MMORPG: Birth of the World's Luckiest Player-Chapter 232: Metamorphosis

The two sorceresses were not merely beautiful. They were identical, a breathtaking pair of twins.

Their figures were slender and supple, graceful as willow branches swaying in a gentle breeze. Every curve of their bodies carried a delicate elegance that gave them an almost ethereal charm, the kind of beauty that made it difficult for anyone to look away. Their faces were even more remarkable. Gently arched brows framed deep dark eyes, while exquisitely shaped noses and smooth jade-like cheeks completed their flawless features. Their soft rosy lips added the final touch, as though they had been painted by a master artist.

They looked less like ordinary women and more like celestial creations shaped by divine hands.

’What beautiful twins. What captivating women.’

That single thought echoed in the hearts of nearly everyone standing on the street.

What made the sight even more extraordinary was how perfectly alike they were. The two wore identical robes, carried the same equipment, and even shared the same elegant posture and bearing. If not for the difference in their expressions, it would have been nearly impossible to distinguish one from the other. One carried a cold, distant beauty that seemed as untouchable as winter frost, while the other possessed a lively and spirited charm that sparkled like dancing fire.

These twins were none other than the pair Marcus had encountered before, the ones he had previously clashed with.

Old Vine’s treasured granddaughters.

The water sorceress Icefall, and the fire sorceress Firebrand.

’What a lucky guy.’

As the twins walked toward Marcus, that thought spread rapidly among the onlookers.

Yet while the crowd watched with envy burning in their hearts, Marcus himself felt a dull headache forming as he saw Icefall and Firebrand approaching. Along with the headache came confusion and a trace of helpless frustration.

His first instinct had been to greet them with a friendly smile. After all, their earlier conflict had already been resolved in his mind.

But the moment the twins laid eyes on him, Icefall’s already frosty expression turned noticeably colder, and Firebrand’s lively face tightened into a small, irritated pout.

Even someone completely oblivious could tell they were anything but pleased to see him.

’Seriously?’ Marcus frowned slightly.

Yes, they had clashed before, but he had already returned the Mythic-tier Ironwood Staff through Old Vine without asking for a single coin in compensation. On top of that, he had even asked Old Vine to pass along an apology on his behalf.

So why were they still glaring at him like he had committed some unforgivable offense?

Could it be that Old Vine never returned the staff?

The thought crossed his mind briefly, but he dismissed it almost immediately. Giving the staff back had essentially been his way of conceding the matter and ending the conflict peacefully.

Marcus glanced toward their hands. Both twins were holding identical staves.

The Mythic-tier Ironwood Staff.

Since they had clearly accepted the weapon, Old Vine must have delivered the apology as well. Yet despite that, their hostility toward him remained completely unchanged.

Marcus could not make sense of it.

It was not as if he expected them to greet him warmly, but having another friend was always better than gaining another enemy. Seeing the way they were staring at him now left him feeling both confused and annoyed.

’These girls really are petty.’

He could not help forming that conclusion.

Were they truly still holding a grudge over that small conflict? Did they expect him to stand there, lower his head, and apologize to them personally?

’In your dreams.’

Marcus did not believe he had done anything wrong. In fact, he felt he had already been more than generous in tolerating their behavior and resolving the situation peacefully.

But now they were acting as if they were the wronged party and refusing to let the matter go.

Seeing their expressions instantly soured his mood.

’Forget it. I can’t be bothered.’

With that thought, Marcus simply decided to pretend he did not know them and turned to leave.

What he did not realize was that he had entrusted his message to the worst possible intermediary. The twins’ grandfather, the man Marcus believed to be honest and dependable, had been quietly stirring up misunderstandings between them.

Nor did Marcus know that Icefall and Firebrand felt deeply wronged themselves.

When the twins first spotted him outside the Old Vine Auction House, their eyes had immediately met. Recognition flashed between them, and their hearts had begun beating faster at the unexpected encounter. For a brief moment they had even felt a spark of excitement.

Yet the memory of Marcus’s cold arrogance during their previous meeting, combined with their own youthful pride and their grandfather’s exaggerated stories, made it impossible for them to show their true feelings.

Instead, what came out was irritation.

Behind their cold expressions, however, their hearts were filled with anticipation and a quiet happiness at seeing him again.

But when Marcus only glanced at them briefly before turning away as if they meant nothing to him, that fragile happiness shattered instantly.

Panic and disappointment surged through their hearts.

For a moment the twins simply froze in place, stunned by his indifference. If the woman standing between them had not been holding their hands, they might have remained standing there awkwardly in the middle of the street, completely unsure what to do.

’Stupid Knight.’

Both twins cursed him silently in their minds. Their hearts ached with a strange mix of sadness and frustration.

They wanted to rush forward, grab him, and demand an explanation.

They wanted to ask why he disliked them so much, why he treated them with such indifference, and why he seemed determined to make them feel so miserable.

But when they saw the calm, unreadable expression on his face as he walked away without even looking back, the words stuck in their throats.

"Stone."

Just as Marcus was about to leave, the woman standing between the twins called out again.

Her voice stopped him in his tracks.

"You are..."

The woman in the middle had been standing slightly behind the twins earlier. Although Marcus had felt that she looked somewhat familiar, his attention had been completely captured by Icefall and Firebrand and their openly hostile expressions.

Now that he turned back and looked at her properly, he studied her face more carefully.

For a moment he simply stared, then his eyes widened slightly.

"FreshwindElara?" he asked uncertainly.

"Mhm. Stone, it’s me."

FreshwindElara walked up to him with an easy smile. Without hesitation she reached out, took his hand, and gave him a playful wink, clearly pleased with the surprise she had managed to create.

The change in her was so dramatic that Marcus almost could not believe what he was seeing.

FreshwindElara had always been exceptionally beautiful. Even before, she could easily be considered top tier by any standard.

Yet if he were being completely honest, she had previously seemed just a small step behind women like Lily or the twins, Icefall and Firebrand. What had attracted Marcus back then was not simply her appearance, but the quiet purity in her aura and the playful, mischievous spark in her personality. That combination reminded him of Snow, and it had created a special and inexplicable fondness in his heart.

But the woman standing before him now felt like an entirely different person.

She still possessed the same gentle and pure aura, yet the playful mischief that once danced in her eyes had softened into a calm and comforting warmth. At the same time, her appearance seemed to have undergone an astonishing transformation.

Every feature of her face appeared more refined, more vivid, and more captivating.

Her softly curved brows framed bright eyes that were as clear and tranquil as autumn pools. Her face seemed to glow with a flawless radiance, smooth and luminous like a perfect pearl. Her slender figure moved with effortless grace, and the elegant proportions of her body created a silhouette that naturally drew the eye.

Marcus found himself staring for a moment longer than he intended.

’A metamorphosis.’

The word echoed quietly in his mind.

The FreshwindElara standing before him now possessed a beauty that could easily stand alongside the most stunning women he knew.

And although her aura carried a faint resemblance to Snow’s gentle presence, she was still entirely her own person.

As Marcus looked at her now, not a single other woman came to mind. Suddenly everything made sense.

’She must have lowered her appearance settings before.’

Now that the system update had removed the adjustment feature and restored everyone’s true appearance, her real beauty had finally been revealed.