Guild Boss's Ambition

"The carriage can't be stopped, so don't try to ruin the problem, okay?"

I changed my mind and wrote: "I will never ride in a carriage again."

"That's right. It might be too cruel of me to ask you to answer such a question. Forget it, just pretend that I never asked."

Sister Meng'er responded with an understanding smile to my avoidance of the question, but I also vaguely sensed a slight sense of loss from it. Sister Meng'er was really distressed and really wanted to get the answer to her question from me. Since I finally had such an opportunity to be needed by the sisters, how could I back down here?

I immediately deleted what I had just said and corrected it by writing: "I will crash into Sister Xiaolan's direction!"

Seeing my answer, Sister Meng'er asked in doubt: "Why? Don't you value Xiao Lan very much?"

I explained, "If it was Sister Xiaolan, she would definitely understand me."

"Is that so? That's indeed the case, although it's very cunning."

After receiving my answer, Sister Meng'er looked thoughtful.

Is my answer not good enough?

Right……

After all, I am still a child, and my thoughts are rather naive.

"Thank you, Lian'er. Thanks to your advice, I feel much better now!"

When I was secretly sad, Sister Meng'er also expressed her gratitude at the right time. I don't know if those were just words of comfort, but I am willing to believe that Sister Meng'er is a sincere elder. She will not make up those heartbreaking lies. When I do something wrong, she will always tell me directly what I did wrong, instead of beating around the bush like Sister Xiaolan.

So, I think I really helped this time.

But why is Sister Meng'er worried about that problem?

Was she going to drive the carriage? Was she going to ride in the carriage even though she knew it would get out of control?

In the following time, Sister Meng'er's expression was obviously much more cheerful than before. She did not wander between work and snacks as usual, but wrote with all her might. Her emerald eyes were full of energy and vigor. Sister Meng'er like this was always the most unstoppable.

As long as she finds the right direction, she will move forward straight.

She always taught me not to be afraid of failure. If you think that doing something is right, then even if you will be bruised and battered in the future, you must have the courage to try, because mistakes usually only lead to regrets, and the consequence of doing nothing is that even you will not be able to forgive yourself - if you have not tried your best and faced a bleak ending, what qualifications do you have to talk about what ifs.

At this moment, Sister Meng'er might be trying her best for something?

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1. Unclear Relationship (Ehard)

(Mener-Ehard)

Yesterday, I avoided Berlane for almost the entire day.

I really wanted to talk it over with her directly, but every time we were about to meet, I would suddenly start to procrastinate.

After all, it is the most precious thing, and I don’t want to mess it up when my mind is in a mess.

I hesitated for a day and asked for advice from many familiar and unfamiliar people. Finally, I found the most reliable answer. I should not face all of this alone. This matter is also Blanny's business. She would want me to take the initiative to discuss it with her. She would want to solve this difficulty with me, just like when we depended on each other in the past.

With that desire still suppressed, I knocked on Branny's door the next night and opened it.

She was inside, working on a painting.

It was a pale blue sky, which made people think of words like freedom and peace.

Seeing me coming, she put down her paintbrush, turned to me and sat up straight: "Are you finally here? Idiot."

She scolded me, and I nodded seriously, without any playful smile, moved a chair and sat opposite her.

The wind is a little chilly tonight. The red moon of the past has disappeared long ago. The trees outside the window are rustling, and the night sky is full of stars. Back then, Blanny specifically chose this room for the beautiful scenery. Otherwise, in terms of geographical location, the empty room next to my dormitory would be more convenient to access, and it would also help us sisters to keep in touch.

Since she grew up, Brannie has gradually become less close to me.

But the night before yesterday...

I said seriously, "I'm here to talk about what happened the night before last."

She asked calmly and concernedly, "Is my sister okay?"

I was stunned and replied, "Very good, Bai Ye said that I have no problem. The appetite is easy to solve. The increase in fighting desire is no problem as long as I fight more in the arena. The most troublesome thing is the one I am going to talk to you about next."

Perhaps misunderstanding what I meant, Berlani glanced at the bedside and asked, "So, do you want to do it?"

