Chapter 96.2
Chapter 96: We Are Invincible [2]
These brief keywords strung together painted a less than ideal picture. Naya raised her hand and playfully punched Iris’s shoulder, her cheeks flushed with anger.
She hadn’t touched her ice cream, waiting until that family of three finished and left the ice cream shop.
“You… you wouldn’t really… I’ll teach you a lesson!”
She then said to Semira.
Iris quickly shrugged her shoulders to dodge Naya’s small punches.
“Semira, lift your head.”
“No, I just patted the Paladin’s head, what were you thinking?”
“Hmm?”
“!!!”
She scooped some ice cream and held it to Semira’s mouth, who was sitting across from her.
Naya realized she had misunderstood, which made her even more embarrassed and angry.
Semira paused for a moment, then smiled with closed eyes as she accepted the spoonful of ice cream from her mother.
“Even patting heads isn’t allowed! You’ll be kneeling on the washboard when we get back!”
“Thank you, mother!”
Naya had thought Iris was using a method of entering others’ bodies.
“Do you prefer that way, Semira?”
After all, Iris could sense the system within her, seemingly through their daily intimate contact.
Semira shook her head repeatedly.
She couldn’t help but think that way.
“No! Mother, this is fine, I am willing to follow you and practice knighthood together.”
“Illya, doesn’t mom’s face look like a cherry?”
Semiya thought for a moment.
“It does!”
Because she bore the name of Knight of Casimir, Semira had lacked normal family affection since childhood.
Illya chuckled and nodded.
From the moment of birth, she was told how a knight should behave.
She actually didn’t know why Mama was angry, nor did she understand what these adults were hinting at. She didn’t understand any of it, but she found Mama and Mother’s interactions interesting.
Now at just seven years old, she had to formally face adventure – a world-class adventure at that.
She loved seeing Mama blush and get angry in front of Mother. At those times, Mama looked as beautiful as a rose, a feast for the eyes.
Because she was the daughter of a Holy Knight, everyone thought she must be excellent from a young age. So at just seven years old, following Semiya to Rex City to compete for a world-class ley line artifact was considered acceptable training for her.
“Illya, if you take your mother’s side, no more bedtime stories for you.”
Though Semiya spent little time with Semira, she wasn’t unfeeling. On their journey from the Goss Empire, she discovered that her daughter’s childlike innocence hadn’t been extinguished, but still shone brightly.
“Eh? No! Mother, go kneel on the washboard!”
“Semira, listen – as a knight, one should protect all beautiful things.”
Illya immediately switched to Naya’s side.
“Yes, mother!”
Though she didn’t know who was right or wrong, and thought patting someone’s head wasn’t a big deal, Illya knew that when Mama was angry, she should take Mama’s side. Mama was justice in this world.
“Including your heart that wants to be spoiled by your mother.”
“Mother…”
With Illya’s support, Naya confidently puffed out her chest.
Semira held her ice cream and happily ran over to sit beside Semiya.
“Did you hear that, Iris? Go kneel on the washboard when we get back.”
“Mother, let me feed you.”
“Did you hear that, Mother? Listen to Mama properly.”
“Mmm.”
Iris felt her dignity as Dragon King was rather compromised. She lowered her head to look at the pink dragon Loli in her arms, imitating Naya’s threat to Iris.
Semiya opened her mouth, accepting her daughter’s childish feeding game.
“Illya, if you help your Mama speak, I won’t buy you toys anymore.”
After finishing the ice cream.
“Hmph! Then don’t buy any – if I don’t have toys to play with, I’ll play with Mama.”
Semiya looked at Semira’s blonde hair, which was simply tied into a single ponytail, and she was also wearing a light skirt armor.
“You naughty girl, you’re asking for it!”
The pink-haired girl, with twin ponytails, a bow on her head, and a lovely pink dress, was bright and beautiful, forming a stark contrast with her own daughter.
Iris raised her hand and pinched Illya’s cheek.
“Semira, let me take you somewhere.”
To dare say such outrageous things.
“Yes, mother!”
