Chapter 195: A Little Different

Stepping out of the shadows with a calm, relaxed step, the masked Adryan found himself back in his room. A large bag was hanging on his shoulder.

Thud*

Placing the bag on the floor, the redhead took out everything he needed to sacrifice it to the Monarch.

...

With the door of flames closing, Adryan reopened his eyes back in his body and stood up straight. He then made a military salute.

"Praise the Monarch!"

'I really have to think about a new prayer posture...' Adryan thought, feeling that the posture had no flavor or grace that a prayer posture should have.

He actually only used it because it was what the Fire Soldiers do every time they see him...

Destroying the wall of spirituality, Adryan removed his mask and modified windbreaker, placing them on the back of his chair, his black jacket resting on the table, leaving him only wearing a tight white shirt.

Grasping a strand of red hair and looking at it with a raised eyebrow, Adryan again sighed and tied his hair into a low bun, leaving two strands free that gave him a rebellious look.

Looking at himself in the only mirror in the room and giving himself internal praise, he sat in his chair.

Leaning his arm against the table and grasping one of the strands he let loose on purpose, Adryan played with it for a moment.

Looking in the mirror and seeing how long his hair had gotten, he stared at the red streak in his hand.

'When I had curly hair I couldn't try many hairstyles because it always ended up like a bush but now with this hair I can. And honestly?'

Tilting his head slightly and smiling at his reflection. Adryan nodded satisfied.

'I look fantastic!'

Having seen what the man had done and having an idea of ​​what was going through his head. Flora couldn't help but roll her eyes and comment sarcastically.

"Princess, I didn't know it was make-up time. Would you like me to give you some makeup or hairstyle tips? I believe pink would look fantastic on your lips!"

Adryan's smile grew a little more and he put a hand to his chest and acted like he felt flattered but he exaggerated every move.

"Do you really think so, Flora?! Honestly, I was thinking more of fuchsia but pink isn't bad either~"

This reaction took Flora out but Adryan wasn't finished yet.

"Turns out you have an eye for beauty but considering how old you are it makes sense. After all, you'd need a lot of makeup to hide all those wrinkles and that dry sack you call a face."

Having been hit where it hurt the most. Flora couldn't help but let out an annoyed growl.

Letting out a light sigh, Flora snorted.

"I have no wrinkles and I am not old! Also for your information, I am considered one of the most beautiful women the Jacob family has ever seen!" She exclaimed full of pride. The looks of envy she received from the other female members are still fresh in her memory.

"And what does it matter? Did you forget that you are only a worm now?" Adryan shot lightning-fast with a raised eyebrow.

Flora growl again and Adryan couldn't help but have the mental image of a very angry white cat.

"You bastard..." Flora said unable to counter the attack but she could only feel disappointed with herself.

Seeing that Flora stopped responding Adryan also stopped.

With the state she was in, it was impossible to even dream of getting her body back. Now she could only settle for not having to parasitize a rat and losing her mind.

'Well, at least I ended up with a really good view.' She thought looking at Adryan's tight white shirt, more specifically his chest. The shirt left nothing to the imagination and let her see almost everything.

Although that was her favorite detail, there were still other things she liked about Adryan. For example, his beautiful red hair that she wished she could play and touch with her fingers or those beautiful scarlet eyes that seem to be made of rubies or that personality of his that made her crazy and occasionally made her dreams unholy...

As Flora reviewed her list, Adryan continued to stare at the strand of red between his fingers.

'My hair is quite long already... Maybe it's time for a haircut.'

Thanks to the digestion of his potion, his hair growth had accelerated and now it reached his shoulders.

Honestly, it didn't bother him at all if his hair was long or short, it was the same to him. But an extra opinion wouldn't hurt.

"Hey, Flora? Do you think I need a haircut?"

The question took Flora by surprise and she came out of her mental dreamland and she looked at Adryan horrified.

"No!" Flora exclaimed in shock. As if what the man had said had been pure blasphemy.

"Woah, Ok! Damm! I didn't think you'd be so against it." Adryan said surprised at the woman's outburst.

"Don't ever think about cutting your hair again, Adryan!" Flora exclaimed extremely upset. The mere thought of Adryan's red hair being cut short made her sick.

