[Comment and give me power stones or I'll write an NTR story! I already have the drafts so don't tempt me!]
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Far from the bustle of the dojo, Beida walked impassively through the corridors of the dojo's dormitory area. Her gaze was calm despite the commotion outside. After all, only Ghislaine and Rudeus were rivals to her, but she knew neither would attack her. Rudeus was, after all, her faithful husband, and Ghislaine was like a foster sister to her. Both had fought their husband's flesh-dragon, though they had both suffered defeat.
Her steps were unhurried, as if the world were waiting for her alone. The floorboards creaked beneath her, announcing her presence just as she desired.
Even so, Reida couldn't suppress the anxiety that gnawed at her heart. The last time she had seen her granddaughter Izolte was five years ago, when she was just a Water Saint at only 13 years old. Now she should be 18, and her strength should have increased considerably, but that wasn't what worried Reida. She paused briefly, her head spinning, unsure of what to do. After all, just a couple of months ago, she had been a 69-year-old woman, already planning how to spend her final days... Now, she had regained her youth, married, and started a family—something Reida never expected, especially not now. But that was the big problem.
"How am I going to explain to my granddaughter that I'm younger than her now..." she murmured, her breath coming in anxious sighs. She made her way to the room where Isolte had been. It was unlikely she'd be there now, but it would be the best place to start looking.
Without a word, Reida drew her sword, leaned against the wall, and closed her eyes, pondering her predicament. She obviously didn't know what to do and couldn't imagine anyone ever being in her situation, but she remained there, silent. *tap, tap, tap*
But sooner rather than later she heard light footsteps from the other side of the hallway. She immediately knew who it was and couldn't help but shudder slightly with fear. She tried not to look ahead, but she couldn't help it.
'Haa...what am I going to do now...' Reida muttered to herself and, gathering her courage, she looked up to find herself face to face with a beautiful girl with blue hair.
"Hah..." Reida couldn't help but let out a sigh of surprise at the sight of the girl in front of her.
After all, the last time she saw Isolte she was nothing more than a mischievous girl with a talent for swordsmanship, but now she had grown up and become a young lady.
She was breathing shallowly and with difficulty, and lines of sweat were running down her body, a sign that she was just finishing her training.
"Huh?...Excuse me, are you new?...I haven't seen you around here..." Isolte said with an awkward smile; after all, she had been somewhat isolated here, only focusing on her own strength, But even so, she could recognize all the people who trained at the dojo.
Reida blinked slightly in confusion at this, but then nodded.
"Oh yes...I'm new here but I think you and I know each other," Reida said as she took her sword in hand.
Isolte raised a brow in confusion at this, but her gaze fell on the sword, and her eyes widened and her fists clenched.
That was the exclusive sword of his master Reida, the "River of Blood" inherited from the previous Water God.
Reida would never let anyone but herself use that sword, so this could mean two things.
Either the sword had been stolen or Reida had died in battle...
When these two possibilities entered Isolte's mind, she clenched her teeth in anger and quickly drew her sword.
"Who are you?! What have you done to Reida?!" she screamed angrily.
Reida could only grimace and got into a fighting stance just in case.
"My dear...I think that will be difficult to explain but...if you'll let me explain it then-"
"Shut up! Tell me where Reida is! Haaa!!" Isolte shouted out of nowhere as she lunged towards her.
Reida narrowed her eyes and couldn't help but curse in her mind.
'Damn Sword God Style!! You infected my granddaughter with your nonsense!' she screamed in her mind as she saw her granddaughter rush towards her.
"Haaa!!" Isolte screamed and quickly launched a Longsword of Light towards Reida in the direction of her right arm.
Reida's eyes widened at this.
'A Longsword of Silence...she is a Sword Saint now, She must have trained a lot to gain this strength in such a short time...' she murmured to herself before blocking the attack with her sword with ease.
This time it was Isolte's turn to be shocked, but before she could process it, she had already been whipped like a rag doll.
"Aaagh!!" Immediately, a huge, deep gash opened up across her chest as she fell to the floor.
Blood began to drip to the ground as she watched the girl, no older than her, rapidly approach her.
"Th-that was it!" Isolte tried to speak as her throat filled with blood, and Reida nodded, then placed a hand on her chest.
"X healing!" She said and immediately an immense and blinding green light came out of her hand healing Isolte's wound in seconds.
Immediately Isolte's wounds closed as if they had never existed, and her eyes widened in shock.
She remained silent for a few seconds, long enough to clear her mind, which was clouded by anger.
"That was Ocean Mirror," Reida said.
"It's like trying to push the waves of the sea, no matter how hard you try, the waves will push you back," Isolte continued as she slowly got up from the floor.
So she looked at Reida expectantly, and this was Reida's turn to feel uncomfortable.
"I-I'm Reida...I know this will sound unbelievable, dear, but...you have to believe me," Reida said with visible discomfort on her face.
She was clearly not used to this type of act or action.
So Reida began to recount everything that had happened in Asura a month ago.
From Rudeus's wedding to Eris to his coup and the battle at the castle.
Obviously, Isolte found all of this completely unbelievable and looked at Reida suspiciously.
"It would be more believable if you had told me you defeated Reida..." She said sarcastically, crossing her arms. "How can I believe you?" She asked, confused.
Reida could only sigh as she rubbed her temples, clearly exasperated.
"I don't know, okay?...oh maybe so," she said as a smile formed on her face.