My face suddenly became hot, and I quickly explained: "No! I... don't have any urgent needs in that regard for the time being. What I want to talk about today is, why did you, Berlani,... that... um... take the initiative to cater to me that day?"

If I remember correctly, I was about to try to solve it myself, but was stopped by Blanny, and then I did all kinds of pleasant exercises under various irresistible forces. In other words, what happened the night before was entirely due to Blanny's own will, not the result of my coercion.

Hearing this, Berlani pondered for a moment, then replied, "I didn't think the matter was that complicated. I just felt that you had that need, and I happened to be able to satisfy it, so I made that decision."

"Is that really all?"

"I remember that Branny seemed to say something strange to me that night."

I was awake that night, and as long as I used my spiritual eyes that could examine myself and thought carefully, I could easily recall the wonderful moments of the previous night. From those moments, I clearly saw another Blanny who was completely different from usual. That Blanny was as aggressive as fire, like a catastrophic avalanche.

That kind of Brannie was abnormal, and her expression made me very worried.

Trying to drive the shyness to a corner of my heart, I asked in a slightly tougher tone: "That night, I remember you said to me that you don't want to be my lover. What does that mean?"

Hearing this, Blanny moved her chair and body closer to me, then gently held my hands in her cool palms, and responded calmly and profoundly: "Sister, I am your good Blanny, and I just want to be your good Blanny. What I did the night before last was not because I wanted to be your lover."

"My dear Belanie?"

Looking at this familiar beautiful face in front of me, I could only smile bitterly: "Blanny, you are really hard to understand."

Brannie nodded in agreement, with a brief smile on her lips, and continued, "You don't understand because I don't want you to understand. But even if I have a lot of things to hide, you don't have to worry about me. In fact, as long as you are happy, Brannie can also share your happiness."

If I am happy, she will be happy?

I shook my head, not understanding my sister, and could only persuade her in the normal way: "Blannie, you should cherish yourself more. I don't know what you think, but you must understand that our society attaches great importance to a woman's chastity. Compared to me as a sister, I hope you can leave it to your future partner."

Unfortunately, my sister is a habitual offender who doesn't play by the rules.

She asked a question that hit the nail on the head: "So sister, are you planning on having a girlfriend?"

I hesitated and responded in confusion: "Well... I'm still young... Isn't it better to just go with the flow?"

Then, she pressed on, "Needless to say, ** is useless, right?"

Although I don't know how Blanny deduced such a result, it is true. During the sleepless night yesterday, I tried to solve the problem through my fingers, but the actual result was regrettable. My own comfort could only bring a very small amount of pleasure, which was far from enough to satisfy the huge restlessness.

Later, when I further analyzed my body structure through my spiritual eyes, I was surprised to find that what could make Rakshasa feel sexual desire was mainly mental stimulation. More specifically, only the object I sincerely wanted to violate could bring me the corresponding desire, which means that just finding a male or female prostitute on the street would probably not work.

This is mainly because it is difficult for me to like others. As a Rakshasa woman, I should be considered a very picky eater.

But once I infer from this discovery, it also shows that I actually have some bad desires towards Blanche herself. I don’t want to deny that I quite like Blanche. After all, she is a very good girl. But in my mind, a happy relationship should be one-on-one, and Blanche should be able to find a better partner in the future.

I prefer to be her a sister rather than a lover.

But now, after that incestuous night, the relationship between her and I seems to have changed a little.

It made me feel very uneasy, like I was walking on a tightrope, lost in the confusion of the unknown.

Facing Blanny's straight-to-the-point question, I coughed twice in embarrassment and said seriously, "Blanny, you're right. That won't work. That's why I wanted to come over to discuss it with you tonight..."

Without hesitation, Berlane said, "Before you find your other half, you must sleep with me first."

I asked anxiously, "Do you really think it's okay for us to do this?"

Berlani asked back, "I think this is the most correct approach. Do you think there is a problem with it, sister?"

I think the biggest problem here is that I can't find the problem myself. It's just like when I asked Lian'er about the carriage case before. There is no so-called correct answer in this matter. No matter what you do, it can't be perfect. If you take a step back, the existence of Blanny makes me feel relaxed.

