The chain of events, starting from the murder of a young boy.

As Shen Liangchuan was taking a bath, he suddenly remembered that Song Cheng needed an urgent document from him. 
As a result, he did not wash himself as detailedly as usual. He quickly rinsed himself and wrapped his body with a bath towel, and then stepped out of the bathroom. He did not think too much at all about pushing the door of the study open. At first glance, he saw that the girl was startled. As she suddenly regained her composure, she stared blankly at him in fright. 
He narrowed his eyes and asked casually, "What are you doing?"
While he finished speaking, he took a step and headed into the room. He saw that she had pushed aside the painting, uncovering the safe. 
He looked at her, puzzled. He could not decipher her intentions at the moment. 
Qiao Lian bit her lip. Her heart was pounding rapidly. She felt that this was by far the most nerve-wrecking encounter she had had recently! 
She had entered his study in an attempt to steal something, but was caught red-handed by him. Was there anything that could be more miserable than this?
She stretched the corners of her mouth—her facial expression was a little unnatural. Then she worked hard to try to appear to be frank. She conveniently placed the painting back in its original position. Her eyes darted around the room with guilt. She made sure she did not look at him and then said, "I- I am here to ask you to have your dinner, but I did not expect that you wouldn't be in the study." 
She turned and looked at the room's decor. Changing the subject, she said, "Your study room is very well decorated." 
Pointing at the same painting, she added, "I thought this painting looked a little strange, so I walked over to take a look. I did not expect that there was a safe behind."
Shen Liangchuan did not comment on her words. He turned around and headed to his desk. He lifted the telephone and, at the same time, replied, "Do you know that you have a habit?" 
"What?"
"You do not dare to look into the person's eyes when you are lying."
Qiao Lian suddenly panicked. She knew that the excuse that she had made up earlier on simply did not work with Shen Liangchuan.
She bit her lip, as her heart raced.
She looked nervously at Shen Liangchuan, but found that he was just sitting there, staring at his computer screen.
Although he wasn't staring at her with his dark black eyes, she felt a sense of pressure directed towards her. 
"What did you come to my study for?"
These simple and honest words came without any emotional fluctuations, yet it was tough not to answer. 
Qiao Lian lowered her head. With fear and trepidation, she said, "I- I came here to see what you were up to." 
Came to see what he was up to?
Shen Liangchuan froze for a second. Never had he thought that a sentence like this would come from her. 
When he had picked her up after she finished work, the two of them hadn't spoken at all on the way home. But back at home, he had only gone to take a bath and she already missed him and wanted to be with him? 
He suddenly recalled the words that she had said this morning, while he took her to work. "Shen Liangchuan, I like you."
Having said that, could it be that she had wanted to be with him, so that was why she had gone to his study?
As soon as he thought of this, the corners of his lips unknowingly began to slightly raise. He felt like his mood had been uplifted in an instant. 
He faintly humphed affirmingly and then continued looking at his computer.
His reaction made Qiao Lian unable to decipher his thoughts.
It seemed like he didn't intend to pursue the matter, and hence Qiao Lian momentarily breathed a sigh of relief.
She casually remarked, "Shen Liangchuan, no matter how busy you are with your work, you have to remember to take your dinner. I—"
He hadn't said "you go out first" yet. Instead, she saw him lift his head and stare at her intensely. 
Qiao Lian had originally wanted to continue speaking, but she instantly swallowed her words and dared not speak.
Why was he looking at her this way?
Was it because… she was nosey and long-winded and therefore she irritated him?


They say the greatest blessing is marrying the idol you always dreamed of.

But Qiao Lian knows that reality is different...

The Internet claims that Best Actor Shen Liangchuan is a male god who is unaffected by any sexual drive, but Qiao Lian vehemently disagrees. It's a lie!

After finally carrying out the contract, Qiao Lian burst out, "I want a divorce! I don't want such a life!"

