Villain of Fate: The Tyrant System

Chapter 274: Shameless Imagination

Shameless Imagination

It’s not every day you get to see two stunning beauties tugging at each other’s clothes or wrestling in floor.

Julian D’Aurelius stood a few steps away with his arms folded, looking as though he were observing an important martial arts demonstration.

In reality, his attention had very little to do with martial arts.

Lina Ashford and Liza Voss were still tangled together in their playful struggle.

One was trying to get revenge for being tricked.

The other was laughing so hard she could barely defend herself.

The room that had been intended for cultivation had somehow turned into a battlefield of pride and embarrassment.

If it weren’t so inappropriate, Julian would have loved to capture the moment on his phone as a keepsake.

Then, a ridiculous idea drifted into Julian’s mind.

[Next time... maybe I should have them wear something cooler.]

[His imagination immediately took off.]

[Bunny outfits?]

[...No, cat outfits would be even better.]

[A friendly spar between the two of them would look amazing. Nothing serious—just a match to see who’s more agile.]

The room fell into complete silence.

Lina froze.

Liza froze.

Slowly—almost mechanically—both women turned to stare at Julian.

Their cheeks flushed a deep crimson.

Julian noticed the sudden shift and blinked in confusion.

"...Why are you both looking at me like that?"

Neither of them answered.

Not because they didn’t want to.

They simply couldn’t.

The mysterious restriction tied to hearing Julian’s inner thoughts locked the words in their throats whenever they tried to reveal the truth./

Julian scratched his cheek, completely unaware of what had just happened.

[Did I say something weird?]

[No... I don’t think I even spoke...]

His thoughts wandered again.

[Still... if they really did spar, I’d have to make sure it stayed friendly.]

[I don’t want either of them getting hurt.]

[Seriously... I’d be heartbroken if one of them got injured because of one of my dumb ideas.]

The tension in Lina’s and Liza’s expressions eased ever so slightly.

Yes, his imagination often wandered into strange places.

But beneath every embarrassing fantasy, there was always the same thing waiting underneath.

Genuine concern.

He never wanted either of them to suffer.

Julian continued thinking, blissfully unaware that every word echoed inside their minds.

[Actually... it isn’t even about the outfits.]

[What I really want to see is how they’d use Dragon’s Tempest Step against each other.]

[Imagine both of them flashing around the room at insane speed... trying to outmaneuver one another.]

A grin almost formed on his face.

[Not to hurt each other...]

[Just to see who could pull off the other’s clothes first using nothing but Dragon’s Tempest Step.]

[...That would be one ridiculously entertaining match.]

The softness vanished instantly.

Lina’s beautiful purple eyes widened.

Liza nearly choked.

Both women looked at him with equal parts embarrassment and disbelief.

Young Master Julian!

How could you even think of something like that?

Neither of them could say it aloud.

But their expressions spoke volumes.

Julian scratched his cheek.

"What happened?"

Lina immediately looked away.

Liza looked at the ceiling.

Neither wanted to make eye contact.

The silence only became stranger.

Finally Lina coughed lightly.

"Young Master Julian..."

"Hm?"

"Your imagination is very... active."

Julian looked confused.

"What does that mean?"

Lina immediately regretted opening her mouth.

How was she supposed to answer?

Liza quickly stepped in.

"It means you’re thinking about strange things."

Julian looked even more confused.

"I haven’t said anything."

The two girls almost simultaneously rolled their eyes.

If only you knew.

Both together think Young Master Julian, how could you come up with such a perverted idea?

Lina took a deep breath.

Then another.

After calming herself, she pointed at Liza.

"This isn’t my fault."

"It absolutely is your fault!"

Liza immediately protested.

"You lied to me!"

"You believed me."

"You told me Young Master Julian requested this outfit!"

Lina looked innocent.

"I never said specifically."

"You absolutely did!"

Julian watched the two women bicker with growing amusement. Neither of them looked ready to back down. If anything, they seemed only seconds away from launching into another round.

Sensing the situation was about to spiral again, he lifted both hands in surrender.

"Alright, alright," he said with a laugh. "That’s enough. Stop fooling around."

The two women turned toward him at the same time.

"You should both just practice in whatever lets you move comfortably. Cheongsams are actually pretty convenient for training."

His gaze shifted toward Lina.

"And Lina... you should consider changing your outfit next time."

Lina blinked. "Changing into what?"

Julian answered without missing a beat.

"A cheongsam."

Lina frowned immediately.

"A maid outfit might look nice," Julian continued casually, "but during intense training, it’s easy for it to reveal... more than intended. A cheongsam would be much more practical."

Silence.

Both women stared at him.

Julian felt a cold sweat forming on his forehead. One look at their expressions told him exactly where this was headed.

He hurriedly stepped between them with an awkward smile.

