarantha yelled in response.
A flash. Amarantha's body ignited with a bright violet light, while even Veronica's pressure succumbed to this unknown energy. The power was terrifying, and it increased with every passing second, while small craters appeared next to Amarantha, merging into one.
"...," Veronica frowned and suddenly disappeared from her spot.
BOOOOM!
A loud explosion followed this. The violet energy, which had turned into a massive stone pillar in the air, landed precisely where Veronica had been earlier.
"What the hell!" cursed Sierra and, picking up Iliantra and Nirena, retreated.
BOOOOOOOOOOM!
"Good! Ha-ha-ha! Excellent! Amarantha, if you prove your strength, I might even change my opinion!" Veronica's voice echoed.
"Shut up!"
Amarantha concentrated magical power in her hand and created a small magic ball the size of a golf ball. She then snapped her fingers, and the ball flew into the air by itself, whistling as it headed towards Veronica.
"O-o-o... compressed dark magic with a touch of light magic? Girl, you've got it!" Veronica praised with a laugh. But then her smile turned into a smirk. "But it's too weak."
Ping! A slightly strange sound followed as if a baseball had been hit by a steel bat. That's how strong Veronica's hand was. However, Demon Queen had to dodge a sudden strike that came from the distortion in the air.
"Tsk..." Amarantha clicked her tongue and brushed her hair back.
Her appearance had changed significantly. Now she resembled Adam in some ways, but the elven traits were still there. Her demonic wings made a flapping sound, and her tail swayed gently. Her sclera had turned black, and her aura had become more menacing and hypnotic.
"Demon? No, not quite... succubus and elf? What a celebration, huh? I never took any interest in you, thinking you were just another newcomer who would act like a super-duper lady, but who would have thought," Veronica said in surprise. "Then my apologies... take this bomb."
Amarantha raised her head when she heard a sudden whistle above her. Her eyes widened at what she saw.
"What the hell?!" she exclaimed.
With terrifying speed, a round red object was plummeting from the sky, getting closer and closer to Amarantha with each passing second. Sierra furrowed her brow and drew her bowstring, and then her hands lit up, and... poof, an arrow appeared between her index and middle fingers.
Pulling the arrow on the string, Sierra aimed at the round object, which had turned into a large fireball. Narrowing her eyes, she gradually lowered the arrow when she realized that the target had been acquired, and the arrow's trajectory would go where it needed to.
"Fire."
Whoosh.
With a hissing sound, the arrow shot towards the fireball. Amarantha saw it and used this chance to step back.
"Impressive," Veronica whistled and squinted her eyes. However, her calm reaction surprised Amarantha, so she remained vigilant.
Then something unusual, but very shocking, happened. Even with all her strength, Sierra couldn't deflect the fireball from its trajectory, and the arrow couldn't even harm it. This left Amarantha puzzled.
"See, Queen Nymph? Your magic is useless against my magic, given the difference in experience between us," Veronica said with a smirk.
"Hehe... we'll see," Amarantha replied.
Amarantha landed next to Sierra and bit her lip. She was watching the ice-covered fireball that was now displaying a distorted video on its surface. But then...
"Is this what you need to do? As far as I can see, your body is already strong enough," Sierra's voice suddenly came, sounding muffled and distorted, like it was coming from a cellphone speaker.
"Huh?" Amarantha and Veronica were both surprised.
The ice-covered fireball suddenly transformed into a video where Adam was doing abdominal exercises and running. His upper body was exposed, triggering a passionate reaction from all four women.
"W-what is this?!" Veronica exclaimed in shock, wiping drool from her mouth. "Damn, my boy has grown so much... I must watch this!"
Veronica raised both hands as if making a "STOP" sign. The fireball, now an icy sphere, stopped in mid-air. It turned into a large screen, and Veronica forgot about the battle, focusing her attention on watching Adam's exercises.
Sierra stood with a proud expression on her face, which was both self-satisfied and cute. Amarantha smiled at her and patted her on the shoulder.
"Well done. I didn't know this would work."
"Ah-ha! Come on, praise me more!" Sierra smiled but then looked at Amarantha with a questioning expression. "One question... why are you gripping my shoulder so tightly? It hurts..."
"Speak... why did you even keep a video like that?" Amarantha's voice was icy.
"..."
Sierra chose to exercise her right to remain silent.
*** n))O)/v-)e/)l-.b.(I..n
Two days later...
Adam raised an eyebrow as he exchanged glances between Amarantha and Veronica, then from Veronica back to Amarantha. He was left speechless, and his facial expression perfectly conveyed his shock.
"You fought, fought, and then decided to make peace?" Adam asked, receiving a brief nod. The corner of his eye twitched. "Seriously? What was all this drama for, and my worries?"
