Cheat Awakening

"Hmm, the girl's condition is indeed very serious," The silver-haired lady muttered thoughtfully while rubbing her perfect chin. "This is quite troublesome. Although I may be able to heal her, the cost is going to be a bit too high. It is not easy to find a certain person with a particular skill, it is no different than looking for a needle in a haystack.

I don't know which lucky guy has that skill, but if we can find him, it will be easy to deal with this matter,"

Fenrir, completely lost, didn't understand what her mother was talking about. "What do you mean, Mother? Didn't all the skills on our planet come from you? Why do you need someone else's help to deal with this? Can't you just use one of your own?" She really didn't know what going on in her mind.

"Hahaha, sweetie, you're so cute! You have such a high opinion of your mother." The silver-haired lady chuckled softly at Fenrir's question. But she didn't answer Fenrir, falling silent instead. Noticing her unusual behaviour, Fenrir held back further questions and patiently watched her mother do whatever it was.

"Okay, that's all I can do for her for now. I'll try to find that person, but I don't have much hope. With her current condition, she can only hold on for another 24 hours. If I can't find him in that time, you might as well prepare to lend your friend a shoulder. Maybe then, your love story can take another step forward.

You know, according to my research, when a person is most emotionally vulnerable, they're more likely to be attracted to the one who supports them with almost in that situation, and there are cases when people directly fall in love and commit love-making under the influence of emotions, which is one of the perfect ways to make bond.

Hehehe, you'll surely be able to win his heart if you use some of the tricks I teach you later."

An evil smile spread across The silver-haired lady's lips as she spoke, sending shivers down Fenrir's spine. Her beastly instincts screamed at her that she was going to be in trouble soon.

"Now, let's see my future son-in-law," The silver-haired lady continued while licking her red juicy lips seductively. "Hmm, a highly emotional guy, crying like a child for his wife… well, this quality alone is enough for him to get a good guy certificate. Not very handsome, but acceptable in appearance. Urgently needed to do some exercise, by the way.

Otherwise, by the time he reaches thirty, I'm afraid he might have a belly the size of mine."

As she said that, the silver-haired lady gently touched her bulging belly, sending a wave of panic through Fenrir's heart. She simply couldn't imagine Myne with such a belly, bouncing around in front of her.

I think I know where to use that favour. It's time to force that idiot to exercise! If he turns into an ugly fatty, I'll skin him alive, Influenced by her mother, Fenrir made up her mind. Though unsure deep down, an unattractive Myne was definitely unacceptable, regardless of her feelings for him.

"Huh? What is that? Is that..."

"F*CK! How can this be?!"

Suddenly, Fenrir was jolted from her thoughts by a loud exclamation. The silver-haired lady, completely disregarding the life growing within her, shot up from the ground. Then, under Fenrir's shocked expression, with a resounding clap, she tears apart a space rift before them. Through it, Fenrir saw Myne, clinging to Velvet in a statue-like state, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

Then, with a snap of her fingers, Myne vanished from his original location and reappeared before Fenrir and the silver-haired lady, still in his frozen state, and stood with his back facing at them.

The moment Myne's feet touched the grass, he regained movement. Unaware that he was no longer holding Velvet or underwater, he continued sobbing uncontrollably. This, of course, only lasted for a brief three seconds before he realized his arms were empty.

Confused, he opened his blurry eyes and scanned his surroundings. Everything looked different – a vast grassland under a completely white sky as if it was covered with book paper, devoid of the familiar water within he should be.

"Did I fall asleep while crying?" Myne mumbled hesitantly while rubbing his watery eyes, and wiping water from his face with his hand, before picking up a handful of grass and feeling its texture. He rubbed his head in confusion, then pinched his cheek. The slight pain confirmed that he wasn't dreaming.

"What the hell! How did I end up in this strange place? And where's Fenrir? Wasn't she with me? Damn it, what a mess! People can't even enjoy a peaceful moment with their loved ones anymore.