Blour? Mag glanced at the information displayed by the omniscient door, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.
"Is that Uncle Blour's voice?" Anna sat up with an elated look on her face.
Mag smiled and nodded as he said, "That's right, Blour's back. Why don't we go downstairs to greet them?"
"Yes!" Anna carefully emerged from under the blanket, and then tucked it around Amy before quickly putting on her little slippers and following Mag downstairs.
Mag switched on the light in the restaurant before quickly opening the doors.
Sally and Blour stood outside with the latter in female attire, and both of them were looking quite disheveled. Behind them stood close to 100 elves with their clothes in tatters. The autumn nights were quite cold, so many of the children among them were shivering.
Most of these elves were women and children, and they all appeared to be quite exhausted yet slightly fearful as they looked at Mag.
However, they then caught sight of the warm light in the restaurant, as well as the beautiful decor within the building, and their eyes lit up in unison. 
Mag couldn't help but falter slightly upon seeing this. For a split second, he had thought that he was looking at a group of refugees. In his heart, elves were all graceful beings that valued their cleanliness very highly; how had they been reduced to such a pitiful state?
Anna emerged from behind Mag, and she looked at the cross-dressing Blour with a hesitant expression as she asked, "U-Uncle Blour?"
"Anna… I… You see…" Blour leaned down and rubbed his hands together in a rather awkward manner as he looked back at Anna. He didn't think that his cross-dressing fetish was anything to be ashamed of, but he was still rather concerned that Anna would renounce him because of it, so he was scrambling for a way to explain himself.
Much to his surprise, Anna charged over and jumped into his arms before winding her little arms tightly around his neck.
Blour's mouth gaped open slightly as he stiffened on the spot, and only after a while did he slowly wrap his arms around Anna as a vibrant smile appeared on his face.
"I was afraid that you'd left just like Grandpa. I don't want you to go," Anna sobbed.
"I'm not going anywhere, so don't you worry." Blour patted Anna's back in a comforting manner.
After hugging Blour for a while, Anna let go and wiped away her tears before turning and throwing her arms around Sally.
"Don't cry, Anna." Sally wiped away the tears in Anna's eyes, and stroked her hair as a smile also appeared on her face.
"I'm glad you're back." Mag appraised the two of them with a smile, then turned to the elves behind them, and said, "From the looks of it, you've done something quite praiseworthy as well."
Blour looked into Mag's eyes with a beseeching expression, and said, "Boss Mag, I have a request; can you please cook a meal for all of my brethren here? They haven't eaten for two whole days, and they've walked all the way here. I'll pay for all of their meals."
Sally was also looking at Mag with an expectant look in her eyes. She opened her mouth to say something, but swallowed her words in the end.
Mamy Restaurant was a high-end restaurant. It was always kept pristine and tidy, yet these elves had been locked up in underground cellars for a long time, so they were all quite dirty and, quite frankly, rather smelly. They had been concerned that they'd encounter other mercenary squads that would hunt them down in the past two days, so they had been traveling without rest, thereby affording them no time to wash. As such, it would be very understandable if Mag were to turn down this request.
Anna looked at all of these elves, and tears began to well up in her eyes again. She didn't know any of them, but she had already guessed that they had to have been captured by those abhorrent demons, while Blour and Sally were the ones who had saved them.
Looking at them evoked within her memories of her grandfather. Only then did she understand why her grandfather refused to allow her to be captured even at the expense of his life, and she turned around to look at Mag with tears swimming in her eyes.
Mag looked at the elven children with a sympathetic expression on his face. He couldn't see any noticeable wounds on their bodies, but the inferiority and fear in their eyes tugged directly at his heartstrings. What kind of torture had these children endured to become like this? Those demons really did deserve to die!
"Come in, I'll cook for all of you." Mag stepped aside with a gentle smile on his face, leaving the entrance open to everyone.
Blour extended a deep bow toward Mag as he said in a solemn voice, "Thank you."
"Thank you, Boss." Sally also nodded as she expressed her gratitude.
"Uncle Mag is the best!" Anna looked up at Mag. Tears swirled in her eyes, but she forced them back in the end.
The elves entered the restaurant; due to limited number of seats, many of the elves could only stand. Some of the children managed to share a chair in twos, while others carefully sat on the ground.
The pleasant warmth in the restaurant made the elves a lot more relaxed, and they began to inspect their surroundings with curiosity in their eyes. The beautiful decor, the warm chandeliers, the intricate wall art… Everything was so surreal in their eyes after that nightmarish ordeal.
Even though they were feeling slightly more relaxed, the elves were still extremely subdued and self-conscious. Even the elves who were sitting the ground were kneeling as they did so, not wanting to dirty the floor with their shoes or take up any extra space.
Mag went upstairs before quickly returning. He looked at Sally with a smile, and said, "Go and take a bath, Aisha. I've prepared a set of clothes for you in the bathroom."
Sally wanted to refuse as she shook her head. "I'm fine—" 
However, Mag cut her off as he continued, "With so many customers, I need your help. In your current state, I can't allow you to serve food in the restaurant."
Sally looked at her bloodstained clothes and nodded before quickly heading upstairs.
"Boss Mag, do you need a hand from me?" Blour asked.
Mag shook his head with a smile as he replied, "You can take a seat. I'd never ask for help from one of my customers."
"Is Big Sister Aisha back?" Babla had heard what was going on downstairs, and she looked at all of the elves in the restaurant with a surprised look on her face.
"That's right." Mag nodded as he turned to Babla with a smile, and said, "I'll be requiring your help as well."
Soon, one cup of water after another flew out of the kitchen before landing in front of the elves with unerring accuracy. The water in the cups didn't even ripple in the slightest in the process, and all of the elves could only look on with astonishment and admiration in their eyes.
After taking a bath, Sally came downstairs in a floral qipao, and her dazzling beauty stunned all of the elves present even further.
Inside the kitchen, all of the stoves had been switched on, and Mag was cooking multiple dishes like a master chef. In what seemed like the blink of an eye, several portions of Yangzhou fried rice were ready; the rate at which Mag was cooking was simply phenomenal.
"These dishes are ready to be served," Mag said as he cleaned his pot, while Babla stared at the 20 portions of Yangzhou fried rice on the counter with her mouth gaping in shock.
That was so fast! It took Babla a while to collect herself before she returned to her senses, and she pointed a finger at the portions of Yangzhou fried rice, sending them flying out of the kitchen toward the elves waiting outside.


In Chaos City on the Norland Continent, there is a strange restaurant.

Here, elves and dwarves share tables. Beastmen are prohibited from making a din, and giant dragons can only seat around the tiny square in front of the restaurant. Even demons have to bring their own stools…

But it is such a strange restaurant that has long lines outside every day.

Elves are stuffing kebabs, paying no mind to their manners; giant dragons are sitting around a hot pot, strainers in their hands; demons are eating nice-looking dango…

"There's no other place on this continent where you can find food like that! The boss here is a genius!" a customer provides such a review. Then, he gives a furtive look at the door. "Also, don't you think of kidnapping the boss away or dine-and-dashing, or you will suffer a tragic death."

"Eat, pay, or you will be beaten to death." says a cute little girl in her childish voice as she trots forward. A five-meter tall dragon shivers when it meets her eyes.

Sixteenth of Growth (Month 2) of the Year 997 - Sengi Council Side Chambers

During the initial agreement. Auryn had made sure to put in a few requests of her own as she now sat in her room in one of the top class inns. This room getting provided to them by the council who was footing the bill for this luxury room.

The room itself was rather large on the top floor. Two large double king sized bed's sat in the main room with several dressers and mirrors. The decor similar to old European with wood finishes to the walls and ceiling.

While the room was not as impressive compared to the vampires hot spring, it was still a lovely room with fresh sheets, multiple windows and fresh food and water in an ice bath at the side. 

In one of the side rooms connecting to the main bedroom was a great bathroom. Each tile on the floor made out of a type of marble slate and a decently sized bath filled with water from an outside container. This service was costing nearly four hundred to five hundred gold per night at the least due to the use of water and food alone.

Auryn watched as both Kaye and Kai came from the bathroom. Kaye please at the bath while it seemed Kai was ever neutral about the whole process. Both girls were sitting on one of the beds as Auryn stared out the window again as she noticed the people going about the daily business. 

"This town is so amazing compared to the other areas of the Vortex. It's a free area compared to the people of the church, and it has so many nice things!"

Auryn looked over to Kaye with a soft smile. It seemed the woman was not all to bright when it came to things worked around here. She knew first hand as she had tried to enter this city around a month ago herself.

"This city is very restrictive. If you are not a Dwarf or a Dark Elf, then you will be denied residence in the city. Even if you have enough money to purchase a room like this, you will still not get access to live here."

Those words alone caused Kaye to stop as she turned to look at the woman in confusion. Apparently in a state of wonder at why would a town send away people that did not conform to a particular race standard.

"What do you mean?"

Her question was innocent enough as Auryn turned to the woman with another smile. Similar to Nathan's as it was filled with kindness as she stood up and moved to the ice bucket, picking out an apple from it before taking a bite.

"This apple here costs roughly twenty Sengi Silvers. That is roughly three to four gold. The only place I know that has more expensive food is Senoa. The reason for this huge price is because the entire town produces no food. They import most of the food themselves. Mostly from Baski and some from the outside world."

Tossing the apple to Kaye who took it with a small frown as she bit down into the other end of the apple, chewing it slowly as she quickly swallowed it as she thought of a question.

"Baski is dying, and the Outside exit is in the North West while this town is in the North East. It's so far away. How will they get food over here?"

Kai shook her head as she looked away. Kaye confused again as she looked between Auryn and Kai. One smiling while the other looked regretful.

