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Standing before the beautiful rays of sunlight pouring over , I let out a long, contented sigh.
"Nothing beats being bathed in a soft, gentle warmth in your own personal garden. Even better when the heat's not unbearably hot because of global warming or so other bullshit."
Saying that, I closed my eyes again, letting the peace wash over .
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My ears tingled at the sudden sensation, and without thinking, I rolled away from where I stood. The very instant I moved, a purple ball of negative energy struck the spot I've been standing, the ground instantly charring before my eyes.
Without stopping, I broke into a run, dodging as more of those sinister energy spheres kept raining down on . But I wasn't running aimlessly— I moved in a wide, circular pattern around the source of the attacks, slowly closing the distance between us.
When I was close enough, I slid under an incoming energy ball and launched forward, catching the culprit in a tight hold.
"Hmm… good choice, attacking while I was distracted. But your breathing was far too loud." I glanced down at the person in my grasp— it was none other than Alice. And despite being caught, she was smiling, clearly pleased with herself.
That smile didn't last long. It quickly turned into a pout. "And how am I supposed to stop the sound of my breath? Do you want to stop breathing, Master?"
"If possible, yes."
Alice would've laughed if she thought I was joking— but I wasn't.
This was training for her. She was already quite adept at using basic elental spells, and if she'd used those spells against , her attacks would've been far more effective. But I wanted her to improve at what she was truly fated with.
Her Dark Arts.
And as I'd expected, she was making progress — not a lot, but enough. Her control over her witch side was growing. She still couldn't manage the more advanced, power-hungry spells, but she'd beco more than capable with the smaller ones.
Like those negative energy balls she kept spamming at . Individually, they weren't much of a threat — but when they ca in waves, they could overwhelm most enemies.
"It was also a smart move using yourself as bait to distract ." I said casually.
Alice's smile faltered imdiately. "So you knew."
Before I could respond, I felt the shift in the air. Without hesitation, I rolled again, dragging Alice with just as a sword sliced through the air where we'd been standing.
"Schk!" The attacker clicked his tongue in frustration. "How do you dodge so fast with a body that big?"
It was Jacob.
He didn't wait for an answer, his attacks resud imdiately. I shifted Alice to my left and used a broken piece of tree bark to deflect his next strike. It didn't slow him down, he was used to doing that by now but it kept him on his toes.
"You assu that being bigger ans being slower," I said, parrying another attack. "But…"
Before he could recover, I closed the distance between us with a burst of speed, using my long legs to cover the gap and strike.
"…it also ans I have more power and stamina than soone smaller than ."
"Is… that… so?" Jacob panted, struggling to keep up as I rained down blow after blow. He managed to deflect so, but I could already see the cracks forming in his defense.
It didn't take long for my eyes to spot the opening I needed. I shifted from my passive stance, going fully on the offensive, striking at his weak points before zeroing in on his most vulnerable spot— his side.
With a sharp swing of the tree bark, I hit him right where his kidney was.
"Ahhh, fuck!" Jacob crumpled to the ground, clutching his side in pain.
"If this had been a real sword," I said calmly, "You'd be dead."
"Yeah… you remind that every day," he gritted out between gasps, his face twisted in agony.
"I only do it so you can evolve, Jacob."
Jacob shot a dead-eyed glare, and I couldn't help but smile.
"But it also has to be fun for too, you know."
"There it is." Jacob groaned, rolling on the ground as the pain intensified.
I gestured to the nearby guards. "Take him to the dical center."
"It would be better if you stopped hitting with your mammoth-like strength," Jacob muttered as the guards hauled him up.
I ignored him.
Yeah, there's a dical center now.
With so many people working here, not to ntion the wolfman tribe living on the grounds, I realized I needed proper facilities to et everyone's needs. The dical center was still under construction, and staff was limited, but it was coming along quickly. At the rate it was going, it would be fully operational by next month... I think.
That wasn't the only thing being built. We had training grounds, guard posts, small farms — everything a thriving community needed.
But what I really wanted… was a proper gardening unit.
I looked out at the charred remains of the trees and grass — the aftermath of Alice's training. My heart ached at the sight. I wanted her to grow stronger, yes — but the cost was becoming higher every day. And I didn't an financially.
"You should hire so gardeners, Master," Alice said shalessly, as if she weren't responsible for the destruction in front of us.
Even the once-shy, mischievous Alice had grown used to the daily routine of burning down my beautiful garden.
"I know that," I sighed. "But good gardeners are in high demand, and nobody wants to move to a place called the Screeching Forest."
Alice nodded thoughtfully. "Then why don't you just change the na?"
I blinked at her. "I can do that?"
"Master… you own the forest, rember?"
"Right… right." I nodded slowly, only to realize one important thing. "But I'm not the only owner of this place."
At the reminder, Alice's face darkened. We both knew exactly who I was talking about.
The red-haired woman.
I'd gotten used to her presence over ti — though there was still the lingering unease of knowing she could satisfy her thirst for my blood at any mont.
But aside from that… I didn't mind having her around. In fact, I kind of liked it. There was sothing about her that made things more interesting — a ga we played, one only the two of us understood.
Of course, her ever-watchful maid always interrupted us whenever things started getting too interesting.
It had been more than a week since I t her, and yet I'd still haven't seen her husband. Not that I was stupid enough to bring him up when I had the hot wife all to myself.
"That woman's going to live a long ti," Alice muttered darkly.
"What was that?" I asked.
She pointed toward the gate. "That woman. She's here."
I turned to see the familiar, extravagant carriage rolling up the drive. Without even thinking, I started walking toward it, a smile already forming on my face.
anwhile, Alice pouted, watching Henry go, 'Why does Master always look at her when she does so little… and never at when I do so much?'
'This isn't fair!'
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