King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 889 - 889 877 Brother Triplets Sisters

Chapter 889: Chapter 877: Brother! Triplets Sisters! Chapter 889: Chapter 877: Brother! Triplets Sisters! “Dad! Mom! I’m back!”

With a month’s vacation granting him some free time, Aeolus hurried back to Holy Flame City aboard the floating ship, filled with a strong sense of anticipation. As he reached his familiar street and pushed open the door of his home, the very scene he had longed for unfolded before his eyes.

“Brother!”

“Brother!”

“Brother!”

Three soft, sweet voices rang in his ears, melting half of his body in an instant, but also catching him off guard.

The scene before him was indeed beyond his expectations: seated on the sofa were three little lolis with near-identical appearances, save for different hair and eye colors. They were curiously examining him, the very ones who had just called out to their brother.

“This…” Aeolus was dumbstruck.

“These are all your sisters, there’s no doubt about it!” Muria looked at her eldest son and spoke in an even tone, “Triplets! Aeolus, you should be happy!”

“I…” Aeolus’s face showed the embarrassment of being caught off guard by the unexpected situation. He had prepared to meet his sister, he even bought gifts, but he had not anticipated having three sisters, which was rather awkward.

“Brother, did you bring us any gifts?” Though it was their first meeting, Tiffany, the second daughter born in the form of a Dragon Girl, gazed at her eldest brother without any shyness and asked with her big golden eyes sparkling.

“Of course I did!” Hearing his sister’s query, Aeolus walked into the living room, approached the sofa, and frantically took out all the gifts he had bought with the money he had saved from being frugal for half a month, his scholarship from exams, and the bounty of King’s pleasure he had received recently.

Although he was shocked to suddenly have three sisters, fortunately, he had made ample preparations before coming home. He had bought multiple gifts, so even if his number of sisters had increased from one to three, he was still able to cope.

Seeing the gifts their brother had brought, the three little lolis hopped off the sofa and eagerly bounced over to Aeolus. They started curiously inspecting the carefully chosen presents, which were piled up into a small mountain on the table, each searching for something they liked.

“Don’t you like any of them?” Aeolus was not the least bit surprised to see his three moon-aged sisters picking and choosing before him; he was rather anxious as he asked. He was unquestionably a sister-con.

At the same time, his nerve was quite thick, or rather, he thought this was normal. His mother had carried his sisters for a full three years before giving birth, and having some peculiarities was nothing surprising to him.

“Yes!” Said Gladys with neat white-gold shoulder-length hair, behaving quite elegantly. She did not choose too much among the gifts Aeolus had brought back, randomly selecting a delicate jade comb and stopped looking further. The beautiful patterns on this comb indicated it was a craftsmanship of the Elf Race.

“This comb is called Moon’s Trace! It is said to be personally crafted by a noble Silvermoon Elf.” Aeolus eagerly explained the origin of the comb when his sister chose the gift he had selected.

“It’s very pretty, I like it a lot, thank you, brother.” The older loli graciously bowed slightly to Aeolus, then holding the exquisite Elven comb, she bounced back to her mother’s side and snuggled into her embrace, her favorite place in the world.

“This sword is nice! I’ll take this one!” Soon enough, Tiffany pulled out a delicate short sword from the pile of gifts, with many colorful gems inlaid, appearing very luxurious.

“This is…” Just as Aeolus was about to introduce the short sword to his second sister.

“These gems are all fake. How much did you pay for it, brother?” Tiffany just touched the sword when her brow slightly furrowed.

“Thir… thirty gold coins!” Aeolus’s face immediately showed embarrassment upon hearing his sister bluntly calling the goods he bought fake.

“This kind of…” Just as Tiffany was about to say something.

“Once you’ve chosen the gift you like, sit down nicely!” Michaela spoke up to save her eldest son, knowing that his pockets were light. Muria kept a tight leash on his finances, leaving him little room for enjoyment, but of course, he wouldn’t suffer losses either.

