Chapitre 5: Sculpted body Mixture
The little maid takes her time in the bath, likely recovering from the shock of losing her virginity to her female master. I sit on the red couch in front of the crackling fireplace, while drinking a glass of wine. The black and red robe drapes my figure, showing my thighs and the space between my breasts. Honestly, I would be attracted to me.
I hear the water of the tub being disturbed and assume that Annie finally got out of the water. I set my wine down on the table beside the couch and wait for the girl. She eventually comes around in a white robe and looks at me with a blush on her face. She goes to sit on the opposite side of the couch from me, but I stop her.
"Does my little baby not want to cuddle me?"
I ask her softly. Her body stiffens as she hears that. I suppose she thought I couldn't hear her. I motion her over and she obediently stands in front of me. I grab her hips and turn her around before getting her to sit down beside me.
I lay her head on my lap and start running my nails through her hair gently. I start humming a song to her. I pick up a book on the desk beside me and pretend to be reading through it, but in actuality I'm putting a seal on Annie that will protect her from any attack below the 9th circle level, or the Mythic Knight rank of physical attacks. I hide it in her scalp, because it does create a slight tattoo on the skin.
I put my hand under her chin and run my thumb down her cheek, and notice that she's slowly falling asleep. I chuckle to myself and talk softly,
"Ha, don't worry baby girl, I'll take care of you."
The maid slowly falls asleep in my lap, curling up into a ball and smiling.
I cast a floating spell on her and move her into my bed and create a temporary clone for her to cuddle. I get dressed in a red slim fitting dress with a black shawl and head towards my fathers study.
I'm going to ask him to get a few ingredients to create a bath that'll strengthen my skin. Human skin can't retain mana normally. However, if you strengthen your skin to a point that it can actually hold mana which will strengthen it even further and makes your skin much more beautiful.
For a body like Rosanna's, I may end up being considered the god of beauty at that point. I get to my fathers office and knock on the door. I hear a voice come from inside,
"Come in."
I walk in and immediately my father drops the pen in his hand and walks over to me to help me walk. I act as though I'm still weak and let him lead me over to the chair,
"Rosanna, why aren't you being helped? Is your maid slacking?"
I shake my head no and say,
"No, father. I noticed how tired she was and ordered her to rest while I came here. She's taken quite good care of me. I came here because I was reading a book after my bath and found a recipe for a medicinal bath that would help me get my strength back."
He nods his head at that and speaks,
"It's good that the girl is taking care of you. What's this recipe you found?"
I take out a piece of paper I created using magic that had the recipe for the Sculpted Body mixture. While not the strongest mixture, it would be a good start until I can find the better materials. My father reads the note and holds his chin in thought,
"Two stalks of Gheringer, one stalk of Verinder, a handful of lavender petals, a cup of Jelpan oil, and a gallon of Minotaur blood… Hmm."
He thinks for a few seconds,
"I can get most of this rather easily, as I could just put some requests in at the adventurer's guild for most of it. The Jelpan oil may be difficult to get. The territory that grows the Jelpan flower is known for being stingy with their portions. I believe it's a county, so we could pressure them, but that would worsen relations with quite a few other nobles."
I nod at his words and indeed it would. It would be seen the same as a count pressuring a commoner to become his concubine, an abuse of power. However, I know something he doesn't.
"I can get the Jelpan oil if you can set up a tea party for me. We can say it's in celebration for my resurrection. I believe I can convince the countess' daughter into giving me an entire gallon of it. She's well known for having a soft spot for the ill, and her mother is well known for having a soft spot for her."
My father nods his head and speaks again,
"Ah, I forgot the countess is the head of their household. Your idea is indeed a good one. Maybe we could build relations with the countess through this as well."
I nod my head. Indeed, Countess Triapan is well known for her stingy nature. However, that vanishes when it comes to her daughter Nala. Due to the countess being the stronger of the two, she is the head of household while her husband takes on the role of the administration of the properties. Stuff like the shipment of the territory goes through her.
The kingdom of Gaera is seen as an enigma. Originally it was a Queendom founded by Queen Gaera after her successful rebellion against the Empire of Perotell. It immediately had a system in place where the stronger person of the two heads of noble houses would be the actual head regardless of gender. The Queen was also a known lesbian, and thus homosexuality was legal since the very beginning of this kingdom. The people worship Queen Gaera as a goddess now, even though she only ever reached the 9th circle before her passing.
Most other kingdoms and empires are strict patriarchies or matriarchies, and nearly all have outlawed homosexuality.
These laws have allowed the countess full control over the territory for better or worse. However, I know the countess is suffering from an illness that can be cured with the bath mixture I plan to create. So, even if she doesn't send me enough oil, I'll still have a plan b. Plan c will just be me creating a whole bunch of magic stones and trading them for the oil, but let's hope it doesn't come to that.
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An aged purple haired woman sits at a desk in the corner of a small study, going through various bits of paperwork. If one were to look closely, one could see vibrant green eyes peering at an envelope labeled,
[From Duke Pultovia]
She reaches out towards a letter opener with a gloved hand and gently opens the letter.
"Countess Triapan, as I'm sure you've heard, my daughter, Rosanna, has recently been blessed by the gods and has been resurrected. In celebration, we plan on inviting various ladies to partake in a tea party planned by my daughter. Thus, we nearby invite your daughter to attend said tea party. We eagerly await your response."
The countess looks at the letter and sets it down. She lets out a sigh and pulls a rope dangling beside her desk. Seconds later, a butler comes in. The woman wears a traditional butler uniform with a pink flower with red berries coming from the center on her chest. Any person who knows the Jelpan flower's rarity would pull their hair out at such an absurd use of the thing. The white haired, middle aged butler speaks,
"Your excellency, what may you need?"
The countess speaks in a slightly gravelly voice,
"Send Nala in. I must ask her something."
The butler bows and walks back out of the room. The countess stands with the letter in her hand and uses a cane to walk over towards the seats in the corner of her study. She takes a pitcher of water and pours herself a small glass of it. A few minutes later, the doors to her study open and her daughter walks in.
The girl has purple hair like her mother and a gentle demeanor. Her eyes are a beautiful yellow and her cheeks are rosy as well. The countess smiles at the girl and beckons her to sit beside her,
"Nala, my dear, I have received a letter from someone."
The 17 year old girl speaks up in confusion,
"Yes?"
The countess shows her the letter, or more specifically the name on the letter. She lets her daughter soak in who exactly it was who sent said letter and continues,
"The duke's daughter wishes to hold a tea party celebrating her resurrection. You have been chosen as a guest of the event. Would you like for me to send them a reply?"
Nala hurriedly nods her head and talks excitedly,
"Yes! Yes of course! I would love to go!"
The countess smiles at her daughter's excited nature but she can't help but worry.
'The noble girls can be awfully venomous people. I hope nothing bad happens to her. If she could befriend the duke's daughter, that would be good.'
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AN: apparently my book is gonna be in fresh stories tomorrow? so i decided im gonna go ahead and release all my chapters today. which is like two if im honest.
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