The family of three’s playful banter attracted quite a bit of attention from passersby. Naya’s large red umbrella was already eye-catching enough, and when they heard the pink-haired little Loli calling both “Mother” and “Mama”, pedestrians couldn’t help but stop to listen to this family’s conversation.
Putting down the empty cup, Semira stood up and followed Semiya out of the ice cream shop. However, she felt her steps had become more determined.
“How wonderful…”
I must prove that I have the ability to fight alongside my mother.
“In this cold and indifferent society, perhaps only beautiful women’s intimacy can bring me warmth.”
From now on, I won’t have to wait anxiously at home every day for my mother’s triumphant return.
“A newlywed Yuri (Girls’ Love) life, so heartwarming.”
Earlier, I was a bit carried away because it was rare to travel with my mother. Just now, mother’s indulgence was likely a warning—this would be my last time being reckless, right?
As I watched the mother and daughter trio walk into a toy store, the passersby also continued on their way.
Where is Mother going to take me?
Iris had said she wouldn’t buy Illya any toys, but in the end, she couldn’t help but bring Illya to the toy store.
Semira followed behind Semiya, feeling incredibly anxious.
After all, Illya wasn’t joking around.
Until Semiya stopped in front of a certain house, Semira looked up and, upon seeing the shop sign, widened her eyes in surprise.
When Illya doesn’t have toys to play with in the bath, she plays with Naya’s volleyball, which makes Iris grind her teeth.
A costume and accessories store?
Iris carried Illya into the toy store and went straight to the counter to ask the owner.
“Do you have any small, portable toys that can be used while bathing?”
“Yes, we do!” The owner immediately came out from behind the counter and started introducing Iris to the toys in the shop. “Take a look at this—it’s a slime fairy ball. When it touches water, it grows bigger and taller. It’s small and easy to carry, and if you leave it in a dry place overnight, it shrinks back to its small size. It’s really useful.”
“Okay, I’ll buy it! Give me ten!”
In short, buy, buy, buy.
Satisfy Illya’s desires first. Fill Illya’s hands full with toys, so Illya won’t have any ideas about my wife anymore.
After spending an afternoon shopping, the family of three finally returned to the inn to rest. Carrying the slime fairy balls back to their room, Illya eagerly grabbed Naya’s hand.
“Mama, Mama, I want to take a bath right now!”
“Why the rush? Your Mother hasn’t kneeled on the washboard yet.”
Hearing Naya’s words, Iris felt her heart skip a beat.
She looked at Naya in disbelief, her gaze asking, “You’re serious, wife?”
She thought Naya had just been joking.
Naya crossed her arms and snorted, indicating she wasn’t joking.
“But there isn’t a washboard here,” Iris looked around.
“Let’s go to the private hot spring and kneel on the pebble path.”
Taking Illya by the hand, Naya led the family to the private hot spring.
The so-called pebble path was just graffiti on the floor. The inn’s designer had deliberately made the floor look like an outdoor hot spring to create an atmosphere of wilderness.
“Whoosh!”
Illya, no longer paying attention to the two adults, poured all the fairy balls from the bag into the water. In an instant, the balls absorbed the water, growing into large fairies.
“Wow! So many big sisters!”
Hearing Illya’s exclamation, Naya turned to look.
Ten large slime fairy women lay in the water, completely naked but semi-transparent and colorful.
“Hey, what kind of toys are these?”
Naya walked to the edge of the pool and examined the slime creatures.
Luckily, they weren’t too realistic. Otherwise, it would be too inappropriate for a child to play with such toys, and it would teach Illya bad lessons.
“Hehe…”
Naked, Illya leaped into the water, embracing them left and right, completely immersed in the warm embrace of the fairy sisters.
Since they were slimes, they occasionally blinked, making them seem almost lifelike.
Oh well, as long as Illya doesn’t misinterpret them.
Perhaps to her, these fairy-shaped slimes were just cute life-sized dolls.
But behind her, Iris was the real issue.
Naya turned around, just as Iris was undressing.
“Iris… the pebble path.”
