Chapter 88: A Busy King

Ty, with an expression of slight amusement, responded, "Elithira is your sister?!" There was a hint of skepticism in his voice, partly due to the stark contrast between the two women. "I'm not sure if you're lying because you seem nothing like her."

The woman, a bit offended by Ty's comment, retorted, "Excuse me?!" She then spun around to show him her back, slowly lowering her shirt to reveal two small wings nestled against her pale skin, which emitted a soft, illuminating glow.

As Ty walked up to her, she pointed to her back and explained, "See, the wings are a little smaller since I'm down here. We aren't supposed to have anyone see us in our other form. Otherwise, they would start to question themselves and the world they live in."

"Or something like that, I honestly forgot since I've been here for so long," she said with a slight pout, her voice echoing faintly in the room.

As Ty walked closer, intrigued by her apparent connection to Elithira, he gently placed his skeleton hands on her small wings. The sensation was unexpectedly warm and soft, unlike anything he had felt before. "Wow, they actually are wings," he murmured, both surprised and fascinated.

However, before he could ponder further, she spun around abruptly, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and indignation. "Don't touch my wings!" she screamed. Reacting instinctively, she slapped Ty's skeletal skull. The force of her action caused her more pain than it did to him, and she yelped, "OWW!" while cradling her hand, a mix of shock and pain on her face.

Ty, taken aback by the sudden intensity of her reaction, advised quickly, "You should cover yourself back up." He added, "I apologize, I wasn't aware wings were sensitive. Elithira also hid her wings on Alexira... there's more to this than I realized," he stated, piecing together the puzzle of their relationship.

As the woman hastily covered her wings, the light from the crystal flickered slightly, mirroring the fluctuation of emotions in the room.

Her demeanor shifted from fear to excitement in an instant. Grasping Ty's skeletal hands, she eagerly asked, "How is Elithira doing? I haven't seen her in so long! I really should go back one day when my work here is done," she said, her voice filled with a mix of longing and happiness, a big smile brightening her face.

She continued, her voice tinged with a hint of nostalgia, "This one planet I was on had books instead of weapons, and I woke up late once, forgetting to give some kid a book.

It worked out in the end, but it was so embarrassing to deal with.

That was a super long time ago, though." Her words painted a picture of her varied and unusual experiences.

As she spoke, she deftly threw the face shield down and began connecting the gas tank to the welding gun, her movements fluid and practiced. Ty watched in silence, intrigued by her methodical approach to the task at hand.

As Ty observed her busily welding the bracelet crystals onto the damaged part of the giant crystal, he realized something about her nature. She seemed to be lost in her own world, paying no attention to him, a trait that hinted at her being somewhat of an airhead.

A thought struck Ty. "Now that I think about it, it makes sense for the Demon King to have more than one child, considering how long he's been alive. It's only natural he'd have a few offspring."

This realization led him to ask, "How many kids does he have anyway?" His voice was tinged with curiosity.

She lifted her welding helmet, pausing her work, and replied, "That should do for now. I'll need to weld more pieces once this dries. As for your question, he has 15 daughters."

She sighed a little, then continued, "I'm the seventh, and Elithira is the first, the most stuck-up of us all.

She always thinks she's better because she's usually working at the castle with father." Her tone carried a mix of annoyance and sibling rivalry as she rolled her eyes, reflecting on her sister's perceived superiority.