"""Thank you very much, Boss"""
After the trio of siblings answered in unison, Seraphina guided them inside the ship, where they began to look around with surprise and excitent. After all, they had never seen such a display of luxury and wealth before; each wall of the ship seed more valuable than the entire city in which they had lived all their lives, making them feel a bit dizzy. anwhile, Sigrún and Eleonora approached and embraced Erik with pleased smiles on their faces.
"You know, originally I thought you didn't want to hire the other siblings." Sigrún comnted in a soft, affectionate tone as she moved closer to her beloved disciple, carefully gazing into his bright-green eyes.
"Well, it wasn't that I didn't want them or anything like that, and honestly, I would've made exactly the sa decision as you two. That wasn't the problem." Erik replied with a calm expression, prompting Eleonora to add in a cheerful tone as she hugged Erik's arm.
"Let's just leave the past in the past. No need to dwell on that matter anymore; let's focus on doing better in the future."
"Eli is right. Let's drop that topic and talk about sothing else, like... How does the 'Boss' feel about his new assistants?" Sigrún asked with a smile as she hugged Erik's other arm and playfully tapped her disciple's nose.
"How do I feel? We haven't even started working yet." Erik replied in amusent as he looked at his beautiful master with golden hair, who couldn't help but pout adorably at his words.
"Dummy." Sigrún 'protested', pinching Erik's nose lightly, to which he only responded with a smile. At that mont, Eleonora asked with a contained laugh.
"And how are you going to handle their education?"
"I've been thinking about it, and for now, I think I'll do it myself. I'm not especially good at teaching, but hiring teachers is expensive, and the Order still hasn't paid the royalties for the journal or for the patents they bought from , so I'm broke.
"Besides, the reason I decided to bring Sofía in the first place was because I liked her attitude, and I'm interested in taking the path of nurturing loyal talents. In a way, it'll be a necessary experint." Erik answered in a calm tone, having carefully planned what to do with his new 'assistants'. At that mont, Sigrún remarked with a mischievous smile.
"I'm signing up for your classes, hehe."
Upon hearing his master's words, Erik could only roll his eyes, unwilling to say a single word. That reaction didn't sit well with the beautiful golden-haired Master, and even Eleonora joined in, softly whispering into Erik's ear in a 'sad' and 'pitiful' voice while gently caressing his hand with her index finger.
"So our dear disciple is going to leave his poor masters out of his first class? How cruel and heartless must a disciple be not to help his masters—who love him so much—fulfill a small dream they have? How sad and heartbreaking..."
"Alright, alright, I'll give my first class tomorrow here on the deck, and you are both invited." Erik declared in a tone full of defeat, having no choice but to surrender under the puppy-eyed attacks of Eleonora and Sigrún.
"Fufufu/Hehehe"
Eleonora and Sigrún laughed happily, and after kissing Erik on the cheeks, they dashed off the deck like excited children, exchanging knowing looks with one another, which made Erik smile. In truth, his masters didn't seem like millennial monsters but rather cheerful young won discovering the world, leaving him with a strange yet equally enchanting feeling.
After Eleonora and Sigrún disappeared inside the ship, Erik slowly walked up to the ship's railing and, using the activation permissions granted by Sigrún, altered a small part of the surrounding tropical scenery. He created a 'hole' that appeared to connect to another world, allowing him to gaze upon the beauty of outer space and the moon.
Although planet Aranta was beautiful and fascinating, full of a culture, colors, scents, and sounds that would captivate anyone, Erik found that gray, inert rock floating in the cosmic void far more interesting—a nearly mythical terrain for humanity in his past life, whose successful landing was considered a colossal achievent that went down in history, marking the end of a war and solidifying the global hegemony of a superpower for the following decades.
As he looked out from the railing, Erik lost himself in his mories, vividly reliving the excitent and wonder he felt while watching that historic mont on television in the company of his parents—those black-and-white images that, even now in his second life, still appeared in his dreams, almost like an indelible reminder of humanity's tenacity and intelligence in his previous existence.
The accomplishnt of setting foot on that gray rock was undoubtedly one of humanity's greatest sources of pride, especially for Erik. At the peak of his life—long after the first lunar landing—he had helped reconquer that legendary terrain, forever etching his company's na in history. Unfortunately, he never got to witness that scene with his own eyes, and despite being a key figure in the project, he could only watch it on a screen like everyone else—although this ti in color.
Thus, he found his current situation sowhat amusing. One of the achievents he was most proud of in his life—arguably his greatest—was here nothing more than an ordinary feat, sothing easily attainable by anyone in the Arcane Order. So much so that it wasn't even seen as a particularly attractive tourist spot for the vast majority; only a few eccentric tourists, miners, or the military took an interest in those massive arid rocks.
After a while, Erik turned his gaze to marvel at the star-filled void, an awe-inspiring spectacle that made him feel small and insignificant, less than a speck of dust in the grand sche of things—a sensation that, for so reason, felt deeply liberating to him, almost idyllic. It was as if, no matter what happened, in the end, they were trivial matters in the bigger picture.
Yet at the sa ti, that imasurable emptiness filled him with a certain passion for traversing and conquering it with his own hands, for leaving an eternal mark on that sea of stars. Although that would be too much work, and he'd probably just go sightseeing until he got tired. After all, he was quite lazy when it ca to adventure.
While Erik was gazing out from the railing, Eleonora, Sigrún, and Seraphina ca back up to the upper deck, now dressed in sleek, aerodynamic black suits that were also remarkably functional. They clung perfectly to their streamlined, voluptuous figures, allowing for total freedom of movent—almost like a second skin—while offering impenetrable protection against the unknown perils of the universe.
