Chapter 475 - : 475 : Something Intresting!

Chapter 475: Chapter : 475 : Something Intresting!

"My gut tells me something interesting is going to happen... just like last night when we took the alleys as a shortcut."

Lunara giggled.

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That’s true. Girls, fortune, and trouble follow wherever you go.

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Aiden chuckled, a lazy smirk on his face.

"Oh, I love trouble... especially with my wives."

He had barely finished speaking when his instincts screamed.

In one fluid motion, he yanked both twin daggers from his inventory.

A sharp, invisible aerial slash tore through the air toward him — fast enough to slice a normal person in half.

Aiden didn’t even flinch.

With a casual flick of his right wrist, one dagger deflected the invisible blade of wind. Sparks flew as the attack was completely canceled mid-air. The force of it still carved a shallow gouge into the stone wall beside him.

Aiden grinned, eyes narrowing with excitement.

"What did I say... Now... where are you?"

His gaze swept across the rooftops until it locked onto a distant structure.

"There you are."

In the next instant, he vanished.

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Miles away, on the open observation deck of the clock tower, Aeloria stood with her hood down, long golden-blonde hair tied in a high ponytail that swayed in the wind. Her pointed elf ears twitched slightly. She wore a form-fitting black bodysuit made of some strange scaled leather that clung to every exaggerated curve of her body like a second skin. The outfit highlighted her massive, heavy breasts, narrow waist, and wide, fertile hips. A long black cape billowed behind her.

Her emerald-green eyes, enhanced by spell enchantments, had been watching Aiden the entire time.

She murmured in a low, seductive voice.

"Child of Prophecy... huh? Damn... he is too handsome."

She watched as he easily deflected her aerial slash. Her lips curved into a small, intrigued smile.

Then Aiden’s head snapped up — directly toward her position.

Aeloria’s eyes widened.

*He can’t possibly see me from this distance... I’m too far—*

In the blink of an eye, Aiden appeared right in front of her.

He crouched casually on the stone balustrade of the observation deck, twin daggers resting loosely in his hands, grinning with that same shameless, handsome face.

"An elf..." he said, genuinely surprised and delighted. "Damn... my first time seeing one."

Aeloria’s mouth fell open in pure shock.

Before she could react, Aiden leaned forward and kissed the tip of her nose.

"—!"

She yelped and exploded backward in a perfect backflip, landing several meters away in a low, defensive stance. Her heart was pounding.

*I really underestimated him...*

With a sharp click, the hidden assassination blades on both of her wrists activated. The spring-loaded mechanisms in her black gauntlets snapped open. Three-part folding blades extended with a metallic shing, locking into deadly tanto-style short swords. The ring on her index finger controlled the opening and closing with precise movements.

She spun the blades once, getting a feel for their weight, then dropped into a low combat stance. Her massive breasts rose and fell with her breathing, the tight black material of her bodysuit stretching obscenely over her chest.

"Nice to meet you, Child of Prophecy," she said in that same sexy, slightly mocking tone.

Aiden’s grin widened.

"Nice to meet you too..."

He vanished again.

Aeloria’s eyes widened as she felt the air shift behind her. She twisted just in time to avoid a slash aimed at her back.

Aiden reappeared behind her, his voice right next to her pointed ear.

"...Elf."

She launched herself forward, flipping through the air and landing on the railing. Her ponytail whipped behind her as she glared at him.

*Why can’t I see his movements...?*

Aiden stood casually in the center of the deck, both daggers held loosely at his sides, looking completely relaxed.

"Wait... didn’t you come here to kill me?" he asked, tilting his head. "Come here then."

Aeloria clicked her tongue, her beautiful face turning serious. She launched herself at him with explosive speed.

"As you wish."

Their blades collided in a shower of sparks.

Aiden’s grin never faded. He was clearly toying with her — blocking her strikes with minimal movement, occasionally letting her blades graze his clothes just to see how close she could get.

Aeloria’s mind raced as she pressed the attack.

*How is he this calm? I’ve killed high-ranking knights with less effort than this... and he’s smiling like he’s enjoying a stroll.*

She activated the spring mechanism on her left gauntlet mid-combo. With a sharp metallic click, the hidden blade folded inward and then extended again at a different length, completely changing her reach mid-swing. She used the sudden shift to feint high and slash low, aiming for his legs. At the same time, she kicked off one of the thick stone pillars of the observation deck, using it as a springboard to attack from his blind side.

Aiden lazily tilted his body just enough for the blade to miss.

She twisted in mid-air, her golden ponytail whipping behind her, and launched three rapid aerial slashes the moment she landed. Invisible blades of compressed wind tore through the air, powerful enough to slice clean through the thick stone railings and even cut into the massive clock hands behind Aiden. The attacks came from three different angles at once, leaving almost no room to dodge.

But Aiden didn’t dodge.

He simply flicked both daggers in quick succession, deflecting all three slashes with almost insulting ease. The wind blades shattered against his weapons like glass.

