164 Inheritance Bestowal

Inside a dilapidated room somewhere inside the Merchant Town of Kalur, two figures of siblings could be seen huddled in a corner, a filthy scent wafted throughout the entire room and sunlight couldn't even reach the insides of it. The ceiling looked like it would collapse and kill the two siblings living in such conditions.

Nevertheless, despite not having any light to reflect, the silver hair that the two possessed strangely gleamed in a pure and ethereal light which reassured them that they were still living. The two had the same features but one of them strangely looked more mature than the other.

A knock suddenly echoed on their decrepit door and the figures of the two trembled, the sister of the mature-looking girl held her sleeve and said, "Don't go, don't go there, Sis..."

The girl froze and she returned a gentle smile to her sibling, "It's fine, Grace, let Elder Sis do her job, okay? In the future, I will still do the same so that Grace can live a carefree life without worries..." The girl's tender voice pierced through the heart of the little Grace, staring at her Elder Sister's figure approaching the door, her mouth opened to speak but in the end, she couldn't do so.

Her Elder Sister opened the door, revealing the figure of a boorish middle-aged man carrying a liquor in his hand. When he entered the broken-down room, his footsteps punched a hole on the wooden floor and when he sat down on the chair, it squeaked in anguish and looked like it was on the brink of destruction.

"Lily, have you made up your mind yet? Just when are you going to offer yourself up to me? Is it because you're worried about your sister? Don't worry, once you're mine I will also take care of your sister..." An ambiguous smile lifted on his lips and he emphasized the words take care of your sister which made Lily shiver in return.

After the two of them were abandoned by their irresponsible parents because of poverty, the two sisters struggled to live and Lily sacrificed herself, offering her body in exchange for money so that she could feed her sister and herself.

But of course, since Lily was still seven years old or so, her immature body was unfit for intercourse and the men were afraid that they may break such a unique flower, like her.

Tightly clenching her fists, Lily said in a hushed tone, "Sir, I promised you that as long as you kept on feeding me and my sister, I will definitely become yours, but please, please wait until my menarche and I will become yours at that time..." Lily declared, her menarche should arrive in a few years meaning she could buy sufficient time to send her sister away from this shithole.

The man thought for a moment before saying, "I see, then it's fine, but you do know why I came here, right? It's time for that service..." The man licked his lips and Lily's frail figure trembled, but in the end, she took her clothes off and the perverted bastard ogled her body while pleasuring himself.

Lily tightly shut her eyes off and Grace could see Lily's agony in enduring the piercing gaze of the perverted bastard. However, she tucked herself under the sheets, hiding from Lily and the man's sight out of fear.

This was the fate of young girls without any parents to take care of them in the slums community. This was the harsh reality that the two of them could never avoid.

"Wheew, that felt good, I'll be back here later at night..." The man flicked three bronze coins towards Lily's direction and the latter caught it in mid-air. Her expression looked bitter and her eyes became filled with pent-up tears.

Approaching Grace who still hid her body under the sheets, she said with a smile that looked more like she was crying, "Look, Grace, the customer gave me three copper coins, we can finally buy a bag of flour and oil! That can sustain us for the week!"

Grace stuck her head out of the sheets and she stared at Lily, she knew that the bag of flour and oil that she would buy will definitely not last a week or even a few days. That's because thieves were rampant in their neighborhood and they frequently targeted the two girls that didn't have anyone to rely on.

Everyone in this neighborhood only cared for themselves and their families, towards those unrelated, they would even gloat seeing them die.

"Elder Sis, when are you going to stop receiving customers?" Grace asked in a hushed tone, staring right into Lily's teary eyes, her sentence pierced through Lily's heart.

Lily opened her mouth to speak but no words came out of her throat and the two sisters embraced each other, venting all of their stress into the bedraggled sheets.

The nightmare continued for several years but when Lily's menarche arrived, Grace saw her sister soaked in her own blood and covered with snow crystals which made him look like a snow fairy. The innocent Grace also had her menarche at that time and the combined snow crystals which came out of their bodies filled the entire room.

Several days later, the leader of a slave merchant bought Lily for several gold coins and since Grace was found that she didn't possess the same potential as her sister had, Grace was spared of Lily's fate and ever since that time, she wasn't able to see her sister anymore.

Crack~

Sounds of glass being shattered echoed throughout the abyss and the illusion before Grace's eyes, shattered. Everything around her disappeared and replaced with reality as a lingering voice whispered into her ears.

"The Bloodline Inheritor of such a despicable Race actually dares to try and inherit my legacy? Dream on..." The voice contained infinite mocking and Grace didn't understand why but it deeply hurt her heart when she heard of those words.

"Grace, Grace, what happened? Did the Bloodline Inheritance Bestowal succeed? Did you see a cheeky young man in your dreams?" Dan's voice filled with anticipation and excitement echoed at the side. However, Grace was still caught in the nightmare that she experienced ten years ago.

She didn't respond to Dan's inquiry, remembering the lone visage of her Elder Sister, Grace spat a mouthful of blood before falling on the ground, unconscious.