She loved his long hair!

'At least I know that you like not only my chest but also my hair.' Adryan thought with a small smile on his face as he got up from his chair.

Approaching the mirror and standing in front of it, Adryan took off his shirt leaving his bare torso.

"Hey! What do you think you are doing Pervert?!" Flora exclaimed ashamed at what she was seeing but making no attempt to look away.

"Just checking." Adryan responded calmly.

Lowering his eyes to his waist, Adryan noticed how it shrunk again. His legs along with his thighs had also grown thicker.

His scarlet eyes moved up from his V, past his ripped abs to his prominent chest.

One of the things that stood out the most apart from their size was the claw scar that went across them.

Two necklaces hung from his neck, one was Tauk Millennium and the other was his mother's necklace.

His gaze went up to his face, it had become a little more delicate but it still retained its masculinity. It could be said that he had become more handsome and had gained a touch of beauty.

His scarlet eyes stared back at him. There wasn't much of a change in that, just that they had gotten brighter.

Looking down at his chest again, Adryan could only sigh in defeat.

'They got bigger...'

'When I fully digest the potion I fully believe someone would think there's milk in there because of the size...' Adryan thought with a small blush on his cheeks.

The plump pink nipples just make it worse...

Adryan was now seriously considering whether he should jump to a non-adjacent pathway or not.

'Monster sounds nice. I have contact with Will so the formula shouldn't be too hard to obtain...' Adryan considered it for 20 seconds before sighing and shaking his head.

'At least the potion is about to be digested and these changes should stop.'

He only needed one big act and Pyromaniac would be completely digested.

Trying to see the positive side of it, he didn't have to worry about these changes affecting negatively his mini-self. It was the complete opposite.

His crotch had grown tighter.

Flora could confirm it but she would never admit it and it wasn't like Adryan would ask her about it.

Shaking his head and still with his torso naked. Adryan fell onto his bed and closed his eyes.

To console himself and before going to sleep he would go to the City of Calamities to count the money he had obtained.

...

Wednesday Morning, Hillston Borough, House of Isengard Stanton.

The sun had already risen and its rays were hitting the dark detective's building making it warmer.

Inside it and wearing his classic white shirt with a black vest, Isengard brought the pipe to his lips and inhaled in an intoxicated manner before exhaling slowly and looking at the women before him.

Now they were in the living room, he didn't use his office for cases only for personal matters.

"The fee for 30 minutes of consultation is one pound. If I were you, I would definitely not waste a second."

The two ladies sitting on the sofa in front of him were Xio Derecha and Fors Wall. Xio's informant had managed to get information about Qilangos in record time thanks to a good payment and they had come to ask the detective to consolidate the habits and actions of their target.

Of course, they had removed the name of Qilangos and changed the description regarding supernatural events.

Xio placed the folder containing all the information they obtained and slipped it to the detective who calmly took it.

"Mr. Detective, we hope you can find habits in the target's actions using the material we gave you." Xio said with a deep voice and her back straight with an air of authority.

Isengard opened the folder and took out all the material in it.

Putting down his pipe, Isengard took his time reading each page seriously taking in every detail...

After dealing with the ladies and having his assistant escort them out, Isengard was left alone in his rocking chair with his pipe in hand.

Taking a deep breath and savoring the tobacco for a few seconds, the detective exhaled deeply, releasing the smoke.

Lowering his pipe, Isengard took out a bronze paperback book from his vest pocket. In the middle of the book was a vertical eye.

Looking at his unlit fireplace, Isengard had a deep thoughtful look as he rubbed the item.

"Qilangos has infiltrated Backlund?"

The ladies had done a poor job of concealing the target of their investigations and a 'Detective' like Isengard easily discovered the true target.

'Why would an Admiral come out of the sea where he is strongest to come here to Backlund and risk getting caught? What could attract the attention of such man? Is there something he wants to obtain?'

Frowning, the detective couldn't help but remember his student.

And remembering that he was now in East Borough 'hiding', Isengard heaved a heavy sigh.

"I hope you don't do anything crazy Adryan..."

But knowing his student. Something crazy was exactly what he would do.