Feng Aotian’s childhood had nothing to do with “happiness.”
Her mother was a nobleman’s mistress, abandoned by her father after getting pregnant, and left to fend for herself in the streets.
She was raised by her mother in hardship.
Growing up in poverty, after her mother passed away a year ago, she became an Adventurer to make a living, using martial arts akin to street fighting.
From a young age, she harbored a deep-seated resentment towards those in power.
She despised those born into wealth and privilege.
She felt restless about her own insignificance and powerlessness.
She longed to change her fate, to achieve great deeds like the heroes in epics.
So, when she found a ring containing a system in some abandoned ruins, she saw it as compensation for her misfortunes.
The ring contained an intelligent advisor system from an ancient civilization (though she didn’t know what a ‘system’ was), which recorded many secrets and pointed her towards a path to quickly become stronger, telling her about treasures in the world that could elevate her instantly.
But the prerequisite for everything was that her own hard power had to be strong enough; otherwise, even if she got those super cheats, she wouldn’t be able to use them.
For this, she first needed to unlock a special Mage Tower, which contained the secret techniques left by an ancient great Mage to amplify power, and her primary task was to find the key to unlock the Mage Tower.
She followed the system’s guidance to the Amana Forest because a very important key was with the lord there.
She had to get the key no matter what, so she couldn’t slack off, even using her sleep time to the fullest— “Ha!!!”
She slashed through the phantom attacking her head-on, then maneuvered around the phantoms flanking her, adapting to the rhythm of battle in the intense offense and defense, and then killed them.
[Progress made, you completed the training 1.07% faster than yesterday]
the system reported in a flat tone.
When she entered deep sleep, the system could construct a dedicated combat training ground in her dreams, creating virtual phantom monsters to help her, who had a weak foundation, quickly consolidate combat skills.
“Continue to the next round!”
[I suggest you rest first, even if this is a dream, mental fatigue will accumulate]
“It’s fine! Bring it on!”
[As you command]
… … … After a round of training, Milora was already exhausted.
The swordsmanship the system taught her was an ancient style called “Tatalia Style,”
which required a strong body and magic reserves to master, and now she could only familiarize herself with the basic moves.
She closed the system space and finally fell into real sleep.
… … … How long did she sleep?
So tired…
And so lonely…
Although the path to becoming stronger is always lonely, it still feels hard…
If only mom were still here…
“Mom…”
She murmured indistinctly.
Then, she suddenly felt something was off.
Her face seemed to be pressed against something soft and warm.
The space on the bed seemed to have become cramped.
There was also a fragrant smell.
“Mom is here~”
“!?!”
Milora was startled, suddenly opened her eyes, and saw— A cleavage.
A very deep cleavage, right in front of her face.
“????”
She scooted back to distance herself from the cleavage, and upon closer inspection, she saw that the leader, Torina Deville, was sleeping in the same bed with her!
And she had been hugging her until just now!
Wearing, wearing, wearing that kind of terrible-looking semi-transparent silk nightgown!
She saw all sorts of visually impactful places!
“Good morning, Milora-chan,”
Torina greeted her with a (self-proclaimed) gentle smile.
And Milora— “Pervert!!!???”
—almost reflexively grabbed the sword on the bedside table and swung it at her head!
Torina quickly rolled over, fell off the bed with a thud, and the sharp sword blade pierced through the bedboard!
“Is such a big reaction necessary!? I’m not a pervert!”
Torina complained.
“Then why are you in my bed early in the morning??”
“Of course, that’s because—cough cough!”
Torina realized her position on the floor was a bit ridiculous, immediately stood up, elegantly tidied her waterfall-like black hair, and transformed into a dignified and elegant lady.
Her eyes slightly upturned, her crimson pupils exuding a beautiful yet bewitching light, her luscious lips radiating a dangerous allure, paired with her unabashedly proud figure, she was like the wicked witch in fairy tales who tempts people to fall.
This woman, in a tone she thought was gentle and lovely, said seriously: “I just wanted to have a friendly and in-depth exchange with you, so we can have a more thorough understanding of each other, and be dyed in each other’s colors from the inside out❤”
“Do you even hear what you’re saying!?”
“Is it strange for me as the leader to want to get along (well) with my members?”
“You want to get along (intimately) with me???”
“Is there a problem? I clearly get along (well) with everyone, so we can definitely become good friends too.”
“‘With everyone’!?”
Milora was shocked, is this person not only a super straightforward female contact list—but also a silver party fanatic!?
“So why don’t you join (our warm family), everyone together (getting along well).”
“Join (the silver party)? Together (intimately)??”
Milora was further shocked, is this person—not only living such a chaotic private life but also wanting to drag her into a silver party!?
“Come on, Milora, let’s shake hands and—”
“Don’t come over! I-I haven’t dressed yet!”
Torina’s outstretched hand was avoided by Milora, who was also used to wearing less clothing when sleeping, with her slender, pale body only covered by a short shirt, not even wearing underwear!
She quickly covered herself and slipped to the wardrobe, opened it—and found that the underwear inside—and all sorts of intimate clothing—were all gone!
“Where’s my underwear??”
“Ahaha, I took those.”
“!?!”
Not only a silver party-loving female contact list, but also an underwear thief?
A strange collecting fetish??
“I saw that what you were wearing was very old, so I got you some new ones, a small token.”
Torina pointed to the paper package placed next to the wardrobe, Milora opened it and saw— Explosive☆Lace Lesbian☆Pleasure☆Stockings Genuine☆Hollow “…………”
Milora was speechless, only able to babble.
“I bought a few sets of the most expensive ones from the best store in the nearby city, chose the same style I wear, hehe, no need to thank me~”
Torina was smug, as if she had done something great.
“……You want me to wear these?”
“Yeah, go ahead, don’t be shy. Dressing appropriately makes it easier to get things done! (Like going on adventures together happily)”
“……Wear these, and then get things done? (Like wearing extremely provocative lingerie to a weird party)”
Milora imagined the scene for a moment and almost fainted.
Do you high-class people really play this wild?
“Oh right, breakfast! I specially prepared a good meal for you!”
Torina enthusiastically pulled a small cart from outside the door, filled with a feast of aromatic dishes, even including high-end wild game and monster cuisine.
There was roasted viper meat, salt-baked abyss oysters, blood ginseng tea, tentacle monster essence mixed with epimedium, and golden mushrooms soaked in goji berries…
Just looking at it made Milora’s scalp tingle.
When Milora was young, she worked in a pharmacy in the market, so she recognized many ingredients that could be used in medicine.
She could tell at a glance that these dishes had strong energy-boosting properties.
Eating so much of it, not to mention men, even women would get a serious power-up.
(This, this, this, this, this bastard is already so impatient!? Eating so many supplements, how intense does she want it to be?)