"They won't is the simple answer. If we did not come along and offer this deal, they might not have any decent food supply, and the town would collapse. I doubt this town has much food saved up that is long lasting. With the outer-ring of the city already starving most of the time due to the lack of food it would descend to civil violence, and the people would leave back to the areas with food."

Kaye stared with disbelief as she listened to this. Her eyes were growing wide as she did not know what to say as she sat down on the bed drying herself off with a frown coming onto her face. 

"So you are saying that without us they are doomed to starve and die?"

Kaye spoke as Auryn began to smirk as she also let out a soft sigh.

"Do not say it as such even though that is correct. We hold a rather high advantage if we are good enough we may get some nice benefits. I think I know Nathan well enough to say that we don't want to push our advantage and being generous will foster better relationships."

Both women nodded in response as everyone began to get ready for the meeting to come, after spending such a night in a lovely room with such amenities the council had hoped to soften them up for the meeting to begin. It was a shame that Auryn knew the tactics well and had already given the true worth of her town to her group.

A soft knock at the door as a male voice rang out to the people inside. Denoth was speaking through the entrance to the people on the other side.

"I've spoken to the council. We are to be given a tour before the meeting happens. They want to show us the goods they are offering before we make any final deals."

Auryn moved to the door as she opened it to let the man inside. Denoth clearly nervous as he sat inside on one of the chairs as he shook his head. "I hope you all know what you are doing. If we can't deliver the goods then issues will arise."

With a gentle pat on the man's shoulder as Auryn gave him some small amounts of comfort. "I've gotten a tool to help with negotiations and I'm sure they will see it our way when it comes down to it they have little choice in the matter. They will have no other choice when it comes to both food and water when they figure out what has happened to the town of Baski." 

Denoth calmed down, Kaye and Kai again nodding as the group stood up and got ready to depart.

"Alright, let's go make a deal!"

Nathan Blackrose finds himself just on the verge of enacting his revenge. After years of devotion and suffering to build his company from the ground up, he was betrayed by his "friends" and co-founders.  They were going to launch the product of his genius, the world's first VRMMORPG, as their own.  Several years and countless hours have passed since his exile. 

His entire existence has been devoted to the design, coding, and testing of his new project which would be the most in-depth VR game launched in history. He didn't desire the title of first anymore, just "The Best".  As soon as he launched Celerin, the shadow lingering after the betrayal would be severed and he would stand at the top of the world. Just one more bug fix to go.

"Would you like to enter the world: (Y/N)" 

This choice would forever shape him as he was pulled into the world he created, not as a player but as a god.

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Her name was Rei Seo, a young girl at the age of sixteen. Since she was born, she was adventurous curious and kind. Orphaned as a toddler, she was brought into a monastery and trained into a warrior monk due to her affinity with nature.

She continued her training until she mastered the basics on her sixteenth birthday and was given the chance to leave the monastery to begin her own life. In this world she was considered two years into her adult life and yet was one of the most talented monks to have been released.

She stood four foot eleven inches, an entire foot shorter than Daiki Takamori. Her hair was a blue-black and only an inch in length. Her face had a soft rounded jaw with a pointed chin, her hairline forming that of a soft heart. 

If it wasn't for her rectangular and androgynous form, Daiki wouldn't have confused her for a pretty lookin boy. Though at the same time, this worked to her advantage.

A few hours after leaving the forest with the local Lord's men, Daiki and the Monk entered a drawn carriage. 

"Where to, Young Master?" The man speaking in a fluent accent asked as he glanced over his shoulder towards the two seated side by side. His eyes narrowing on the monk for a few moments before glancing forward.

Moistening his lips and swallowing shallowly, "Home," was the only word which escaped his lips.

Nodding, "Of course Young Master." The carriage driver drew the roof and snapped the reigns. In moment's notice they were off towards the city sprawled across the plains surrounded by the sea of mountains and forests. In the distance, they could see the ocean passed the city limits. 

The sight was breath taking experience. The sun was setting and the sky was decorated by the gold rays and red rings. Darkness was encroaching on the land in more ways than one. 

The ride was bumpy, the dirt path leading into the city was uneven and covered in stones. While the roads within the city were maintained and tiled, the paths outside weren't very much so. Even in the villages on the way over to the city itself. 

Daiki's head leaned back against the seat, the cushion allowing his head to sink into it. His eyes dully gazing forward, not bothering looking at the monk which sat beside him.

Rei however was looking over him the entire time. While he still smelled of what he had fallen and rolled around within, he was definitely an attractive man. Attractive enough to grasp her curiosity and thirst for adventure. His timid nature was the only thing that threw her off.
From the corner of his eye, he caught her gaze and pursed his lips in thought. Looking down towards his swords which were now at his waist, he stared at them. The look he gave them was one of disappointment.

He had the ability to use these swords against training dummies and in spars against those below him. Yet he had fear of true battle. True confrontation with possible death. Bleeding, pain, they were his enemies. 

"Takamori-dono," Rei would address Daiki formally as she gently patted his shoulder. 

Snapping out of it, he gave her a look before turning his attention to the world in front of him. Their vibrant colors slowly losing their brightness as the sun was slowly becoming absent. 

He wore a face of contempt, he didn't know how to value himself. Why was this feeling bothering him? He was about to go home, have a hot bath and laze around before getting back to his hobbies the next day.

'Status,' Daiki said within his mind as he awaited for his status to appear to show him his current skills. 
¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯
Name: Daiki Takamori
Age: Eighteen
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Title: Lord

Strength: A
Perception: B
Endurance: C
Charisma: D
Intelligence: S++
Agility: A
Luck: A

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He stared at his status, though it looked as if he was completely spaced out once again by he others. He remained like this until they showed up in the front of his estate.

"We're here, Takamori-Dono," The monk nudged the man's shoulder and smirked at him as he glanced over at her and nodded. 

Watching his feet, he would swiftly escape from the confinement of the carriage an walk along the granite pathway leading to the gateway of his property. The door opened and revealed young women lined up along the sides of the path.

They held prideful postures, their heads held high. Many of them kept their eyes on their master, blank smiles placed upon their faces. However when the monk appeared walking in beside him, many of their smiles disappeared.

Who was the person walking beside him so casually? A monk? Some of them with greater perception could see through her guise and into the person's heart. 

A female monk? Their eyes centered on their master who's hand was mere centimeters away from Rei. 

Rei could feel a great amount of intrigue emanating from the women awaiting them. Many of them were around her age, if not a few years older. It was just as the rumors said, his mother hired all women to take up positions in his estate. 

As the two walked down the isle of servants, they made their way to the front door where he kicked off his sandals an walked inside. Sliding the door open and leaving it so for his new servant.

Removing her foot wraps, the monk would leave them outside as she walked in and closed the doors behind them. Turning her head she looked towards Daiki she was rather curious of the lack of communication he had. Even though he was timid, she wondered how the house even functioned like this. Did he have someone to speak for him? Was he lonely?

