Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 419 - 420: A Puzzle of a Person [16/16]

Having scars?

It’s nothing uncommon for the people of Black Rose family. Due to the hardships they’ve experienced since childhood, nearly everyone in the family has scars that cannot be erased. They’ve long since become indifferent to such marks.

Someone without any scars would be a real rarity within Black Rose family.

Wanya has seen countless scars, some even more gruesome than those on Asar’s back.

However,

Upon seeing the scars on Asar’s back, Wanya’s expression changed dramatically. Her eyes, which were just beginning to soften, turned cold again. Her entire demeanor becomes gloomy and heavy, making Asar feel a suffocating threat.

It would have been fine if it were just scars, but Wanya had always been suspicious of Asar.

Now,

This girl, who is extraordinarily gifted and almost like a chosen one, with a history of coming back from dead, has a large scar on her back?

A thought suddenly appears in Wanya’s mind,

’Could the scar on Asar’s back be intentional? Could she actually be the Son of Destiny? But shouldn’t the Son of Destiny be male? Wait, that’s not it! She looks like a girl, but who knows what she really is? The report was also ambiguous about her gender!’

Could the Son of Destiny be disguised as a girl to infiltrate the Black Rose family? To infiltrate us?

This is what Wanya was thinking at the moment.

So, She slowly unsheathes the dagger hidden under her dress and coldly stares at the blue-haired girl in front of her,

"Are you a boy or a girl?"

’What?!’

The moment this question was asked,

Asar visibly shudders,

"I, I am a girl!"

Asar hastily replies,

Though she answers promptly, her nervousness is something she can’t hide, and Wanya catches it immediately.

What does this nervousness mean? How could Wanya not know?

’Is this person lying?’

’Is she really male?’

’Is she truly the new Son of Destiny?’

In an instant, a cold flash appears in Wanya’s eyes. Abandoning any pretense of courtesy, her powerful aura surges forth with a deep blue fighting spirit, exerting a suffocating pressure on Asar,

"Heh, really?"

The next moment, before Asar can say anything, under the watchful eye of the Son of Destiny who’s in panic,

Her skirt flutters,

Wanya swiftly pulls out her dagger and slashes it toward Asar’s chest...

shua~*

One must say that Wanya’s control of her force is impeccable. Under the shimmering blue light, though Asar wasn’t hurt, her upper clothing was cleanly cut in half, revealing the torso that was hidden underneath,

In that split second,

A wave of allure fills the office,

Upon seeing the full view of Asar’s upper body, both Wanya and Coco reveal astonished expressions,

"Huh?"

And this blue-haired ’girl’ shows an extremely embarrassed and angered expression,

At this moment,

With her clothes no longer providing any cover, the girl’s ice-cold and jade-like body was fully exposed before the two people.

If you ignore the few ferocious wounds on her delicate body, the blue-haired girl’s physique was quite enticing. Her skin was as milky white as dairy, with a round and enticing stomach, and a delicately concave navel that men could never have. Beyond that, amidst the crystalline whiteness, a pair of trembling yet proud breasts further tightened Wanya’s gaze.

Her eyes locked onto the girl’s chest, soft, lovely, and blushing like budding flowers.

"Is this... real?"

Staring intently at the tender, adorable buds, Wanya involuntarily swallowed her breath. The menacing words she had prepared were forcefully swallowed back.

After numbly squeezing her a couple of times, Wanya couldn’t help but bite her lip.

’This texture, this softness…’

’It couldn’t possibly be fake…’

’Is she really a girl?’

Wanya lifted her head incredulously to look at the blushing girl in Coco’s hands.

Just as a wave of emotion began to surface, Wanya violently shook her head, forcing herself to calm down.

’No... Having breasts doesn’t prove anything; drugs can do wonders these days! The Holy Tower seems to have such drugs!’

’Breasts can be faked’

’But’

’That place cannot be changed by any drug!’

Thinking of this, Wanya bit her teeth and plunged her hand into Asar’s pants, exploring the unreserved mosaic zone.

However, the next moment,

Wanya’s eyes narrowed sharply, as if she were completely stunned on the spot.

For a simple reason, although she thought she would touch a sausage, she was surprised to find that the texture was slightly off…

That was a Pus@y.

