Chapter 109 Death Prince and his queens (1)

Chapter 109 Death Prince and his queens (1)

Chapter 109: Death Prince and his queens (1)

"I told her already that she'd make a good porter," Aimee sneered at the orange-haired girl who had just turned eighteen and became a woman. Hunter had called her to talk about Mayun's cauldron and skills, which were even more magical in his eyes as he had lived on Earth where magic was just a fantasy. nove.lB/1n

He also began to realize the potential of Mayun's skills and existence. If even her mother, the black witch, worked together with him, Hunter would be able to learn so many skills. He was quite excited by that prospect.

Mayun snorted at Hunter's partner, "Using me as a porter would only show how blind and incapable you are! I am not cut out to be on the front lines, too!"

"Who said porters are on the front lines?" Aimee's sneer widened.

On the other hand, Mayun's cheeks blushed, and she looked more than just wrong, "I meant that I'm not meant out to be on the front line at all! It was exciting to sneak in with you beside me, but too much, and I will steer away from my real path and purpose! Witches, like the old stories say, always holed up in their houses to perform various rituals! That's my fate!"

That said, witches were long since gone from this world. In fact, most people believe them to be fake. Instead of being a part of the world's history, witches are more often than not brought up in children's stories or books written by commoners for commoners—who want to lick a little of the real world's hazards.

Even worse, witches are often antagonists, and their houses—just like Mayun had said—were fortresses that protagonists had to take on.

Which made Mayun and her mother even more amazing, to be honest. While Mayun had a great talent for following her mother's steps, the black witch was the woman who brought to the world the real witch concept after shaping her skills after what she had read in the stories.

She didn't have any genuine inheritance to help her, just her own imagination and talent.

Aimee understood that yet wouldn't show any consideration to the woman who liked to be annoying, "Beside me? Weren't you following me like a servant?"

Mayun scoffed, "I don't recall that. And! Just by looking at our achievements and age, I'm far better than everyone else here gathered! I don't doubt that the Black Prince is ahead of me, but you better watch your tongue, aunt! At your age, I'll be already more famous than I currently am, and even will have children to raise! Hmph!"

When she said it this way, it was indeed a bitter truth. Aimee had spent a lot of time practicing her agility origin to reach adequate strength and pass the yearly hunter exam. Because she was also born in the wrong household, many things were against her, and she had to deal with them alone.

Those were only excuses, however.

Aimee couldn't really refute this young lass that was of the age of her beloved. A throbbing vein popped on her temple, though.

Noticing that, for she had a keen eye for changes in people's expressions and body reactions, Mayun lifted her chin and smirked widely, enjoying this victory, however small it may be.

Since that wasn't anything to butt in, Hunter kept his attention on the cauldron while just listening to their bickering. There were things that he, as a man, couldn't solve. An argument between women of high standing was one of them.

He then gasped, coincidentally stopping Mayun and Aimee's verbal fighting.

"We have a problem, Aimee," Hunter stood up and gazed into his girlfriend's eyes. He was dead serious, with a passionate flicker staying motionless in his eyes. So much seriousness oozed out of him that Mayun and Seraphina tactfully silenced themselves—Sera went as far as to be like a beast in the bushes, utterly silent.

She was like a hunter, really.

Aimee couldn't read her beloved's eyes. It was that grave.

A silence blanketed the room.

Hunter nodded and conveyed the news, "Hot springs are closed because of the monster tide."

A faint chuckle escaped Seraphina's lips as she recalled her talk with Hunter. She couldn't help but roll her eyes as she should have expected that already... some things took years to learn.

Mayun blinked and scratched her hair, not believing that the hot springs topic could drown the entire room in a mood that had been so heavy she couldn't raise her eyes. Was Hunter really looking toward the hot springs this much? Doesn't he have hot water back in his apartment in the Hunter Union?

On the other hand, Aimee strangely nodded as seriously as she could. It wasn't the same level of seriousness that Hunter had displayed, but she was dead serious as well.

She said, "True, the hot springs are a good place to show off myself naked to you."

"N-Naked!" Mayun gasped, "So quick to make another move! You really don't want to lose!"

It appeared that Aimee's honeyed mood reached her heart deeply, or perhaps now that things were over, she could pour all her focus onto Hunter's desires. That one hot spring desire aligned with her blossoming feelings as she wanted to show more of herself to her beloved.

Yes, she could parade naked in their apartment without fear that someone foreign would notice her. She could do it however much she wanted back in her house, however. Moreover, the hot springs surely had a certain mood to them that no bathroom could ever reproduce.

It was an opportunity that couldn't be wasted.

Aimee's brain was wrecked as she began the preparation to make her and her beloved's desires come to pass.

In only a few seconds, she was already ready to lay out a plan, "We can snatch the role of the World Order."

If those bastards keeping their world balance were to hear that Aimee wanted to use their important role to get herself and her boyfriend to the hot springs, how would they react? Would that warrant an all-out order to kill her and the man she had sworn her heart and body to?

Though those thoughts were indeed amusing, Hunter thought differently.

He disliked the World Order. It didn't border the hate yet, as stupid as it sounded, and he could somewhat understand them, even though he didn't have a full picture behind their objectives—it was exactly the reason he wasn't wholeheartedly set on going against them.

But it didn't mean he approved of their way of sacrificing innocent lives just to placate the demons. Now that those bastards were gone, they should have protected as many humans as possible, which hadn't happened. It was perhaps for a mere reason to stay out of the common people's eyes, but that was as cruel as it could get.

"Elaborate," Hunter replied flatly.

Aimee nodded, catching his feelings, "Our revenge against Susan Valkoch includes the World Order finding out about her lack of funds and strength and leading them to other competent nobles under her. But we don't have certainty that the World Order's folks won't go through an easy route and simply use their status to cover her back. That would plant bitterness in this region's nobles but also buy enough time for Susan Valkoch to scheme with the World Order, demons, and her noble backer to get her back to her previous strength. So, the role I mentioned was us reaching out to the capable noble whose name and power would be enough to usurp her position."

It meant just more schemes. Well, in this hunter world... and just the world overall... Hunter began to realize that schemes were on the agenda. That only meant that his girlfriend was even more precious! He couldn't help but look at Aimee with warm eyes.

He was so lucky to meet her at the beginning of his new life. He also came to understand that he was peering into her 'opportunities' more than into her heart at times, but that was because Hunter quickly found out that he could somewhat fulfill his dream the way he was at the start.

By that, he believed he could surround himself with beautiful women without learning about his inheritance and origins—just being Deathless was enough. After all, there were many beautiful women that were weak. Of course, Hunter wanted to consort with the strongest women from the start, which was why he could 'somewhat' fulfill his dream already.

His inheritance was also so profound that he couldn't help but look into his teammates' talents and opportunities more than their hearts, for if he were to become too strong faster than them, he would be forced to personally break the bridge between them.

At that time, Hunter also didn't think he would be able to perform miracles like he had already done now.

But now, he was genuinely in love with Aimee. If she were to lag behind him, he would turn over the entire world to make it so that she could advance and keep up with him.

That was how much he had fallen for her.

"Sounds like a good lesson for me," Hunter agreed with the plan. He wanted to learn more about nobles and schemes, so it was worth giving it a try. He also would be able to deal with the monster tide this way, as Aimee's plan was to use the noble to save as many commoners as possible, giving her more fame than Susan Valkoch.

Aimee grinned, "Great! You have the first important task! To learn what noble is the second famous and capable."

"Any idea..." Hunter asked.

"Yes! Go and do what men to the best!" Aimee's grin widened.

Hunter gulped down and asked again, "And that is?"

"Gossip!"

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