Eventually as she watched him, he disappeared around a corner. She could hear running water and a gentle smell of sulfur. From what the history of this city had, it was apparent that a hot spring had been here before. So he had it as his personal bath?

Rei flushed a light red as she imagined having a whole bath to herself and almost melted on the spot. She hurried over to the corner that her new master had went and paused as she made it to her desired destination.

Her face turned an extreme red, flustered by the sight of Daiki undressing; tossing his dirty layers of robing and pants to the ground and walking inside; sliding the door closed behind him. 

Gulping with a glint in her eye, she walked over and reached down, picking up his clothes and tucking them under her arm and placed them into a nearby basket beside the door. "He's lazy," a grin covered her lips as she made this observation. 

With one finger, she opened the door just enough to see inside the room which had stone flooring and lush vegetative decor. There he was, just sitting in the water. It appears he had already rinsed and washed himself off and was relaxing.

A foreigner washes onto the shore of the Fúshān Continent. 
As a Child he has no memory, but wakes up with the System of a Righteous Warrior.
He fears the world he finds, isn't the world he believes he should remember.
He is taken in and adopted by the local Daimyo lord who cannot sire his own.
Incapable of interacting with the opposite sex, he is sent to a separate estate.
All of the servants are hired by his adoptive mother...
All of these servants turn out to be young girls!
He gets the hint, yet finds himself unable to cope!

Xeon was being surrounded by three wolves who had questioning gazes except for Fanga, who only had a curios gaze.

Xeon couldn't tell them that he was a reincarnated dragon king, its just too unbelievable.

In the end, Xeon just told them about how he had just woken up in the middle of the woods, and didn't know why and why he knows their language. Xeon had no choice but to feign ignorance and at the same time be smart.

"Well, if you do not remember it is fine, but you will still have to find out soon."

"Yeah! Big Brother Xeon had no memories from the start? Isn't that lonely?"

"Are you sure you don't rememeber?" Argus, the King Wolf still had suspicions.

"Darling, there is no need to pester the poor thing."

"Yeah!" Both females were trying to stop his suspicions, in the end Argus could only sigh at the thought his wife and daughter could be tricked with sweet words. Yet unbeknownst to him, the Queen is still suspicious, she just had to bring the truth out of Xeon.

After that, Xeon was about to say goodbye to the three when all of a sudden Fanga invited Xeon.

"Yes, Xeon it's cold out here isn't it? Besides, Fanga has taken quite the liking to you." Anrosia, was the name of the Queen Wolf offered Xeon the exact same invitation but with a motherly voice behind it.

Xeon thought back to all the cold, wet and extremely hungry nights and smiled bitterly and had to accept. 

Xeon pictured a kingdom with castle walls, and civilized wolves, with many buildings. He pictures a single sized bed for him to sleep on and unlimited food.

But when they got there, Xeon now knows never to have Expectations fight Reality.

"Heehee, pretty cool right? Right?" Fanga was paws on Xeon's knees wagging her tail and looking up at his face expecting a praise.

There was a wall, it was sturdy and it could tank a blast from an Emperor Level but it just looked like boulders merged together forming a huge wall. Yes there was a bed and it was a single sized one, single sized for a wolf that is. And yes food is free, if you can hunt it. The kingdom looked like a normal kingdom but they didn't had much materials so they had to improvise. There were wolf civilians as well but they were not happy having a human in their kingdom, they even started to doubt their king.

"Uhmmmmm, is the walls supposed to look that unbalanced?" As stated before, Xeon doesn't know how to read the room nor fix it. 

"Hmph! Meanie!" As Fanga walked away pouting from Xeon, Argus harrumphed and told Xeon that their kingdom used to be as pretty as the dragon king's, War and raids did a number on it over the past few millennia. Not only that, there were big changes that instead of making the kingdom better, the civilians instead were unadapted to it, thus more criminals, traitors and other trouble makers. The kingdom was in shambles, it was unorganized, the civilians don't trust their King anymore, but their food stock is pretty stable considering the raids and robberies.

Argus was young when his father was killed by a human, ever since then he never trusted themand doesn't, he considered Xeon coming here as an insult but at the same time he thinks Xeon should consider coming here as mercy and a pleasure. 

When Argus became king at a young age it meant trouble. He didn't know how to insinuate laws and different ideas and projects for the kingdom, because unlike his subjects he adapts extremely quick to change.

Argus told Xeon about all the problems, hoping to see a smirk from Xeon, but to his suprise,he found a worried face with eyes of eagerness, eagerness to help fix this kingdom.

As they walked around the capital, there were stalls wherein wolves sell meat and wolf-made armor.

"Wolf armor!?" This was Xeon's first time seeing wolf-made armor. Seeing Xeon's expression Fanga couldn't help but smirk and brag about her kingdom.
"Heehee, I told you our kingdom is great!" Fanga said with a huge grin on her snout. Xeon wanted to know more so he and Fanga just kept talking.

When they got to the Castle it wasn't actually as bad as the outside, the walls had decoration, there were pillars and different floor materials and decor.

Xeon was actually impressed with all of it, if it wasn't so scuffed and damaged. Signs of wars and raids can be seen, scratch marks, arrow marks even explosion marks that indicate that magic was used.

Xeon was brought to his bedroom and it looked like a caveman's makeshift bedroom.

Everything was made of stone but carved, his bed,his chairs and table were all stone. His bed had a few animal pelts and fur, there was a bowl of water and raw meat on the table. 

Anyone would want their invitation to a kingdom be a beautiful kingdom, great room and there would always be a maid that would ask you if you would like to take a bath and after the bath they would ask you to save the kingdom and marry the princess, unfortunately this isn't that type of cliche story.

A maid did come, but she's not describable as a maid, shes a four foot tall wolf that's covered in scars and pulsating muscles and she wore what would seem to be iron wolf armor, unbeknownst to anyone, it was dwarven armor.

Dwarven metal, considered the second heaviest and strongest metal and for some reason it explicitly looks and is always mistaken for iron, and it is  almost on par with dragon blood metal and dragon scales.

Yes, she did invite Xeon for a bath, a bloodbath that is. Martha the top ranker at an academy who became a mercenary who was later then hired as a maid had hated humans, before she found out about the kingdom she used to be in a pack that lived in a den, they followed the laws of the beasts.

Eat what you can eat, kill what you have to kill, mercy for those who deserve mercy, protect those who you want to protect.

It's simple yet fair.

"Oi, Human, wanna fight?" Said Martha with a really wolf-like grin.

"H...huh?" Xeon yet again was clueless.

A light then shined on Martha's body, it shaped into a human-like form and out came a voluptuous 6 foot body, her curves weren't complimented well with her muscular arms and her abs joining it were her scars everywhere on her body, she has a pretty face but it was changed into a tomboyish figure due to the scars. Her whole body made her look like a woman who decided to become a strong mercenary.

