Haiban's advice for me to sleep was adjourned again. My time is more than gold to waste, consequently, I tasked Lanasia and Zaeramil without taking a break to publish a book that will brainwash the people. I entrusted the task to them and need more hands than this to do my work. Shouldering the whole fate of werewolves is the most formidable job I have ever had and I even deserve to retire in the end! After leaving the task to them, I requested an appointment with the mages in Venduque Academy to organize an occasion I implemented. Other than that occasion, Manjiro and Linly invited me to be one of the bridesmaids at their wedding to be held a few weeks ahead! But I can't tell when humans will ambush this city and I'm the only one who knows it! Inside the palace a few days after, I've created a giant glowing sphere levitating above me while underneath it are my messy books and blueprints on the table. "This is the initial globe of my creation. And the migration shall commence toda

(Dandeline's POV) 5 years passed and I stayed at 23. It's twilight at this hour in this world, 3 pm. I was sitting on the mattress on the floor of a quiet room to perform an enchantment; I closed my eyes, opened an enchast in front of my face, and opened my eyes again in a different body. I looked around the house—the home where I was supposed to be. What fascinated me was the paintings on the walls, stairs, and foot sketches on the floor that were unfamiliar compared to my last visit. I jumped down to the floor to visit my twins sleeping tightly on their bed. I stared at their peaceful faces, I reached for their hair to feel them, and my eyes went teary all the time I thought about my boundaries. Hessuel wasn't spotted on his bed. I walked back to the dining table to look around for him. The door opened and here he is with a teacup on hand. Locking my gaze at him, I'm consistently impressed with the figure of his body. He's 27 now. Adulthood hit him fantastically! His short bea

(Dandeline's POV) I watched the pathetic crews in the airport inspect the airship Zaeramil piloted. He landed in a strange city that holds the branch of Cardozen Vil. The spring made the place lively. Or I might describe that it's more full of zeal than Plandreas now. After a few interrogations from the authorities for piloting an unlicensed airship, we donated the airship—we've transformed into a shining gold—to them. To my surprise, I saw Eleus and his minion in the city. Looks like that started a new life. Luckily, they didn’t see me. We walked to the village. The boys and my dogs proceed first to Otakwen’s Bar whereas Lanasia comes with me on my way home. The increase in the population of the residents here made the village—which looks more like a town now—busier than the last time I have known it. My clingy

"Looks like your dogs can't tame you whenever this happens," he provokes. All of them are barking at us. Slowly, I bend on my knees and he follows. He pulls me to recline on him, still locking me in his arms, while he's leaning his back on the door. His breathing is tickling my nape as he carefully pulls my sleeve down. "What are you doing!?" "The same old sedative." My berserk reduces as he freezes my bite mark. "You should pay me for this job." All I could do was cover my face under my hair. "I want this to be over... This..." "I know right, it's killing you." He smears his thumb on my cheek and expands his hand in front of my face. "It's bleeding this time." I smeared my blood on his palm and upon doing so, I found my hand partially wrinkled. The curiosity automatically made my hand grope my face resulting in my sigh. When Afvshaganifs notices I'm not resisting, he loosens his arm. I'm still surprised as he lifts me in his arms and lays me down on the bed. Impatiently tapping

"Ughn..." "Leon?" My magic puppetry was cut and I hid beneath the swing bed! "Was that you?" "No..." "Who...?" This bed isn't helpful with hiding at all! Upon forming an enchast, I snapped with two hands to perform the magic and everything went safe for me under this bed. The dust on the floor here caused me to cough so I rolled out and shook off the dust. "That was close..." While doing so, my 7 dogs were surprised that I appeared under the bed in this room. After then, totally unsettled, I sat on the bed with the memories of what I discovered playing in my head. How could Hessuel do that behind me? Does it mean the rumor is true? I hurried to go downstairs. Stealing a mug from one of the customers' tables, I tapped it and became half filled with wine, then I gobbled. "Hey!" the customer complained, then I laid the mug on their table again and left nonchalantly. On the counter of the bar, I did the same. I drank several shots of different flavored wine, the same as the count o