My Milf System-Chapter 125. Dimensional Doors

(Third Person POV)

The next morning in Eldoria kingdom, Adrian lay flat on his bed, fists clenched, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

It had been three days since he left Asher’s realm. He was angry.

Not at Asher.

Not at anyone else.

He was angry at himself—for being angry.

There’s nothing to be angry about, he told himself over and over.

And yet, the ache in his chest wouldn’t go away.

Was it because he saw Tama kissing Asher while they bathed together, naked? He wasn’t sure.

And why did it matter so much, anyway? frёewebηovel.cѳm

Suddenly, his mother’s voice echoed from the sitting room.

With a sigh, he sat up, grabbed his eyeglasses from the nightstand, and trudged out of the room.

In the sitting room, he found his mother—a curvaceous woman, slightly taller than him, with pale skin and long purple hair that matched his. She wore her usual glasses, lounging on the couch wrapped in a white towel while two men, his fathers, massaged her—one at her shoulders, the other at her feet.

She was a B-rank hunter with her own reverse harem.

Adrian never figured out which of the two men was his biological father—they’d both been with her on the same day, and even his own mother didn’t know which sperm really fertilized her.

So Adrian treated them equally, with Animone, his mother, as the undisputed head of the household.

"Yes, Mom," he said as he entered.

She sighed. "You’ve been holed up in your room for days. Is something wrong?"

"Nah. I’m good," he replied casually.

"If there’s anything bothering you, son, you can always—"

"Quiet! I’m still talking to my son," Animone snapped at one of her husbands, who had tried to interject and talk to Adrian.

The man bowed his head, flinching. "Yes, Animone. I’ll let you do the talking."

Animone exhaled in mild annoyance. "If something’s wrong, dear, don’t hesitate to come to me. In the meantime—"

She turned to the man at her feet. "Go get my purse."

The man bolted off to the bedroom and returned shortly with her purse. Animone pulled out some gold coins and handed them to Adrian.

"Pick up some meat for dinner. And get Allan that comic book he’s been whining about."

Adrian took the money, gave a small nod, and walked off.

He stopped by his room to grab his shoes, then stepped out of the house, heading toward town.

His body felt heavy—tired from doing absolutely nothing. Honestly, he would’ve preferred to sleep all day.

But he didn’t want to piss off his mother. That woman wouldn’t hesitate to spank him, no matter his age.

As he dragged himself through the streets, a familiar voice called his name.

He turned to see Sharon running toward him.

"Hey..." she said, stopping in front of him, panting.

"Hi, Shazzy." He forced a smile. "How’s the weekend?"

Still catching her breath, Sharon placed her hands on her hips. "Terrible. Asher hasn’t come back home!"

Adrian swallowed hard. "Really?" he asked, trying to sound clueless.

"Yeah! Mom’s sick with worry! Do you happen to know where he might be?" she asked as they began walking side by side.

He shrugged. "Nah... haven’t seen him in a while either."

Sharon groaned. "That jerk! I wonder where he could be! His friend, or its a girlfriend, l don’t really know. Her name’s Anna. She’s really sick, and he’s out there—Goddess knows where—doing Goddess knows what! I don’t even know if he’s safe or not! Mom is freaking out!" She ran a hand through her sleek black hair, exhaling deeply.

Her brother’s absence was worrying her out.

Adrian clenched his fists.

He knew.

Asher had given him permission to use his Dimensional Gate to his realm. So that if he ever wanted to come to Eldoria in a matter of seconds, he could’ve used it.

But instead, here he was, sulking over something as petty as a kiss.

A kiss with Tama.

A black catgirl, for Goddess’ sake!

What did it matter? She wasn’t even his girlfriend, or even a friend. Just some annoying cat girl who always annoys the shit out of him every time they meet.

And yet... why did it bother him so much?

"Sheesh... he’ll come around. I’m sure he will," Adrian said quietly.

"I hope you’re right," Sharon muttered. "Anyway, I need to get home. Bye."

She waved at him and walked off.

Adrian watched her go, his jaw clenching tightly.

He had to do it.

He turned into a narrow alleyway, ignoring his mother’s errands. Without hesitation, he summoned a Dimensional Door. It flickered open before him, and he stepped through, sealing it shut behind him.

Meanwhile...

At the Divine Church, Priestess Seraphina stood over Anna, who lay resting on a soft bed.

Ever since Ivy and Lena brought the girl in, Seraphina had prayed for her daily, using every healing skill she possessed.

It helped—Anna had regained consciousness and even spoken to her mother for more than once.

But she remained weak.

And something about her... felt wrong.

Something dark lingered deep within her—something evil. She could sense it. Although it was faint. It was there.

As Eldoria’s High Priestess, Seraphina had taken it upon herself to observe the girl and uncover what cursed illness or dark magic afflicted her.

She whispered one last prayer and exited the quiet room.

Back in the Elven Fortress...

[Individual "Adrian" has entered the Dimensional Realm.]

Asher’s system chimed in with a notification just as he was busy having his daily morning sex session with the elves.

His brows shot up, eyes widening.

He immediately pulled out his dick, standing up and startling the girl he was fucking.

"I’m sorry, can we pick this up later?" he blurted, hurriedly pulling on his pants, ignoring his dick that was still hard.

The elf girls gasped, startled.

"Oh, come on!" the one he was fucking growled. "I was just about to cum!"

He kissed her quickly on the lips. "I promise I’ll make it up to you later! Tell the Matriarch I’m gone!"

Without another word, he summoned his own Dimensional Door, stepped inside, and vanished.

TBC