After she transformed, she grabbed Xeon by the neck and dragged him to the arena.

"Uhmm, why am I doing this again?"

"Because, you're a human."

To Xeon he would agree, but if they killed humans using this baseless opinion wouldn't they be the same as them, wouldn't that make them on the same level of low as them, Xeon wanted to teach her a lesson.

"Weapons? No weapons?"

"None." Xeon answered nonchalantly as he raise his fists up.

Martha the same but it was a different stance. One hand flat and one fist, the hand pulled backwards torso level with the fist pushed forward with the same level. She looked like she was experienced in martial arts.

She gave a teeth-showing grin as she did this stance.

"Bring it."

In this universe and possibly every other universe, everyone has a chance to become strong.

And it then happened, A human became a God.
He fixed every problems, he killed all those who deserve to be killed and he removed every threat to his universe.

Because of that, every human now wants power.

Even the God wants more power, so he created something that would change his universe and every universe forever. He created a system.

A system that keeps track of your strength and helps you become stronger.

A system that has become the God’s downfall.

It turns out that the God has reached his bottleneck, which meant that if he trains, he would die.

Because of that, the God created another system, a system that will choose someone worthy of becoming the next god, a better and easier system.

After he created this system, he waited for someone to take his life, so that he can release the system.

And so it happened, a human who was assumed “ The first God Level Human” came and ended the God’s life.

The System was released and it looked for a host, after thousands of universes it had found one, and that host... is Xeon.




Xeon is but a talented dragon, who had a bottleneck at a young age and then overcame that bottleneck and became strong. He the settled for becoming a Dragon King while other were monarchs who competed in the Universe Martial Competition.



The Humans attacked and Xeon still defeated them, the humans from a powerful sect were furious and sent the tenth seat if their most powerful members.




The human came and clashed with Xeon but in the end Xeon lost and is now dead... is now dead... ISN’T DEAD!?




Xeon was reincarnated into a cell! Xeon only has one goal, and that is to become the strongest!

The enthusiasm over volunteer medical work had not gone away yet but the Wu Tao situation was dominating the headlines. This was a big issue but if it was back in the old times, the news would not have spread to such a large extent. However, since it was the age of the internet, if something happened today, by tomorrow, the whole world would know about it. It was truly a terrifying prospect.
Also, this issue caused by this one person, Wu Tao, had implicated so many people. This was something everyone thought was unbelievable.
Whenever Lin Fan looked at the news, he would laugh. He knew a long time ago that there would be he would and up in jail and it would be a severe sentence. Wu Tao had been insistent on going against Lin Fan. That was simply asking for death.
At this moment, Wu You Lan came over and poured tea for Lin Fan. Then, she sat opposite Lin Fan, both hands under her chin, staring at him with her eyes wide open and with a twinkle in them.
Lin Fan sipped the tea, smiled and said, "You Lan, what are you doing? I can see a love-struck gleam in your eyes."
"Pah! You are the one who is love-struck. I'm just here trying to study you and see what other things you are hiding from me," Wu You Lan replied.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "If you guys didn't ask, you guys would not know. Actually, I do have one thing that I have been hiding from you guys. Do you see my two hands?"
Wu You Lan nodded and replied, "Yes I do. So what?"
"Let me tell you. My two hands are really good at scrubbing backs, it's really very comfortable," Lin Fan said. Thinking about the 11th page of knowledge made him feel like crying.
When Wu You Lan heard that, her cheeks turned red and she said, "Brother Lin, you went out for awhile and then… then, forget it," Wu You Lan said as she dejectedly went to hide in the corner.
"What's is it? I'm telling the truth," Lin Fan helplessly said.
"When it comes to back scrubbing, there really isn't anyone better than me. When I was going through tough times back then, I used to scrub backs in Xiaohong's bath center. My technique was so good that there was a long line of people chasing me to scrub their backs. It's a pity that my interests did not lie in back scrubbing. If not, I would have become the most famous back scrubber in the nation," Fraud Tian said as he reminisced about the past. He could not help letting out a sigh.
Lin Fan looked at Fraud Tian. He really despised how Fraud Tian seemed to have such exotic talents.
You are a Fraud and yet you still insist on being multi-talented. Do you not know that this will be the death of some people?
"Shall we go to the bathroom and have a contest?" Fraud Tian smiled and said.
Lin Fan shot a glance at him and said, "Who would want to compete with you? I'm going for a stroll, you guys take care of the shop."
Outside the shop.
Lin Fan went to end of Cloud Street. There was a bath center there. Although the place was not very big in size, it had a good enough reputation. The boss was a short and fat person who was very likable. Although Lin Fan interact with the guy much, he had come to queue at Lin Fan's shop many times before. After some time, they had become familiar with each other.
"Little Boss, how come you have the time to come here?" at the bath center's entrance, the boss, Elder Zeng asked with a smile on his face.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "I was thinking of you so I came over to find you."
Zeng Wei was happy at that moment. He knew what Little Boss stood for in Cloud Street so he spoke to him in a very welcoming manner, saying, "Little Boss, I bought some good teas recently, do you want to try some?"
Lin Fan had initially been planning to find a bathhouse. If he was going to go to someone else's house for it, he might as well go to his neighbors' one. He then smiled and said, "Looks like I'll have to trouble you to do that."
...
Zeng Wei brewed the tea, poured it for him and said, "Please, try it."
Lin Fan had no idea how to judge tea so he took a sip and said, "Not bad, not bad. Oh yes, Elder Zeng, how has your business been, recently?"
Zeng Wei shook his head and said, "Passable. It hasn't been doing poorly but hasn't been earning much money either. Looks like you're having trouble believing what I'm saying."
Lin Fan nodded and said, "It is a little hard to believe. The shop's decor isn't bad and the location is quite good. How can you not be earning money?"
Zeng Wei laughed and said, "It's because I don't have that thing. You should know what it is."
"Haha," Lin Fan smiled and said, "I know, I know."
He was talking about prostitutes, wasn't he?
However, it was true. Here in Shanghai, this field was well developed. Eight out of every ten of these bathhouses would have such an item. As for the other two, they depended entirely on their own capabilities.
"When I first opened this store, I had analyzed the situation. What I saw were many laborers that came to Shanghai. However, what I did not realize is that when people came to these bathhouses, they were also there to relax. Not just relax, but to do that also. So, given that I don't provide that, how can I compete with others? Look at that Golden Phoenix Bath Centre. Their one night of business is equal to a month of mine. Don't you think that is scary?" Zeng Wei said. Zeng Wei admired them but would not dare to do something like that because if he got caught, it would be a tragedy.
"They are that amazing?" Lin Fan exclaimed.
"Definitely. They are not just amazing but they are simply money grabbing. You see, their lowest price is 698 dollars and the highest goes up to 1288. There are even times where they are at full capacity. Also, if you want to go for higher quality, it can go up to two or three thousand dollars. However, that's other people's business. I'll just mind my own, I don't have the guts to do something like that."
Lin Fan nodded and then asked, "Oh yeah, I'm prepared to work here as a back-scrubber, what do you think of that?"
"Sure," Zeng Wei laughed and said. Then, his expression changed and he was dumbfounded as he looked at Lin Fan and said, "Little Boss, what did you say just now?"
Lin Fan blinked his eyes and then said, "I want to come here and work as a back scrubber, what do you think of that?"
Zeng Wei had a stupid look on his face as he looked at Lin Fan and said, "Little Boss, you aren't pulling my leg right? How can my small little shop…"
Lin Fan cut him off and said, "So will you let me? We are all neighbors, I won't joke with you like that."
"You know how to scrub backs?" Zeng Wei doubtfully asked.
"What a joke. My back scrubbing skills are the best in the world. As long as I come here to work, your business will turn around and increase more than tens of times," Lin Fan boasted.
Regarding Little Boss' request, he did not reject it. Even if Little Boss did not know how to do it, he still had to agree since it was the Little Boss asking.
Also, Little Boss was so popular around Cloud Street and everyone admired him. So he might be able to bring some extra business along.
"Okay, then it's a deal. You can relax, I guarantee that I am not wrong," Lin Fan said as he got up. "I shan't bother you anymore, I'm going to buy some goods. As for wages, you need not bother about that."
Zeng Wei was still in shock and he said, "Little Boss, why are you doing this?"
Lin Fan very seriously replied, "To experience every profession. To leave a legend in this industry. To become the benchmark in this industry. I don't think you will understand. That's all, I shall take my leave."
Zeng Wei still had that retarded look on his face as he stared at Lin Fan. He had already been left in a daze by him. He still did not understand what was going on and even after much thought, he still did not get it. He felt that Little Boss was really too impulsive, acting so fast and not giving people any time to react.
However, the fact that Little Boss agreed to come to his bath center and experience it would definitely help him out a lot.
Thinking about it made him feel a little happy.
The next day!
A group of unexpected guests arrived in front of the shop.
Lin Fan was astonished. What in the world was going on?


