Zeun sighed and asked, " Are you really gonna do that?"
Witnessing her son's concern, she made a dramatic frown and questioned
"Wait, am I, like, ancient now? Is he afraid I'll embarrass him in front of the King?"
With all the seriousness of a clown, she scrutinized her own face, then glanced at her boobs and belly, somehow expecting them to spill the secrets of youth.
To her delight, everything seemed perfectly, hilariously, and wonderfully fine in her self-assessment.
"Sigh! You silly mommy, I'm not concerned about your looks. What if the big shots in the Kingdom or even the King himself recognizes you? Ever thought about that?"
— Helena, realizing her son's exasperation, felt a wave of embarrassment flushing her face a shade redder than a tomato as the realization of her own hilarious oversight hit her like a cosmic pie in the face.
"Also have you thought about sister? What will happen to her if you follow me? So please silly mommy,"
Zeun lovingly hold his mother's arms as if holding the most delicate piece of a treasure,"listen to your son."
Zeun didn't let her speak any further and sealed his lips with hers. His hands instinctively reaching his mom's ample bosoms, but stopping just before touching them....
"Mama! Mamaa where are you?? Mommy! Brotherrr!"
An adorable high pitch voice of a girl was heard.Each word is a symphony of innocence, echoing through the air with a mixture of warmth and playfulness that only a child's voice can carry.
"We are here Little Shrey"
Zeun answered her call apparantly rushing towards the door, excitement and joy evident in his big red eyes.
A little girl was seeing standing before a wooden door with an angry red face, visibly upset at her mom and brother leaving her alone. Zeun lifted the girl up in the air and placed a loving kiss on her cheeks.
Seeing her pout even more, he chuckled.
"Mom I think you should leave now, the earlier the better. Don't worry, we will meet soon."Zeun said.
Helena was actually asking herself 'How is he aware of all these things which I never told him?' A bitter smile appear on her face seeing her two children play, 'I wonder when they would meet again after separating.'
Few hours later, periphery of Everlost Forest.
Zeun embraced his mom and sister before they parted. "Mom,keep this with you" He passed a black box towards Helena.
"???"
"Okay, take care, and you have two rings, right? Be careful using them; no common people possess a storage ring. Keep it in mind." Helena warned her son before she whistled at the sky.
Not long after, a colossal shadow, stretching three meters in length with an impressive wingspan of five meters, loomed on the horizon. Zeun, gripped by a sudden terror, couldn't hold back his exclamation, "Mommm! A b-bird beast!"
Helena burst into laughter at her son's alarmed state, reminiscent of Shreya's reactions when she wasn't napping.
"No need to worry, Zeun. It's my trusty mount. Remember those days we spent catching heaps of fish? We did it for her when she was injured."
As Zeun grappled with the haziness of toddler memories, he sighed, "I faintly recall those fish-catching days; I must've been just a year and a half. Well, time to say goodbye."
But at the very last moment, his perverted nature kicked in as Zeun glanced at his mom's beautiful perky oversized boobs. He couldn't help but drool his body started to react,..Despite the temptation to gulp down Helena's tasty milk, he resisted the urge.
'Why the heck are these thoughts invading my mind right now, and what's up with my little brother, suddenly awakening for the first time? It's like my brain decided to throw a wild party in the middle of a serious moment— May be its because of mana vein formation...
Helena, noticed her son's gaze and for the first time saw lust in her son's eyes. He was drooling at her boobs. She didn't feel disgusted ,instead felt happy 'So I still have the charm for my son to drool over me huh?'
She moved near her son, kissing him deeply on the lips while placing one of her hands on his pants, holding his penis. A jolt ran down his body as goosebumps appeared in excitement and anticipation as his lower half harden for the first time.
She felt her son's hardness as her body, which was like a dormant volcano, reacted to a manhood's touch, oozed out some of her hot lava.
Just as the tension diffused, a colossal bird gracefully landed. Helena, caught off guard, turned back and, with a face resembling a ripe tomato, awkwardly hopped on its back, scolding herself internally for what she just did.
As the departing silhouette vanished into the distant horizon, Zeun stood there, still dazed, grappling with the surreal events that had just unfolded, as if he were trying to grasp the fragments of a dream slipping through his fingers.
—Sighing deeply, Zeun emerged from his daze, each step he took casting a lingering, elongated shadow— the profound loneliness engulfing him. His heart felt heavy, burdened by the weight of the emotional ties he had just severed.
The absence of his mother and sister left a void, and as he walked, the solitude echoed louder than his footsteps.
His emotions, a turbulent sea, churned with a blend of longing and the stark realization of the solitude ahead.
