CHAPTER 364: MEETING MEISIAN AGAIN (1/2)
“It hasn’t been long since we last met, and you’ve actually managed to change your race in the meantime? Truly, extraordinary!” The little black cat, Meisian, gave me a bemused look as she sat atop her Elemental Segregation Platform. “Quick, tell me exactly what happened to your body?”
Our current situation started when I brought Mo Na, Jeerah, and Sinmosa’s family to the new cat king, Meisian’s, castle. Even though I was already a well-known figure after helping Meisian secure her cat throne, the fact that I had a giant golem army with me still made the Purgatory Shadowcats wary. Just their massive size alone was enough to leave the cats feeling ill at ease. In order to show that I meant them no harm, I had the Abyssal Golems and Jeerah’s little gang stay outside of the city walls while I led Jeerah and the rest of my entourage to meet Meisian.
“We can talk about myself later.” I smiled then turned towards that half-dead looking Purgatory Shadowcat beside Meisian. This poor cat was at least a whole Shadowcat skinnier than the rest of his fellow Purgatory Shadowcats. His once lustrous fur of black and red was now significantly duller while his face looked no better either. He almost seemed like a decrepit old cat about to breathe its last as he laid atop that platform. Even when he laid eyes on me, he barely had the energy to open his eyelids or even pay us any heed. That us included Meisian as well.
“Mama, is that Anmi?” As she sat on my shoulders as always, Mo Na pointed in the direction of that enfeebled cat. Then, in an unsure voice, she asked once more, “That’s Anmi, right?”
“That’s Anmi…probably… I think so…”
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Honestly speaking, it hadn’t been long since we last met and he had undergone a really drastic change; even I didn’t dare say that he was the Anmi we knew. If it wasn’t for the fact that his soul seemed familiar, I really couldn’t say for certain that this three paws in the grave cat was that lively rogue, Anmi.
“Meisian, what happened to Anmi?”
Even though I already had some inkling as to why he was like this, I still felt it was more appropriate to ask it anyway.
“It’s nothing, just the aftereffects of being on the Elemental Segregation Platform.” Meisian waved her little paws at me, seemingly trying to explain to me the situation, yet also seemingly trying to placate Anmi. “In order to give birth to a pureblooded Shadowcat, Anmi has to spend some time living on the platform. After all, the dual elemental nature of the Purgatory Shadowcats will affect the purity of our bloodlines.”
“Oh, so that’s it. I remember now, Anmi did mention that in the past. And his current figure does suit…”
“Well, it’s not like this can be helped. Our body sizes are just too different.” With a look of resignation, I just heard her say something that was borderline lewd. Having realised this herself, she quickly added, “You heard nothing just now. I never said that our sizes do not match. Nothing at all. Just your imagination. Got it, you lot!?”
‘Yes, yes. Our royal highness, Princess Meisian, is the most innocent cat ever. The number one winner of the Innocent Cat Awards. Their sizes are also a perfect fit, the best fitting cats in the world.’
“Mama, what does it mean when your sizes do not match? In what way do their sizes differ?” Mo Na innocently scratched her head and asked.
“Woof woof~~!” Not only was Mo Na intrigued by this question, Cinderel seemed just as interested as well. She scampered up to me from her mother’s side and patted my calves with her tiny paws, throwing me an inquisitive puppy look at the same time.
“Children shouldn’t stick their noses into the affairs of adults.” I harshly snapped back. These two scamps were clearly too young for such a topic.
Still, it was clearly out of our expectations that she would say something so provocative. Seeing us so stunned, she nonchalantly changed the topic. “Dear, your old friends are here, aren’t you going to say hi?”
Hearing his name called, Anmi weakly lifted his head then stared deadly in our direction before slumping back down onto the platform, as if even that bit of movement expanded all his energy.
“What’s up with Anmi? He can’t speak anymore?” The look of deathly despair in his eyes truly was a shock for me. I couldn’t help but ask out of concern, “Is he alright? He wasn’t like this in the past.”
“Oh, don’t mind him. Ever since you guys left, he’s been like this.”
At that, Anmi clearly rolled his eyes at her. Thankfully, Meisian wasn’t all too bothered by this, instead choosing to magnanimously forgive him for his uncooperativeness.
If you asked me, the reason why he was like this was probably entirely due to that Elemental Segregation Platform. Even though Anmi did like Meisian, he hated that platform even more. Back when he was still a little kitten, he had a close encounter with that platform that left him forever scarred. The problem was that, in order for them to have closer contact, Anmi had to get on that Elemental Segregation Platform. Due to Purgatory’s unique environment, Meisian had no way of leaving that platform so Anmi’s sacrifice was the only option.