[Seth's POV:]
After finishing my imdiate work at the council office, I decided to call it for the day and return to the mansion for now. It was already dark outside when I stepped inside the carriage while holding onto a shit ton of files.
I had a lot of work pending which I didn't discover after the vacation. I thought...no, I hoped the Vice-president might have finished up all of it but...
"T-That much? I would have died three tis by now, president..." Is what that she said.
Unlike those schools in my past life, academies like Pristine, rely a lot on the Student Council for their work and managent. More so when such a big event as the Tournant of Elites was approaching.
However, those who get the chance to work as a council mber receive an award during their graduation as well which they could use for recomndations in big settled organizations and trading companies.
That was why people envy and respect counciln to such a degree that they could dare behave leniently in front of junior professors yet not soone belonging to the council departnt.
Well, I had no interest in joining so private companies or any defense forces. I need to prepare for the evolution approaching and for that, I need to visit different places I have recollected. I need to extract so tools and equipnt before they either get destroyed or taken by soone else.
'Hmm...!'
Nearing the mansion, I suddenly heard so distressed calls through telepathy, coming from my residence.
"Brad, stop the carriage."
I jumped off after relaying the command that the coachman followed wordlessly. My eyes road around for a bit, the mansion still five hundred ters away. There were still so upsetting connections I have been receiving from the mansion which made sure that sothing was indeed wrong.
"Leave the carriage and approach the mansion from the rear end."
I saw Brad nodding before he disappeared into the shadow. A top-notch coachman, that's for sure.
I levitated high in the air before shooting toward the illuminated building protruding in the middle of practically deserted land. There were no buildings around and that was the reason why I decided to have my place right here.
I was not sure whether sothing actually could harm my maids who have the skills and experience to beco elite knights of the kingdom but no one is unbeatable.
The front gates were open and a trail of blood could be seen dragged inside the mansion. I tried to not think about it but the anxiety of sothing happening to Lara caught up to seeing the crimson shade.
I steeled myself and cautiously walked inside with my senses expanded to their fullest. I have already enchanted myself with the artifact I have retrieved recently so the chances of getting hard from ambush were close to none, but I didn't let my guard slip up even for a mont.
However, just upon reaching the main hall, my anxiety was dispelled as the first person I saw was the certain brunette who currently was cleaning her blade while staring at the piles of corps lined up over each other.
There were other maids as well who along with Lara sensed my presence before they turned and bowed in unison.
""Welco back, young master.""
"Welco back, master. I apologize for the unsightly behavior."
I walked up to my future bride while eyeing the corps littered around almost every corner of the mansion and even on the first floor.
"Are you hurt anywhere?" The blush over her blood-coated face of hers looked dangerously beautiful before she shook her head taly.
I asked the others as well, but apart from so minor scratches all of them were fine and ready to engage in another battle. Seriously, sotis I find their worth being wasted serving as maids in here.
I told those who were bleeding to get treated first. The main hall was already in the process of getting cleaned up with the help of Brad. For security reasons, I cast a barrier around the periter which would notify once soone walks in. I have been already thinking of getting high-grade barrier artifacts for so ti but today's incident just pulled my plan for a sooner date.
In the room, I brought Lara with and told her to bathe and get changed for now as I arranged my files.
I have already asked the maids and it seed they were not able to identify the aggressors despite they were practically overwheld by the ladies. They didn't have any particular emblem or symbol over their armor which could have signified their association.
'Is it the underworld... ' I have been interfering with the black market and the underworld for so ti now and have incurred heavy losses for them so it wouldn't be surprising if they suddenly decided to join forces and take revenge.
However, considering the person standing as my support I think it would take a lot more than just sheer will of vengeance to target . This was not as simple as it seems...
"Young master..." Turning my head toward the source of the stutter, I found my favorite pair of eyes stealing glances at with a profound blush adorning her freshly bathed pink cheeks.
Her hazelnut hair was drawn over her right shoulder with her left hand clutching the bath towel around her bosom and her right one pulling it down to cover her arousing thighs which were entirely exposed in full view. The towel was not doing any good in covering her womanly charm but making it even more sensual from my point of view.
"Co here." Controlling my urges, for now, I called her toward the bed before I walked toward my shelf to get the ointnt.
Seriously we had sex more than a dozen tis yet the way she shies away makes sigh and eager to once again devour her.
Taking the gel I went toward her who was sitting at the edge of the bed while still holding on to the towel before I knelt before her. Naturally, Lara got uncomfortable and was about to get up before I narrowed my gaze and told her to sit back.
Taking her leg over my knee I poured so gel over my finger before bringing it toward her calf where a long cut was staining her flawless skin.
"Ah..." She shivered slightly because of the coolness of the ointnt as her hand instantly went toward my shoulder.
I gently circled at the edges and coated the dicine over the wound as slowly and carefully as I could. Her smooth skin was bliss to touch.
The next place my eyes went to was her forearm where another scratch could be seen.
"I-It's okay, Young master. I can do it myself."
Lara protested being cared for like this as she held my approaching hand to show her reluctance.
I got up from the floor before taking the seat beside her. My hand stubbornly took hers before I whispered the piece of my mind with a blend of slight sternness.
"Is it wrong for to look after you?"
Lara remained silent for a bit, but she didn't resist after that, and maybe even for a second but the look of adore flashed across her gaze when I stole a glance at her eyes.
Do I look a fool to you woman...
I narrowed my gaze before a smirk I made my move.
"Young master...I hav-ah...there-mmm..."
The reason her expression soon began lting and her breath got struggling was that my gel-coated finger went down her thighs. I slowly made my way inside the towel...toward the incredible source of heat continuing to hear the moans and sighs of delight from my maid.
It surely is a matter of great concern regarding today's attack but that could wait for the morning since right now... I had a very enticing al awaiting.
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