“Naya, are you serious?”
Naya crossed her arms again, repeating their earlier silent exchange of glances.
“What else?”
“Alright.”
Iris draped on a bathrobe and, slowly, before Naya, began to kneel.
Was Naya really making her kneel?
She was the Dragon King!
Wasn’t Naya going too far?
At that moment, Iris felt a deep sense of grievance and confusion.
Last time when Naya and Lina got tangled up, Iris had only been a little angry.
Yet now, Naya was demanding an apology by kneeling?
And touching that Holy Knight’s head was only to gather intelligence.
But if it was Naya’s demand, she’d climb a mountain of knives if she had to.
“Ah!”
Suddenly, someone slipped, pulling Iris down to the ground, preventing her from kneeling.
Naya landed on top of Iris, staring into her red eyes, but her gaze shifted away awkwardly.
Iris’s bathrobe had come loose, and the silky fabric was now pressed against Naya’s skin.
Behind their dragon tails, Naya’s delicate ankle clasped around Iris’s leg, hinting at her own flustered state.
“I… accidentally slipped…”
Naya had indeed been joking all along.
She wasn’t really jealous that Iris had touched someone else’s head.
However, she realized belatedly that the joke might have gone too far.
But this joke brought an unexpected surprise—knowing that Iris would unconditionally obey her.
“Touch my head, Iris. However long you touch someone else’s, double it for me.”
Naya leaned against Iris’s shoulder.
Iris paused briefly, then raised her hand to stroke Naya’s hair.
Naya and Iris, pressed together, felt a sense of fulfillment and happiness as Iris’s gentle hand stroked Naia’s hair.
“Would you really have knelt?”
Naya cautiously asked.
“If you asked me to kneel, I would.”
“I didn’t… I was just… indulging in a bit of fantasy…”
Naya recalled TV shows she had seen in her previous life, where henpecked husbands often joked about kneeling on washboards, belittling themselves in front of their wives.
As a woman, the idea of having a husband like that seemed fun.
But Naya didn’t actually enjoy that feeling.
Between her and Iris, no one should be inferior to the other.
“And besides, at that time, I really thought your method of sensing others’ systems involved entering their bodies. My blood pressure spiked, and I got really angry. Even after you explained it was just a head pat, I was still upset, so I told you to kneel on the washboard.”
“I see…”
“Mmm. Iris, even though I’m happy you’re willing to kneel for my little whims, I still want you to be the proud Dragon King. I often talk about proving my status in the family, about conquering you, and while there’s some truth to that… I also find your commanding presence as the Dragon King quite charming. I don’t want to become your weakness. If there ever comes a day when I’m your soft spot, I want you to keep living strong, not kneel for my sake.”
For instance, if she were captured by other heroes and Iris had to surrender in exchange for her life.
Naya didn’t want to see such a situation happen.
So when Iris followed her orders without hesitation, Naya felt a small fear of that future.
If Iris weren’t the Dragon King, then Naia would let her pamper her all she wanted. But since Iris was the Dragon King, there were always people trying to kill her, to bring her down.
Iris’s voice was soft and tender.
“I won’t let that happen.”
“So, be more cautious. And don’t use your time-stop ability so recklessly again. If the Holy Knight anticipates it or has her own system that isn’t affected by your time pause, your trump card will be exposed. Facing the Holy Knight will become even more difficult.”
“Your concerns aren’t without reason.”
Naya raised her hand, tracing circles on Iris’s chest with her delicate fingers, beneath her loosened bathrobe.
“I’m not worrying for nothing, Iris… I really cherish the time we spend together. You might think I’m nagging, always warning you to be careful. But death can fail countless times, while we can’t afford a single mistake. You hold a high position; you should always be wary.”
“Sorry, Naya. I admit I was careless that time. I won’t use time-stop so casually again.”
“Alright, alright.”
Naya propped herself up beside Iris. “It feels weird having a Dragon Queen who doesn’t claim to be invincible. You should keep being proud. I’ll be your second pair of eyes.”
She leaned down and kissed those soft lips.
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