"Hehe... well, listen, son-in-law, it's not bad either!" Sierra interjected awkwardly, waving her hands with clear embarrassment on her face. "After all, everyone can be reconciled, and women obsessed with one man can be easily distracted with just a nude photo..."
"SHUT UP!" Both Veronica and Amarantha suddenly shouted.
Adam sighed heavily and leaned back in his chair. He felt like the whole world had lost its meaning. However, deep down, he felt a sense of calm and joy that they were able to resolve this situation peacefully.
"But what about the naked photos?" he asked, narrowing his eyes.
"What? What are you talking about? You must be hearing things. Here, have some tea," Amarantha said in a robotic tone.
"Indeed. Here are some cookies. They're very tasty," Veronica added in the same manner.
Adam sighed again but didn't refuse their offerings. The cookies were chocolate-filled, and he certainly wouldn't turn them down. However, he had other issues to address right now.
"Amarantha, Veronica ... Iliantra, you stay as well. Mother-in-law and... Your Majesty Nirena, please leave us alone for a few minutes."
To be continued...
Chapter 150 Battle of... what?! Amarantha was in quite a tense state, and her brain was actively pondering what could be done to avoid further problems with Veronica. The situation was such that Adam was in her castle, which meant he was under her control. This greatly irritated her. "Why is this old hag clinging to my Adam and even calling him her son?" she thought, furrowing her brows. Her gaze slid over Veronica's beautifully pale face, which displayed envy. "She's easy to distract; all it takes is discussing something that brings up Adam's name. I distract her for five hours and try to signal Sierra, but it seems she prefers to have fun rather than get down to business..." Amarantha sighed heavily, her gaze shifting to Queen Nymph, who was behaving elegantly with Veronica as if they were best friends. This quick-to-befriend and party-loving nature of hers stood out the most among Amarantha's acquaintances, who were half-elves and half-demons. Amarantha couldn't understand what was on the mind of this two-tailed being. "Anyway, I've roughly figured out why you were trying to distract me," suddenly said Veronica, removing the despondency from her face and looking into Amarantha's eyes. Amarantha sighed. A whistle sounded. The wind intensified, and dust rose into the air. Now the situation had changed, and the mood on both sides was far from warm. Sierra wiped away her carefree smile and turned serious. Her red eyes shone brightly, and a bow appeared in her hand, looking as if it were made of crystal. "Magic crystallization? It's a challenging task even for advanced mages, although for a nymph of your age, I suppose it's not bad," said Veronica, who hadn't moved an inch during this time. But despite that, her aura affected them. "Alright, I'll be straightforward with you... you are my beloved son's former wives, right? That's why I'm going to deal with you rather roughly. You took care of him, even though you're nothing more than vile parasites." "What the hell are you talking about?" burst out of Amarantha's mouth, and she took a step forward, face to face with Veronica. Their faces were just five centimeters apart, and their gazes burned into each other, like a cat with a dog. "Maybe you can explain why you claim that he's your son? I highly doubt it." "Doubt?" murmured Veronica with a horrifying voice. Iliantra squinted, feeling goosebumps run down her spine. Nirena whistled when she noticed that Veronica's eyes had turned completely black, including the sclera. A quiet explosion followed, and the pressure on the women suddenly increased tenfold. Iliantra fell to the ground, unable to resist, and Nirena barely held on. Even Sierra was affected, though she only experienced slight dizziness. "Amarantha!" Sierra called out with concern. The elf with black hair was at the epicenter of the pressure, which meant she felt it twice as strongly. This couldn't help but worry Sierra, who understood very well how much harm such force could cause. However, Amarantha didn't turn at her exclamation. "Khh..." A quiet grinding of teeth could be heard. It was Amarantha, who stood proudly. Her posture was straight, and her hands were clenched into fists, bleeding from the force she exerted to keep her stance. Several blood vessels in her eyes burst, and her beautiful green eyes turned a shade of red. "Ho-o... you withstand my pressure. That's commendable," Veronica said with praise. "And did you... think I wouldn't... be able to?!" Amarantha yelled in response. A flash. Amarantha's body ignited with a bright violet light, while even Veronica's pressure succumbed to this unknown energy. The power was terrifying, and it increased with every passing second, while small craters appeared next to Amarantha, merging into one. "...," Veronica frowned and suddenly disappeared from her spot. BOOOOM! A loud explosion followed this. The violet energy, which had turned into a massive stone pillar in the air, landed precisely where Veronica had been earlier. "What the hell!" cursed Sierra and, picking up Iliantra and Nirena, retreated. BOOOOOOOOOOM! "Good! Ha-ha-ha! Excellent! Amarantha, if you prove your strength, I might even change my opinion!" Veronica's voice echoed. "Shut up!" Amarantha concentrated magical power in her hand and created a small magic ball the size of a golf