"Angry?" Myne sat down beside Waffle and, while looking at the magnificent World Tree in front of him, spoke calmly.
"Very," Waffle replied coldly, continuing to devour his snakes without looking up. "Soone seems to have forgotten a lot of things. Or maybe he thought it doesn't matter if he dragged into muddy water, and let suffer for no reason."
"I know it's useless, but I'm sorry," Myne apologized while exhaling a deep breath. "I didn't expect her to take my words spoken in anger so seriously. But believe , I'll make it up to her. Just give so ti to fix everything, all right?"
He didn't wait for Waffle's response. He opened a portal beneath Waffle's chair and Garnet's horse, sending them back ho before taking a deep breath and closing his eyes. He remained there for the next half-hour, lost in thought. Only God knows what was going on in his mind, before opening a portal for himself as well.
...
"Huh? What is this bastard doing here? Even after hearing so much from , he still cos here shalessly. What a rascal, has no sha at all," Fenrir cursed irritably.
She had finally felt relief after releasing everything she was holding in her heart and was about to rest with peace of mind when she suddenly noticed spatial fluctuations a few ters in front of her. Since she had only given Myne permission to teleport in her cave, bypassing the defensive barrier she had set, it didn't take long to understand the source of the trouble.
Although she had said she didn't want anything to do with him and told him to get the hell out of her life, in the end, Fenrir couldn't muster the courage to block Myne directly. Instead, she set up a barrier around herself and her two children, who were taking an afternoon nap beside her and turned invisible, wanting to see why Myne was visiting her cave so suddenly despite knowing she wasn't there.
Myne stepped out of the portal, surveying his surroundings. He was surprised not to find Waffle's brothers but quickly dismissed the unnecessary thought. He pulled out a comfortable chair, and a book, and settled down beneath the tree, determined to wait for his last breath until he didn't apologise to her, and solve this matter once and for all.
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"What the hell does he want?" Fenrir muttered, exasperated. She had no idea what possessed him to co here instead of visiting the Elf Kingdom to see the World Tree, for which he had contracted her. But now he suddenly ca to her cave and started reading a book here, which made no sense to her at all.
"Forget it. When he gets bored, he'll leave on his own. Let's see how long you can hold on," Frustratedly, she shook her head with disdain, and cast a sleeping spell on her children so they wouldn't wake up and spoil the fun, then closed her eyes as well. She was indeed very tired and couldn't wait to get a good sleep.
Myne, unaware that the person he was waiting for was sleeping only a dozen ters away, continued his vigil. This lasted until late evening when he received a call from Waffle asking him to co ho for dinner.
Although Myne's fire of determination was still burning fiercely and he had no intention of giving up, he soon realized that eating was necessary too. So under Fenrir's curious gaze, who heard their conversation since they were talking through her, as she was the dium of their communication, Myne activated his clone ring, Band of the Fivefold Ka, and a clone of himself appeared beside him out of thin air.
He then ordered his clone to stay in the cave and wait for Fenrir while he returned ho for dinner. As for Fenrir discovering his little secret upon her return, Myne didn't care. After all, it wasn't like they had any sexual relationship, nor had he sent his clone to her to make her happy. Their bond was purely on a spiritual level, so why would she be angry about him having a clone or not?
"Where did this bastard get such a powerful artefact?" Fenrir mused dumbfoundedly, "Its level is actually comparable to the few I possess… Wait, this aura… Is it… given to him by Mother?"
A wave of doubt washed over her. "But why would she give him such a valuable artefact? Although she has no use for it herself, she wouldn't just give it to soone for no reason. She's not that kind."
Fenrir knew her mother very well. Even though she had changed significantly in the past two hundred years, engaging in many strange and illogical actions, she had never shown such kindness as to bestow a Tier Three or Four artefact upon a normal human simply for an hour of conversation, no matter how good her impression for Myne was she would never make such a loss-making decisions.
