My Family in the Novel?

Chapter 229: Meeting with Aunt 2

"Did you get taller, Ian?" Aunt suddenly asked, her gaze shifting towards me.

Hmm...?

Now that she mentioned it, Aunt was indeed a tall woman, her bird-like appearance adding to her imposing stature.

It was a bit unusual for me to be able to meet her eye to eye, considering her height.

"I guess so?" I replied, realizing that I hadn't really taken the time to measure my height recently.

The thought hadn't crossed my mind amidst everything else happening around me.

After all, I was still only 18 years old, and boys my age typically continued to grow until around 21. It made sense that I might still be experiencing some growth spurts.

Aunt chuckled slightly at my curious reaction, reaching out to pat my head affectionately.

Her gesture was both comforting and reminiscent of the affectionate gestures my mother used to make when I was younger.

....

As we entered Aunt's office, the furniture was already arranged neatly.

A comfortable sofa and chairs were placed around a small table in the center of the room, while a group of demonic maids stood attentively on each side.

Judging by the trays they held, laden with snacks and beverages, it was clear they were prepared to serve us during our meeting.

Taking a seat on the couch, Aunt positioned herself opposite me, crossing her legs elegantly. Meanwhile, the ever-annoying Loki settled himself right beside me, his presence as grating as ever.

"All of you may leave now," Aunt instructed the servants with a nod.

They complied, albeit with some evident disappointment, before quietly exiting the room.

"They seemed quite loyal to you already, Aunt," I remarked, noting their obedient demeanor.

"Fufu, of course, why wouldn't they be?" Aunt replied proudly, chuckling softly.

Even in this moment, despite her gentle nature, she exuded a sense of charisma and authority that was impossible to ignore.

If one were to see her like this, they might mistake her for an empress.

Indeed, Aunt was more than just a mere mortal or even a goddess; she possessed a presence that commanded respect from both mortals and gods alike.

As the room emptied, only five of us remained: Aunt, Loki, Schwi, Elowyn, and myself. It was a surprising lineup, especially with Elowyn's unexpected presence.

I had anticipated figures like Elaniel or Gobel to be part of the meeting, considering their usual involvement in such matters.

However, seeing Elowyn here made me wonder what specific role Aunt had in mind for her.

Watching Elowyn carefully, I couldn't help but notice her attempts to avoid meeting my gaze.

It was understandable, given the trauma I had inadvertently inflicted upon her during our previous encounter. Reassuring her would take time and effort, something I was willing to invest.

On the other hand, Schwi seemed delighted to see me, her happiness evident in her expression. Ignoring the tension between Elowyn and me for the moment, I pondered over Elaniel's absence.

Considering the significant impact she had made during the Estelle Academy incident, I had expected her to be present to provide her perspective.

However, Aunt's decision not to include her suggested that she might have a separate plan in mind.

Even Iselia, Elowyn's sister, was conspicuously absent from the gathering.

It appeared that Elowyn was determined to keep her sister away from me, perhaps viewing me as a threat or harboring negative sentiments towards me.

'I guess I'm basically the devil for her now huh... which was quite sad considering we already saw each other bare naked...'

Cough...!

Aunt coughed getting my attention.

Oops...~ I guess I stared at her a bit too much...

"Let's talk about what you probably came her for, you need information right?"

I nodded in response, considering the limited times I can probably visit again, I needed all the crucial information happening in the world right now before making any big moves.

Furthermore, Loki disclosed that the king of Sialan, known as the Frost King, had not actually perished like what the news entailed but had succumbed to the influence of the demonic princess.

He was a mere sec toy for the demonic princess now.

Additionally, the emperor was focusing on fortifying his borders, and all the dukes, except for Duke Tellus, were gathered at the capital.

Moreover, Gobels' group was actively engaged in bombing the outskirts of the empire, as well as some allied countries, spreading terror while falsely claiming responsibility for the actions against Estelle Academy.

And Lastly, Loki revealed the most crucial piece of information: the queen of the White Palace, Mavis, was still alive and currently held captive by Elaniel, serving as a prisoner or perhaps more like a reward in the northern castles.

'So Elaniel really wasn't here, huh?' I muttered to myself, a pang of disappointment tugging at my heart.

The absence of her familiar, melodic voice calling me "father" was conspicuous, and the realization struck me with a mix of relief and melancholy.

'Usually, there would be someone moaning in my ears right now...' I mused, shaking my head to dispel the thoughts that threatened to consume me.

As I found myself dwelling on Elaniel more than I should, I couldn't help but acknowledge the strangeness of my sentiments.

It was disconcerting to admit that I might actually miss that monstrous presence.

'I'm becoming weird with all the influences near me, 'I conceded silently, recognizing the subtle shifts in my own demeanor brought about by the turbulent circumstances surrounding me.

"Did you get all the information you needed?" Aunt's voice broke through my contemplation, her gaze fixed on me with a mixture of concern and expectation.

"Well, yeah, more or less," I replied, pushing aside the swirling thoughts to focus on the matter at hand.

'Although some of it was already discussed back at the holy nation, there were a bunch of crucial news that I can probably use to my advantage'

Pausing my thoughts for a moment, I placed a hand on my chin, deep in thought, before turning to my aunt with a determined expression.

'If Queen Mavis really is alive....'

it's probably better to make a move now especially since the game is still quite early.

I can't afford to be stuck at the holy nation due to political tension and safety.

Wherever I go, danger awaits anyway. It's better to be done with it sooner rather than later

"Can you spread rumors that the queen is alive?" I inquired, turning to Aunt, but before she could respond, another voice chimed in with enthusiasm.

"Oh, oh! I can do that~!" Loki exclaimed, his hands raised in eager anticipation.

Initially, I felt a twinge of apprehension at the thought of involving Loki, knowing his penchant for mischief and manipulation.

However, a realization dawned upon me - his lies often had a strange way of manifesting into truth.

With a resigned nod, I acquiesced to his offer, sensing that refusing him would only result in more trouble.

While Aunt's subtle influence could sway minds more effectively, when it came to spreading rumors, one couldn't beat the god of lies and mischief, albeit with a hint of concern for the potential scale of the rumors he might unleash.

Sighing inwardly, I acknowledged the weariness settling in, despite the seemingly innocuous conversation.

Aunt kindly offered me a bed to rest, but I declined, mindful of my prior commitments.

"The others are waiting for me...." I explained, knowing Aunt would understand without further explanation.

After all, with all my lovers waiting for me, their safety and well-being took precedence, especially until they secured my mother's blessing.

With a knowing chuckle, Aunt nodded in understanding.

The safety of my loved ones was paramount, and until they were fully secure, even my protection couldn't guarantee their safety.

As I rose to my feet, preparing to conjure another teleportation portal, a sudden disturbance halted my actions.

Without warning, a beautiful woman materialized in my arms with a soft puff sound and a scattering of starry sparkles, leaving me stunned by the sudden turn of events.

Her ruby-red eyes shimmered with the afterglow of teleportation as she gazed up at me in astonishment.

Clad in a nightdress that accentuated her sensual curves, she exuded an undeniable allure, and the sight of her stirred my heart in ways I struggled to comprehend.

"Aria?" I questioned; my confusion palpable in the air as I struggled to make sense of the absurdity unfolding before me.

Why is she here?