Chapter 419: Chapter : 419 : Nifa Chelsea!
The lavender-haired assistant stared at the payment in awe, her hands trembling slightly as she processed the transaction. "T-Thank you, Sir... This is... more than generous."
Aiden simply nodded, that ever-present smug smirk on his face.
She hesitated for a moment, then asked politely, "Do you have a carriage waiting outside, Sir? Or should we prepare one for you? There’s quite a lot of items here..."
Aiden shook his head. "It’s alright. I’ll take them myself."
The assistant blinked in surprise, looking at the towering pile of supplies. "H-How...? There’s so much. Even with levitation charms, it would be difficult to carry all of this alone..."
Aiden stepped closer to her, his tall 6’2" frame towering over her petite 5’3" body once again. He raised his index finger and gently pressed it against her soft lips, silencing her mid-sentence.
"Just watch," he said, voice low and commanding.
He turned toward the massive pile of supplies and extended one hand. A faint, ethereal glow enveloped all the items at once. In the next instant, they vanished completely — disappearing into his inventory with perfect efficiency.
The assistant’s hazel eyes widened in pure shock. Her mouth fell open slightly as she stared at the now-empty space where everything had been.
"Is... is that storage magic...?" she whispered, voice filled with disbelief. "High-level spatial storage... That’s incredibly advanced magic. Only master mages can use something so stable and large..."
She suddenly looked at him more carefully — really looked. Her gaze traced over his elegant crimson uniform with its gold embroidery and the prominent academy crest on his chest. Her eyes widened even further.
"You... You’re from Albinos School of Wizard and Witchcraft," she breathed, almost in reverence. "Are you... a noble?"
Aiden turned back to her with that same irresistible, smug smile.
"I am... but I’m just a commoner," he replied calmly.
The assistant looked completely stunned. A commoner with such powerful spatial magic, enough money to throw around Constla coins like they were nothing, and the presence of someone who commanded the room without even trying — it didn’t add up in her mind. She opened her mouth to ask more, but no words came out.
Before she could gather her thoughts, Aiden walked toward her again, closing the distance with deliberate, confident steps. His tall frame cast a shadow over her petite body. She instinctively took a shy step back, her heart pounding wildly in her chest, until her lower back gently hit the edge of the counter.
"W-What, Sir...?" she asked breathlessly, blushing furiously, her hands fidgeting nervously at her sides. "Why are you coming so close...?"
Aiden stopped right in front of her, so close that she could feel the heat radiating from his body. He looked down at her with dark, hungry eyes and that devastating smirk.
"I just wanted to reward you for all your help today," he said, voice low and smooth.
Her breath hitched. "R-Reward...?"
Before she could finish the word, Aiden moved.
One strong hand grabbed her slim waist, pulling her flush against him. The other slid behind her head, fingers tangling gently in her lavender hair. He leaned down and captured her lips in a rough, possessive kiss.
"Mmmph—!" Her eyes widened in complete shock for a split second. Her hands fluttered uselessly in the air before losing all strength and dropping to her sides. Then, slowly, she melted.
A soft, needy moan escaped into his mouth as she started kissing him back. His tongue invaded her mouth dominantly, claiming her completely. She tasted sweet, like honey and nervousness, and Aiden deepened the kiss, tilting her head back further to take even more.
*He’s... such a good kisser...* she thought hazily, her mind spinning. *It feels so good... so intense... I can’t think straight...*
Her huge, soft breasts pressed firmly against his upper abdomen and lower chest as he held her close. Her knees felt weak, and she leaned heavily into him for support, moaning softly into the heated kiss. Her hands finally rose, timidly clutching at his crimson uniform as if afraid he might disappear.
Aiden kissed her like he owned her — deep, hungry, and unyielding. His hand on her waist slid lower, gripping her hip possessively while his tongue continued exploring her mouth, drawing out more breathless moans from the overwhelmed shop assistant.
When he finally pulled back, a thin string of saliva connected their lips for a moment. The girl was panting heavily, eyes glassy, lips swollen and shiny, cheeks burning crimson.
She stared up at him in a complete daze, heart hammering so loudly she was sure he could hear it.
Aiden smirked down at her, thumb brushing across her lower lip once more.
"Good girl," he murmured.
