CHAPTER 472: ANCARIN (2/2)

To which Ancarin gave me a quizzical look and asked, “Why would Regine hate master?”

“Because… she ran away the moment she recognised me…” To be honest, I still couldn’t believe that Regine would ever hate me, but the fact of the matter was that she did. So what caused this drastic change of heart?

“Hahahaha. Master, I think you are mistaken. Regine has probably gone off to take a shower.” She laughed heartily before suddenly becoming solemn. “Because of what happened last time, Regine has always been a little self-conscious…”

“Regine…” That’s right… she would never hate me… she was always just a little self-conscious…

Now that Ancarin had brought up this matter, I suddenly recalled what it was like in the past when the three of us travelled together. Every night, she would always take a bath before sleeping. And if she didn’t, she would never sleep near me.

That’s right…

“It was Regine who informed me of your return. That’s how I found out.” Ancarin smiled at me with crescent eyes. “I would have never expected master to become so beautiful in just three years… I am nothing when compared to the master’s beauty.”

Hearing her praise my beauty, I was actually rather pleased, except… I swear, I’ve had enough now… what’s all this talk about beauty? I’m clearly a dashingly handsome lad, not some lady. Let’s get that straight here.

“Master, Mo Ning has been settled in as well.” In the midst of our conversation, Zurnalin stepped in through the door. As she promised me before, Mo Ning had maintained her horse form all the while as we were in the Western Human Realms. She was one of the trump cards I had in the search for Nicole, and as long as she kept her disguise up, no one would be the wiser of her identity. After all, the disguise of a Nightmare Steed that could freely navigate the dream realm was not one to be taken lightly.

“Good, you guys can have a seat first, the food should be sent up soon.”

Knowing that I hadn’t seen Ancarin in years, Zurnalin and the two siblings kindly kept silent as Ancarin and I continued chatting about how Demoness Abode was built up.

At the very beginning, setting up Demoness Abode was Ferti’nier’s plan. Even though this village was built to worship me, I had never once received a single drop of Faith Power. That was because they were sucked dry by that dastardly Ferti’nier.

But that’s besides the point; before I had turned into a Fallen Angel, I did not even have the ability to absorb said power. Now, however, things were different. Unfortunately, it still didn’t change the fact that Ferti’nier was sucking this reservoir dry…

Hmph. There’s no helping all the Faith Power I lost to Fertinier, but now that I’m back, she’s getting them for free any longer.

“Little brother, you’re being too distant. It’s just a little Faith Power. Once your big sis has gathered enough Faith Power, she can reform her body and leave. At that point, your big sis might have even recovered her power as a Demigod. Whoever our little brother wants beaten up, his big sis would be more than happy to oblige.”

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The moment I contemplated reclaiming my Faith Power from the Demoness Abode, Ferti’nier unshockingly came out to object. Yet while I might have not liked the idea, I couldn’t deny the logic behind her words. Our current shared body situation was undoubtedly awkward for me. And even though I had control of the body, the fact of the matter was that I had a soul of the opposite gender inside me. Furthermore, if she were to ever recover her Demigod powers, I would be a lot safer during the Apocalypse.

“That’s right. Don’t forget that our little brother’s pee pee is still on vacation because his big sis is here.” Being one with my thoughts, Ferti’nier immediately latched onto my weak point. “Once your big sis has enough power to reform her body and leave, our little brother’s pee pee will naturally come home as well. After all, our little brother’s soul is a male’s, and one’s physical appearance is directly linked to one’s soul.”

Makes sense… I have nothing to say to that at all… but why does it still feel like something is off?

Bah… that’s not important now. What’s important is that the reason I’m still not a man is because she is subconsciously fighting over my body with me.

However, as time ticked by, I began to realise what was off about this whole scenario. As a Demigod and someone sent to protect me, there was really no need for her to fight over my body, was there? So all that nonsense about me being genderless was because she willed it?