"Do you remember the time I caught you fingering yourself that night after the party at the Silver Palace? Your whole bed was wet and you-"
"Okay!!! I believe you, I believe you, don't say another word!" Isolte shouted, completely embarrassed, while covering Reida's mouth and looking around for any witnesses.
That wasn't the last time she'd been caught pleasuring herself, but Reida always let it go.
Now shame completely covered Isolte's face as she ground her teeth slightly.
"So...you're married?" she asked, and Reida nodded with a warm smile.
"Yes, Rudeus is the one who restored my youth, you must treat him with respect," she said, and Isolte pressed her lips together, clearly conflicted.
After all, she was a follower of Millis, and from everything she had heard, that Rudeus, including Reida, must already have three wives.
So she couldn't help but frown, but as she was about to speak, Reida stopped her.
"I know what you're thinking, but Rudeus isn't what you imagine... I couldn't ask for any other man," she murmured with a weak smile as she blushed deeply.
Isolte could only look at this and feel a tremendous headache.
But before she could react, a great crash was heard from the main dojo.
"W-what?! What was that?!" Isolte screamed in panic as she quickly drew her sword.
"It's just Rudeus, he's negotiating with Clint and Timothy," Reida said with a smile, and Isolte immediately paled.
She knew how strong they both were, and she knew that negotiating was for a swordsman.
"But will he be alright? Aren't you worried?" Isolte couldn't help but ask with slight anxiety at her grandmother's calm demeanor.
"Yes, he's a world power, this is child's play for him," she replied proudly, her cheeks flushed.
"W-what?! A world power?!" Isolte couldn't keep her composure and exclaimed in surprise.
"Yes, he is the second world power, the Dragon God," Reida responded by crossing her arms and with a smile on her face, clearly infatuated with her husband.
"..." Isolte didn't even know how to respond to this.
Her formerly grumpy and stoic grandmother now behaved like a young woman in love who didn't appear her mental age.
It was clearly a shock for Isolte to see her act like that, but she still didn't have the heart to emphasize this.
She, more than anyone, could see how her grandmother spent her days in solitude because she had become obsessed with the sword.
Something she swore she would never do, but now life had given her grandmother another chance.
"...the commotion has calmed down, let's see what happened," Reida's voice pulled Isolte from her thoughts, and she walked awkwardly behind her.
Isolte couldn't help but look Reida up and down, and a hint of jealousy settled in her.
"If only we were truly united by blood...maybe I'd look like that too, ughh!!" She couldn't help but curse her luck and her gaze unconsciously fell on her breasts, irritating her even more.
So the two walked to the dojo where they found Rudeus talking to the swordsmen and Ghislaine sitting in what used to be Gull Farion's seat.
"..." Isolte was completely shocked by the scene unfolding before her.
She already knew that the Sword God had disappeared, and it was shortly before she arrived at the dojo, which is why Timothy and Clint had been in charge of the place all these years, maintaining a relative peace among the swordsmen.
But because she was almost a recluse, only training with Clint occasionally, she wasn't particularly bothered by Gull's disappearance. Even so, she knew how important he was to the dojo, so seeing that strange Doldia sitting in that chair was a complete shock.
But what impacted her most was the handsome man who commanded everyone's attention.
"...Ah! Just in time! I present to you all Reida Reia, the Water God and seventh world power!" Rudeus said with a smile that made Isolte shiver, but the next words he uttered made her eyes widen in astonishment. "Huh?! W-what?! Seventh world power?! W-when?! How?!" she exclaimed, unable to believe what she was hearing. She unconsciously bit her tongue, thinking it was a dream, but the pain only made her more surprised.
"Hehe... well, that was precisely the day Lord Rudeus took the throne. Sorry, I forgot," she said, slightly embarrassed.
Even so, Isolte simply couldn't believe what she was hearing, but she remained silent under the gaze of the handsome brown-haired boy, which was fixed on her.
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Ding!
[Nina Farion's affection increased to 10%!]
[You'd better help me avenge my father!!]
Ding!
[Isolte Kruel's affection increased to 40%!]
[Maybe polygamy isn't so bad...just maybe!!]
"..." I remained silent for a few seconds before a smile formed on my face.
'Now that I think about it, it's been a while since I've received one of those, huh,' I muttered to myself as I looked at all the swordsmen around me, unable to suppress the smile that was spreading across my face.
Without a doubt, everyone here is a bunch of idiots who let themselves be manipulated by a few simple words! No wonder Ghislaine couldn't even read or write when I found her!!
But putting those thoughts aside, I stood in the center of the dojo and used my [Dominant] ability for a greater effect on everyone.
"Since we've all reached an agreement, I'll state the conditions I'll set so that we can all be at peace!" I declared in a firm voice, and immediately everyone around me straightened their backs and fell silent, looking at me with absolute respect. "From now on, Ghislaine Boreas Greyrath will be the new Sword God, and anyone who disagrees can stand up and challenge her immediately!" I said, looking around at everyone, especially Clint and Timothy. Apparently, I wasn't the only one; the Sword Saints were also looking at them anxiously, but neither of them said anything.
"Good! Furthermore, from today onward, all swordsmen in this dojo will be Asura Knights responsible for protecting their country! Any objections?!" I asked, and again, nothing.
"Good! Now, let's move on to the next rule!" I continued like this for about another ten minutes, explaining what needed to be done and such. By the way, Gino had already escaped from the dojo and was running aimlessly through the forest. I could only sigh at this; I would look for him later.