Ch.213Side Story: The Meeting – 1

Around the time the boy ventured into the forest and accidentally encountered Kartina, the remaining four were gathered at the boy’s mansion, engaged in an unbearably tense standoff.

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The atmosphere was so explosive that if anyone made the slightest move, it might immediately detonate. Olivia appeared to be the most docile among them, but the other three were far from it.

There were two main reasons for this.

The first and most significant reason was obviously because the boy wasn’t with them, and moreover, he had firmly instructed them not to follow or observe him.

Except for Serena, the other three each had a means to observe the boy without being detected, but it was impossible to do so while they were all watching each other.

If these four had set aside their jealousy and compromised, they could have observed the boy together. After all, the boy had no way of detecting that he was being observed.

But the four women gathered here all possessed intensely strong jealousy.

They were the type who would rather kill the other three and choose happiness for themselves alone than see everyone else succeed alongside them.

Cooperation? Compromise? How could that be possible? The boy’s judgment had proven exactly right.

Moreover, just the fact that the boy wasn’t beside them was enough to make their blood boil, and having to monitor whether the others might disobey his words only sent their stress levels soaring.

And the second reason why the atmosphere among the four had become so hostile:

“I’m trying to do you all a favor here. What’s with those expressions? Can’t you lighten up a bit?”

The black-haired girl with the bob cut who was running her mouth as if she were something special.

While Serena, Charlotte, and Christine disliked everything except the boy, this Olivia was particularly detestable to them.

She was the one who had beaten the three of them to a pulp, kidnapped the boy and dragged him to her world, and above all, was the first to establish a special relationship with him. They wanted to kill her if possible.

And in the most cruel way imaginable.

With nothing likable about her, this girl had summoned them all here and was trying to spout nonsense, naturally making the atmosphere unbearable.

“Favor? Your intelligence is below that of a beast. I’ve been sitting here for quite some time, yet you haven’t moved that filthy tongue of yours until now, and you call it a favor? Are you lacking in intelligence, manners, or perhaps both?”

“I was going to speak. You all ignored me and ruined the atmosphere. So why are you lashing out at me, Your Majesty? Huh?”

Here’s one thing: Olivia, due to her unfortunate past, had surprisingly foul language. She simply restrained herself in front of Abel to avoid showing that side of herself.

She was fundamentally different from Christine or Serena, who not only refrained from cursing but often refused to engage in conversation altogether. While they couldn’t do it, Olivia simply chose not to.

In other words, with Abel not present, there was nothing holding her back.

“Then speak quickly and get out. Just looking at your face makes me nauseous.”

Olivia clicked her tongue and glared at Charlotte, then after a brief pause, she opened her mouth.

“Have you all thought about what clothes you’re going to wear?”

“What did you say?”

Charlotte was the first to ask, followed by Serena furrowing her brow, and Christine opening one eye from her prayer, completing the three reactions in sequence.

It was a natural response to such an abrupt question about clothing without any context.

“Do I need to repeat myself because you can’t understand? I asked if you’ve thought about what clothes you’re going to wear.”

Olivia’s response was rather accusatory. Charlotte replied irritably.

“Stop spouting nonsense and speak clearly. Or shall I split your head open and look into your memories myself?”

“Good grief. I can’t believe this. Obviously, I’m talking about what to wear when you sleep with Abel. What else would it be?”

Charlotte drew in a sharp breath, Serena bolted upright from her seat, and Christine’s eyes widened. Olivia’s words were that shocking.

“To do… to do… such a thing with my lord, how could…!”

Serena, whose face, earlobes, and neck had turned bright red, was continuously emitting steam from her head. Then, as if her legs had given out, she plopped back down on the sofa and fanned herself.

“Ah… has the time finally come for me to offer this body to God…?”

In contrast, Christine was rubbing her thighs with dreamy eyes. All sorts of perverted fantasies were flooding her mind, making her lower body heat up.

For example, her God using her emotionlessly like a tool. Just imagining it made her feel wet between her legs.

