Game World: I Can Share Talents

Chapter 129 - 127: Don’t Touch My Mom

Oreos lifted his head. The first thing he saw was a pair of brown, high-top boots. Above them was a short robe covered in intricate patterns, as if the stars themselves were embroidered upon it.

Delicate white hands peeked out from slightly oversized cuffs. Even the loose robe couldn’t hide her figure. And then there was that exquisite, cold face—an inorganic beauty that seemed otherworldly.

"Li... Liliana? What is this... This has to be some kind of joke, right?!"

Oreos called out his fiancée’s name, but she merely flicked her ponytail and casually glanced at him and the investigation report in his hands.

Her delicate eyebrows raised slightly as she said coolly,

"So you peeked... Whatever. I don’t need it anymore, anyway. This report is the genuine result of my practical research. It’s not a joke."

His fiancée’s words were a sledgehammer, completely shattering Oreos’s last shred of hope.

The young Lord’s eyes were bloodshot. He clenched his fists and let out a hoarse growl from his throat:

"Why... Why is this happening?! You’re my fiancée!"

"I’ve stated the reasons clearly in the report. The original copy contains detailed records of every experiment. You can take it back and read it slowly. I won’t explain further."

There was no trace of Oreos in Liliana’s beautiful eyes. She entered the room and began organizing her instruments as she spoke, paying him no mind.

"Also, our engagement is off."

"Huh?"

"Our engagement was a marriage alliance based on simple mutual benefit. I’ve now determined that you can no longer provide sufficient help to the Ring of Clear Skies, so I’ve decided to cancel our contract."

"It’s... It’s Duke Qinghui, isn’t it?! It’s because of him!"

Oreos had already learned to jump to the conclusion.

After packing all her important materials into a small satchel, Liliana turned her head and said frankly,

"That’s right. Duke Qinghui is more proactive and sincere regarding the Ring of Clear Skies. He made me an offer I couldn’t refuse, which makes you useless... This isn’t based on emotion, but a conclusion reached through rational thought."

"So, farewell. You can do whatever you want with these things."

With that, Liliana walked away without a backward glance.

Without hesitation, without even another word.

Although Liliana had always been this cold, and perhaps she truly felt nothing for him, Oreos still felt an agonizing pain that tore his heart to shreds. His eyes turned red as he slammed his fist on the ground and roared:

"AAAAAHHHH!!!"

His anguished roar continued for a long time before subsiding.

But after venting, he still had to face reality. After a moment of silence, Oreos picked up the thick investigation report and returned to his residence.

He shut everyone out and locked himself in his room.

Even if he were slow, Oreos knew that his friends and family had been completely bewitched by Duke Qinghui. They... none of them could be trusted. The mere sight of them made his heart ache as if a knife were twisting in it.

He understood Duke Qinghui’s intentions now. It was all to provoke him.

As long as Oreos was the first to break the rules, White Rock City would be in the wrong and subject to arbitration by the Imperial court. Westheid would get what he wanted and take back his people, and might even be able to carve out a hefty compensation from White Rock City.

’Hold back. I have to hold back. I absolutely cannot give him what he wants, or all the sacrifices will have been for nothing!’

The young Lord hypnotized himself with these thoughts. Adopting the attitude of "know your enemy and know yourself," he spent the entire night reading through the investigation report.

He read over and over every word his beloved fiancée had written, but Oreos no longer felt sadness or anger.

Instead, there was only a deep fear and powerlessness. ’Duke Qinghui... is he really such a terrifying man?’

’I’ve lost. Completely and utterly lost. I don’t even have the will to compete with him.’

The next morning, a dejected Oreos wandered through his residence, but his wish to empty his mind and rest for a while went unfulfilled.

A message from an attendant jolted him.

"My Lord, the Lady requests your presence. She says she has something extremely important to discuss with you."

"Mother is looking for me?"

Oreos froze, but he immediately thought of a possibility that sent a chill down his spine.

’No, no, no... It can’t be. It shouldn’t be. There’s no way it’s happening this fast!’

’But... but... damn it, is there anything that beast wouldn’t do?!’

Oreos didn’t dare hesitate and rushed to his mother’s residence.

Ever since his father passed away, Oreos’s mother had moved to a manor on the outskirts of the city to oversee the expansion of White Rock City. Oreos hadn’t been to visit her in some time.

When Oreos arrived at the manor as fast as he could, he heard his mother’s voice chatting with a man from the courtyard. The man’s rich, magnetic voice had become his nightmare—a sound he could never forget:

"...My Lady, you’ve aged so gracefully. When I first saw you, I thought you were a young maiden of eighteen."

"Haha... Duke Qinghui, you jest. I’m a mother to several children. I lost my youthful beauty long ago."

"Not at all. Your age is when a woman is most charming. Honestly, we’re both experienced people. How could a naive young girl ever compare to a beauty like you, who possesses true feminine Charm?"

"Duke Qinghui, you truly are..."

Listening to their flirtatious banter, so sweet it was almost cloying, Oreos’s heart burned with anxiety. When he saw Duke Qinghui take his mother’s hands, he couldn’t help but roar and lunge at Westheid:

"Don’t touch my mother!!"

Seeing the furious, handsome youth, Westheid calmly released her hands and said,

"My Lady, what a pity. It seems we must get down to business."

"Oreos?! You’re here so soon?"

The young Lord saw a flicker of astonishment on his mother’s face, followed by regret and disappointment, as if she hadn’t expected him to arrive so quickly at all.

’Wait, why does she look regretful?! If I hadn’t rushed over, would something unspeakable have happened?!’

Oreos suppressed his anger and said, "Yes. You said it was extremely important, so I dared not delay and came at once."

"Oh, I see... Is that so? Thank you for your trouble."

The Lady of the Golden Iris nodded awkwardly, using her slender, jade-like hands to brush away a strand of golden hair stuck to her cheek.

Westheid’s earlier praise for the widow from a branch family of the Golden Iris Clan was not entirely a formality.

Thanks to the rejuvenating effects of an Extraordinary Magic Potion, her stunningly beautiful and alluring face showed no trace of age. Her skin was so delicate it seemed it would break at a touch—exquisite and flawless.

Yet she possessed a multifaceted allure that a naive young girl could never have—nobility, elegance, and composure.

Whether it was the fairness of her skin, its firmness, or her mature grace, she was enough to make any young maiden pale in comparison.

On top of that, her figure was exceptionally curvaceous, like a ripe autumn fruit, possessing a heavy, substantial quality—a magnificent beauty unique to a mature woman.

Especially the curves accentuated by her simple, form-fitting white dress... they were nearly on par with Rozana’s.

Westheid’s assessment was blunt. ’Have to hold myself back from taking her...’

’Oh, wait, I don’t have to hold back? Never mind, then.’

After taking a few seconds to regain her elegant and noble composure, the Lady of the Golden Iris got straight to the point:

"It’s like this, Oreos... Surrender the position of City Lord to Duke Qinghui."