Aiden smirked. "Humans... look again."
The three froze. And for a heartbeat, they saw.
Not just faces — but what was behind those faces. Scales. Wings. Glows. Beastkins, Green, Red, Demons.
"She’s a dragon?" The elder twin whispered, eyes wide, pointing at Venya.
Venya just winked.
"Her too..." The younger gasped, pointing at Leona.
Leona giggled. "Yup!"
"These two are demons!" The ant girl blurted out, pointing toward Selvara and Nivara.
Luna grinned, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "And I’m a wolf. A fierce, loyal one — to my husband."
Leona puffed her chest proudly. "Mummy is Goblin Princess!"
Thristle waved. " and Vegi-chan are hobgoblins. I’m a princess too, and she’s my general! I am My King’s naughty wife."
Vegia gave a small, graceful wave, smiling slightly, "Not his wife."
Zerra raised a hand lazily. "Just their driver. Na’s Zerra. Call Ze. Way easier."
All eyes turned to Arisha next.
She sat up straight, folding her arms. "Sword General of Thristle’s kingdom," She said, proud and composed — then turned red halfway through. "And... uh, Sir’s wife."
Nyxion smirked. "I’m just a Nyxara. Na Nyxion. Heart Lord’s Wife."
Serica gave a small nod. "This kingdom’s general. And his future wife."
Varra added dryly, "Sa." Then she blushed, "F-future wife..."
Seraphina flicked her hair, sitting with mock grace. "And I am Princess Seraphina Albinos, first and only princess of the Albinos line."
The three new girls almost jumped from their seats. "WHAT?!"
The other patreons looked toward them.
Both of them smiled nervously, Embarrassed as they sat back.
The younger twin spoke up, half-panicked. "We... we’re surrounded by monsters."
"Not monsters," Venya said softly. "Family. That’s different."
The older one’s lip trembled. "Family...?"
Aiden looked up, eting her gaze. "You’ll get it soon."
Silence followed. Heavy, but not bad this ti.
Then Leona giggled again. "They’re funny."
Lysandra kissed the child’s head. "Every new one is."
Selvara smiled at the three slaves. "So... eat more. cry less. You’re safe now."
The older twin sniffled, wiping her nose with a napkin like a child. "You promise?"
Aiden grunted. "No promises. Just facts. You eat, work, follow orders — you live."
The younger twin smiled weakly. "That’s more than we ever had."
The ant girl put down her spoon, bowing her head. "Thank you... Benefactor."
"Let’s na you three, shall we?" Aiden said, leaning back with a grin.
The older twin looked down shyly. "Mmm..." she murmured, nodding.
The younger one bounced slightly. "Yes!" She said, eyes bright like She’d been waiting for this all her life.
The ant girl swallowed a mouthful of food, wiping her mouth. "Thank you," She said softly.
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[WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO NA THE OLDER TWIN?]
[NA: ______]
[WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO NA THE YOUNGER TWIN?]
[NA: ______]
[WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO NA THE ANT GIRL?]
[NA: ______]
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Aiden cracked his knuckles, grinning to himself. "Alright then. Let’s make it official."
He pointed toward the older sister first. "You. Xylendra Nightshade."
Her eyes went wide. Then she smiled — a small, trembling smile like soone just gave her air after drowning. "Xylendra Nightshade," she repeated quietly. "It’s... a pleasure. Thank you, sir."
He moved on, pointing at the younger one. "You. Valeforia Nightshade."
"Valeforia Nightshade!" She said fast, as if scared he’d change his mind. "Yes!" She clutched her robe tight and almost giggled.
Aiden nodded, amused.
His gaze shifted to the ant girl. "And you," he said, eyes locked on her, "Aethoniel Nightshade."
The ant girl blinked, slow at first. Then bead. "Aethoniel Nightshade," she echoed, proud and trembling at the sa ti. "Thank you very much!"
The table went quiet for a second. The whole group just watched the scene, smiling a bit in their own ways.
Venya clapped her hands shyly. "Nice nas, my Lord."
"Perfect fit," Luna said, licking her finger clean. "And they sound fancy. Like they belong already."
Thristle grinned wide. "Now we got three more Nightshades in the family. Damn, it’s getting crowded!"
Aiden shrugged, still half-smiling. "Can’t help it. Everyone keeps showing up half-dead till I fix them."
Vegia smirked. "Sounds like your weird hobby now."
He glanced at her. "You complaining?"
She coughed lightly, looking away. "Didn’t say that."
Aiden chuckled softly, then turned serious.
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[NA: XYLENDRA NIGHTSHADE]
[NA ACCEPTED]
[NA: VALEFORIA NIGHTSHADE]
[NA ACCEPTED]
[NA: AETHONIEL NIGHTSHADE]
[NA ACCEPTED]
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"And I am Aiden Nightshade. Rember it."
The three said nothing at first. Then all together — "Yes, sir!" — loud enough that even nearby tables turned for a glance.
Then sothing shifted. Xylendra’s hand trembled. Valeforia gasped. Aethoniel froze.
Suddenly, sothing hit them all at once. The twins froze, gripping the table like it was the only thing keeping them from falling. Xylendra groaned, Valeforia gasped. Their bodies ached, twisting with a weird mix of pain and heat. You could almost feel it moving through them — power reshaping everything.
"What’s wrong with them?" Selvara leaned in. "Their marks... look—"
Xylendra groaned softly, pressing a hand to her head. "It... feels weird..."
Valeforia blinked fast, face flushed. "It’s burning but... not bad."
"Easy," Aiden said, stretching a hand out like he’d done this before. "Don’t fight it. It’s your bodies syncing with your nas."