"Haha... I think what Young Master Julian means is that everyone should simply wear something more suitable for training. That’s all. Let’s not overthink it."

"..."

Lina remained frozen, her eyes fixed on Julian.

A maid outfit revealing too much during combat...

That part was true.

She couldn’t even argue against it.

But his solution...

A cheongsam?

Her eyelids twitched.

"Seriously... that’s the conclusion you came to?"

Her face became red.

With her naturally curvy figure, she couldn’t even begin imagining how noticeable she would be wearing something that fitted so closely.

Julian nodded seriously.

"Movement is important during training."

Lina looked unconvinced.

"Young Master Julian."

"Hm?"

"Are you sure your reasoning is completely pure?"

Julian immediately placed a hand on his chest.

"Of course."

The answer came far too quickly.

Liza snorted.

Lina looked even more suspicious.

Julian maintained a perfectly serious expression.

The two women exchanged glances.

Neither believed him.

Not even a little.

After adjusting her clothes, Lina and Liza both looked toward him.

Then Lina’s gaze drifted downward, landing on Liza’s modest chest.

A mischievous glint flickered across her eyes.

Liza caught that look immediately. Years of friendship had taught her one thing—whenever Lina smiled like that, someone was about to become the victim of one of her ridiculous ideas.

She took a wary step back.

"...What?"

Lina blinked innocently. "Nothing."

Liza folded her arms, unconvinced. "Don’t give me that. What are you thinking?"

"Nothing at all."

"Lina."

"Hm?"

"That smile is suspicious."

Lina pressed her lips together, trying not to grin wider.

Hehe...

A brilliant idea.

Next time, I’ll convince her to ask Young Master Julian to use the Miracle Medicine Record to ’treat’ her flat chest. I’ll tell her the treatment requires a special massage performed personally by him...

Knowing Young Master Julian... he’d put on that serious face and refuse at first, insisting it was improper.

But the moment I convinced him it was a genuine medical technique from the Miracle Medicine Record...

He’d probably let out a helpless sigh, act like he had no choice... while secretly feeling delighted the whole time.

And poor Liza...

The second she realized she’d have to endure the treatment with Young Master Julian personally giving her a "therapeutic massage on her boobs," she’d probably blush so hard she’d want to dig a hole and hide in it forever.

Hehe... just imagining the look on her face is priceless.

The image that formed in Lina’s mind was so ridiculous that she nearly burst into laughter.

She quickly covered her mouth, but the corners of her lips kept twitching.

Liza had absolutely no idea what was going through Lina’s head.

Still... somehow...

She felt personally insulted.

Her eyes narrowed into thin slits as she crossed her arms tighter over her chest.

"...Why are you smiling like that?"

Lina shook her head with an innocent expression.

"I told you. Nothing."

Liza stared at her for another long moment before huffing.

"I don’t believe you."

"You shouldn’t."

"...See! I knew you were plotting something!"

The two women immediately started arguing again.

Julian sighed.

Then smiled.

The room felt surprisingly lively.

Far livelier than it had been before Lina and Liza entered his life.

Eventually the playful argument settled down.

Once everyone finally calmed themselves, the training session began properly.

Julian stood in the center of the room.

The carefree expression vanished.

A rare seriousness appeared.

When it came to cultivation, he never cut corners.

The next several hours passed quickly.

Julian carefully explained each technique.

Every movement.

Every breathing method.

Every point where force needed to be applied.

Every common mistake.

Lina and Liza listened attentively.

More importantly, they could hear the countless details hidden within Julian’s thoughts.

Things he didn’t even realize he was revealing.

Insights gained through the Tyrant System.

Experience that normally required years of practice.

Every explanation became astonishingly clear.

Whenever they encountered confusion, the answer seemed to appear naturally.

The more they trained, the faster they improved.

Even Julian gradually noticed something unusual.

Their learning speed was ridiculous.

After demonstrating a movement once, they could practically replicate it perfectly.

After explaining a technique, they immediately understood the core principles.

It was enough to make ordinary martial artists question their entire lives.

After teaching the two women several ancient martial arts techniques, Julian spent a total of three hours.

To Julian’s surprise, their progress was astonishingly fast.

After explaining it once, they could already skillfully execute the techniques.

Listening to Julian’s inner thoughts was like directly absorbing his memory.

With their martial arts talent, such rapid progress was only natural.

During this training session, Lina successfully broke through to the mid-stage of the Mystical Realm.

As a result, both of their combat abilities improved.

However, there was still a significant gap to the Earth Realm.

To quickly bridge this gap, they would need the Nine Revolutions Pill.

Julian wasn’t in a rush, as it wouldn’t take long to gather the ingredients for the Nine Revolutions Pill.

"Let’s call it a day. I’ve told you all the key points..."