And the blue-haired girl, whose secret garden had just been touched by Wanya, couldn’t help but let out an imagination-inducing moan. Her entire face was instantly dyed red, like a ripe apple, tender and dripping…

"Mm... ah~"

’What?! ’

’Is she really a girl? Not a boy?’

After removing her hand from Asar’s pocket, Wanya stared at her slender finger, full of disbelief.

"What... what’s going on?"

’Is she not the Son of Destiny?’

...

Meanwhile, Asar, who had been groped, although appearing embarrassed, felt a burst of relief deep inside.

’That was close…’

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The reason Asar ended up like this was thanks to a certain swindler.

Days ago,

When Asar finally arrived at the port city of Bonase in Sadik Empire, he quickly sold off the goods he had stolen from the ship to satisfy his hunger. Although being the Son of Destiny and resorting to thievery made him feel extremely guilty, he couldn’t withstand the hunger any longer.

Reluctantly, he resorted to this side gig.

After filling his stomach, Asar planned to use the money from the sold goods to rent a carriage and buy some food for his journey to Black Rose territory in the southwest of the empire. However, being unfamiliar with the place, Asar wandered cluelessly around the city, trying to find a regular carriage rental shop.

While Asar was scurrying around like a headless fly, he accidentally stumbled upon a… hmm, a magic bookstore?

The exterior of the bookstore was incredibly plain and unassuming, but the interior was a completely different world.

A grand and spacious inner chamber greeted him, with a towering, spiral-shaped bookshelf standing impressively in the middle. The shelves were filled with countless magic books, and surrounding the bookshelf were various magical creatures emanating strong magical vibrations.

The sight was so astonishing that it left Asar completely awestruck.

What caught his attention the most, however, was the store’s owner— a young fox lady who looked to be around seventeen or eighteen years old, with a curvy body, a graceful demeanor, and shimmering platinum blonde hair.

The moment she laid eyes on him, this fox lady, whose name was Noya, dashed straight towards him. She was examining him with a playful gaze, occasionally fiddling with her own hair, which made Asar somewhat uncomfortable.

Feeling her profound and nearly bottomless magical aura, Asar understood that he was no match for her.

[If you can’t beat them, let them have their fun]

As he was thinking of this, a sudden question from her broke his defenses.

"Little brother, can you tell me why you’re wearing a skirt?" she asked.

Realizing that his disguise was easily seen through, Asar panicked and attempted to make excuses.

However, even after he’d babbled some nonsense, Noya didn’t buy his story. Instead, she continued to hover around him and even took off her white stockings right in front of him, revealing her gorgeous, long, and shapely legs. She then proceeded to tease him relentlessly with her legs and her fluffy fox tail.

Although Asar was struggling to control his desires,

he was still a young man, after all.

Failing to resist the temptress—err, the fox lady—his reaction became a bit noticeable.

Noticing this, Noya playfully whispered into Asar’s ear, "Feeling something, aren’t you, little ’brother’?"

At this point, Asar knew he couldn’t hide anymore and chose to be upfront. With a blushing face, he questioned Noya, the owner of the magic bookstore:

"What are you trying to do?"

To Asar’s question and wary gaze, Noya covered her small mouth with her sleeve and flirtatiously smiled,

"Oh, I just want to help you, little brother. Your disguise as a girl isn’t very convincing. You can’t fool people like this."

"Help? What do you mean by that?"

"Hehe, well, my store has some items that can assist you in your disguise. I guarantee that after using these items, no one will ever be able to tell that you’re a boy."

Noya said this playfully.

As she spoke, she placed her slender index finger on her lips, engaging in playful gestures.

Feeling her playful tone and actions,

Asar was almost certain,

the woman in front of him,

was definitely a tease.

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"Little boy, are you trying to disguise yourself as a girl to hide your identity?"

"Yes, yes I am..."

"Hehe, I knew it. The fact that you’ve stepped into my store means that we’re fated to meet. Since that’s the case, let me help you out a bit~"

"Help? What do you mean?"

"I mean I’ll sell you some useful items. And of course, seeing as you’re in such a pitiable state, little brother, I’ll give you a 20% discount~"

Noya said this in a rather playful tone.

Although Asar, the unfortunate new ’Son of Destiny,’ knew that the person in front of him was likely toying with him, considering her overwhelming power and the undeniable pressure she emitted, he ultimately gave in to her charm and influence.