"If it's Belanie, then there's no problem."

I have always been reluctant to think that way, as it makes me feel that I am insulting her nobleness.

But the woman in front of me, Blanny, didn't seem to mind our interaction that night at all.

I was so confused that I asked tentatively, "If someone asks me about our relationship, how should I answer?"

Berlane replied calmly, "We are just very close sisters."

I frowned and asked, "Would close sisters do something like that?"

Berlani held my right hand, slowly placed it on her left chest, and said lightly: "Of course we are not just close sisters. I am different from my sister. I have never regarded my sister as a pure sister."

Dong Dong... Dong Dong...

Although she looked calm on the outside, there was no doubt that Blanny's heart was beating very fast at this moment.

I couldn't help but have this absurd thought: "Blanny, are you going to fall in love with me?"

"I admire you."

Berlane immediately gave a positive answer and continued, "Sister, you don't have to consider Berlane's thoughts. If you really have resistance, I will tell you directly. In other words, even if you don't have monster bloodline, or even if you have a formal wife in the future, I will be willing to use any means to make you happy."

There was no doubt that Berlane meant what she said.

Terrible……

It's too twisted...

"I just can't understand you!"

I stood up fiercely and scolded her, "Blanny, you are my most precious relative. No matter what your reason is, you don't need to degrade yourself like this. You are not anyone's appendage. You should belong to yourself, and I don't need you to empty yourself to make me happy. I don't want that kind of happiness at all."

"Is it difficult to understand?"

Facing my sudden intense emotions, Blanny just tilted her head calmly, then grabbed my tie with extremely slow and extremely fast movements, slowly pressed her delicate body against my chest, and then, my lips and tongue once again tasted the wonderful flavor of the night before, a quiet deep kiss that melted and was imprinted in my mind.

The kiss felt good, it was an unnecessary kiss.

When their lips parted, she asked softly, "Will this make it easier for you to understand?"

I can't understand it and it's hard to comprehend it.

I stared at the girl's pretty face blankly and asked bitterly, "Why don't you be more straightforward?"

The corners of her eyes curved, as if she smiled softly, and she replied in a flirtatious tone: "Sisters should be honest with each other, but lovers should keep a sense of mystery for themselves. I will never tell you my feelings, so you can just guess. Think about how much I like you, and think about how much I hate you..."

Just like a glass of cold wine, the sight of Branny in front of me made me drunk again.

In the ignorant feelings, it was a night of love.

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2. New name (Tris)

(Tracey Garcia)

Once upon a time, my name was not Trish.

Once upon a time, I was a boy named Zifeng.

Now, I am a monster that is neither male nor female, a terrible monster.

I eat a heart every day. The taste of fresh flesh and blood is my new body's favorite taste.

For the first half month or so, I went hunting on my own. I was born with the ability to hunt.

The human race is weak, people's trust in each other is dangerous, and I am terrifying when I become a monster.

I hate myself for being like this.

If I ask myself honestly, when I fell into the trap of that terrible woman, I didn't feel any despair in my heart. Instead, I felt a little satisfied and relieved - it would be nice if I could just die like this - that's what I thought at that time.

But later, my father came and when he woke up from his coma, the first thing I saw was his face full of tears.

I knew I had hurt him, or I should have been honest with him when I first noticed the change in myself.

The reason I didn't tell him the truth was that I knew he was an exorcist.

Compared to death, I am more afraid of my father being in a dilemma.

However, I greatly overestimated myself at that time, and the monster's instincts far exceeded my expectations.

Not only has my body turned into a monster, but now my mind also has the thoughts of a monster.

When I tasted a human's heart for the first time, I accepted the law of the jungle among monsters, and started committing crimes more frequently.

But now everything has become a buried past. That terrible woman brought a nearly perfect solution to all my nightmares. My father and mother tacitly killed Zifeng, the painted skin monster, and then adopted another daughter from country friends. The adopted daughter was named Cuisi, who was also me transformed by the painted skin.

It felt good to be alive again, except for the loss of all my friends.