“……”

Charlotte was surprisingly calm. Because of what had happened before, she firmly believed she would eventually mix bodies with her husband.

It was only a matter of when.

“So, is that all you made me wait for?”

“Of course not. You think I would?”

“Well then, continue. I shall listen.”

“You’ll listen?”

Olivia smiled condescendingly at Charlotte and snickered.

“I guess that’s what happens with virgins—your bodies can’t control themselves because you’re so desperate to get stuffed. Just a moment ago, you were ready to leave, but now you’ll listen to me? Ha, why not just honestly say that your womb is heating up at the mention of sleeping with Abel? I could understand that.”

It was a provocation that all three couldn’t help but react to. Their expressions uniformly distorted.

“What did you just say?”

Christine glared at Olivia with murderous golden eyes, all dreaminess gone. Olivia casually deflected the killing intent in her gaze.

“What, you want me to repeat it? Was I wrong in calling you virgins? Or have you already used it before? What did you use? Fingers?”

Serena reflexively conjured a Wind Shear in her right hand and was about to swing it, but she trembled and held back. The boy had earnestly pleaded with them not to fight while he was away.

Normally, she would have ignored such pleas and started a brawl anyway, but this time he had added a warning to see what would happen if they did, so she couldn’t bring herself to disregard it.

Even Christine merely emanated holy power without lunging at Olivia, suggesting the warning must have been quite frightening.

“What right do you unused, still-in-packaging virgins have to bare your teeth at me? I’m the only ‘non-virgin’ here trying to help you ‘virgins.’ Shouldn’t you be bowing your heads in gratitude? Hm?”

Olivia deliberately emphasized the words “non-virgin” and “virgin.” The other three could clearly perceive her intention.

Serena, Charlotte, and Christine’s faces turned crimson, not from embarrassment, but because they were approaching the limits of their patience.

As if they were virgins by choice. They were all ready to cross that line whenever the boy asked. It was just that he had never made such a request.

“Well, if you don’t like it, you can leave. Whether you listen to me or not, Abel will eventually drag us all into his bed anyway. What I’m proposing is what we should do in that process.”

“…How can you be so certain?”

“This is why virgins are hopeless. You can’t read men’s minds at all.”

At that moment, the armrest of the sofa that Charlotte was gripping crumbled helplessly. Her clenched fist trembled. Charlotte didn’t even realize she had destroyed the armrest.

“If we’re all going to be embraced anyway, shouldn’t we please Abel as much as possible with our bodies?”

“All at once?”

“‘We,’ you said?”

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The three women’s faces contorted in various ways, each reacting to different words.

Charlotte grimaced at the phrase “all at once.” The thought of not having the boy to herself and having to share her first experience with the others put her in a foul mood.

Christine reacted to the word “we.” Being lumped together with other unbelievers and heretics was the ultimate insult and blasphemy to her.

Serena lowered her head slightly because of the expression “bodies.” Her blue eyes briefly glanced at her chest, then traced over her toned abs and thighs.

“If you don’t like the idea of being taken all at once, feel free to opt out. I won’t mind. There are only two choices anyway: either we all get embraced together, or you stay out and remain a virgin. Abel has probably already made up his mind to take us all to bed at once. Imagine how it would look if you’re the only one sitting alone covered in cobwebs while the rest of us are happily filled up, right?”

Olivia was predicting Abel’s behavior quite accurately.

Right now, he had gone off somewhere to clear his head because he was troubled, but eventually, he would embrace all four of them at once. This wasn’t speculation; it was certainty.

Abel only had two options from the beginning: either embrace all the women here or embrace none of them.

But the second option was essentially sealed off. Why? Because Olivia herself had already mixed bodies with Abel.

Even though it was an action committed by Olivia in her love-crazed state, almost like reverse rape, the result was that the balance between the four had been broken.

Abel was also very concerned about this point, so his course of action was obvious.

“So if you want to be loved a little more than the others while fucking Abel.”

Olivia leaned her buttocks against the back of the sofa.

“Think about how to turn Abel on the most. Right now.”