Chapter 122: Casual Night



As Arthur enjoys another peaceful day in Lakeview, the city itself is still reeling from chaos, everyone fearful of the mysterious assassin known as The Beast. However, Arthur and his girls are having a splendid time.

They wander through the city and its outskirts, enjoying the views of the distant lake and visiting shops for furniture and gifts, which delight Margaret and Eve immensely.

Arthur isn't as fond of shopping as the girls, but he enjoys spending time with them and also has Oliver tagging along, who amuses him by mocking other nobles.

Aria is also consistently with the group, but when they return to Josephine's house in the evening, she spends most of her time with the cunning lady while Arthur plays with Eve and his girls in his bedroom after dinner.

Currently, Arthur and Margaret are engaged in a board game crafted by Aria, similar to the chess of Liam's world but with pieces that move magically and attack each other vividly.

*Bam*

Arthur's queen rises from her throne and uses it to strike Margaret's king, shattering the poor girl's piece into several parts.

"NO!!!" Margaret exclaims, upset, then lowers her head with a sad expression. "It's impossible to beat you..." She pouts.

"Big brother is the best!!!" Eve, hugging Arthur's back on the bed, exclaims excitedly.

Arthur smiles and tenderly strokes Margaret's face. "It's okay to lose to someone much more experienced than you. And I started playing this game with my father when I was Eve's age..."

As he remembers the past, Arthur can't help but feel nostalgic and think of Draven. "Father was so happy to have someone else to play with besides Mom; after all, it's no fun playing against her because she always wins..."

"Dad?" Eve looks confused when she hears Arthur mention Draven. "Where is he?"

"I don't know, little bug..." Arthur pulls Eve from his back into his lap and begins to tickle her, causing the girl to erupt in laughter and dispelling the sadness from their hearts.

"Hahahaha! Brother!! Hahaha... no... hahaha... it's too much—hahaha!" Her laughter fills the room with joy.

Margaret finds the scene between the siblings very cute, and a specific thought crosses her mind as she smiles lovingly at Arthur. 'You're going to be an excellent father...'

'WHAT??' Arthur looks at Margaret with a stunned smile. 'Don't tell me... are you pre-'

'No!' She quickly responds in his mind. 'I was just thinking about you and ended up using mental communication without noticing...' She makes an apologetic expression.

'Oh...' Arthur breathes a sigh of relief.

He hadn't noticed, but Margaret, and especially Nyx, did. They saw how his smile seemed excited at the thought that he might become a father.

'Maybe it's possible that you...' Margaret's face blushes as she averts her gaze from him and continues using mental communication. 'Crave it?'

'I guess so,' he responds honestly. 'One day, not now. I mean, now would be too early... I just imagined having another little girl cute like Eve...'

'A cute little girl would be perfect...' Margaret comments in an expectant tone. 'One day, it's fine, I can wait.'

'I don't need more women,' he remarks as he kisses Nyx's forehead.

'You mean others beyond us and your Mother, right?' She asks in a teasing manner.

'Hehehe...' He chuckles in her mind. 'You know me so well, dear...'

Nyx begins to grow excited, and her hands glide over his body towards his groin. 'How about we head to the bathroom, and you try to make a baby in me?'

'Haha! How would that even be possible?' He asks.

'I don't know...' Nyx continues running her hands across his body and starts kissing his chest. 'But it doesn't hurt to try... you could fill me up with baby seeds many times... just to try, you know...'

'Just to try, I see...' He responds in a lustful tone, unable to control the arousal of his body when it's Nyx teasing him.

'Yeah... let's go!' She urges, her excitement already leaving traces on the bed just from imagining her belly swollen with his seeds.

"Alright," Arthur rises from the bed and glances at Margaret and Eve. "I'll be back soon."

They are so immersed in their magical chess game that they don't notice Nyx's lustful expression or Arthur's naughty smile.

As he reaches the door, Nyx returns to his Nexus so that no one sees her floating down the hallway. Arthur steps out of his bedroom and notices the door across the corridor opening at the same time.

That's his mother's bedroom, but emerging from the door now isn't Aria but Josephine, carrying some bags.

"Josephine?" Arthur's eyes are drawn to the bags in her hand. "Everything alright?"

"Arthur," she nods with a friendly expression. "Yes, I was just discussing some women's matters with your mother."

"I see," Arthur also smiles friendly at Josephine, but upon seeing some sewing needles, measuring tapes, and other tools inside one of the bags in her hand, he gets even more curious. "Mother has new clothes?"

"Ehhh..." Josephine is clearly hesitant, arousing Arthur's curiosity even more. She notices that and quickly starts walking away. "Yeah, just casual clothes... I need to get back to my chores now, excuse me."

Arthur looks at Josephine's back with a puzzled expression as she walks away. 'What was that? Did she lie to me? Why?' He wonders with Nyx.

'Maybe she was making underwear for your mother?' Nyx suggests. 'That would make sense for her not to want to talk to you about your mother's panties with you...'

'Hmm... it makes sense, but isn't it an exaggerated reaction just because of panties?' He looks at Aria's bedroom door curiously.

'What if it's about erotic underwear?' Nyx suggests, causing various images to appear in Arthur's mind, all about Aria wearing seductive clothes like Margaret's black lingerie.

'Why would Mom be making erotic underwear? Would it be because of m...' Arthur stops before becoming delusional with his forbidden dreams.

'Because of who else besides you would it be?' But Nyx is like a devil blowing sinful thoughts into his ear. 'Maybe she wants to use such thing to punish you with teasings...'

'Hahaha!' Arthur laughs mentally. 'She definitely doesn't know how to punish me...'