Beast Taming: Reincarnated With The Ultimate Bond System!

Chapter 482: Chapter : 482 : Ehhh... What?

The carriage rattled gently along the wide cobblestone road leading away from the modest residential district. Late afternoon sunlight filtered through the small windows, casting warm golden patterns across the interior. Inside, Lira and Sira sat side by side on the wodden bench, their belongings neatly packed in trunks secured at the back of the carriage.

Lira wore the same elegant yet practical outfit from earlier: a fitted beige blouse that strained dramatically against her enormous, heavy breasts, the fabric stretched tight across her deep cleavage where the small beauty mark nestled invitingly. Her dark brown pleated skirt hugged her wide hips and thick thighs, and the matching beige overcoat draped over her shoulders. Her black hair remained in its elegant updo, with loose strands framing her mature, attractive face marked by the beauty spot on her chin.

Beside her, Sira looked adorable yet strikingly developed for her thirteen years. She had changed into a cute schoolgirl-style outfit before leaving: a white button-up shirt with a lacy collar and a large black bow tied neatly at the front, layered under a soft beige knitted cardigan. Her lower half was clad in a short brown plaid pleated skirt that flared out playfully around her hips, showing off her smooth thighs. Her long black hair was styled in two thick twin braids, each tied with cute black bows, swaying with every bump in the road. Her chest — already quite large for her age, noticeably fuller and perkier than most girls her age though still smaller than her mother’s massive pair — pressed against the front of her shirt and cardigan, creating a soft, eye-catching swell. She looked like the perfect mix of innocent schoolgirl and budding beauty.

Sira turned toward her mother, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. One of her braids fell over her shoulder as she shifted. "Ma..."

Lira looked at her daughter lovingly, a soft smile on her lips. "Yes, baby...?"

Sira tilted her head, her twin braids bouncing. "You mentioned you met him in the castle..."

"Yeah... What about that?" Lira asked gently, adjusting her overcoat.

Sira leaned in closer. "So, is he some kind of noble or someone special?"

Lira thought for a moment, lightly poking her thumb against her chin in a thoughtful pose. "Well... I don’t think he is a noble..."

"Then?" Sira asked excitedly, her eyes lighting up like stars. She bounced a little in her seat.

Lira smiled happily, her massive breasts rising and falling with a soft sigh. "He ah... I guess you have heard of him before..."

"Wait? Really? I do...? Who?" Sira asked, practically vibrating with excitement, her braids swinging wildly.

Lira kept her face straight, though a hint of nervousness touched her smile. "You know... The Child of Prophecy."

"Ehhh...?" Sira’s expression went completely blank for a second — eyes wide, mouth slightly open in a dumbfounded ’o’ shape. Her head tilted comically to the side as if her brain had momentarily shut down.

Then realization hit her like a thunderbolt.

"EHHHHHH????" Sira’s voice shot up several octaves, loud enough that the driver outside probably heard it. She jerked backward, her twin braids whipping around as she stared at her mother in pure shock. Her hands flew up to her cheeks, squishing them dramatically.

"Don’t shout in my ears..." Lira said nervously, wincing slightly but still smiling. She reached out and gently patted her daughter’s head, smoothing one of the braids.

"B-but... What?? This... What do you mean...?" Sira stuttered, words tumbling over each other. She waved her hands frantically in the air. "The Child of Prophecy?! Like... the actual one from the prophecy?! The bridge between humans and demons?! That one?!"

Lira nodded calmly, her voice steady and affectionate. "Yes, baby. That one."

Sira’s jaw dropped even further. She stared at her mother with wide, sparkling amber eyes, completely dumbfounded. "Ma... you’re joking, right? This has to be a prank! There’s no way... No way the legendary Child of Prophecy would just... just offer to marry you and move us into a mansion!"

Lira chuckled softly, reaching over to squeeze her daughter’s hand. "I’m not joking, Sira. He really is the one. Sir Aiden Nightshade. The Queen herself knows him... and respects him greatly."

Sira blinked rapidly, her face cycling through several comical expressions — shock, disbelief, awe, and a hint of panic. She slapped both hands on her cheeks again, pulling them outward in an exaggerated way that made her look like a cartoon character. "Ehhhhhh?! But... but he’s supposed to be this super powerful, world-changing figure! The one who’s going to unite everyone! And he... he likes you?! Ma, you’re amazing, but... but this is insane!"

Her braids bounced as she shook her head vigorously, trying to process it. "I thought the Child of Prophecy would be some ancient-looking sage or a scary warrior or something! Not... not a handsome young man who asked Ma out for marriage and offering Masions!"