"My what—?" Aethoniel started, voice rougher than before. She stopped halfway when her antenna twitched. "Wait—what’s happening?"
"Wh-what the hell...?" Valeforia breathed out, chest heaving.
Xylendra’s horns crackled faintly, stretching longer. The two of them looked down, shocked, blushing hard as their robes started feeling too tight in all the wrong places.
Their boobs, already huge, swelled even more, pressing tight against the fabric of their robes.
Their hips widened, the weight shifting down as their asses pushed against the robes, straining the seams.Their height rose bit by bit until both stood taller, fuller, stronger.
Then Aethoniel. Her body started glowing, soft but steady. Her antenna turned crimson, pulsing faintly with mana. Her hair lengthened, sliding down her back. Her boobs and hips grew bigger, heavier, her curves rounding out.
The black of her ant skin lit up with golden streaks running through it like living veins. Her eyes turned golden, pupils narrowing into crimson slits. A thin crown of mana ford over her head, swirling and flickering gently. Her wings stretched wide, shimring faintly, and her height shot up.
Selvara’s eyes widened. "S-she just turned into a damn queen... a full Ant Queen."
Aethoniel blinked fast, panicking. "Eh? Wait—what?! M-? A queen?!" She grabbed her own face, tugged at her antenna, looked down at herself, voice breaking. "T-this can’t be real! I’m not—how—what?!"
Valeforia tilted her head. "We feel... heavy. But good heavy."
Thristle let out a long whistle. "Damn, these two just got hotter," She said, staring straight at Xylendra and Valeforia, her fingers twitching like she was fighting the urge to grab them.
Serica snickered. "She’s not wrong."
Nyxion grinned. "Total upgrade."
Seraphina leaned back, smirking. "Can’t argue with that view."
The twins froze instantly, cheeks flaming red. They huddled together, clutching each other tight, boobs squished together as they tried to hide from all the staring.
Before they could get any further, Nivara smacked Seraphina across the back of her head."Ow! What’s that for?!" Seraphina yelped.
"Stop drooling!" Nivara snapped.
At the sa mont, Vegia whacked Thristle’s head. "And you — keep your comnts to yourself."
Thristle rubbed her scalp, pouting. "I was just looking..."
"Look quieter," Vegia said, rolling her eyes.
Aiden suddenly reached forward, grabbing both Serica and Nyxion by the head, his grip strong enough to make them stiffen.
"You two were saying sothing?" His voice ca low, dead calm, too calm. His eyes narrowed, glowing faint red.
Nyxion swallowed hard. "Uh..."
Serica froze. "We were just... appreciating, sir."
Aiden’s hold tightened a little. "Appreciate less."
"Sorry!" Both said at once.
Leona jumped at the sound. "Daddy... scary!" She whispered, hiding her face in Lysandra’s arms.
Lysandra chuckled softly, patting her head.
"He’s not scary, just strict, love."
The tension broke right there. Everyone burst out laughing — so awkwardly, so full belly laughs.
Venya wiped a tear from her eye. "My Lord is terrifying."
Aiden shrugged. "They had it coming."
Serica groaned, rubbing her scalp. "Noted... no flirting during naming ceremonies."
Nyxion pouted, mock-offended. "Hey, that’s when everyone’s beautiful."
Varra kicked her gently under the table.
"Keep that up and he’ll na you ’Pancake’."
Zerra snorted beer through her nose. "Pancake Nightshade! Hah! Has a ring to it."
Leona giggled. "Pancake-Mummy!"
Aiden leaned back in his chair, shaking his head—the smallest smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Idiots."
Luna tilted her head. "You love them though."
"Unfortunately," Aiden muttered.
Venya giggled, leaning closer. "Fortunately for them."
On the next table beside Aiden’s, the two people in black cloaks were still sitting, quiet and still.
One of them turned on his seat toward Aiden’s group. His voice broke through the chatter. "Sir!"
Aiden looked up lazily. "Yeah?"
"Are you the Child of Prophecy everyone’s been talking about?" The man said, voice friendly and curious.
Xylendra, Valeforia, and Aethoniel froze—then lit up with excitent, their heads snapping toward Aiden instantly.
"W-wait, what?" Three of them stamred.
Aiden blinked. "Y-yeah, and how do you—"
Before he could finish, Selvara’s smile faded. Venya’s eyes narrowed, sharp as blades. Both of them looked at the man.
"This voice..." They muttered together, uneasy.
The cloaked man chuckled softly. "It’s because..." He said, pulling his hood down, voice turning deeper and smoother, "I am the leader of the Pale Hands. Nice to et you, Aiden Nightshade."
The whole room went silent. Everyone froze, except Aiden, who just stared with a small frown.
"A human?" He muttered, surprised.
"My Lor—" Venya started, but she didn’t even finish the word.
Because the other cloaked figure at the sa table suddenly moved. One second she was sitting.
The next, she was gone — air cracking as she launched herself forward.
Her cloak flew off midair, revealing a shimring trail of mana bursting from her weapon.
Before anyone could react, she was in front of Aiden.
"Give back my Onee-chan!!!" She scread, swinging her mana weapon with insane speed.
The impact was deafening.
Aiden didn’t even dodge — the clash knocked both of them backward, smashing through tables, wood splintering everywhere.
They tore straight through the bar wall and crashed outside in a burst of dust and broken stone.
The Nightshade family jumped up instantly—chairs falling, mugs rolling, dishes breaking on the floor.
Xylendra and Valeforia grabbed each other in panic. Aethoniel stood halfway up, eyes wide, wings twitching.
"La-Chan!" Seraphina cried.
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END OF Chapter : 131 : EVOLUTION!
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