Aric lounged on the cool stone balcony, a cup of strong tea cradled in his hand, the morning sun just beginning to cut through the mist that clung to the estate’s sprawling gardens.
He’d risen early, restless, and now found himself drawn to the quiet beauty below
The woman he saw wasn’t anyone he knew.
She moved between the flowers, her dress clinging to her body, showing off her big boobs and round ass every ti she bent over.
The way she watered the plants was slow, almost like she wanted soone to watch her.
He couldn’t take his eyes off her.
When she leaned forward, her boobs nearly spilled out of her dress, the thin fabric doing little to hide the shape beneath.
Aric felt his heart beat faster, his thoughts turning dirty as he watched her.
She stood up and stretched, her back arched, making her ass stick out even more. He wondered who she was and why he’d never seen her before.
The woman ran her hands down her sides, smoothing her dress over her hips. She looked around, and for a second, Aric thought she saw him watching.
She smiled a little, not shy at all, and bent back over, her boobs swinging as she reached for another plant.
Water dripped down her chest, leaving her dress wet and see-through over her nipples.
Aric shifted in his chair, feeling heat rush through him.
He wanted to know her na, to get closer, to touch her.
But for now, all he could do was watch, his eyes glued to her every move as she teased him without even saying a word.
As she was ready to leave Aric turned on his inspect ability
[Target Level is very high]
"Whatt very high " Aric just stared at her leaving figure .
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The golden light of the afternoon sun poured through the tall windows, casting warm glows on the wooden floors. Aric was sitting on a comfortable armchair in the reading lounge, flipping through a book on mana structure, when Rozie entered gracefully, holding a thick envelope in her hand.
She wore a crisp white coat over her noble attire, her long blonde hair tied into a professional ponytail. In her hands were the legal docunts, bound by a red seal with the insignia of her guild: Crimson Serpents.
Rozie walked over and placed the envelope on the table in front of Aric.
Rozie: "Here. These are the official guild registration docunts. As a high-ranking noble and one of the original founders of the Crimson Serpents, I have the authority to recomnd and assign ranks... but within limits."
Aric (looking up): "How far can you take ?"
Rozie: "With my power and the faked docunts for your noble background, I can grant you the rank of Elder. That’s one level below the Vice-Captains. Any higher needs either a guild-wide vote or a direct request from the Guild Leader herself."
Aric opened the envelope and pulled out the paperwork. It listed him as Aric Valen of the House of Brightvale, a low-tier noble family from the northern outer plains. The paperwork looked perfect — noble insignia, land registry, education background, fake guild history — everything was professionally forged.
Aric (smiling slightly): "House of Brightvale, huh... I like it. Sounds clean. Sounds forgotten."
Rozie: "That’s why I picked it. Not too loud, not too poor. Just enough to justify your rise through the ranks without raising suspicion."
Aric flipped through the last pages, where his rank was stated.
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Crimson Serpents Guild Hierarchy:
1. Guild Leader – The supre authority of the guild. Only one exists.
2. Captain – Three positions. Handle regional command, high-level missions, and inner guild politics.
3. Vice-Captain – Five positions. Second-in-command to Captains, manage mission logistics and elite squads.
4. Elite – Experienced and powerful mbers assigned special tasks.
5. Elder – Honorary or noble-connected mbers, responsible for diplomacy, planning, and external affairs. (Aric’s Rank)
6. Supervisor – Manage training, new recruits, and mission dispatch.
7. mber – Full-fledged guild mbers who can take on guild missions.
8. Worker – Low-rank roles like ssengers, record keepers, maintenance.
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Aric (nodding slowly): "So this is the structure... With Elder, I can’t lead soldiers, but I can influence decisions, gain access to missions, and establish my own space."
Rozie: "Exactly. No one questions an Elder. They’re usually nobles or special contributors. It’s a position of respect, not battle."
Aric leaned back in his chair, satisfied. "This’ll do. From here, I can climb higher. Slowly, carefully... until I run the whole guild."
Rozie chuckled lightly, folding her arms. "You really don’t dream small, do you?"
Aric smirked. "Dreams are for the weak. I plan."
And with that, he signed the papers — Aric Valen, House of Dash – Elder of Crimson Serpents — sealing his first real foothold in the elite systems of the nation.
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