About two hours later, under Mathilda’s tearful begging, Alaric finally stopped ravaging her body.
In those two hours, Alaric didn’t get another EXP, but he wasn’t too disappointed. He had finally discovered another way to farm EXP, but he still needed to find out how much EXP he could get from engaging in intimate activities with Mathilda.
Alaric turned his head and saw a weary-faced Mathilda sprawled all over the bed, her body covered in bodily fluids that emitted a strange sll.
Sensing his gaze, she instinctively covered her naked body and pleaded. "Please, my lord! I can’t take it anymore!"
Alaric felt a bit guilty when he saw this.
"Clean yourself up. We will be leaving soon."
Without waiting for her response, he wore a bathrobe and headed to the hotel’s public bathroom.
Mathilda watched him leave the room with a complicated look on her face.
Alaric hadn’t told her about his identity, but she knew that he was a very powerful warrior from the overwhelming pressure he exuded.
She guessed that he possessed a strong background so she could only abandon all hopes of escaping.
Grimacing, she got up with great difficulty.
What will beco of ?
The uncertainty of her future brought her a sense of fear and anxiety.
***
When Alaric entered the public bathroom, he saw Giovanni coming out.
Giovanni also spotted him and hurried to his side.
"Alaric! I thought you had already left." The guy grinned from ear to ear as he boasted about his experience with the big-breasted slave.
"That woman is a Knight of Harune. You should be careful lest she slit your throat in your sleep." Alaric warned him.
Although the slaves were equipped with a slave bracelet that forced them to submit, there were still tis when these slave bracelets would lose their effectiveness which would give them enough ti to harm their masters.
Giovanni chuckled at his words and responded in disdain. "What can a re Knight do to ?"
Alaric shook his head and no longer bothered to argue with him.
"Alaric, how about we do her together? I think that would be interesting. That girl is quite stubborn and I think she still needs more training." Giovanni suddenly suggested with an ambiguous smile.
Alaric frowned and pushed him away. "Move. I need to clean myself."
He then entered the bathroom without looking back.
Giovanni smirked. "Look at that pretentious kid..."
After getting closer to Alaric, he found the guy more to his liking compared to his older brother Exlor.
***
After half an hour in the bathroom, Alaric headed back to his assigned room and found Mathilda already dressed. Her hair was still wet after taking a quick bath at the won’s bathroom.
"Let’s go. We will buy so clothes for you." Alaric couldn’t bear to see her wear the sa dirty clothes.
He knew that she was still wary of him so to get her to trust him fully, he had to treat her well.
Mathilda was surprised to hear this.
She was just a slave and no master would buy clothes for his slave.
That was what she believed.
"You want to buy clothes for , my lord?" She couldn’t help but confirm it.
Alaric nodded. "If you’re done, let’s go. There is a clothing shop across the street. We should be able to find sothing you can wear there."
Hearing this, Mathilda excitedly rose to her feet. "Yes, my lord!"
As soon as they stepped out of the hotel, they saw Giovanni and the big-breasted slave waiting for them outside.
"What took you so long? We’ve been here for over ten minutes." Giovanni said with an exasperated tone.
Alaric gave him a sidelong glance and replied. "I’m not as weak as you who only last for less than fifteen minutes..."
Giovanni’s face twitched at his words. "You!"
Alaric ignored him and pulled Mathilda to the store across the street.
"Hey, Alaric! Wait!" Giovanni pulled the big-breasted slave and followed them.
...
Later that day, the group had finally bought the updated Astanian Dragon Leaderboard from a legitimate seller.
Giovanni chuckled arrogantly while pointing to his na in the booklet.
Rank 37 - Giovanni Aurelius Astania
"I never thought I would rise in the rankings this fast."
Suddenly, Alaric appeared beside him and pointed to his ranking in the booklet.
Giovanni’s smile stiffened when he saw Alaric’s ranking.
Rank 17 - Alaric Silversword
He closed the booklet and forced a dry chuckle.
"Not bad, but don’t be so arrogant. I might surpass you if I seriously train myself." He snorted.
Alaric waved his hand dismissively. "Yeah sure. Whatever."
The two were arguing back and forth when they saw a group of dical practitioners rushing towards them.
"Your Highnesses! We finally found you!" Spoke one of them while trying to catch his breath.
"What happened?" Giovanni raised an eyebrow.
"Lord Marco is awake!"
"He told us to look for you. It seems like he wants to speak with Your Highnesses."
Hearing this, Alaric and Giovanni glanced at each other and nodded.
"Lead the way."
The group followed the dical practitioners to the clinic.
Along the way, Mathilda couldn’t hide the astonishnt on her face.
They are actually princes! Don’t tell they are the heirs of Astania!
She suddenly felt that it wasn’t so bad to beco Alaric’s slave. Rather than marrying an old, ugly guy, she would rather be Alaric’s obedient little slave.
Soon, the group arrived at VIP room number 01.
Upon entering, they saw Marco leaning against the headboard as he chatted with his wife and son.
"Your Highnesses!" Marco smiled faintly upon seeing them.
His wife and son also greeted them respectfully. Now that Marco was awake, it was as if they had found their backbone and were now less fearful of the two princes.
"Lord Marco, I’m glad to see you doing well." Alaric smiled at him.
Giovanni also greeted him.
They asked Marco about his condition, which the latter answered one by one.
A mont later, Marco took the chance to change the topic.
"What happened to Aklan Pass?"
As soon as he said this, the big-breasted slave standing behind Giovanni suddenly trembled.
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