Whoever did this, don't let me find you, because I'll definitely beat you to a pulp!"

Unbeknownst to him, the very person he was cursing stood right behind him. Myne quickly activated his telepathy skill and tried to contact Fenrir.

"Yes..."

"Fenrir, where the hell are you? Someone kidnapped me right under your nose, and you didn't even notice? When did you become so unreliable? Now, quickly help me escape from this creepy place!"

"...Hello! Fenrir? Can you hear me? Hello?"

Myne irritatedly tapped his head a few times after receiving no response from Fenrir, wondering if there was a problem with their telepathic connection.
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"Look behind you."

Fenrir's simple answer cleared Myne's doubts about the credibility of the telepathy skill. He quickly turned around and saw Fenrir standing a meter behind him with an incredibly beautiful silver-haired lady who had a visibly pregnant belly.

Myne's eyes were immediately drawn to the silver-haired woman like a moth to a flame. However, when he looked down and saw her bulging belly, the idiotic grin on his face vanished instantly. Disappointment seemed to be written all over his head, and he was no longer as interested in her as he had been upon seeing her face.

While Myne knew he was a big pervert, even he wasn't a fan of "half-eaten fruit," especially when the mark was still so obvious it could be seen from miles away, otherwise, he was willing to go through anything to enter this beauty's panties.

Myne's strange behaviour was clearly noticed by both Fenrir and The silver-haired lady, and both of them reacted differently. Fenrir's forehead bulged with black veins, clearly enraged that Myne, this bastard, not only dared to lust after her mother but also showed disappointment upon seeing her pregnant belly, clearly thinking something dirty.

While the silver-haired lady's eyes, which still shone with a dim golden light, continuously scanned Myne from head to toe, and her expression grew increasingly serious the more she looked.

"Your name is Myne, right? Can you tell me why you have 'The Mark' of another world on your soul?" Just as Fenrir was about to open her mouth and scold Myne, The silver-haired lady suddenly walked towards him and asked seriously while grabbing his left arm. At the same time, the 'WW' tattoo, which had been engraved on his waist when he entered that six-mooned wizarding world, reappeared there.

Shockingly, it had vanished automatically upon his return, only to come back now.

"Damn it, how did this come back? I thought it disappeared after I returned from that six-moon world... F*ck, it's not a dangerous curse, right?" Although Myne had no idea who this beautiful silver-haired...

sigh, pregnant lady was, he figured that since she was with Fenrir, she shouldn't be an enemy, after all, she had directly discovered the hidden danger right after meeting him, Myne couldn't help but ask with a worried face.

"This is not a curse, but a mark that identifies you as an invader from another world who shouldn't be there. When an invader enters a world forcefully through other means, the world's will leaves a mark on that person. It serves not only as a form of suppression by reducing his powers but also to notify everyone to identify and deal with the invader.

Once the locals discover the marked individual, they will unite to expel the invader with all their power so that they cannot leak their world's coordinates and bring other greedy powerful people to rob their world.

"This mark is a really big deal, but only people from high and medium-level worlds can understand its meaning and take it seriously. Low-level worlds don't care much about it since they hardly have the power to travel to other planets in their own solar system, let alone interdimensional jumping and world invasion..."

The silver-haired lady patiently explained everything to Myne and Fenrir, who had also never participated in a world invasion, before starting to observe the mark very seriously.

"So... This isn't anything serious as long as I don't go back to that six-mooned world, right?" Myne, relieved to know it wasn't anything dangerous, let out a sigh of relief.

"Well, you could say that. But can you tell me more about this six-mooned world you mention? What kind of world was it? And how did you get there? Where did you get the coordinates of that world?" The more the silver-haired lady spoke, the more Myne felt she was a bit too enthusiastic.

He first looked at Fenrir, who seemed as confused as he was but still nodded her head at him, telling him not to worry much. Deciding to answer her, he thought there was nothing personal and he didn't have much intention of going into another world anytime soon. He hadn't even seen the ocean of his own world; why mess with another world and risk his life for nothing?