I am Lin Fan and I've become a jack of all trades just because of a powerful Encyclopedia. 
In the first ever competition organised for trolls, all the other contestants lost. The crowd exclaimed, "Brother, you're so good at trolling." 
Lin Fan replied, "But I've never been trolling..."

"Let me go!" I scratched the hand that grabbed mine and tried to kick the older woman, but she was quick to dodge it. 

"What are you trying to do, young lady?" The older woman asked, and grabbed my wrist tighter and pulled me out of the alcove. She also immediately let go to twist my hand left and right, "look at what you've done" 

She sounded hurt and frustrated. And pushed me towards the bed. 

"Saron, could you fetch the medical kit or call Dr.Jackson?" I tried to get up but she gestured to the other man and the maid who accompanied her. They both held me down by the shoulder. 

"Why are you being stubborn, Duchess?" The  older woman really looked flabbergasted. She then looked at the ropes tied on the bed 

"Was this from the ropes?" She pointed on my bruised and wounded wrist then to the ropes on the bed. She turned to glare at the maid holding me at the right side, "who did this?"

"Apologies, madam." The maid looked forlorn and lowered her head, "I was just trying to make sure she doesn't escape again. I might have tightened it unnecessarily." 

"And this ghastly decor?" The old woman pointed to the goat skull

"A remnants of the taste of the former owner of this room." The voice of the maid is so thin, it was a struggle to hear it. 

Saron got back with a bag and a familiar face behind him. 

"Dr. Jackson?" I felt betrayed and tried to stand to attack him

"So she is here" was the only words he uttered before going near me and took one of my wrist. I took that as an opportunity to smack him on the head, "Hey, what was that for?" 

"Let me go." I ordered

"Not possible, Duchess." The old woman, " behave and let Dr. Jackson check on you." I tried to relax and save my energy. Once outside I have better chances at escaping. Let them think I am cooperating. 

"What happened here, Claire?" Dr. Jackson asked as he dabbed something stingy on my wrist and wrapped it in bandage. 

"Madame took this opportunity to finally have the ceremony today."

"You do know that Micheal would go ballistic on this," when he finished with the wrist he turned to my head, inspecting any injury but when he was about to pull the skirt up of my dress, I held it down, not wanting him to see my injuries on the ankle or glance at my legs at all. "This one is as stubborn as your ward." 

"Micheal would kill you if he knew of this betrayal," I snared at Timothy, if my eyes we're daggers he would have been dead. 

"Betrayal? Kill me?" He frowned, " Aren't you going extreme and overdramatic on me?" Overdramatic?! I kick him on the shin and quickly got up of the bed to run to the opened door. "You -" 

But I was barely out the door when strong arms caught me around the waist, I tried to use my head to bash his chin but he was too tall and his grip to tight for any leverage. 

"Are you both really keen on not having this ceremony?" The old woman who Timothy called Claire now stood in front of me, her arms in akimbo. "Can't you grant an old woman's wish for this extravagance?" 

Claire took my arm and pulled me out of the man's clutches. She maybe old but her grip and strength as she pulled me along the hallway is strong, too strong for her age. 

I was pulled into a large bedroom where there were some ladies busy going to and for, holding some cloth or flowers or some boxes. In the middle of the room stood a dress form mannequin with a lovely white dress. 

"She's ready." Claire declared, "Have her take a bath and prepared for the ceremony." I was ushered to the next room by three maids. 

The rooms turns out to be a bath similar to the bathroom I used to have when I was still the 'duchess'. Large tub at the center lined with gold and intricate designs of old Egypt, it was deep enough that when I was asked to sink in, my entire body is submerged. A gold shower head that can be move is at the side, its sprout looking like a falcon. 

What is happening? A kind treatment before the sacrifice? 

The scent of that is somewhat floral and something a bit musky filled the room once the bubbles form. The maids were gentle and careful as they scrubbed my body and lather shampoo on my hair. It was like a royalty from old times given bath by their servants. They wrapped me in a soft robe and gave me to the hands of some other ladies, these ones have different uniforms. The name of a famous beauty-spa establishment shown in the logo on the right breast. 

They paid attention to my hands and feet, then did some massage on my face before guiding to to the next room where a small station that looks like the back stage scene from a fashion show was established. An enthusiastic woman pulled me towards a seat in front of a mirror and they started with makeup and hairstyle. 

"What a beautiful bride?" She sighed when she's done. 

"What?!" I stared at the white gown on the mannikin in the center of the room. 

"Time to dress-up." Claire declared as she entered the room with two maids. 

The maids started to remove the gown from the dress form. I started to stand and move back, away from their grasp. 

"Stubborn girl," Claire sighed, "Stop resisting." 