“Oh!” Tiffany shrank her neck upon hearing her mother’s words, then threw herself into Muria’s embrace. She was closer to her father than her mother.

“I want this one!” Just then, Ketiya, with her black hair falling down and nearly the same hair and eye color as Aeolus, pulled a hammer from the pile of gifts. She weighed it in her hand, then a look of satisfaction spread across her face.

“This is…” Aeolus’ mouth fell open as he saw his younger sister pull out the hammer.

“Is there a problem?” Ketiya looked at her elder brother, her face showing confusion. She felt that the hammer in her hand was a perfect fit.

“No… nothing!” In the end, Aeolus closed his mouth. In fact, the hammer was something he had bought to train his arm strength. In his haste, he had accidentally presented it as a gift along with the ones intended for his sister. But the key point was, his sister had picked up the hammer so effortlessly.

“Come, Aeolus, because you’ve been away at school, you didn’t see your sister when she was just born, but now it’s not too late. Let me introduce her to you!”

After seeing all three of his daughters had taken the gifts prepared by Aeolus, Muria spoke up to introduce them to Aeolus…

After an extremely harmonious family dinner that evening, Aeolus sought out Muria, who was comfortably lying on the sofa reading a book.

By now, as his horizon was gradually broadening and his experiences were increasing, he felt increasingly the unfathomable depth of his father. He was still maintaining the top grades at school. Although there were a dozen or so students tied for first place with him, he had gotten used to it.

He still entered the Sword’s Mark every day, but now he was able to control his entry voluntarily because he was familiar with it. He could choose freely the time he entered each day. Of course, he did not have the right to refuse to enter, as the Mark would obligatorily demand him to engage in a sword fight every day.

After entering high school, Aeolus had already realized what level his sword skills were at among his peers. Just in terms of pure swordsmanship, he surpassed most of his peers, with only those who were tied with him for first place able to compete with him on an equal footing.

Aside from these classmates, he easily defeated other ordinary students with an overwhelming advantage. Even with such sword skill, when he entered the Mark and battled with the grey-clothed swordsman, he still couldn’t escape being completely overpowered and killed. However, now he could withstand three strikes from the grey-clothed man.

“Father, there’s something I want to discuss with you!”

“Hmm, go ahead!” Muria nodded calmly.

“During the physical examination when I enrolled, it was found that my body contains a very weak Golden Dragon Bloodline! It’s in a state that can be awakened. My mentor suggests that I awaken the Dragon Vein in my body through battle!”

“Hmm!” Muria didn’t lift his head, continuing to calmly flip through his book.

“So, under my mentor’s recommendation, I joined an adventure group formed by my seniors and will spend time outside of classes following them to carry out missions. According to my mentor’s instructions, I should experience as many battles as possible.”

“Hmm! So you’re saying you won’t have much time to come home in the future, right?” Muria finally lifted his head, but there was no worry on his face that Aeolus was expecting. He was unnaturally calm, so calm that Aeolus felt a little heartache and a bit wronged.

According to his seniors’ descriptions, when they told their parents they were going out to fight monsters outdoors to accumulate battle experience, their parents all showed worried expressions, some even wept, and others went to the extreme of running to the school, begging on their knees for the teachers not to let their children join the fight.

“Yes.” Aeolus nodded, looking somewhat downcast.

“Well, if you’re going to fight, then a good set of equipment is essential!” Muria put down his book, stood up, and gave his son a glance, “Come with me! I’ve got something for you!”

Watching his father head towards the basement, Aeolus suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with incredulous joy. In his mind, he recalled the image of his father wearing bloodstained battle armor from his childhood.

Although he was young at the time, Aeolus was certain based on his memory that the equipment his father wore was of no low rank. Now, it seemed his father was planning to pass on his own equipment to him. With this thought, Aeolus’s feelings of depression cleared away. After all, this meant his father was indeed concerned about him.

Such is a father’s love, like a mountain! Indeed, the care from a father is the most subtle of all. Feeling much better, Aeolus hurried to follow his father’s steps.