I Can Copy And Evolve Talents

Chapter 286 A Clueless Fellow

Raven sat on the chair and relaxed. Surprisingly, it was even more comfortable than her own bed.

It was as if the wood was made from entirely different materials.

Everything in Northern's room reeked of luxury.

She almost felt jealous.

Northern spent a few moments gathering his thoughts while Raven waited on the wooden, comfortable chair.

After a few minutes passed, Raven mumbled,

"So...?"

Northern leaned against the wall and folded his arms.

"Something is strange about this place. I don't quite know how to put it. The entire civilization of these monsters revolves around Ulzred."

Raven raised a brow.

"And what exactly is strange about that? He's their king."

"Exactly, Raven. It's not that I don't understand, but these things feel extreme sometimes. He's a king, not a superstar."

Raven cocked her head a little.

"What's a superstar?"

Shocked, Northern squinted his eyes in suspicion.

After a couple of silent seconds, he asked carefully,

"The Aides Four, you don't listen to their songs?"

Raven frowned subtly.

"What is a song?"

"Eh? No way..."

The concept of songs was not strange. Electronic devices existed in Tra-el but were created and managed in a completely different manner from the world he used to know.

This manner solely relied on rift resources, just like how a crystal was the power source of an entire flying ship.

These rift resources could power many things, including electricity and electronic devices.

Northern had first heard the human sound over a radio with his father singing along and dancing.

It happened almost every morning when Shin woke up.

At first, he hated the band because they sounded like they were singing a country song from the '80s back on Earth.

But somehow, it began to grow on him.

At ten, he began to sing along with his father but often just in his room.

He had come to know several other bands.

He had friends who wanted to gain talents so they could enter the stardom industry--the world of entertainment--and become superstars.

But such a life was never for him. Not that he envisioned himself in some desolate continent, fighting for his life. Neither was the life he wanted.

It was incredibly shocking that Raven didn't even know the meaning of a song, let alone superstar.

'Did she grow up in a cave?' Northern wondered.

Somehow, he couldn't help but feel like the girl's childhood would have been no fun at all.

Because even the lowest of the low, a country bumpkin like himself, knew about it.

For her not to know... it must be...

"Can you stop staring at me like that and just continue what you were saying?" Raven's voice was almost dripping with irritation.

She sounded neither attractive nor unattractive. Her voice was pretty normal.

Northern shook his head slightly and continued,

"What I'm trying to say is, even for a king, such an amount of love can be disturbing. These guys are literally poking their noses into every business of his. When I sit down to teach them, it's not actually because they want me to teach them. It's like they want to spend time with me because I spend time with the kid."

He shook his head dreadfully as he remembered.

"They ask me, what is the last word King Ulzred uttered, did he eat, does he smile a lot, on and on, and trust me there are even extremely weird questions..."

Raven narrowed her eyes at him.

Northern, in response, stared for a couple of seconds, then shook his head.

"Nah... I'm not going to tell you those."

Raven nodded assertively,

"Try me."

Her eyes burned with those stubborn red flames, informing Northern that she was probably not going to back down until he spoke.

Embarrassed, Northern turned away slightly as he said it to her in a low tone, "They asked the size of his PP..."

Raven cocked her head yet again.

"What's a PP?"

Northern's eyes widened as they glided back to hers.

Her eyes were drenched in sincere confusion. She really didn't know what a PP meant.

Awkwardly, he tried explaining,

"You know... like a third leg but for a man, in between the two legs and much smaller than the two legs."

She frowned in confusion.

"A man has a third leg? How can a man have a third leg? Is that supposed to be a tail?"

"Yes! Like a tail, but in front."

"A tail in front?"

Northern dropped his head.

'There is no hope for this girl. She really must have grown up in a cave!'

Raven folded her hands.

"I can see you are finding it difficult to explain. This PP thing, is it a good or a bad thing?"

Northern stared blankly for a couple of seconds.

If one was to put it like that... was it good or bad? Even he didn't have a justified answer.

He shrugged.

"I guess it's like a perverted thing?"

With an emotionless face, Raven pressed on,

"Is it good perverted or bad perverted?"

Northern was caught in a tight spot by that question.

He thought for a while then responded,

"I believe, Raven, that some things are not as simple as good or bad."

"Then we ignore it and move on… what matters is what good or bad effect this perverted thing has."

Northern was dazed for a while.

He didn't even know how to process her manner of thinking.

'If they were to have an orgy with a kid that's not even twelve… I guess that's like a bad thing.'

But he knew better than to voice that out, since he'd have to start explaining what an orgy means.

'I wonder if she even knows the meaning of sex.'

"So… was there any other observation that stood out and made you find this whole love for their king weird?"

Northern's gaze became a little somber.

In the shadow of the dimly lit room, his eyes glowed a bit, revealing his undisputed beauty. One that Raven had never seen before.

"He seems to be at his happiest when he's with me. And sometimes, his expression is always as if he is asking for help."

Raven's eyes squinted together as she asked,

"Asking for help from what?"