The gown was light although it was embellished beautifully. It would be easy to run if I could cut the lower part. I just feel bad for the beautiful dress once I do that. I sneakily took one of the scissors from the makeup artist case, before I followed the maids. 

We walked through towards the stairs, and I was ready to stab and cut the dress when I saw the lilies and soft toned flowers lining the balustrade of the stairs. And at the last step, one familiar person stood annoyed, although I am still a few feet away, I could see him clenched his jaw. 

"The bride." Someone announced somewhere and Micheal looked up. His jaw relaxed and he struggled to smile. 

I tucked the scissor back in the small parcel bag I was given with the bouquet of flowers at the top of the stairs. 

He walked up and held out his hand. 

"Sorry. I'll explain later." He murmured as he pulled me beside him. "Just smile and go along with it." Although he is not smiling, or he tried with the small tilt of his lips at the sides. 

When we reached the bottom of the stairs, a crying old woman approached us and hugged me. This is Micheal's grandmother - the former Princess Natalia Smith née McGregor.  

"I'm so glad to finally be able to witness your wedding ceremony." She whispered as she hug me tightly. 

Wedding? What happened to the divorce?

I clutched on Micheal's hands tightly, asking him without words what is happening. But his eyes just tells me to wait. 

Wait? Wait for what? If I walk down this aisle, it would be harder for us to ask for divorce. 

He moved his face closer to mine. To everyone it looked like he was kissing my cheek, but he just brushed his face against mine as he whispered, "Relax, I'll think of something later."

All through the ceremony, I was in a dazed. Repeating vows like a robot and going through the motions as if I was underwater. 

Until I felt his lips on mine. 

I suddenly looked up surprised at his smile.

They met. 

Samantha Kersington needed a way out -away from her family. And the solution came her way in the form of Micheal Smith. 

Micheal needed to get what was his and the answer was the young lady of the Kersington household. 

They got married, signed the documents, took some photos and went their separate ways. 

Five years later, he needed divorce. 

They met again. 

But the past came back as well. How will they solve it this time?

The massaging functions of the bathtub and the soak she had in the hot water finally made Lu Man feel more comfortable.
Her whole body was in pain, but at least she was not trembling anymore.
Han Zhuoli helped to clean Lu Man up before carrying her back onto the bed.
Though he'd done this to her himself, this time, he can only feel heartache.
Han Zhuoli kissed the corner of her lips. "I won't disturb you for more. Sleep."
Lu Man felt very troubled in her heart. If he kept wanting it like this then what was she going to do?
Han Zhuoli rubbed the frown lines between her eyebrows. "Don't always frown, it's easy to get wrinkles. I won't be like this all the time, it's just that I've been holding back for so long and did not dare to go too far, scared that we would be too noisy and would be heard by Mom. There's no need to worry anymore. I couldn't hold myself back at that moment, but I won't be like this in the future."
Lu Man's face was red as she buried her face in his chest. So, she had neglected him.
She had not known that, all along, he'd had a lot of worries when he was at her house, not feeling extremely free to do anything.
Even Xia Qingwei saw more clearly than she did.
Lu Man stuck to Han Zhuoli's chest. As she was feeling guilty and blaming herself, she did not feel sleepy anymore.
She sniffed Han Zhuoli's body's smell. She had soaked in the bath with him just now and used the same soap.
But the scents on the two people's bodies were obviously different.
She suddenly kissed him over his heart. When her soft and wet lips pressed over his chest, Han Zhuoli felt that his own heart was about to jump out.
He really could not stand any bit of this girl's seductiveness. He turned his body to press her down, then kissed her again. "You're already so tired, but you still don't want to stop."
Lu Man blinked, very innocent. "I'm just kissing you! It's not that I want to—"
Han Zhuoli laughed in a low and hoarse voice that tickled her ears.
Lu Man's stomach squeezed.
If not for the fact that she really had no energy then, like she was not able to move, perhaps she might not have been able to stand it and would have jumped him.
A man who looked so handsome is one thing, but even his voice was so seductive, it was practically against the law.
"I'm just kissing you. I know that you are very tired tonight, I won't disturb you anymore." Han Zhuoli bit on her lips and turned his body to lie back on his side. Pulling Lu Man into his embrace, he sighed. "It's good like this."
Pulling her back to his place, having her in his embrace every day, properly doting on her.
"Wait till Saturday. Let us both rest, then we'll go to the mall together."
"For what?" Lu Man raised her head to look at him.
"Normally, I don't really bother much about my bedroom. It is a bit cold and does not have many decorations," Han Zhuoli said.
When Lu Man took a look, she saw that it was true. If not for the fact that he was staying here, it was possible to say that it was just a model house. There were barely any traces of people living in it.
The bedroom mainly had gray as its theme. It was a bit cold, and aside from the headboard and the bed, there were no other decorations.
For a bedroom that was very large, it was very simple.
"Since you've already moved in, we can't leave the bedroom like this. Let's go and choose how to decorate the bedroom. I'll leave it to you." To decorate the bedroom in a way Lu Man liked… the decor was to be such that it would look like two people were living in it, making it become warm and not as cold as it was now.
Han Zhuoli had already begun to anticipate it.
***
The second day was Monday, and Han Zhuoli needed to wake up early to go to work.
Lu Man's lesson was in the afternoon today. She had nothing on in the morning.
When she was sleeping deeply in the morning, she felt the movements from next to her.
She lazily raised her hand to rub her eyes, then squinted to take a look.
"Did I make noise and cause you to wake up?" Han Zhuoli lowered his voice and said, lowering his head to kiss Lu Man's lips. "I have to go to class, you can continue to sleep."
"En," Lu Man replied delicately, raising her arms to hug Han Zhuoli's neck.


"Take me in, I'll do anything you want me to!" 

In her previous life, Lu Man is sent to prison after being framed by her step-sister and an asshole. After being released from prison, the only thing that greets her is her mother's tombstone. Seeing the asshole and bitch getting happily along together like one big family with her birth father and step-mother, she sets out to die together with the asshole and her step-sister in fiery flames. 

The moment she opens her eyes again, she finds herself back on the very day she was framed. Resolutely jumping out the window and climbing next door, she seeks refuge from the man occupying the room there. But who would have guessed that the man is the brilliant hunk she has always admired from afar in her past life?

She vows to rub her eyes clean and be more discerning of people. She wants to make everyone who owed her in the past to pay her back! 

"Young Master Han, can you let me hug your other arm too?" 
"Actually, I have one more, do you want it?"
"…" 

After another 10 minutes, Quinn luckily got everyone out of the bath to keep them from getting overheated. He showed them how to wear the kimono and they soon returned to their room. Liam, who was fine with the temperature, remained behind to continue enjoying the bath.