All along the suit's surface, runes of all kinds were intricately inscribed, glowing with a soft, enigmatic light that seed to dance gently over the black fabric. They created a marvelous contrast that gave off a feeling of power and mysticism.
The three won joined Erik's side, where Sigrún and Eleonora lovingly took his arms, finally snapping him out of his thoughts. He turned to look at them, only to be completely taken aback by what he saw.
"And those suits?"
Erik asked in surprise as he looked the won up and down, noting that the futuristic-looking suits seed more technological than magical. They also exuded an almost hypnotic sensual charm, thanks to their tight fit that highlighted the won's gorgeous and curvy silhouettes.
"They're for our moon walk. Isn't it obvious? Fufu." Eleonora replied with a playful giggle, while Sigrún handed Erik a masculine version of the sa suit.
"Really?" Erik asked, his eyes shining like flashlights, brimming with excitent. This brought warm, tender smiles to the faces of the three beautiful won.
"Of course. We can't end our vacation without doing the number-one activity our Erik wanted." Sigrún comnted in a soft, joyful voice before giving her disciple a loving kiss on the cheek and adding enthusiastically.
"Go get changed. We'll be waiting for you."
"I'll be right back."
Visibly excited, Erik slipped free of his masters' arms and ran inside the ship. Not only did he need to change, but he also had to grab one of his storage rings, which held the essentials for his lunar exploration.
"Fufu, alright. Don't take too long." Eleonora remarked, resting one hand on her cheek and gazing after her disciple with eyes full of love as he ran off, brimming with excitent.
"I'll be right back!"
Erik shouted again as he disappeared into the interior of the ship with the suit in hand. The three beautiful won chuckled softly at his sweet deanor, which only surfaced on occasions like this. Over ti, Erik had grown used to his surroundings and such endearing reactions had beco increasingly rare.
Before long, Erik ca running back to the upper deck wearing the tight-fitting black space suit, looking incredibly excited. There, his masters were waiting for him, drinking tea around a table fashioned from the wooden floor, chatting in a casual, pleasant manner.
Noticing the arrival of the star-haired young man, the trio of lovely won turned to look at him, smiles filled with affection blooming on their faces as they saw the excitent in his bright-green eyes—eyes that nearly seed to blaze with enthusiasm. Then Sigrún asked in a caring tone.
"Do you have everything?"
"All set! We can leave whenever."
Erik replied, trying his best to keep his explosive emotions in check. His serious, steady tone drew a soft chuckle from his masters and their maid, who quickly gathered around him. Eleonora then comnted cheerfully.
"Alright, then let's be off."
With Eleonora's words, an intricate magic circle appeared beneath them. After a mont, it released a brilliant flash of white light that whisked the group away, leaving the deck empty once more. A few monts later, the chairs and table began to shift and deform until they reverted to the floor.
...
anwhile, inside the ship, the trio of siblings—Sofía, Clara, and Martín—were gathered in a single room, which was as large as their entire house. They were incredibly excited, yet they didn't dare to move from the table where the impressive maid had left them with tea, cookies, and more.
"Lady Ravenspell told us that all of this was for us, and we could eat as much as we wanted..."
Staring intently at the tea and cookies, Martín spoke with longing, then swallowed hard, sothing his sisters mirrored. Finally, Sofía spoke in a serious tone.
"Then take the first step, Martín. Be a man and secure the path for your defenseless sisters."
Hearing Sofía say that, Martín rolled his eyes at her thick-skinned audacity to call herself 'defenseless', as if she had ever been 'defenseless' when beating him up. But at that mont, Clara spoke in a solemn, serious tone.
"I'll take the first step..."
When Sofía and Martín turned to look at Clara, they saw the determination and desire in her eyes. They nodded solemnly, so with trembling hands, Clara slowly reached out to pick up one of the cookies, then brought it to her mouth. Instantly, a wave of pleasure coursed through her body—not just from the subli taste but also from the mana gently flowing through her, nourishing and strengthening her.
""Are you okay, Clara?!""
Seeing Clara's eyes widen to the point they looked like they might pop out of their sockets, Sofía and Martín exclaid in panic as they jumped from their chairs to rush to their sister. But Clara raised her hand while covering her mouth with the other and replied in an almost dreamy tone.
"I'm fine. It's just that this cookie is out of this world... It's, without a doubt, the best thing I've ever tasted in my life, even better than the sandwiches."
Hearing Clara's words, Sofía and Martín locked eyes and swallowed hard in unison. Then, their trembling hands reached for the cookies, and as soon as they tasted them, their bodies practically shuddered with the incredible sensation. This sparked a frenzied 'battle' among the three siblings to grab all the cookies they could, devouring them with expressions of pure bliss until the plate was empty.
"This is truly food of the gods..." Martín murmured in a dreamy, low voice as he leaned back in his chair, prompting Sofía and Clara to nod in agreent. The latter then began pouring tea for everyone.
Upon sipping the tea, the siblings suddenly felt an unprecedented ntal clarity, along with a calm and peace unlike anything they'd experienced before. Sohow, their mana began circulating through their bodies, making a full circuit within them and leaving them drowsy after a while.
Sofía was the first to react. With heavy eyelids, she threw herself onto the enormous bed in the room and imdiately fell into a deep sleep, prompting Clara and Martín to exchange looks and quickly make a decision. They walked over to the bed together and lay down on either side of their sister. Even though they had been given a room each, they felt uneasy, preferring instead to sleep together.
"We really lucked out..." Clara murmured in a sleepy voice, closing her eyes, and Martín nodded in a similar state.
"Yeah... we need to work hard to repay the Boss..."
"I'll do my best..."
With Clara's nearly slumbering voice, they all drifted into a profound, restorative sleep on that comfortable bed. All three had huge smiles on their faces and high hopes for the future, ultimately hugging each other in search of the warmth only family could provide.
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