Chapter 78: Eight‑Foot Girl (Full Read!!!)

In the empty Holy Court council hall, Pope Thomas sat at the head of the meeting.

The flickering lights around swayed continuously, casting an unsettled glow on his face.

The meditating Pope Thomas suddenly opened his eyes and looked toward the returning Bishop, astrologer Leisen.

"Bishop Leisen, do you have any other business?" Pope Thomas asked, his gaze deep as he looked at the elder dressed as an ascetic.

"Your Holiness, are you hiding something from everyone?" the elder asked suddenly.

Bishop Leisen shakily approached the Pope, his gaze heavy: "I feel the matter is not that simple; it is an astrologer's intuition."

After a brief stare, Pope Thomas said, "You see through me; look, this is the news just received from the North."

The Pope took a crumpled note from his coat, its wrinkled marks showing it had been read repeatedly.

Bishop Leisen took the note with puzzlement and exclaimed, "The Giant Atess, who slumbered in the Dark Forest, has actually awakened!!"

"Indeed, after nearly a thousand years, he has awakened again," Pope Thomas murmured.

Bishop Leisen fell silent for a moment, then sighed helplessly, "An ill‑timed season."

In the wavering firelight, Pope Thomas stared at the elder's departing back, brow furrowed in thought.

When Fulade emerged from the Dark Forest, he came upon a dilapidated village on its edge.

The surrounding wasteland and ruin looked as if abandoned for years.

The sky was dim, with rolling clouds and a faint gray mist spreading around the village.

A gust of cold wind rattled the door panels, filling the air with a grim and eerie atmosphere.

Suppressing his own weakness, Fulade surveyed briefly, ignoring the surroundings.

First, in a rundown house, he found a piece of clothing, slipped it on to avoid running naked.

Only then did he begin to scrutinize the ruined village.

The beds were relatively clean, leftover food not fully rotted, and a speck of dust on the floor—none of it looked like years of desolation.

But when Fulade noticed countless wandering spirits hidden in every corner, he seemed to vaguely understand what was happening.

Clearly, in just a few days, this place had become a haven for those spirits.

As Fulade passed several villages in succession, he found the same situation everywhere.

Until Fulade reached a slightly larger town, where some life began to appear.

And this was Fulade's third day out of the Dark Forest.

Strolling through the nameless town, watching hurried residents, Fulade sensed a hint of tension.

"Could this place also be affected?" Fulade thought silently.

At this moment, Fulade couldn't concern himself with it; he would leave the matter to the demon hunters or the Holy Court's charlatans.

Now he only wanted a hearty meal.

After days of continuous battle and the massive blood burned by his burst skill, Fulade was not only weak but also severely hungry.

After visiting several establishments and barely staving off his hunger, Fulade noticed an odd phenomenon at the next place.

As he approached the relatively luxurious manor castle, faint murmurs drifted into his mind, intermittent and elusive.

When Fulade turned his head in confusion, the sound vanished instantly.

Perplexed, Fulade was about to move closer when the faint whisper resurfaced in his mind. He realized that whenever he approached or focused his gaze on the manor, the intermittent, elusive murmur would appear in his thoughts.

With a spark of curiosity, Fulade slipped silently into the relatively luxurious castle estate.

This was the family castle of Count Timistreku.

The reason for coming here was hearing from the townfolk that Count Timistreku had a living daughter as beautiful as a flower.

But because of her beauty, the Count kept his daughter locked inside the castle, forbidding her to leave for fear of danger.

Fulade thought there must be exaggeration in that claim.

Yet it made Fulade realize this could be a decent treat.

However, after arriving at this centuries‑old manor, the sudden phenomenon sparked his strong interest.

He tossed the thought of a tasty treat aside.

The closer he got to the manor, the clearer and louder the intermittent whisper in his mind became.

Following the voice's guidance, Fulade transformed into a bat and reached a window on the third floor; the scene inside made him gape.

The room, though aged, was furnished with classical luxury, exuding a noble, time‑worn aura.

Yet the details revealed it was a girl's chamber.

Pink drapes, a plush bear pillow, the room was clean, tidy, and slightly cozy.

It reflected the girl's attention to detail.

But that was not where Fulade's gaze lingered.

When Fulade's eyes shifted to the fireplace, a graceful, voluptuous, tall and striking girl appeared.

"So big~!! It's really big, uh, why does it feel so ambiguous?"

Anyway, it gave Fulade the déjà vu of seeing an eight‑foot lady.

The girl wore a white silk chiffon gown embroidered with beautiful patterns, her black hair cascading like a waterfall, wavy, adding a mature allure.

Her pale skin was extremely white, clearly from rarely going out or seeing sunlight.

Her plump, collagen‑rich face bore exquisitely harmonious features.

Together these traits gave a unique charm of both fragility and seduction.

The point, however, was that even kneeling there, the girl exuded a sense of oppression.

It was oppression of both stature and figure.

This was Fulade's first time seeing such a tall girl.

At about 2.12 meters tall, she appeared especially full and rounded.

Especially with this kind of physique added, the already plump, peach‑shaped fullness looks even more spectacular.

At this moment, the girl is kneeling beside the fireplace, apparently praying to something, looking very devout.

When Fulade turned his gaze back, looking from this exceptionally gifted girl toward the direction of her prayer, he was stunned like a wooden chicken, frozen on the spot.

At that moment Fulade only had one thought: I'm fucking being offered!!

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