Lunara was practically purring with delight in his head.
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[Master~ You really are unstoppable. One shopping trip and you’ve already made another girl weak in the knees. She looks like she’s ready to drop to her knees right here if you asked~]
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The assistant remained pressed against the counter, breathing hard, looking up at Aiden with pure, starstruck adoration and lingering desire.
Her hazel eyes were glassy and unfocused, cheeks flushed a deep crimson, lips parted as she tried to steady herself. The taste of him still lingered on her tongue, making her head spin.
Aiden’s signature smug smirk returned as he looked down at her dazed expression.
"What’s your name?" he asked, voice low and smooth.
It took her a moment to process the question. She blinked slowly, still lost in the afterglow of the kiss.
"N-Nifa..." she breathed out shakily, voice barely above a whisper. "Nifa Chelsea, Sir..."
Aiden’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction. He gave her one last gentle caress under her chin before stepping back slightly.
"Aiden Nightshade," he replied with that irresistible, arrogant smile.
The moment the name left his lips, Nifa’s eyes widened dramatically. Her mouth fell open in pure awe, her breath catching in her throat. She stared at him as if seeing a living legend for the first time.
"A-Aiden... Sir Aiden Nightshade..." she whispered, voice trembling with shock and reverence. "You’re... Are you really the Child of Prophecy?"
Aiden’s smirk deepened, clearly amused by her reaction. He tilted his head slightly.
"Oh? You know about me?"
Nifa nodded quickly, still looking completely starstruck. "E-Everyone knows you, Sir! You’re the one prophesied by the Great Oracle Priestess herself! The Child of Prophecy who will be a bridge... I never thought I’d meet you in person..."
She was practically vibrating with excitement and nervousness, her hands clutching the edge of the counter for support. Her cheeks burned even hotter as the realization fully sank in.
Aiden chuckled softly, clearly enjoying her awe. He gave her one last lingering look, his eyes roaming over her flushed face and trembling form.
"Nifa," he said, voice smooth and confident, "I’ll be coming back for more."
Nifa’s heart skipped several beats. She bowed deeply and shyly, her lavender hair falling forward as she spoke with great respect.
"Y-Yes, Sir Aiden! Please come back anytime. It would be my greatest honor to serve you again..."
Aiden turned and began walking toward the exit, his crimson robe flowing behind him. As he reached the door, he glanced back one last time with that same smug, captivating smile.
The door chimed softly as he stepped out into the bustling street.
Nifa remained frozen against the counter for a long moment, staring at the door he had just walked through. Her mind was spinning wildly, heart still racing from the kiss and the revelation of who he truly was.
*Oh my gods... Sir Aiden Nightshade... The actual Child of Prophecy...*
Her thoughts raced in a chaotic, fan-girl frenzy.
*He kissed me... He actually kissed me! His lips were so warm and dominant... I can still feel them. And the way he looked at me... like he could devour me right there. He’s even more handsome up close. That smirk... those blue eyes... that tall, powerful body... I think I’m in love. No — I’m definitely in love. My life is complete now.*
She pressed both hands to her burning cheeks, a dreamy, lovestruck smile spreading across her face.
*He said he’ll come back... He remembered my name! Nifa... He said my name so casually, like it mattered. And he bought so much — for his babies? He has children? Of course he does... A man like him must have many wives. But he still took the time to talk to me... to kiss me...*
She let out a soft, breathless squeal, hugging herself tightly as she replayed the kiss in her mind over and over.
*His hand on my waist... the way he pulled me against him... My breasts pressed against his chest... It felt so good. So right. I’ve never been kissed like that before. Never. I want more. I want him to come back every day. I’ll work extra hard, memorize every item in the store, just so I can help him again.*
Nifa leaned against the counter, still dazed and smiling like a lovesick girl.
*Sir Aiden Nightshade... The Child of Prophecy chose this shop... He kissed me... I think I’m the luckiest girl in the entire kingdom right now. I can’t wait for him to return. I’ll be ready next time. I’ll make sure everything is perfect for him.*
She touched her lips gently with her fingers, still feeling the ghost of his kiss.
*Please come back soon, Sir Aiden... I’m already yours.*
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END OF Chapter : 419 : NIFA CHELSEA!
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