Chapter 189
Chapter 189
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Audacity
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"Calling me unimpressive...? How rude on a first meeting. Who are you?"
Albert stared at Ignis with serious, upright eyes as he spoke.
Albert, that punk... What the hell is he doing?
The guy had no fear at all.
What did he have to back up talking back to Ignis like that?
Some kind of youthful bravado?
You have to choose your targets for that kind of spirit.
He was only yapping like that because he had no idea what kind of woman Ignis was.
Eileen, who knew her strength all too well, was fidgeting anxiously behind him.
"Hoo... So you've got some pride after all. I serve my lord."
"I see. I'm Albert. But even if you serve my master, I must ask you to retract your previous statement. As his disciple, I can't let an insult to my master slide."
The guy seemed insane.
Not right in the head.
Putting on some ridiculous act.
"Lord. What should I do with this fool?"
Ignis turned to me and asked.
What to do? A fool who doesn't know his place needs a lesson.
But in front of Eileen, I had to play the part of a proper master.
I sent a party message so Eileen wouldn't notice.
I cheered inwardly.
Accidents could happen anytime during rough training.
"If you want my apology, prove your worth. Warriors prove themselves with strength. Can you do that?"
Ignis asked Albert mockingly.
"I don't fancy fighting a woman, but as Master's disciple, I can't back down now. Don't regret this."
The madman.
"Albert."
"Yes, Master."
"Those eyes of yours... No, your judgment needs work. You started this. Take responsibility."
"Yes! Don't worry, Master!"
Did this idiot even get what I meant?
What was there not to worry about?
I couldn't fathom where his overflowing confidence came from.
Albert was out of his mind.
Like a pup that doesn't fear the tiger.
That was Albert to a T.
We moved to the spacious backyard, perfect for a beatdown.
"Come at me."
"Not even using a weapon? Looks like you underestimate me. Then I'll yield the first strike."
Definitely a madman.
Albert's arrogant attitude brought the exact consequences I'd predicted.
He couldn't land a single hit—nothing worth relaying—and got thoroughly thrashed by Ignis.
His face swelled up huge from the beating.
His eyes ballooned into slits.
The amazing part?
He kept getting knocked down and popping back up like a weasel.
Of course, Ignis had controlled her strength with astonishing precision.
"Ah, not yet..."
Albert trembled on legs at their limit, holding on.
"Al, Albert, stop! Apologize to Lady Ignis!"
Eileen cried out with a pained expression.
"Eileen... I... can't give up like this..."
What melodramatic crap were these two pulling?
I hadn't noticed at first, but the more I watched, the weirder he seemed.
"Hoo... Still standing? Impressive grit. I'll acknowledge that spirit. But strength comes first."
Exactly.
A weakling like that just looked pathetic.
What a foolish stunt.
"N-not yet... Huff! Huff... As Master's disciple, I can't tarnish his honor!!"
The punk's mouth was something else—even I was impressed.
I wanted to yell, "Your very existence tarnishes me!!"
But now was the time to embody a dignified master.
Albert staggered forward on failing legs toward Ignis.
"Uwaaa!!"
He charged with a roar and wild screams.
Of course, no miracle happened.
-Thud. Thud. Thud.
"Urk! Gah! Kek!"
Albert got another joyful thrashing and finally passed out.
Ignis must have decided that was enough.
Should've groveled and begged earlier.
"Lord. He's better than expected. I don't know about the rest, but his grit is solid. As expected of your eye for talent."
"I-is that so?"
I desperately fought back the grin tugging at my lips.
After a beating like that, he'd be bedridden for a while.
No more seeing his face for days.
That alone put me in a good mood.
"Where does this fool live? I'll carry him."
Come to think of it, there was no one to move the passed-out Albert.
I wanted to just leave him there, but...
"No need. Good work, Ignis. I'll handle moving him."
"Heh. Such deep consideration, Lord."
Consideration? More like I didn't want my women touching some random guy's body.
No choice but to do it myself.
I lifted Albert with telekinesis and roughly dumped him in the shabby wooden hut he'd built.
It had been a long day.
I enjoyed a pleasant dinner and headed to my room.
"Master. Something good must have happened."
Chloe said.
"Heh... Something like that."
Albert getting pummeled to his heart's content.
Thinking I wouldn't see his face for days had apparently shown on mine.
Chloe was my personal maid.
One of the ten women Albert had brought.
Each person got one personal maid assigned.
Aila and Luna had refused theirs, and Albert was obviously excluded.
Chloe caught my eye with her unique pink hair and eyes. She had a pure, cute look that screamed innocence with a touch of charm.
"I've drawn your bath. Shall I help you in right away, Master?"
"Yeah."
I should've washed up and rested ages ago.
But because of that punk Albert...
She carefully began undressing me.
Part of a maid's duties, I suppose.
I let her hands work.
'Nice.'
I could've stripped faster alone.
But who cared about speed when a maid was undressing me?
As Chloe pulled down my pants, my massive cock sprang free from my underwear, landing right on her face with a heavy thud.
"Gasp!"
She startled at the sight of it on her face.
"Th-this... S-sorry!"
"It's fine."
Satisfied with her service, I headed to the bathroom.
-Splash.
A nice shower after so long.
Where does this water even come from?
Lilliana had just plopped down the mansion as-is.
Yet clean water poured out endlessly.
Had to give Lilliana credit.
As I relaxed under the showerhead,
Chloe slipped into the bathroom, her maid uniform shed, wearing only a towel.
"Hm?"
The towel barely covered her vital spots.
Couldn't fool my eyes, though.
Not exactly glamorous, but her fresh, well-proportioned body was appealing.
Seemed she planned to assist with the bath too.
I hadn't expected that far... though of course I wanted it.
A bit sudden, though.
We'd gone straight into the labyrinth after appointing her as my personal maid, so no time for deeper relations.
Did Maria train her?
Or was it just standard maid protocol...?
Was I too caught up in modern preconceptions?
When in Rome, do as the Romans do.
Had to ditch those outdated modern hang-ups.
"You okay with this?"
"Yes."
Blushing, Chloe seemed to understand my meaning.
"Pardon the intrusion."
With that, she began lathering my body with soap, meticulously.
She started from the back.
Shoulders, back, ass, legs.
Once the back was done, she came around front.
Her pretty face was flushed.
Her skin glistened wet, filling my view.
Naturally, her eyes trembled slightly upon seeing my hardening cock.
It had stood tall the moment she entered, proudly displaying its massive presence.
Chloe hesitated briefly but professionally began soaping from my chest downward.
Her slick hands glided over my chest, inching lower... My enormous shaft thrust forward inescapably.
Her gaze soon locked onto it, unable to look away.
-Gulp.
Chloe swallowed dryly.
"P-pardon me."
Her flushed face in hand, she grasped my cock with both hands and began soaping it up. The soft touch and slippery lather sent chills of pleasure up my spine.
"Mm..."
A groan escaped me unwittingly.
-Slap. Slap.
Her gentle strokes.
Chloe rubbed my cock far longer than needed for soaping.
Looking down, her flushed face was diligently working it over.
-Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap.
She showed no signs of stopping until the end.
With such enthusiasm from a lady, I had to reward her.
I let the rising pleasure loose without holding back.
-Spluuurt!!
Thick white ropes erupted violently from the tip, splattering her hair and face mercilessly.
"Ah!"
So much that her hair and entire face were drenched in sticky white cum.
"Ah..."
Covered head to toe in my seed, she sat dazed on the bathroom floor.