Chapter 109

  “Are you alright? It doesn’t look like you slept well.” Zara remarked when she saw me come in. That was the first thing she said to me when she saw me, so it must have been obvious I didn’t sleep st night.

  While with my stats, sleep wasn’t a necessity, a keen eye could still catch some traces.

  “Ah, yes, I was busy training,” I replied. And the truth as well. I was technically training. Training her daughter.

  Training her in doggystyle. Then trained her to lick Sandra’s pussy while I fucked her from behind. Fingered her asshole to loosen it slightly since there was a chance I was going to go for that hole the next time. Came inside her multiple times and trained her to thank me for it.

  And then finally, I taught her to kiss Sandra like she meant it, the kind of kiss she hadn’t even had with my brother, the man she had romantic feelings for.

  All in all, I trained her thoroughly throughout the night.

  “Did it help? The training? Or did you just waste time?” Zara asked.

  “Oh, it helped big time,” I replied with a smile. Your daughter wouldn’t be able to live a normal life around me anymore.

  “Good.” Zara replied with her signature calcuting, expressionless face and then said, “We need the reply of Lord Redford soon.”

  “I understand,” I replied and left just as I had entered. I made my way straight to the Redfords’ residence, where Zara used to stay previously.

  Redford looked at me after he welcomed me like a guest and dismissed his knight. “Do you have it?”

  “Do you have it, my lord?” I asked back.

  “…” He looked at me for a while before he sighed and pulled a bunch of papers from his drawer, “Lady Zara should be able to get a good idea from this.”

  I took the paper and just nodded with a smile. I didn’t know if I was supposed to be an illiterate in his books or not, but I decided to check on the information myself and then hand over to Zara only the information that mattered.

  “Then see you ter, my lord,” I said while sliding a small container. He opened it on the spot and spotted a cream. While healing his problem wouldn’t be difficult for me, I didn’t intend to make it instant. He needed to depend on me a little. No, on Zara.

  He applied the cream to his infected area in front of me. While he wouldn’t have felt a major difference because the effect of the medicine was so slight, it still would have made enough of a difference for him to understand.

  “Will this be enough?” He asked once he was done.

  “Apply it in the morning and the evening. When you run out, you know where to find more of it, my lord.” I said with a smile and stood up to leave.

  I reached for the door when his words stopped me. His words, which sounded more like advice, fell in my ears: “While you hold all the cards, your attitude can lead to your downfall, commoner.”

  Well, it wasn’t advice but more like a wake-up call for my behavior, but I simply smiled at him and then left. I didn’t have enough time after all.

  [Information has been added to the glossary]

  [Would you like to compile the information and transfer it?]

  [Yes\No]

  ‘Don’t compile it and transfer it as is.’

  [Acknowledged]

  [Redford’s treachery has been created in the Glossary section]

  While the system’s compile function helped in numerous instances, in some cases, it could miss some details that seemed little to it, but could hold information for a lot of possibilities.

  The information written in the information flowed into my mind as it was, and I learned everything there was about it. Once done, I burned the papers and knew what to deliver to Zara. Instead of going back to her residence, I stopped by my own, spped Ray, who was resting in the living room with no clothes on, and went to my room.

  I wrote in Redford’s handwriting as much as I could, and delivered only the information I wanted to transfer.

  “This is it?” Zara asked when she read my forged information.

  “That is all he gave me, Lady Zara,” I expined in my defense.

  “He must not trust us fully yet. Or he’s withholding information.” Zara said.

  Well, the breakdown of what I had given to Zara was a basic story.

  A queen who wanted to usurp the crown and was poaching the supporters of the king, and even Carlson. While it was a story I had cooked up on the spot, it held a bigger picture. From Zara, this information would travel to Carlson, who would use it to his advantage.

  Even if the queen denied it, it would only sound like she was making excuses. She would have no choice but to make an alliance or suffer the consequences. But that would keep her busy, and in doing so, keep Carlson busy for some time as well.

  Just enough time for me to get strong.

  Meanwhile, the real story was something else. Even I was a little confused, but I needed further information about it to make perfect sense of it.

  But meeting the queen wouldn’t be easy. I would need information regarding that, but there was nothing I could do about it at the moment. Redford had given all he knew. I could tell. He was desperate, so he wasn’t hiding anything. The queen was doing the hiding.

  “Go and train. We don’t want you to remain weak if this proves to be the truth. You will be of help in the upcoming…” She stopped. She was hoping it wouldn’t come to a war, but the possibility was there, so she needed to strengthen her forces and defenses before doing something else.

  I nodded and left, without waiting for her to finish, because she had already finished. “Yes, Lady Zara.”

  “Also…” She said, just as I was about to turn, “From now on, you are to accompany me every night. We need to use your strange ability to the max.”

  Haha.

  “Yes, Lady Zara.” I guess she needed a little training, too.

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