Demi-human Girls Completion Manual Chapter 494: Forbidden Feelings

"Thud!"

"Do you really only amount to this much, Alagina?"

Deep within the tavern room, the tall Helena fiercely punched Alagina’s face, the massive impact blossoming on her skin, like the sonorous toll of a bell awakening her senses that had been dulled by the prolonged frost of the Ice Prince, bestowing upon her a sharp pang of true pain.

Alagina’s gown, torn from the fight, revealed her fairly robust muscles. She gave a cold glance at Helena, whose helt had been dented inward, and spit out a mouthful of bloodstained saliva, then stood up once again.

"You... have not improved at all, just like when you were a decade older than yet still got your eyes swollen by my punches as a child..."

"Is that so?"

Helena scoffed disdainfully, then violently yanked off her helt to reveal a face that bore a slight resemblance to Alagina’s. Her face was sared with colors from Alagina’s recent attacks, but Alagina’s own visage, sared with plenty of blood, was not much better off...

As if words were superfluous, two pairs of eyes, identical in color but vastly different in intent, locked in a deadly stare, clashing like a storm against frost snow.

The tavern seed to be blanketed in snow again, as cold as the dueling ground in the courtyard of the Sardinia Female Feudal Kingdom, casting the figures of the two combatants into the shadows of bygone years.

The previous King of Hammond Feudal Country, though cruel and ruthless, spared no effort or thod in raising his children.

As his daughters, they must study poetry and literature, understand horse riding, archery, and dueling, adept in various weapons and firearms; as his sons, they must have impeccable manners, exquisite taste, and grace...

With scarce affectionate gaze, only the chanical selection of the fittest and advancent mattered to these children of the Feudal Kings, an upbringing reminiscent of Sparta that created Alagina, Helena, and all their sisters.

Even without the incident of Alagina killing her mother, they were destined to claw at each other over the allure of power. Unfortunately, most of them perished in the tumultuous upheaval that shook the Sardinia Female Country.

The children of King Hammond were not harmonious; even sisters like Helena and Alagina, who were not very close and without overt conflict, could be considered to have a "good" relationship.

In their childhood, given Helena’s much greater age than Alagina, they never studied theory together but encountered each other occasionally during combat training.

Helena did not, like other sisters of Alagina’s age, bully her with physical strength; she barely even spoke to her but from a distance watched her with contemptuous eyes. And Alagina, busy dealing with other sisters who took direct action against her, even knowing Helena looked down upon her, never erupted into conflict.

However, Alagina was no ordinary child; her exceptional talent led her to defeat each of the sisters who had once scorned her in the dueling ground—until this eldest sister, who had never lifted a hand at her, sought her out and gave her a severe lesson.

Indeed, in mory, Alagina had only engaged in one battle with Helena, shortly before she left Hammond Feudal Country to beco a Phoenix Knight by the Sovereign’s side.

In that snowy sky, Helena provoked Alagina for the first ti, just as today, they fought without other weapons on the snowy ground, in the deserted courtyard of the Feudal Country, engaging in a private, one-on-one lee.

"Thud!"

At this mont, within the tavern, Alagina was once again struck by Helena’s fist in her abdon, collapsing uncontrollably backward, breaking open a visible hole in the wooden floor.

Gasping for breath, she looked towards Helena, whose figure in the tavern light turned into the biting cold wind, transporting the nearly 35-year-old Helena back ten years.

Behind the courtyard, ten years ago, two young females from the Female Country stood barefoot in the thick snow amongst the bushes, their bodies entangled, fully employing the combat skills they had learned, converting them into power to strike each other’s weakest spots—faces, eyes, noses, abdons, and chests...

At that ti, Alagina’s advantage in physical strength was nothing before her elder sister, who was like a massive bear; punches Alagina threw at her robust muscles felt as futile as those struck against her hefty armor today. And yet, Alagina kept fighting, determined to bring her down.

And Helena felt the sa, seemingly harboring long-held resentnts, which is why she took the initiative to find Alagina and duel her.

"Princess Alagina! Princess Helena! Where are you?!"

From afar, a waiter’s calling voice carried over, hinting that other sisters had inford the palace steward of the two Feudal Princesses’ private fight. They followed the trail of wind and snow, drawing nearer and nearer.

But the two locked in the heated battle cared not for anyone else; it seed their eyes beheld nothing but each other’s faces and fists, intent only on taking the other down, calculating how much longer they could endure...

In a trance, beyond the storm that day, Alagina vaguely rembered her opponent saying sothing to her, but she simply could not recall precisely what it was...