"Did sothing happen after I left that day (Chapter 463) that I don't know about?" Fenrir pondered, a growing sense of unease creeping in. She couldn't directly inquire about it from Myne given their current love and hated state of the relationship, so she decided to patiently wait for an opportunity to coax the information out of him when he earned her forgiveness.
Although Myne had employed so trickery in his resolution, he wasn't entirely deceiving himself and was indeed serious this ti. Only fifteen minutes after leaving, he returned in a hurry, instructing his clone to take his place while he continued waiting for Fenrir with a determined expression, earning a satisfied nod from her.
If he had truly allowed his clone to remain here instead of himself, even months of waiting wouldn't have brought him within sight of Fenrir, let alone allowed him to offer an apology.
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Six days later...
"Sigh, in the end, that villainous milf couldn't escape her fate of being killed by the protagonist despite doing everything she could… Plot Armor is truly the most perverted cheat in any novel. No matter what the villain does, their ultimate end is to be exploited by the protagonist and serve as their stepping stone…"
"I hope I'm not the villain of this story. Like them, I possess wealth, won, and power, acquired early on without much struggle. This script fits a villainous template a bit too well. I'd better be careful in the future. God knows if a random dude also pops up in my perfect life one day out of nowhere, screw over for a trivial matter, and takes everything from ."
Myne, while muttering nonsense, closed the second book he had finished in the past six days, and leaned against the chair, gazing at the falling leaves with a lancholic expression.
He had been staying in this cave; except for going out to eat and relieve himself, he spent all his ti here and hadn't touched even a single girl of his for nearly a week. This made his heart and his little brother so restless that now dirty thoughts popped into his mind every minute, accelerating his heartbeat and drying his mouth. Clearly, without his awareness, he had beco a sex addict.
"Ahem, excuse ?" Just as Myne was wondering what he was going to read next, a sudden, unexpected sweet voice startled him. It was accompanied by a faint fragrance of light perfu mingling with a womanly scent.
Myne, feeling his heart pounding against his ribs, quickly turned his head to see an incredibly beautiful middle-aged woman. She had long, river-like dark violet hair, sky-blue eyes, light pink lipstick on her thin lips, and skin as white as snow. She wore an elegant and classic white dress with a high neckline and long sleeves, seemingly crafted from a flowing, lightweight fabric like silk or chiffon.
Her not-so-small H-cup breasts strained against the tight dress, appearing like two orbs forcefully contained within the fabric. Myne had no doubt that if she were to run at full speed, they would undoubtedly burst out from the confines of her dress.
She possessed a physique that Myne deed perfect, without a single flaw. So captivated by her beauty, he remained unresponsive, simply staring with wide eyes as she waved her hand before his face, calling out to him repeatedly.
Seeing Myne behaving like a pervert, gazing at her with an inappropriate expression, the woman frowned and turned to leave.
"Wait, sorry! I was just distracted. You simply look like soone I know. I was dumbfounded by how similar you two look, I am really sorry," Myne quickly apologized, scrambling for one of the dozens of excuses he usually employed to pick up girls, while trying his best to avoid staring at the other party's long, fluffy violet tail, which strongly resembled Waffle's, albeit on a different scale.
"Well, no need to apologize. I can understand it," The woman said, though she didn't entirely believe his words. Seeing his sincere apology, she decided not to pursue the matter further.
"By the way, may I ask who you are and what you're doing in Your Highness Divine Beast Fenrir's cave?" she inquired curiously, looking around and placing her hands together in front of her stomach.
"My na is Myne, I am a friend of Your Highness Divine Beast Fenrir, and I'm waiting for her on urgent business. However, it seems she is preoccupied with her work and has not returned for quite so ti. May I have the honour of learning your na, My Lady?" Myne asked in a gentlemanly manner, causing the woman to chuckle slightly in amazent.
Unknown to her, Myne, who out of habit used appraisal on her, was dumbfounded by the information it provided and had lost all his interest in being captive by her beautiful smile.
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