ball. She then snapped her fingers, and the ball flew into the air by itself, whistling as it headed towards Veronica. "O-o-o... compressed dark magic with a touch of light magic? Girl, you've got it!" Veronica praised with a laugh. But then her smile turned into a smirk. "But it's too weak." Ping! A slightly strange sound followed as if a baseball had been hit by a steel bat. That's how strong Veronica's hand was. However, Demon Queen had to dodge a sudden strike that came from the distortion in the air. "Tsk..." Amarantha clicked her tongue and brushed her hair back. Her appearance had changed significantly. Now she resembled Adam in some ways, but the elven traits were still there. Her demonic wings made a flapping sound, and her tail swayed gently. Her sclera had turned black, and her aura had become more menacing and hypnotic. "Demon? No, not quite... succubus and elf? What a celebration, huh? I never took any interest in you, thinking you were just another newcomer who would act like a super-duper lady, but who would have thought," Veronica said in surprise. "Then my apologies... take this bomb." Amarantha raised her head when she heard a sudden whistle above her. Her eyes widened at what she saw. "What the hell?!" she exclaimed. With terrifying speed, a round red object was plummeting from the sky, getting closer and closer to Amarantha with each passing second. Sierra furrowed her brow and drew her bowstring, and then her hands lit up, and... poof, an arrow appeared between her index and middle fingers. Pulling the arrow on the string, Sierra aimed at the round object, which had turned into a large fireball. Narrowing her eyes, she gradually lowered the arrow when she realized that the target had been acquired, and the arrow's trajectory would go where it needed to. "Fire." Whoosh. With a hissing sound, the arrow shot towards the fireball. Amarantha saw it and used this chance to step back. "Impressive," Veronica whistled and squinted her eyes. However, her calm reaction surprised Amarantha, so she remained vigilant. Then something unusual, but very shocking, happened. Even with all her strength, Sierra couldn't deflect the fireball from its trajectory, and the arrow couldn't even harm it. This left Amarantha puzzled. "See, Queen Nymph? Your magic is useless against my magic, given the difference in experience between us," Veronica said with a smirk. "Hehe... we'll see," Amarantha replied. Amarantha landed next to Sierra and bit her lip. She was watching the ice-covered fireball that was now displaying a distorted video on its surface. But then... "Is this what you need to do? As far as I can see, your body is already strong enough," Sierra's voice suddenly came, sounding muffled and distorted, like it was coming from a cellphone speaker. "Huh?" Amarantha and Veronica were both surprised. The ice-covered fireball suddenly transformed into a video where Adam was doing abdominal exercises and running. His upper body was exposed, triggering a passionate reaction from all four women. "W-what is this?!" Veronica exclaimed in shock, wiping drool from her mouth. "Damn, my boy has grown so much... I must watch this!" Veronica raised both hands as if making a "STOP" sign. The fireball, now an icy sphere, stopped in mid-air. It turned into a large screen, and Veronica forgot about the battle, focusing her attention on watching Adam's exercises. Sierra stood with a proud expression on her face, which was both self-satisfied and cute. Amarantha smiled at her and patted her on the shoulder. "Well done. I didn't know this would work." "Ah-ha! Come on, praise me more!" Sierra smiled but then looked at Amarantha with a questioning expression. "One question... why are you gripping my shoulder so tightly? It hurts..." "Speak... why did you even keep a video like that?" Amarantha's voice was icy. "..." Sierra chose to exercise her right to remain silent. *** nO/v-e/l-.b.I..nTwo days later... Adam raised an eyebrow as he exchanged glances between Amarantha and Veronica, then from Veronica back to Amarantha. He was left speechless, and his facial expression perfectly conveyed his shock. "You fought, fought, and then decided to make peace?" Adam asked, receiving a brief nod. The corner of his eye twitched. "Seriously? What was all this drama for, and my worries?" "Hehe... well, listen, son-in-law, it's not bad either!" Sierra interjected awkwardly, waving her hands with clear embarrassment on her face. "After all, everyone can be reconciled, and women obsessed with one man can be easily distracted with just a nude photo..." "SHUT UP!" Both Veronica and Amarantha suddenly shouted. Adam sighed heavily and leaned back in his chair. He felt like the whole world had lost its meaning. However, deep down, he felt a sense of calm and joy that they were able to resolve this situation peacefully. "But what about the naked photos?" he asked, narrowing his eyes. "What? What are you talking about? You must be hearing things. Here, have some tea," Amarantha said in a robotic tone. "Indeed. Here are some cookies. They're very tasty," Veronica added in the same manner. Adam sighed again but didn't refuse their offerings. The cookies were chocolate-filled, and he certainly wouldn't turn them down. However, he had other issues to address right now. "Amarantha, Veronica ... Iliantra, you stay as well. Mother-in-law and... Your Majesty Nirena, please leave us alone for a few minutes." To be continued...