In the hallway outside, they saw a familiar figure lying down on a bench. Her wrist on the forehead also covered her eyes. She was being fanned by Merry with a paper fan. Luckily, Robin's kimono covered her entire figure, and she was wearing her bindings, so nothing looked out of place.

"That's why I told ye, ye need to get out when ye start ta feel dizzy, deary. Why dinna ye know yer limits?" Mery was clicking her tongue at Robin's stubborness.

"Robin?" Christian asked. What happened to you?"

"Ah, tha la-lad was clearly overheated after sharing the hot spring with mah cousin during their talk. But he insisted on coming over here, even though he could barely walk. He collapsed on tha bench here not five minutes ago."

"Will he be all right?" Christian asked.

"He'll be right healthy in a bit. But he needs someone ta fan his head ta cool it down." Merry replied, then blinked coquettishly. "I actually have something I need ta do right now. One of ye lads wouldna be willing ta help out, would ye?" 

'Mind your own business, Merry.' Robin inwardly retorted. Robin was heat-fatigued, not deaf. Although she didn't have the energy to move, she could still hear things just fine.

"Sure. I'll do it." Christian volunteered. Robin inwardly stiffened. 

'Why does it have to be you!?' She despaired, as her face blushed red again. It was a good thing her arm was covering her eyes.

"See? His face is so flushed right now. Even his ears are all red. You need to fan him until he returns to a normal color." Merry pointed out with a smile as she handed the fan to Christian. 

"Well then, I'm counting on you." Merry winked before hurrying off somewhere.

The guards all looked at each other, and smirked. Then they all bowed in respect to Robin's stubborness. Unfortunately, since Robin had covered her eyes, she hadn't seen any of it.

The guards then returned to the men's room, leaving Christian and Robin alone. There, Quinn helped pull out the futons to prepare for bed. 

It was pretty quiet in the hallway. But for the subtle sound of the fan, it would be completely silent. Neither Christian nor Robin were eager to say anything.

Robin, however, was now keenly aware of Christian's presence. 

'That meddling Merry! This is all her fault!' Robin grumbled in her heart as she tried to calm her heartbeat back down to normal levels.

It was indeed Merry's fault. If that crossdresser hadn't said anything, Robin wouldn't have been pondering it, and wouldn't have missed the warning signs of overheating. As things were, she barely managed to make it back to this bench.

And the first thing Merry had said when she had found Robin?
"Very good. Now you don't even need an excuse. It actually happened~!"

Perhaps it was just the heat exaustion, but, suddenly, Robin couldn't take it anymore. Her chest felt stuffy, and her throat closed up as she despaired at the situation.

'Christian, I'm not the one you should be this nice to. And I hate myself for wanting to be that one, if only for a while. You're really too nice. Nice to the point that I hate myself for enjoying your care.' Robin kept in her heart. 

She managed to regulate her breath so that she didn't sob, but she couldn't stop the hot tears from running dow her face.

Christian, who was watching Robin's complexion carefully, couldn't help but notice when they dripped out from under Robin's arm. Robin, at this point looked especially frail.

"Robin? What's wrong?" Christian asked, worried.

"...orry....I'm sorry..." Robin choked out.

Christian, pondering over this, mistook that Robin's tears were on account of him not being able to keep his word that he would join them later.

"...No need to apologize." Christian patted Robin's shoulder. "It couldn't be helped this time, right? You tried your hardest, and that's all that matters. No need to injure your health just to keep a promise with me."

But, Robin's tears fell even more. She felt guilty about hiding things from Christian. She felt homesick due to the familiar decor. She felt tired and drained, frustrated and despairing all at once.

'Might as well just let it all out, then.' She decided.

"I'm sorry. Just...let me stay like this for a bit." She murmured.

"Got it." Christian replied as he continued to fan Robin. Instead, he felt somewhat elated. Robin was relying upon him for something. In a way, this could also be considered deepening one's friendship.

They stayed that way for a whole hour. During that time, Christian noticed how incredibly skinny Robin was. His shoulders were small, his figure was somewhat dwarfed. Heck, the guards were right: he even kind of looked like a doll. It amazed Christian that such a small figure could bear so much.

'Cry all you need to, Robin. I won't allow anyone to say anything about it.' Christian determined.


----------

Of course, there was a big misunderstanding when Jasmine and Chelsea emerged from the hot springs later on. Because Chelsea was a water mage, she had been able to conjure ice to cool their heads down so they could continue to enjoy the hot springs.

Yet, upon emerging, they saw Robin collapsed on a bench, crying, while Christian fanned her. With such a picture, the girls definitely got the wrong idea. It got really noisy for a bit, until Christian managed to explain what happened. 

At that point, Chelsea took over, conjuring some ice to stave off the heat. After that, it wasn't long before Robin fell asleep.


But, it turns out the ice treatment had gone too far. Robin woke the next morning with a high fever and a bad cough.

"Do ye even know how ta take care of a person?" Ayva scolded Chelsea. "All Robin needed was to cool his head down to normal temperatures. Then change out of his damp clothes. What ye did was to chill the damp too so that it gave The poor dear a fever."

Chelsea could only take the tongue lashing from Ayva. It had indeed been her oversight upon the matter. the king slime was more interested in the hot springs than Robin's fever. 

Thus, their hot springs stay was extended until Robin was well enough to leave.

But, then, while Jasmine was enjoying the hot springs again, she got overheated. Then Gerard got overheated. Then Grey got overheated. Every day, someone experienced overheating. In taking care of cooling down the three of them, Chelsea could only leave Robin in the care of Christian once again....


But was it truly an accident? Liam looked at Chelsea's expert care of the three. It didn't seem likely that someone who was so good at taking care of the team could fail in taking care of Robin. Moreover, Chelsea had a glowing smile upon her face that turned smug whenever she glanced at Robin's room.

In that case, Chelsea definitely had something to do with it. But Liam did not detect any malicious intent. And so, he was quite puzzled. He could only watch Chelsea and wonder what it was she was trying to do.

Christian took over the duty of helping Robin, faithfully. He didn't allow anyone else to help. He became Robin's hands and feet during this time.

Poor Robin could only allow Christian to take care of her in everything except changing clothes. Even then, she had to do it on the sly, sending christian out for soup, or a glass of water, or a cup of tea. Then she would quickly switch out kimonos from the chest of drawers in the room.

Surprisingly, Christian never asked why Robin didn't just grab things from her storage bracer. He was happy simply doing things for Robin. If she shooed him out for her to rest, he would sit outside the door, in case she needed something. 

After three days, Robin still had a fever, but she had had enough of the hot springs. She was determined to head back to the inn for the rest of her recovery period.

A rookie scheduler ends up in a different world of swords and magic. 
"Hero! A demon has made off with one of our village maidens!"
"Hero! There is a goblin nest! I beg of you your aid!"
"Hero! A band of thieves have made off with all my valuables!"
The Hero helps them all out, but they don't know: she's a girl.

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