Chapter 132: Not for Children—Don

The terrifying insect monster wielding a massive arm blade may have a life quality that is too high.

Or perhaps this Space Rift is so narrow that its entry process appears unusually difficult.

As the powerful aura continuously strikes, the black rift, which stretches for a hundred meters, begins to gradually become unstable.

Many green insect silhouettes that were just about to crawl out from the nearby fissures didn't even have time to let out a scream before they were swept by the unstable black rift, turning into scattered corpses that became food for the terrifying insect monster.

Obviously, this is a Space Rift that connects to an unknown otherworld.

It is merely too narrow, so the top‑tier strongmen of the Dark World here haven't had time to react.

Yet as time passes, this narrow Space Rift actually shows a trend of expanding larger and larger! Clearly, for the terrifying insect monster trapped in the rift, getting out is only a matter of time.

Now, let's talk about the other side.

With a muffled boom! a black silhouette plummets from ten thousand meters high! Waves of air surge, blasting fiercely in all directions.

It bends the trunks of countless green sturdy grasses.

"Wow~" a variety of cute little sprites in the distance look up and exclaim.

In the center of the air wave, a handsome man dressed in splendid black attire, looking like a dashing gentleman, appears.

It goes without saying that it is undoubtedly Fulade.

Watching the sesame‑sized black dot above his head gradually disappear, Fulade then walks toward Moor Forest.

"Wow~ Fulade, you're so handsome, when I grow up can I be your girlfriend?" said a flower sprite about twenty centimeters tall.

A pair of transparent wings sparkle with a kaleidoscopic sheen under the sun's refraction.

A whiff of floral fragrance wafts in.

Looking at the innocent little sprite perched on his shoulder, blinking its jet‑black large eyes, it looks exceedingly pure and cute.

But the words it uttered left Fulade completely bewildered.

"Um~ Diane, this… let's wait until you grow up to talk about it, okay?" Fulade smiled awkwardly and brushed it off casually.

Growing up—speaking of which, a little sprite probably won't grow up, right!?

A strange thought flickered in his mind.

"Alright, then it's a deal!"

"Hook!"

Saying that, a tiny finger no larger than an ant stretched out in front of Fulade.

A face full of anticipation.

Gazing at that pale little finger, Fulade's eye corner twitched slightly.

Facing such an innocent cute sprite, Fulade could only perfunctorily extend a small fingernail, carefully touching the other.

He even feared hurting the other.

Around them, many little sprites giggled as they watched the scene, clearly finding it extremely amusing.

So they all flew forward, imitating and saying:

"Fulade, me too, me too!"

"……… "

"Ful~La~de, I~also~ want!" said in a goofy voice by a green little sprite with a long nose and a chubby belly.

Its big ears flapped, pushing aside Diane, it grabbed Fulade, and green little bubbles occasionally puffed from its nose.

In that instant, it completely broke Fulade's composure.

In the heart of the forest, by a small lake.

"Brother Fulade, you're here…"

With horns sprouting from her head and a tattered gray robe, yet still unable to conceal the girl's graceful, sensuous, fiery figure.

The girl is Malinfisen.

At this moment, she sits by the lake, her expression slightly forlorn.

When she speaks, her voice reveals a hint of sadness, a hint of hesitation, and deep disappointment.

"Little Malinfisen, you still trusted him too much."

A sigh. In the end, it still happened; the prelude to the Sleeping Curse is about to begin because Malinfisen lost her wings.

Facing Fulade's blazing gaze.

Malinfisen's heart skipped a beat, she turned her head, unwilling to look.

"He… he is ultimately my best friend."

At the moment Fulade appeared, for some unknown reason, a sudden feeling of relief like a weight lifted arose.

It seems that because of her human boyfriend Shidifen's betrayal, her subconscious finally let her release some tangled emotions.

Malinfisen's heart trembled, could it be that I really…

Her eyes wandered.

She covertly glanced at Fulade's handsome appearance, upright posture, and eyes as black as the night sky.

For a moment, her heartbeat suddenly became chaotic.

"Little Malinfisen, the real world is like this: they corrode people's souls, becoming slaves to desire.

Profit and scheming run through everyone's life; no one… can be an exception."

Fulade said seriously to Malinfisen.

Malinfisen has always lived isolated in Moor Forest.

This fairy‑tale‑like world has kept her perpetually pure and kind.

Even though Fulade once warned her, it is clear that the pure‑hearted Malinfisen did not take it to heart.

Knowing Malinfisen's temperament, Fulade had long had a premonition, yet he did not further intervene.

Because he knows that only a simple‑hearted Xiao Malinfisen who has experienced betrayal can quickly see the world clearly and achieve growth.

This is precisely the inevitable path of Malinfisen's growth, and Fulade has no intention of interfering.

"Does it still hurt?"

He extends his hand, gently touching the split seam on the back of the garment.

Malinfisen's delicate body trembles, and her voice, like a mosquito's, says, "It doesn't hurt~"

As the words fall, warm fingers gently slide along the seam onto her smooth back.

"Then let go of him; you, now, should also grow up," a wisp of warm breath reaches her ear.

Malinfisen's head flashes, quickly flushing with a reddish warmth.

She nods hesitantly.

She tilts her face slightly, her mist‑like eyes turning toward Fulade.

Unable to restrain herself, she lifts her chin slightly and draws nearer.

Their lips barely touch, then part.

Touch again, then separate.

She feels the soft, wet lips, a racing heart, and a small hand that has nowhere to settle.

The dizzy Malinfisen finds sweat seeping from her palms.

Fulade is a bit surprised by Malinfisen's inexperienced kissing technique, but considers it part of the cleansing.

He wraps his arm around her slender waist, draws them closer, and Fulade begins to guide actively.

"Wow~ Look, they're kissing," a surprised voice exclaims.

"Not suitable for children, don't watch!" another voice says.

The moment she hears the voice, Malinfisen's face flushes with shame, she hurriedly pushes Fulade away, looks up, and gazes toward the source of the voice.

In the grass not far from the two, a hedgehog‑like sprite and a little treant, covering their dark eyes with their fingers, peek covertly toward them.

"Ahem~" He immediately stands, his face reddened, clears his throat twice, and solemnly says to Fulade, "Just now… where were we? Ah~ Moor Forest joining the Dark Council, right? I agree."

While speaking, he grabs Fulade and flies off into the distance.

From start to finish, Fulade watches Malinfisen's solo awkward performance with a constantly amused expression.

(End of chapter)