Adrian gently pulled the covers over Chris and told her to keep resting while he studied the books she had brought. He got up from the bed, dressed, and picked up the stack of books on the table. As he leafed through the first book, a sudden notification from the system startled him.
Ding! Host, do you want to learn the contents of the book instantly?
Adrian was pleasantly surprised by this feature of the system. "Yes," he said eagerly.
Imdiately, the contents of the book were transmitted directly into his mind. It was an exhilarating experience, as if years of study had been condensed into re seconds. Adrian now knew intricate details about the political landscape, factions, and the current situation of the world.
Excited by the prospect of learning so much in such a short ti, he picked up the second book. Once again, the system prompted him.
Ding! Host, do you want to learn the contents of this book instantly?
"Yes!" Adrian said, almost bouncing with excitent.
Ding! Host needs 50 SP to engrave the contents of the book. Do you agree?
Adrian's excitent ca to a screeching halt. "What? System, why does it require Seduction Points now?"
The system's reply was curt and matter-of-fact. The first use was a trial version for the Host. Each subsequent attempt requires SP, or the Host can subscribe to this feature for a monthly cost of 999.99 SP.
Adrian was dumbfounded. "You're kidding, right? A subscription? This isn't a magazine or a gym mbership!"
The system remained indifferent. This feature requires substantial resources to maintain. The subscription ensures the Host has continuous access to instant learning.
Adrian couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity. "999.99 SP a month? That's daylight robbery! I don't even have that many points!"
The system responded in its dispassionate tone. The Host may acquire more Seduction Points through completing missions and seducing targets.
Shaking his head, Adrian muttered, "Of course, it's always about seducing soone." He glanced at the books on his desk, contemplating the slower but free option of reading them the old-fashioned way.
Still chuckling, Adrian sat back down and decided to read the second book manually. "Looks like I'll be studying the hard way for now," he said to himself. "But hey, at least I got a taste of instant knowledge. That's worth sothing, right?"
As he settled into his chair and began to read, he realized that even with the system's quirks, he was now equipped with a powerful tool. He just had to figure out how to use it without letting it control him.
Chris stirred and looked at Adrian with sleepy eyes. "Milord, are you alright?"
Adrian smiled at her. "I'm fine, Chris. I just rembered a joke. If you are still tired, you can rest more."
Chris wanted to wake up and continue her work, but her first ti had left her tired. She just lay on the bed and looked at the man who had taken her first. Until yesterday, he would flirt with every maid, and she had been one of his targets, but he had never laid a hand on anyone.
He would just flirt, drink, eat, and sleep, but today he was a little different. Not only had he asked her to give him a blowjob after waking up, he had also had sex with her after breakfast and was now diligently studying instead of wasting ti like he usually did.
This change in attitude made her fall head over heels for him once again. His handso face, now filled with a serious deanor, made him even more charming than usual. She was having a feast for her eyes right now and wished this mont would last forever.
As Chris had such thoughts, Adrian felt bored after finishing his second book. It had taken him more than two hours to finish it, and the sun was high in the sky, indicating noon. He stood up and stretched his body, the enticing offer of the system still in his mind. He felt that system was expert at advertisent and marketing as he couldn't get that juicy instant learn feature out of his mind.
He glanced at the mission panel and decided the starting ti of his mission. Since his sister would be at the training hall after 4 pm, when she was done with her job, he would go over and use his now-increased charm to invoke empathy, making her believe that he really wanted to change, and use this ti to seduce her.
Adrian then looked at Chris, who was starting to wear her clothes. He moved toward her, squeezed her ass with one hand while squeezing her breast with the other. He then turned her body toward him and gave her a kiss, his tongue invading her mouth and tangling with her tongue. After a few monts, he let go of her.
"Go ho and rest today. Tomorrow you will have a new identity," he told Chris.
Chris blushed and ekly nodded, hurriedly putting on her clothes and running off from his door. Even though Adrian had told her he would talk with his mom, she felt she needed to report to Lady Isabella herself. When hired, they had been instructed and trained to be partners for their lord, as many young nobles would have such encounters with their maids due to their young age.
After seeing her off, Adrian then felt hungry and decided to eat sothing before continuing reading until 4pm , when he would then start his training with his big sister.
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Sophia stood alone in the vast expanse of the training hall, her form graceful as she moved through a series of combat maneuvers. The hall, echoing with the sound of her strikes and the rhythmic thud of her feet against the polished floor, was otherwise silent, a testant to her solitary dedication.
Sophia's long, platinum blonde hair was pulled back into a high ponytail, allowing her sharp, determined features to be fully visible. Her eyes, a striking shade of red, were focused and intense, reflecting the depth of her resolve. Beads of sweat ford on her brow and trailed down her temples, evidence of the rigorous training she had been enduring for hours.
She wore a fitted training outfit that highlighted her athletic physique, every muscle toned and defined from years of relentless practice. Her movents were fluid and precise, a blend of strength and grace as she transitioned from one technique to the next with a dancer's elegance and a warrior's ferocity.
As Sophia thrust her sword forward in a final, powerful strike, she paused to catch her breath, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She stood in the center of the hall, a lone figure bathed in the soft afternoon light filtering through the high windows. The vastness of the empty space around her only emphasized her isolation.
She then lay down on the floor, taking a rest after half an hour of continuous practice. Sophia's expression, though calm and composed, betrayed a hint of weariness as her mind drifted with thoughts. The burden of her family's honor and future weighed heavily on her shoulders, a responsibility she had shouldered alone for far too long.
Her brother, Adrian, had been a source of frustration and disappointnt, his previous laziness and lack of ambition forcing her to take on roles that should have been shared. She rembered the days when the two were very close; he would always stick to her, his watery eyes and cute face while he called her big sister, his cheering when she was practicing, his admiration of her that always fueled her.
She sighed as she thought about how they had grown apart so much. His hateful face as he turned adult ca to her mind, making her grind her teeth in frustration. Her mother always spoiling him further made her feel alone as she would always take his side whenever she would try to motivate him. She didn't need him to be strong; she just wanted him to be serious and take so responsibility as head of the household.
Sophia wiped her face with a towel, looking up at the high windows where the light poured in. She stood and walked to the weapon rack, placing her sword back with a soft clink. Her muscles ached, but the physical pain was a welco distraction from the heavier weight she carried in her heart. She hoped that maybe, just maybe, Adrian's recent change wasn't a fluke. Perhaps there was still a chance for them to be the siblings they once were, to share the burdens and joys equally.
Until then, she would continue to train alone, her figure a solitary beacon of resilience in the vast, empty hall.
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