In the room, the smell of blood still lingered in the air. Danilo and his children were standing when a bright light suddenly appeared and took shape. Three women emerged out of nowhere, and Danilo gave a slight smile. But, looking closely at them, a small frown appeared on his face.
Except for Leiliana Vermilion, who looked just as she did the last time he saw her — blonde, beautiful, golden eyes, and voluptuous — both Mikaela Morningstar and Leila Chronos looked very different. Both were younger. And, unlike their more mature versions, with eight wings and five tails, they each had only a single pair of wings, and in the fox's case, only one pathetic tail.
Danilo wondered if he had messed up.
— Lesliana Vermilion, greetings, master.
— Mikaela Morningstar, greetings, master.
— Leila Chronos, greetings, master.
All three spoke in unison after kneeling before Danilo.
At that moment, Kiala and Pancho's mouths were open wide enough to fit a can. Especially Pancho: seeing these absolutely beautiful women appear from nowhere and kneel before his father, he couldn't believe what he was witnessing. He knew his father had an opportunity to recruit troops, and he had wanted to suggest that his father recruit only women because of his peculiar talent. When he saw the light, he almost scolded the old man for wasting yet another great opportunity, like he had with the weapon. But now, looking at these women, he wondered if the old man would be generous enough to make one of them his daughter-in-law. He prayed the old man would be generous.
When Kiala looked at the three women in front of them, unlike Pancho, she thought of their mother and felt regret. With their father's talent, he would undoubtedly become supreme, and unfortunately, she would not share this glory with their mother or the Afonso family. With women so beautiful, the mother, who previously had a minimal chance of reconciliation, now had virtually no chance at all.
— Stand up — Danilo said calmly. — From today, we are all one family. Children, I present to you your new mothers.
Upon hearing their father's words, Kiala's mouth opened even wider, and Pancho's heart sank. Surely, the old man would make these three beauties their new mothers. And it was understandable, but still frustrating: they were truly stunning. A blonde with golden eyes, an angel with white hair but equally golden eyes, and a black woman with long hair and a fluffy tail. And of all of them, the black woman was undoubtedly the most breathtaking. Her beauty was simply hypnotic, her cute and innocent face practically begging for male domination.
With women so beautiful, even if they were weak, the mere fact that they existed and accompanied them was worth it. So he decided to check the status panel of the three — and his heart nearly dropped at what he saw.
Starting with the innocent little black girl, with a fluffy tail resembling that of a fox: Leila Kronos.
Leila Kronos (Common)
– Race: Ten-Tailed Fox (Tails: 1)
– Power: 160
– Mana: 180
– Strength: 16
– Physique: 14
– Intelligence: 18
– Spirit: 20
Talent 1: Herald of Destiny (A)
The Herald of Destiny can observe the fate line of all beings, anticipating events.
Talent 2: Daughter of Time (S)
1. Temporal abilities have no cooldown or mana cost.
2. Increases all time-related damage by 100%.
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Mikaela Morningstar (Common)
– Race: Angel, Angelic Race (Wings: 2)
– Power: 180
– Mana: 200
– Strength: 18
– Physique: 18
– Intelligence: 20
– Spirit: 19
Talent: Sacred Heart (SSS)
1. All sacred abilities lose cooldown and waiting time.
2. All sacred ability damage increases by 1000%.
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Lesliana Vermilion (Common)
– Race: Golden Crow (Sealed)
– Power: 120
– Mana: 140
– Strength: 12
– Physique: 10
– Intelligence: 14
– Spirit: 13
Talent: Sacred Merchant — C
Receive a 100% refund on any item sold.
If traded, the exchanged item will have the option to double or merge, resulting in an item worth twice as much.
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Pancho couldn't believe what he saw on the status panel of the three women. All of them, besides being beautiful, were absolutely talented. Even Lesliana Vermilion, the weakest of them all, was of the Golden Crow race. Although her lineage was sealed, a Golden Crow is a Golden Crow. A mythical race.
Not to mention the Sacred Merchant talent. Although her race was level C, the refund on all sold items doubled. And if the old man improved her talent, what then? Could she reach the legendary 10,000x like the others?
Danilo and Kiala were also impressed. After admiring the attributes and talents of the three women, he focused his attention on Lesliana. Centuries had passed since her death, but a hidden part of him still missed her. She had been the true catalyst for his rebellion and extinction, and also the reason he abandoned hatred for his family.
In the initial mission, Danilo was born and raised in the world of Azeroth. He knew it was a sort of mission, but the mission specified nothing. He didn't know what to do to complete it and tried countless things to return home, but nothing worked. He was adrift, aimless.
When he met Lesliana, he had been injured by the collision waves of two Duke-class beings. He was merely a victim of the consequences. Dozens of people had died. But in Azeroth, where the weak are prey for the strong, it never mattered. He was gravely injured. The powerful moved the battle elsewhere, caring nothing for the ants. He saw death up close.
He hated weakness. He hated the world that took his parents away. His parents, in Azeroth, had died when he was a child. A necromancer took his apprentice to practice the corpse puppetry technique, and the most suitable material was fresh corpses. That necromancer was Count-class. Not too powerful, but for ordinary humans, practically supreme.
He only survived because, that day, he went out to play by the stream. When he returned happy from fishing — having caught his first fish, which he intended to celebrate with his family — he found terror.
He hated the original owner's family, who treated him like a fool. The hatred was so deep that, if given another chance, he would kill them all. Eat them and drink their blood in honor of the other man.
At the moment of death, dominated by helplessness and raw hatred, suddenly a figure appeared. She was like the sun in his life. She showed him that life would always be shit, but it was up to us whether it affects us or not. Everything depends on us. If we allow ourselves to sink, then we will always be on the ground, full of hatred and indignation. Despite everything, we can do much with little. We can appreciate the good things in life. "Forever" can be just that moment around the corner. Learn to forgive and leave hatred behind.
"Little queen," Danilo said tenderly, looking at Lesliana.
Upon hearing that nickname, she was stunned, because it was a name only one person knew. Looking at the people around her, she was also somewhat scared, remembering clearly that she had died — and had died in front of her lover. She didn't know what happened to him, but assumed he had unfortunately died. After all, weakness is man's original sin.
They appeared in a new place, surrounded by strangers, and there was a strange man, to whom she felt an extreme connection. A connection so strong she would give her life and die for him. Now, that same man, the master, called her by the nickname of his great love.
"It's me," Danilo said, with full strength of affection and tenderness. "It's me… the Big Bad Wolf."
When she heard that, the words… she couldn't believe them. He looked very different, but looking into those eyes full of longing and hearing the names that only she and her lover used for each other, her heart beat fast.