Chapter 89: Elena Grabs the Future

In life, it all comes down to power and authority. As long as she grasped that hand, she could obtain power that others would struggle their entire lives to achieve! As long as she held that hand, she could protect her family. As long as she held that hand, she could gain everything she desired.

Just grab that hand!

Elena's mind echoed with this thought as she looked at her father's stooped figure, recalling the hopeful gaze he had when he first taught her to practice swordsmanship.

The past felt like a fleeting illusion. Finally, she slowly placed her right hand into Roa's left hand.

"I… I don't know," Elena said.

But her hand had already grasped that dark hand.

Elena had seized her future!

At that moment, Roa smiled, his laughter growing louder until it filled the entire street.

Roa placed his right hand on Elena's head.

"May the immortal bless you, and may you live long."

Although Roa could not be considered an immortal, his strength and potential were undoubtedly the strongest in this world.

Moreover, he had the demonic seed to directly enlighten her.

"Very well, you made a wise decision. Now, little girl, what is your name?" Roa's hood swayed with the wind.

Standing to the side, the old father suddenly became anxious. He stepped in front of the two, his expression serious as he said, "Um, sir…"

"Since she has joined us, I shouldn't let her worry too much. But weakling, there's something you might not like to hear, but it's the truth: if you lack strength, knowing too much can be detrimental to yourself."

The old man fell into deep thought upon hearing the young man's words, momentarily unsure how to refute them.

In the end, he could only sigh helplessly, his gaze complex as he watched the figures of his daughter and the young man grow further away.

He suddenly felt as if he had raised a cabbage for many years only to have it snatched away by a pig.

Roa picked up Elena and took a step outside, and in the next moment, they vanished from the spot.

Roa's Dark Basement

The surroundings were lit only by a few candles, their dim yellow light failing to illuminate the eerie darkness of the basement.

In the blink of an eye, they found themselves in this place, leaving Elena feeling bewildered. As she took in her surroundings, she instinctively wanted to push the figure in the black robe away and escape.

The environment around her gave off a very unsettling feeling.

Roa ignored the little girl's struggles and, after she calmed down a bit, set her down.

The dim candlelight did not reach his hooded face.

Roa calmly said to Elena, "Take off your clothes."

Elena's face turned pale as she looked at her body, her expression filled with terror.

Could it be that she had encountered a hentai?

Her expression was filled with fear as she stammered, "I… I'm still young. How about you wait a few years until I grow up before you… you know?"

Roa was taken aback, falling into silence.

Oh, I almost forgot, there are indeed some perverted loli fans in this world.

Roa replied with annoyance, "I'm just checking your bones."

Bone reading is a practice where one can determine a person's personality, preferences, abilities, specialties, outlook, and future achievements by touching and feeling their skull, hand bones, and body structure. It is relatively obscure, and not many people know about it. Bone reading is a type of physical divination; while a person's face can be altered through cosmetic surgery, their bone structure is much harder to change.

Bone reading, also known as "hand light reading," categorizes bones into various types, each corresponding to different fates. Some methods start with the skull, while others begin with the hand bones, but generally, the skull is examined first, followed by the hand bones.

Of course, Roa was not a true master of bone reading, but he could assess a person's future potential and magical energy by touching their skin.

Elena was unaware of all this and showed signs of panic.

Roa, feeling helpless, removed his black robe, revealing his sunny, handsome face, though this was still just his disguise.

His golden eyes looked at the little girl, and he smiled helplessly, "You desire power, yet you hesitate to make this small sacrifice? Besides, I'm just here to assess your talent."

Elena looked at the blonde young man, her expression that was on the verge of tears suddenly froze. Her eyes widened as she gazed at the cheerful and handsome young man, her small head filled with confusion.

Roa did not give her a chance to react and directly reached out to help her take off her outer garment.

Elena: "…"

The sunny, handsom young man didn't seem like a bad person, did he?

Moreover, at this point, she seemed to lack the strength to resist.

Having thought everything through, she realized there was no way to avoid this. Blushing, she began to remove her clothes.

The poor girl's figure was not particularly impressive; while she was not malnourished, she could certainly be described as thin.

Her hands were calloused from practicing swordsmanship, and her skin bore several scars.

Of course, the scars were not from abuse; they were likely from fights she had lost.

As Elena removed her last piece of clothing, her not-so-valuable garments scattered on the ground, and Roa began his bone reading task.

Roa placed his hand on Elena's head, then on her cheek, and continued down her neck.

This sensation made Elena's sense of shame explode.

Girls living in such places tend to mature quickly, especially someone like her, who would often boldly speak to a group of older men.

Elena's skin was surprisingly good, which caught Roa off guard, but no matter how good it was, it was still just a dry frame.

Elena secretly observed Roa's expression; his eyes were focused and serious, as if he truly regarded this as a task.

His demeanor and focus eased Elena's tension, allowing her to relax a little.

After roughly assessing the little girl, Roa fell into contemplation.

Her talent was as he had initially observed; her aptitude for swordsmanship was not as good as Eris's. It couldn't be said to be poor, but it certainly wasn't top-tier.

At best, she could barely reach the Sword King level, and even that would be heavily diluted; she would definitely not be able to compete with someone like Ghislaine in a direct confrontation.