The once-familiar landscape seemed alien, reflecting the emotional disconnection that now stretched between him and his family.
The echo of their voices resonated in his mind, intensifying the profound sense of loneliness etched into his every step.
For the next few days, Zeun removed all the mana bricks from the basement wall and stored it in her storage ring. As for th8e meals..He had some decent skills atleast not to starve himself...
He was a foodie back on Earth and loved cooking. He made some rice and chapattis and bought milk , vegetables from village market and made a vegetable hochpoch.
'Umm... quite tasty!! How long has it been since I ate something like this?? Next time we meet, I should make something tasty for mom.' Zeun said to himself as he enjoyed the warm delicious meal he made himself.
Taking out the invitation letter his eyes widened in shock astonishment , 'Oh yeah...Thank You!'.
He wasn't excited about the letter content, but was surprised to see the 'ink' used in the invitation... 'Royal Ink'. Unable to contain his excited heart he quickly read the invitation.
[King's Seal]
King Russel de Voldemort
Royal Palace, Kingdom Voldemort
Date- xx/xx/ 4810
Dear Proprietor of Common Paper Shop,
Your innovation in discovering a superior paper variety has not gone unnoticed. In recognition of your significant contribution to the realm, King Russel de Voldemort extends a personal invitation to the Royal Capital on xx/xx/4810.
A Royal Guard will accompany you for a safe journey, ensuring your presence at this royal event, where your ingenuity will be acknowledged and rewarded.
Anticipating your honored presence,
[Your Majesty's Royal Secretary]
[Voldemort Seal]
"Sigh, the meeting is in 5 days . Normally it takes a months to travel via road; But it seems I need to waste a whooping 20 GCs for this ride to reach in time..." He sighed again before putting it inside it ring.
Next morning he left for Caspara City , glancing at the wooden house one last time before leaving.
Before him stood a adorned structure bearing the simple inscription "Common Paper Shop."
Ironically, the modest name chosen to avoid drawing attention had transformed the establishment into the most renowned paper emporium throughout the Kingdom.
The surroundings had evolved too; within my two-year tenure, the once solitary shop now found itself amidst a burgeoning community of new constructions.
Locals, seizing opportunity, had erected these new structures to cater to the nobles who, having left their retinues, sought lodging in the vicinity. The purpose: securing limited auction tickets, a coveted weekly event.
"I never anticipated my business would flourish to this extent," he mused, a sigh escaping him. "If only I had known..." Yet, no use dwelling on spilled milk. He stepped into the transformed building, now a resplendent mansion.
The once desolate mansion now bustled with activity, maids diligently attending to their chores, and guards maintaining a watchful presence. As I ventured to enter, I found myself halted at the gate.
"Hey kid, you can't just waltz in here like—"
Bam! Something smacked the guard on the head, and a panicked young lady's voice chimed in,
"Young master! I apologize for the confusion. He's new and didn't recognize you."
She bowed apologetically, making the bewildered guard awkwardly follow suit.
While bowing, the guard's sandal awkwardly slipped off, creating a comical scene. Struggling to keep a straight face, I suppressed my laughter. The apologetic guard fumbled with his apologies. Assuring them not to worry, I proceeded inside.
As the owner, I strolled inside the transformed mansion, leaving the sandal mishap behind. Turning to Clara, my mom's trusty manager, I jokingly remarked, "Well, running an Auction House is never a dull affair. What's the latest scoop, Clara?"
Clara's demeanor shifted to nervousness; in her eyes, this seemingly laid-back 10-year-old boy was anything but simple. She understood that his mom, who had recruited her, held the prestigious title of a Master Rank Mage.
The thought of appearing clumsy before this young master sent shivers down her spine.
Underneath her composed exterior, Clara grappled with the weight of maintaining professionalism in the presence of someone who, despite his age, held significant influence.
The air was thick with the unspoken understanding that simplicity could often be deceiving, especially when associated with a family boasting such magical prowess.
In the manager's room, Zeun settled into the manager's seat, methodically sifting through stacks of paperwork. Clara, standing across from him, presented a meticulous overview of the Auction House – detailing recent events, the notable nobility involved, and potential challenges posed by adversarial factions.
Her tone maintained a formal and utmost seriousness, emphasizing the significance of the information shared. She concluded with the sober note that, excluding herself and the two guards stationed outside, the current inhabitants were temporary, a consequence of unforeseen events.
Zeun, absorbing the gravity of the situation, furrowed his brow, contemplating the intricate web woven within the walls of the house.
------Only 2 days are left for my exam to begin what am I doing 😣😣😩😰😰🤳🤳🤦 RIP me..-------