Chapter 280 Evening Talk

Viscount Perhorn's Estate

Dungeon City Osto

Hobha

March 21st

Year 1052

The cool night breeze whistled softly, blowing lightly through a head of short black hair, as the owner stared at the deep clear blue sky, illuminated with the light of stars.

Looking at the moonlight reflected on the windows of the mansion's annex buildings, Evan recalled the day's activities in his mind with a sigh.

'The empress, huh?

I bet she wasn't the only one who was there. The weight of the restrictions I felt at the time were too heavy for it to have been just one person, and a master-level existence at that.

I'd believe it if it was a grandmaster level exi-!'

His thoughts abruptly came to a halt as the realization dawned upon him. The boy had felt something was wrong with the time his words were censored when he was speaking to Laurene, and although the girl said that her mother just entered, Evan felt otherwise.

'The sound of the door opening, came 'after' the static, not before or during.

But either way, I bet an actual Grandmaster-level existence was there. I'm guessing it to be Jenson, or maybe Finley.'

Just as Evan was about to continue his analysis, he felt a presence at the door of the room he was assigned. He tossed on a simple button t-shirt atop his naked upper body and turned around just in time to see his party's resident battle priestess open the door and walk into the room.

Her appearance, however, made the young hero heave a sigh once more.

She looked as if she had just come out of a bath, with the skin peeking from the open collar of her clothing still being faintly flushed and her long blonde hair that flowed down her shoulders looking shinier than usual.

As if matching the colour of her peach-like light pink lips, she wore light pink pyjamas, specifically, a sleeveless gown, otherwise known as a negligee.

The gown's short length would have placed everything from the lower half of her lap, down to her ankles in full view, if it wasn't for the black long thin silk night robes loosely draped over her shoulders and flowing down to below her knees.

Within the few moments it took for her to walk into the room and close the door, Evan's gaze had gone from the top of her head to the pure white nape of her neck, moving on to her ample bosom, her thin waist and her slender legs which were usually covered by stockings.

By the time she had turned back towards him, Evan's gaze was on the pair of pink-coloured night slippers adorning her feet.

"Came to hang out. Boredom was killing me, and unlike Pride, I can't exactly relive said boredom by reading."

"That so?"

Evan replied calmly as he walked back into the room from the balcony he was on and flipped the switch of the magic stone-powered standing fan beside the door, before proceeding to pull out a jug of cold milk from the refrigeration device right next to it.

He poured some into a glass and handed it over to Eliza who unconsciously accepted the glass without question.

"Why thank you."

"No problem.

We've pretty much been living together? for the past three months so I simply noticed you had a habit of having a glass after a bath.

Why though?"

The boy took a seat on the three-seater couch in the room as he asked, with, Eliza placing her free hand on her chin with a pensive look on her face for a few moments before replying.

"I think it's probably because of my elder cousin.

She's this tall cool looking beauty and I really wanted to be as tall as she was back when I was younger, so when I asked her how, she told me that I'd grow as tall as she did if I drunk my milk a lot.

I think it was right after a bath that I asked her that question. So, I ended up getting the habit from there.

Then again, thinking about it now, she probably just said that to get the younger me who hated milk to drink it, cause I've been at it for years and I don't see it helping me grow that much."

"You sure about that?"

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

Eliza placed the glass on her lips and began drinking its contents after asking that, with her gaze on the young hero who only raised a brow before replying.

"I sure as hell can see it helping something grow, it just doesn't happen to be your height."

"What are you talking abo-!"

The girl was initially confused about what he meant, but after tracing the boy's gaze to her chest, it instantly clicked.

Eliza just gave him a blank stare, dropping the glass on the small side table and flicking his forehead before saying.

"Don't be silly. Even I know that drinking milk doesn't affect growth in that part of the body."

"Huh? You guys have already discovered that, here in Aidos?"

Just as Evan was asking that, Eliza casually took off her slippers and plopped down on the couch right beside him, resting her head on his shoulder and stretching her legs across the rest of the couch.

"…you're really going to sit right next to the guy who had his gaze locked to your boobs like a few seconds ago, and while dressed like that?"

"Dressed like what?"

The girl shot a question back to Evan with an upturned gaze, causing the boy's brows to twitch repeatedly, but quickly calmed himself and replied.

"Nope…never mind."

He leaned back on the couch and opened up his inventory with the intention of sorting out the contents, while Eliza made herself comfortable leaning on his shoulder while picking up the cat spirit that tried to make his way back into Evan's shadow after finishing what was left of the milk jug.

When Evan brought out his guild cards from his inventory, Eliza spoke up upon noticing the older one.

"You still have that?

What rank was that one anyway?"