Chapter 593 Curious About The Key?
As Asher and Lysandra were straightening their attire, the rustle of scales against stone announced a certain serpent's unceremonious return.
She slithered into view with a wide, satisfied smile plastered across her serpentine face, her size still reduced to small proportions, "Well done, brat! With the amount of seed you pumped into her, I wouldn't be surprised if she gets pregnant with two or more children, ohuhuhu. What if all of them turn out to be blessed with the blood of the Primarch??"
Lysandra, her cheeks still tinged with a flush, focused intently on buttoning her dress, choosing to ignore Lori's intrusive commentary as if the walls themselves were more interesting.
Asher, who had caught Lori being a peeping tom earlier, shook his head with a mixture of amusement and annoyance.
He gave her a helpless look and retorted, "You don't know the meaning of privacy, do you? But now that we have done as you wanted, it's your turn to stick to your words."
Lori's hiss cut through the cavern as her vertical pupils narrowed, "Ssssss, even if the skies were to come crashing down, I wouldn't renege on my words," She proudly raised her serpentine head into the air as she added with gleaming eyes, "This is my calling...to fulfill my destiny and my father's wish after avenging his death."
She then lowered her gaze to look back at Asher, "But you better prepare a cozy, large cave for me to live. Otherwise, it will be very hard to take care of my precious soft scales. You have no idea how difficult it is to follow my scale routine, sssss..." she remarked, glancing admiringly at her own shimmering scales.
"You have to be kidding me..." Asher muttered under his breath before adding louder, "Unfortunately, the only space we have got is the seas near our kingdom. It's not like we have lands lying around to accommodate the last descendant of Hydra," he explained, hoping to preempt any later demands.
"What?! What kind of puny king are you if you can't even arrange a few hundred acres of land for my majestic self? I don't want my scales to get damaged under the scorching sun," Lori hissed back, her tone dripping with exasperation.
"For fucks sake, you are a peak Soul Devourer. Unless you run out of life crystals, the sun isn't hot enough to destroy your scales. But since you are so worried, I will take care of your scale routine for you. Happy?" Asher asked, his voice laced with exasperation as he pondered the absurdity of pampering a centuries-old serpent.Th.ê most uptodate novels are published on n(0)velbj)n(.)co/m
"Ohuhu, now that sounds like a reasonable offer...But! I still need a place to store my father's skeleton," Lori said with an adamant look, making Asher realize this was probably the real reason why she was asking for a huge place.
"We can store it under the sea in a place where no one will dare go near. Only you can go as you wish," Asher said in a reassuring way.
"Under the sea? Ssss..." Lori hissed with a contemplative look as if she wasn't so sure of the idea.
"You are the last descendant of Hydra. If I recall correctly, Hydra once ruled the seas along with the Kraken until its descendants split off, and most of them moved to the lands, including your ancestors. Isn't it better to live and explore your ancestor's true roots?" Asher asked with a narrowed gaze.
Lori let out a low hiss, "Sssss...fine. Maybe His Greatness would want me to do that."
"I should get back to my kingdom. It's already very late," Lysandra suddenly announced, her voice echoing slightly in the vastness of the cavern.
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