Transmigration: Step Into The World of Books And Become The Strongest!-Chapter 67: Vanessaa’s Seduction and an Old Superstition

Arthur walked casually into the residential area where Vanessa lived.

As he gazed at the row of large houses—more like mansions—he let out a quiet sigh.

"No matter how many times I come here, this view never fails to surprise and amaze me," he whispered, chuckling softly.

Every mansion looked massive and extravagant. For an ordinary person, even a thousand years of saving wouldn’t be enough to afford one.

It was a clear testament to the power and wealth of the nobles and influential figures living in the Magic Empire of Valdom.

He continued walking through the estate and, before he realized it, arrived at the gate of a mansion—the largest and most luxurious among them.

Two guards stood at the gate with stern, serious expressions. However, when they saw him, both were visibly surprised and quickly bowed their heads with respect.

"Good afternoon, Young Master Avaron," they greeted politely.

Arthur responded with a small smile and a nod. "Good afternoon to you too. Is Young Lady Vanessa inside?"

One of the guards lifted his head and smiled. "Yes, Young Master Avaron. The young lady is inside. She left a message asking you to go straight to her room."

Arthur nodded in response and stepped into the mansion.

As he walked away, the two guards exchanged glances—helplessness and a hint of envy flickering in their eyes.

"Young Master Avaron is really lucky. He can get direct support from Young Lady Vanessa," the guard on the left said with a bitter expression. "If it were me, my grandmother and ancestors would be proud."

His friend burst out laughing as he patted his shoulder. "Keep dreaming, my friend."

***

Arthur walked down the mansion’s hallway, and every time he passed a servant or guard, they bowed their heads respectfully.

Their gestures made it seem as if he were the master of the mansion, which made him chuckle softly.

"Vanessa really is a unique woman," he muttered under his breath.

Both in presence and appearance, she was easily the most extraordinary woman Arthur had ever met.

But more than that, Vanessa was the kind of woman who loved and hated with her whole heart. If she loved you, it was a blessing your family could brag about for ten generations.

But if she hated you... well, goodbye—and get ready for a grand funeral.

Before he realized it, he was standing in front of Vanessa’s bedroom door. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

He stared at the door—one that had witnessed the loss of his virginity across three lifetimes—and couldn’t help but feel a swirl of emotions. In the end, he just chuckled.

"What a beautiful memory," he whispered.

After all, it had happened with a woman as stunning as Vanessa. He had no regrets—if anything, he felt thankful.

Even back in Japan, where he was from, there hadn’t been a single woman who could match her beauty. So really, he had nothing to complain about.

Taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door and called out, "Vanessa, it’s me, Aron. Are you in?"

There was no response at first. Only after a full minute did her cold yet seductive voice drift out from behind the door.

"I’m inside. Come in."

Hearing that, Arthur turned the doorknob and slowly pushed the door open.

*Clack!*

As soon as the door fully opened, a breathtaking sight greeted him, making him freeze in place.

"Vanessa, you..." His voice trailed off as his heart began to race.

What he saw was nothing short of stunning. Vanessa was lying on the bed in a seductive, slightly tilted pose.

Dressed in a sheer black nightgown, her curves were on full display.

Her full, ample breasts pressed against the thin fabric, and the soft, glowing white of her cleavage could ignite the desire of any man who laid eyes on her.

Her long red hair, which usually flowed freely, was now braided and coiled neatly over her left shoulder.

A captivating smile played on her lips—so enchanting it could take the breath away from anyone who saw it.

"Why are you just standing there, Arthur? Aren’t you coming in?" she said, raising a finger in a playful, beckoning gesture.

How could Arthur possibly refuse such an invitation?

Without hesitation, he stepped inside, closed the door softly behind him, and walked toward her.

Trying to calm his racing heart, he asked, "So, why did you call me? Is something the matter?"

Although he tried to keep his eyes in check, Vanessa’s alluring figure made it nearly impossible.

His gaze kept wandering back to her soft, tempting curves.

Of course, Vanessa noticed—but instead of being upset, her smile only grew more playful.

"I did call you for something important. There’s something I want to ask," she said honestly. "But... are you really going to ignore what’s right in front of you?"

Her suggestive words left Arthur momentarily stunned. He clenched his teeth slightly and sat down at the edge of the bed.

"It seems like you’re still not satisfied after what we did last night, huh?"

"Pfft! Of course not, my dear," Vanessa teased. "Do you know what a man should do when his woman wants more?"

Arthur let out a helpless sigh, massaging his temples.

"Well then, I’ll show you why they call me the strongest in the One-Eye Organization."

With that, he began removing his clothes, revealing a well-toned, muscular body.

Vanessa’s eyes sparkled at the sight. She licked her lips and whispered, "Even though I saw him last night, I never get tired of this view."

And with that, they embraced a new Chapter of passion—accompanied by the sweet symphony of moans that echoed for hours.

***

"Achoo!"

Sharon suddenly sneezed and rubbed her nose. Her brows furrowed slightly as she glanced around at the endless sea of white clouds.

"What’s wrong, Sharon? Are you alright?" Catrine’s voice came from behind, filled with concern.

Sharon gave a weak smile and shook her head gently. "I’m fine, Miss Catrine. I just sneezed... and it made me wonder if someone might be talking about me or saying something bad behind my back."

Hearing that, Catrine looked a little puzzled and asked hesitantly, "Someone talking about you? What does sneezing have to do with that?"

"Aron told me," Sharon replied with a soft giggle.

Catrine was silent for a moment, then smiled. "That’s just an old superstition. Don’t take things like that too seriously."

"Pfft! I know." Sharon didn’t seem offended—she simply smiled, calm and unbothered.

She understood it was silly to link sneezing with people gossiping.

After all, in a world where science and magic were deeply connected, she’d never come across such a concept during her time studying at the palace.

If it were true, she would’ve been sneezing non-stop by now.

But since Aron was the one who said it, she believed it anyway. He was the only one who had never lied to her—the only person she truly trusted.

"By the way, we’ll arrive in about a week," Catrine said, patting the soft feathers of the giant bird beneath them. "So try to get used to riding this creature in the meantime."

"Okay!" Sharon nodded with a sweet smile.