Isekai Rohan 474

Having spent the night and early-morning hours engaging in debauchery, Asai decided to forego sleep as the early morning-rays of light were already lighting up the landscape, relying upon stamina potions instead of slumber.

Sora, having found the night-staff missing from her post, had entered to find the dhan trembling and unable to walk. Thus, swiftly dismissed the girl by having the day-shift servants carry her away. Taking the servant out, whilst also bringing trays of soft warm white rice, milky-rolled tamago pieces cooked with sweet-mirin, vegetables that were delicately cut and presented as mountains and a pot of hot miso soup that filled the place with its gentle-aroma. Sothing that was entirely perfect for Asai and Robin, as the two were now feeling the aftereffects of consuming too much alcohol.

Whilst he wasn't particularly religious nor pious in character, Asai still held himself back from partaking of the hearty-al, not until Sora had finished with her quick pre-al thanks to their sovereign deity. Robin Sol, on the other hand opted to keep her eyes closed, waiting until her hubby tasted the food first, and enjoying first-bite.

Trying not to find it interestingly-hilarious that he, the one human who regularly communicated and interacted with the actual gods and deities wasn't pious, but the people who could only hear of their supposed interventions and blessings were pious and believing. Asai struggled to keep himself from chuckling.

When Sora's black opal-eyes opened up and t her king's solemn gaze. She gestured to the man, ensuring their table-manners were kept, as the man of the house and kingdom was to be first in eating.

Asai gracefully placed the side-dishes upon his own bowl, gleaming as he thought of the proteins, carbohydrates and nutrition that he would receive from such a al. As he dined upon the al, Robin Sol would every so often place another softly-rolled tamago-egg piece upon his bowl. Finding it entirely heart-warming that he ate anything and everything she chose for him, even the pickled-ginger and pickled-daikons. And whilst the half-elf enjoyed watching her man eat, Sora equally kept peeking over her own bowl of rice, observing his facial-expressions as she asked a quick question.

"How do you like the breakfast my king?"

Thinking of the nutritional value, that nearly reminded him of his gym-diet which consisted of plain-chicken for proteins, rice for carbs and either a ton of broccoli or peas for fibre. All for optimal muscle growth and dieting, Asai easily answered the question without much thought as he washed down more of the food with the hot-hearty soup.

"Simply perfect."

Whilst the two won were full of smiles and warmth, both exploring their own imaginations and take upon his short and direct answer, Asai shifted his mind away from the al and back towards his system.

[Asai de Trichia: Lvl 98]

[HP: 180 MP:160]

[Title: Monster]

[Skills unlocked:]

[Marked Shadow]

Marked target [1] location will be revealed to caster until mark change.

"Sora, what can you tell about Lucied." Without taking his eyes away from the system information that hovered before him like a hologram, Asai finished his small cup of green tea before Robin beat the dhan in speed and dexterity to refill it.

"Lucied? The girl assigned to guard your room at night?" Shifting through her mind, and figuring out what exactly the king wanted, as she had spent enough ti with the man to understand his thoughts, inclinations and curiosities sowhat. "She hails from a clan that specializes in guarding and tracking VIP and persons of interests. Their bloodline dates nearly as far back as clan Kaka, so you can rest assured that she is trustworthy."

"I see, Sora, do you know how their bloodline abilities work?"

The dhan's eyes flickered with excitent as her theory on the king's own bloodline ability was becoming clearer as he unveiled more and more clues. "He also gained a skill that once belonged to the origin's of my clan after sleeping with ... I see now. So, it's love and devotion?" Within her mind, Sora now truly believed in the importance of bloodlines, marriages and the mixing of households. Which would place great importance on lineage and origins of a person, making her incredibly proud to hail from an honourable clan herself. "From the records, their mbers typically require sothing as small as a drop of blood or a strand of hair from their target. And from there on, they've only explained it as intuition."

"Good to know." Shifting his gaze away from the soft-fluffy rice and over towards Robin who had her cheeks puffed full like a hamster, Asai smiled as he refilled the half-elf's cup of tea. "Robin, a single strand of your hair please."

Still trying to chew away at the food she had stuffed in, as she realized she was far too occupied with feeding her man, that she had slowed her own al down far too much. Not wanting to hold his schedule up and to cause any delays, she was trying to get her calories in before the al ended. Regardless, she nodded slightly before imbuing one of her finger-nails with mana and slicing a little paper-cut wound upon another finger-tip and shoving it into Asai's mouth.

"Not exactly what I asked for, but I guess it works?"

[Marked Shadow] activated as willed into action. Registering the girl's DNA into the skill, and imdiately sending new information into his brain. As Asai now permanently had a strange feeling towards a particular direction, almost as if he were a compass and would always feel a pull towards north. Albeit, north being Robin.

"I see, so it's not like a radar or a map marker, but it really is like an intuition guided direction. With this, I won't ever have to worry about losing her."

...

Asai lovingly gazed into Robin's golden crystals. Sothing Sora noticed and could only wish it upon herself.

Whilst the dhan had lost in terms of sentintal value, feelings and mories. At the very least, she had beaten Robin Sol in the departnt of cooking.