I licked my fingers, intoxicated by the taste of Camila. Her taste, added to her embarrassment and shyness, pushed my excitement to the limit. I wanted to destroy her clothes right now and her in front of her fiancé.
What I didn't expect is for this guy to stand up and end my game by lunging at me.
I let go of Camila and pulled her aside. Damian's fist was aimed straight at my face. A straight, unfeinted punch. This coup didn't pose a single threat to me.
When he got close enough, I landed a straight punch that connected with his face and sent him straight to the floor.
- You raised your hand against a high-grade noble. This is considered a felony. You know it?
I never got tired of using this excuse. Provoking people solely to attack me and then sentencing them to death was fun. A simple but effective plan.
Damian lay on the floor staring at me with fear on his face. I drew my sword and pointed it at Damian. Seeing his time coming, he simply closed his eyes.
- Please don't do it! I beg you!
The seconds passed, but nothing happened. Damian slowly opened his eyes and saw Camilla clinging to Merlin's arm.
- Stay away is an order!
Camila's body trembled wildly, resisting the skill with all her might.
- Pl... Ple... Please... Is... The... Unique... that I ask of you.
Camila let go of her embrace with a reluctant look. She apparently managed to briefly resist the skill.
Seeing her condition, I thought I'd be lenient for once. Then I remembered that she robbed me twice. She didn't mind leaving me in misery once and still wanted more. She didn't deserve my forgiveness.
I had a very serious internal conflict of whether to kill him right away or slowly. I couldn't make up my mind. Just as I was thinking about it, two properly uniformed guards approached me and knelt down.
- My lord. We heard the commotion so we came right away. Sorry for our tardiness. Sir Frederick sent us personally.
Seeing the guards, an idea occurred to me.
- Seeing that my wife holds a little appreciation for you, I will spare your life temporarily. Guards, take him to the mansion dungeon.
- Yes, sir!
My words echoed in Camila's heart, making her sigh. She had temporarily managed to get Damian's life spared.
The two guards grabbed him by the arms and dragged him to the basement where he was imprisoned indefinitely.
In a study room I was drinking tea made by Camila while reading the last recorded reports of the territory. The situation was worrisome and harvests have been poor. It has not rained in the territory this year, causing a drought that affected grain production.
If he were a third-circle mage, this problem could easily be solved with a compound spell. Apparently, this year I'm going to have to reduce the amount of taxes by 20%. I'll have to make up the difference, but I had the capital to do it.
*Knock *Knock
- My lord, Sir Frederick wishes to speak to you.
- Go ahead
The door opened, and Sir Frederick, accompanied by Camilla, entered the room. Camila came up to me. I immediately grabbed her by the waist and sat her on my lap.
- Did you do what I asked?
As I stroked Camila's silky hair, I expressed my doubts.
- My lord... About that. We managed to capture 5 of his servants. They are currently in the mansion's dungeon. However, 2 cannot be located. We also don't know if they escaped the territory as the check-in and check-in hasn't been updated in a week. If you would like more information about the proceeds, you can ask the guards stationed in the dungeon.
The aura within the room suddenly became thick. This change caused Frederick to stiffen and swallow.
- It seems that your incompetence has gone up a notch. You're lucky that I just saw a good show and I don't find myself too angry. Issue an arrest ticket for the two of them and put a bounty of 10 Gold coins. They are sought dead or alive.
Frederick nodded, feeling like he dodged a bullet.
- Frederick.
At the sound of his name again, he tensed up again.
- Inform all the citizens of my territory that this year the tax is reduced by 20%. It also sends knights to villages within the territory and gathers information about their states.
- Yes, sir!
Frederick got up and ran to the door. Before he could leave the room, I stopped him.
- Do not think that I have forgotten your punishment and that of your family. I'm just postponing it temporarily. Earn forgiveness, otherwise you know what will happen.
A shiver ran through Frederick, who could say nothing more. He was already completely my slave, but it didn't mean I was going to forgive him.