Lira’s cheeks flushed pink at the mention of the marraige, but she kept her composure. "He is very handsome... and very kind to me. He made me feel things I hadn’t felt in years, baby."

Sira leaned in closer, whispering dramatically as if the carriage itself might be listening. "But Ma... the prophecies! Everyone at the academy talks about him! They say he has incredible magic, that demons and humans both fear and respect him... and you’re going to be his wife?! What about me? Will I actually be living in the same mansion as the actual Child of Prophecy?!"

Lira smiled lovingly and pulled her daughter into a side hug, pressing Sira’s face gently against the side of her massive, soft breasts. "Yes, baby. You’ll have your own room. You’ll meet his other wives and daughters. They’ll treat you like family. He promised."

Sira’s voice was muffled against her mother’s chest, but her eyes were still wide with comical disbelief. She pulled back after a moment, her cheeks bright red. "Other wives?! He has multiple wives?! Of course he does... he’s the Child of Prophecy! Ma, this is too much! My heart can’t take it!"

Lira laughed warmly, stroking Sira’s hair. "He does. And they are all wonderful, from what he told me. You’ll like them. Especially his daughters your age."

Sira sat up straight again, still processing. "Wait... so when you said he took a liking to you... it was the legendary Child Of Prophecy."

Sira stared at her mother for a long moment, then burst into a mix of giggles and shocked squeaks. "Ehehehe... Ma, you’re so bold! But... but he’s the bridge between humans and demons! Does that mean I’ll have demon wives and daughters or something?! This is crazy! I feel like I’m dreaming!"

She flopped sideways, resting her head on Lira’s lap, her twin braids spilling across her mother’s thighs. "Ma... are you sure this isn’t a trick? The Child of Prophecy... wanting us? It sounds too good to be true..."

Lira gently stroked her daughter’s hair, her voice soft and reassuring. "I had the same doubts at first, baby. But when he looked at me... when he promised you a better life... I believed him. He already sent me the address of the mansion in my mind somehow. That kind of magic... only someone like him could do it."

Sira looked up from her mother’s lap, eyes still wide and sparkling with a mix of fear and excitement. "Magic in your mind?! That’s so cool and scary! What if he can read thoughts?! What if he knows I secretly ate the last cookie last week?!"

Lira couldn’t help but laugh. "I’m sure he has bigger things to worry about than your cookies, baby."

The carriage continued its journey, the scenery outside shifting from modest houses to wider streets and eventually greener areas as they approached the more prestigious parts of the city. Sira kept peppering her mother with questions, her reactions growing more animated and comical with each answer.

"So... does he have horns or wings or something demon-y?" Sira asked, sitting up and making little horn gestures with her fingers on her head.

Lira shook her head, smiling. "No horns. He looks like a perfectly handsome human boy... but with incredible power."

"Ehhhh?! Then how is he the bridge?!" Sira threw her hands up dramatically, nearly hitting the carriage roof. "This is making my head spin! Ma, I think I need to lie down again!"

She dramatically sprawled across the bench as she pretended to faint from information overload. Lira gently pulled her back up, both of them laughing together.

As the carriage slowed, Sira eagerly peeked out the window. Her amber eyes widened dramatically, sparkling with pure excitement. "Ma... look! Look at that!!"

Lira leaned over, equally stunned. She had only received the mental address from Aiden — never imagining the sheer scale of it. The mansion was enormous, far grander than any noble estate she had seen. Wide stone steps led up to a giant wraparound porch with intricately carved railings and polished pillars. Big elegant windows gleamed under the late afternoon sun, and the perfectly manicured garden stretched all around, with smooth lawns soft enough to nap on. Flowers lined the walkways in vibrant colors, and two beautiful cherry trees framed the grand gate, their petals drifting lazily in the gentle breeze.

"It’s... beautiful," Lira whispered, her massive chest rising with awe.

Sira bounced in her seat, twin braids swinging wildly. "Ma, it’s huge! Like a palace! Look at those pillars and the garden! We’re really going to live here?! It’s so nice! So fancy! I can’t believe it!"

Lira nodded happily, a warm smile spreading across her face as she watched her daughter’s joy. "Yes, baby... it really is."

The driver called from outside, "We’ve arrived, ladies! Nightshade Mansion!"

Lira gently squeezed Sira’s hand. "Baby, let’s get out."

Sira nodded excitedly. They stepped down from the carriage, unloaded their belongings, and paid the driver. Now standing before the grand gate, both mother and daughter gazed up in awe at their new home.

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END OF Chapter : 482 : EHHH... WHAT?

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