After Lucian left Qlipoth Fort, Bronya immediately arrived outside the Supreme Guardian’s office.
She took a deep breath, steadying her slightly hurried breathing after running, then raised her hand and firmly knocked three times on the carved wooden door.
“Wait a moment!” Cocolia’s anxious and slightly flustered voice came from inside.
After quite some time, permission to enter was finally granted.
“Bronya, have you found Lucian?” Cocolia put down the pen in her hand and forced herself to look up calmly at her adopted daughter.
Just a moment ago, for some inexplicable reason, all of her clothes had suddenly burst apart.
When Bronya knocked on the door, she was still frantically trying to put herself back together… “Yes.
Lord Lucian has already gone down to the Underworld,” Bronya replied.
“I see…” Cocolia’s tense shoulders relaxed almost imperceptibly, and her anxious heart finally settled.
Seeing Bronya’s strictly professional and completely normal expression, Cocolia secretly rejoiced.
Those little “secrets” between her and Lucian seemed to be safe—for now.
She picked up the cup of warm water at the corner of her desk, hoping to soothe her slightly dry throat.
However, Bronya’s next words struck her like a bolt of lightning from a clear sky.
“Mother, I think… Lord Lucian might like you.” The sentence hit Cocolia like thunder.
Her hand trembled so violently that she nearly knocked over the cup.
“Ahem, ahem.
Bronya, Lucian and I are innocent.
Nothing happened.
Don’t let your imagination run wild.” “But I saw Lord Lucian secretly keeping a portrait of you and hiding it inside his shirt.
If he doesn’t like you, why would he do that?” Bronya continued staring straight at her mother with her clear, innocent eyes.
Cocolia fell silent.
Bronya never lied.
Her words were the strongest evidence.
An indescribable warmth, mixed with surprise, embarrassment, and a secret sweetness, quietly spread through Cocolia’s heart.
Clearly… clearly, she had already… Yet he was still secretly keeping her portrait?
This was simply… exactly what a teenager experiencing their first love would do!
Cocolia took a small portrait of Lucian from her drawer and couldn’t help smiling to herself.
So he’s just like me… At that thought, the corners of Cocolia’s mouth became increasingly difficult to suppress.
Ever since the Stellaron had left her body, her state of mind had changed somewhat, and her original personality was gradually returning.
Bronya saw her mother smiling but had no idea what she was thinking about, so she didn’t dare say anything more.
Could she be thinking about how to keep Lord Lucian in Belobog?
As Cocolia smiled, her mind recalled the disheveled and helpless state she had been in the previous night.
No… I can’t keep him all to myself.
She knew very well that Lucian wasn’t an ordinary man.
If she couldn’t satisfy his needs, sooner or later she would be in trouble.
Rather than letting him be taken by other women… It would be better to… Cocolia suddenly became serious and fixed her gaze on Bronya, looking her up and down.
She thought to herself: My adopted daughter is exceptionally beautiful, has an excellent figure, a wonderful personality, and has inherited my best qualities in every way.
And she had already reached the age of first love, too.
As the saying went… Good things should stay within the family.
With Lucian’s help, Bronya would surely have a bright future.
Bronya felt a chill run down her back under that sharp, scrutinizing gaze.
She vaguely sensed that her mother was planning something major involving her.
“Bronya,” Cocolia said solemnly, “you’re grown up now.
It’s time to help me share some of the firepower.” Firepower?
Bronya wondered if she had misheard.
She must mean pressure.
Sigh… Mother works so hard and gets so tired that even her words are getting mixed up.
“Yes, Mother.
I’ll do my utmost to share your worries.” Bronya patted her chest and solemnly vowed to help her mother.
Cocolia smiled with satisfaction.
Lucian had no idea that someone was secretly working behind the scenes to expand his faction.
At that moment, Lucian was walking through the streets of Belobog.
Everyone who saw him respectfully bowed and greeted him.
“Good morning, Lord Lucian!” “Thank you for your hard work, Lord Lucian!” “Lord Lucian, I just made this breakfast.
Please have a taste!” “Lord Lucian, I picked these flowers for you~” “…” The people warmly greeted the new Supreme Guardian who had saved their world.
If Lucian hadn’t previously instructed them not to disturb his daily life, he probably would have been completely surrounded by now.
Soon, Lucian arrived at the entrance to the Underworld.
It was completely open now, guarded by a dozen or so Silvermane Guards.
People came and went constantly, making the scene resemble an old subway station on Earth.
“Supreme Guardian, Gepard reporting in—everything is normal!” A tall Silvermane Guard officer stepped forward and saluted.
Lucian took a closer look.
He was a handsome blond man—somehow even more handsome than his in-game model.
Of course, he was still slightly inferior to Lucian himself.
“Mhm.
I can tell that all of you have been carrying out your orders diligently.” Lucian raised a hand and patted Gepard on the shoulder, praising him.
“Good work.
Next year, I’ll find you a sister-in-law.” Hearing the praise, Gepard quickly replied humbly, “Thank you for your concern, my lord.” Huh?
Sister-in-law?
Gepard suddenly realized what Lucian had said and abruptly looked up.
But Lucian had already turned around in a dashing manner, his hands in his pockets, humming an unfamiliar, high-spirited, peculiar tune as he strode toward the entrance leading down to the Underworld.
His singing wasn’t loud, yet it carried a strange, piercing resonance that clearly reached Gepard and the nearby Silvermane Guards.
“We’ve made a choice Go fight against your fate!
Pain will come with the blade.
Pain will wake up the despondent crowd in this dormant world somehow…” The melody was stirring, and the lyrics were enough to get anyone’s blood pumping.
Gepard unconsciously began humming along with Lucian.
But as he sang, something suddenly felt off… “Wait… how strange.
Why does this song make me feel like our Supreme Guardian is about to get beaten to death?” (End of Chapter) [Thanks for Reading!]