*He’s not even trying... He’s playing with me. Like I’m some weak little girl waving a toy sword.*

Refusing to give him time to breathe, Aeloria bounced off another pillar, flipped over his head, and came down with a spinning slash from above while simultaneously firing another aerial slash from her right gauntlet. The hidden blade mechanism clicked again mid-motion, shortening the blade for a close-range thrust the moment she landed.

Aiden blocked the overhead slash with one dagger and caught her thrusting blade with the other. For a brief second their faces were close. He leaned in and pressed a quick kiss on her cheek.

"Pretty aggressive for someone who just met me," he teased.

Aeloria’s face burned. She pushed off him hard, flipping backward to create distance.

*Why can’t I land a single clean hit?! Every time I think I have an opening, he either blocks it effortlessly or... touches me like that!*

She gritted her teeth and changed tactics. Instead of direct attacks, she started using the environment more aggressively. She ran along the broken railing, launching aerial slashes that sliced through the floor and support beams, trying to collapse parts of the deck beneath his feet while she attacked from above. Debris and splinters flew everywhere as she forced him to move through the chaos.

Yet Aiden moved through the destruction like it was nothing, still wearing that same infuriating grin.

*This isn’t a fight anymore... he’s just messing with me. And the worst part is... he’s still stronger even while doing it.*

Aeloria landed on a cracked section of the deck, breathing harder now. Her massive breasts heaved inside the tight black bodysuit, sweat making the material cling even more to her exaggerated curves. Her emerald eyes locked onto Aiden with a mix of frustration, wariness, and reluctant fascination.

*Who the hell is this man...?*

Aiden suddenly appeared right in front of her during one of her flips. Instead of attacking, he reached out and blatantly groped one of her massive breasts through the tight black material.

"These are dangerous weapons too," he said with a shameless grin.

Aeloria’s eyes widened in shock and embarrassment. She twisted violently, slashing at him with both hidden blades. Aiden laughed and leaned back just enough for the blades to miss, then grabbed her ass with his free hand as she passed.

"Nice and firm. I like it."

"You perverted bastard—!" Aeloria snarled, her seductive voice cracking with genuine frustration.

She used the environment cleverly. She ran up one of the clock tower’s large gears, using the moving mechanisms as stepping stones while launching multiple aerial slashes downward. The wind blades sliced through the observation deck and even cut into the massive clock hands themselves, sending splinters and metal fragments flying.

Aiden danced between the attacks, still grinning.

"So tell me," he called out while dodging, "what’s an elf doing trying to assassinate me? I’ve never even met an elf before today."

Aeloria landed on a broken railing, breathing harder now. Her golden ponytail was slightly messy, and a thin sheen of sweat made her tight bodysuit cling even more to her exaggerated curves.

"I was hired," she replied in that same sexy voice, though it now carried a serious edge. "Someone wants the Child of Prophecy dead before he grows too strong. They offered a lot of money."

Aiden appeared behind her again in an instant. This time he didn’t attack — he simply pressed his body against her back for a brief second, one hand sliding around to grope her breast again while his lips brushed her pointed ear.

"And what do you think?" he whispered. "Do you still want to kill me after feeling how strong I am?"

Aeloria spun and slashed at him. He blocked both blades with his daggers, their faces inches apart.

"...You’re strong," she admitted, voice low and slightly breathless. "Stronger than anyone I’ve ever fought. And annoyingly handsome and perverted."

Aiden laughed and pushed her back, then immediately pressed the attack. Their blades danced in a beautiful, deadly choreography across the ruined observation deck. Every time Aeloria tried to create distance to use her aerial slashes, Aiden would close in and attempt to grope her again — squeezing her ass, cupping her breasts, or running his hand along her thick thighs.

She was getting visibly flustered.

"You—! Stop grabbing me like some common pervert!"

"But your body is so grab-able," Aiden replied shamelessly, dodging another slash and spinning behind her to slap her ass. "I would love to make you my wife. Imagine these tits and this ass in my bed every night."

Aeloria’s face flushed despite herself. She flipped away and landed in a crouch, blades ready.

"Oh... it’s not such a bad idea," she said, voice seductive even as she panted. "Given your handsome face and strength... But I’m on a mission. Sorry, handsome."

Aiden’s eyes gleamed with pure excitement.

"Then I’ll make you mine anyway."

Aeloria smirked, golden eyes narrowing.

"Try it."

She launched her strongest attack yet — a barrage of aerial slashes combined with direct blade strikes, using the broken clock mechanisms and falling debris as cover. The entire top of the clock tower was being destroyed around them.

Aiden met every attack with a grin, occasionally vanishing and reappearing to grope her mid-combo, forcing her to twist and dodge in embarrassing ways. Her massive breasts heaved with exertion, the tight black material of her outfit stretching dangerously with every movement.

The fight continued across the crumbling observation deck.

She was starting to realize something dangerous.

This man wasn’t just strong.

He was playing with her.

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END OF Chapter : Chapter : 475 : SOMETHING INTRESTING!

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