Adrian carefully slid out of bed, leaving Sophia and Chris to rest. He dressed quietly, reflecting on the night's events and the profound connection they had forged. His thoughts wandered to the future—how this bond would strengthen their unity and their ability to face the challenges ahead.
Heading toward the window, Adrian gazed out at the morning light beginning to filter through the curtains. He knew that they would need to continue training and preparing for what lay ahead, especially with the looming threats from neighboring territories and the unknown forces watching him.
As he stood there, contemplating his next move, a soft knock at the door brought him back to the present.
Christine entered, accompanied by Sophia's personal maid, each carrying trays laden with a delicious breakfast spread. They set the trays on the nearby table, their movements quiet and respectful to avoid waking the two women still sleeping.
"Thank you," Adrian said softly, giving Christine a warm smile. She blushed again, nodding before stepping back with the other maid.
With that, she and the other maid quietly left the room, leaving Adrian to his thoughts once more.
He turned back to the bed, watching Sophia and Chris as they slept peacefully. Their faces were serene, free of the burdens they usually carried. Adrian felt a deep sense of responsibility for them—he wanted to protect them, to ensure their happiness and safety, no matter what.
As the morning light continued to fill the room, Adrian made a silent vow to himself. He would continue to grow stronger, not just for himself but for them and the family he was building.
Adrian stood by the bedside, taking a deep breath as he prepared to wake Sophia and Chris. Gently, he leaned down, brushing a soft kiss on each of their foreheads. "It's time to wake up," he whispered, his voice tender.
Sophia stirred first, her eyes slowly fluttering open as she stretched. She smiled sleepily at Adrian, her cheeks still flushed from the warmth of the bed. Chris followed suit, blinking awake and giving a shy smile as she noticed Adrian's gaze.
"Good morning," Adrian greeted them with a warm smile. "Breakfast is ready. Let's eat before we start the day."
Sophia sat up, her body still feeling the lingering effects of the intense night. "Morning, Adrian," she replied softly, glancing over at Chris, who nodded in agreement. "Thank you... for everything."
Chris blushed, still feeling a mix of shyness and newfound confidence from the previous night. "Yes... thank you," she echoed, her voice just above a whisper.
They all sat down at the table, enjoying the delicious breakfast that had been prepared for them. The atmosphere was comfortable, filled with the warmth of their shared bond. They talked quietly, sharing smiles and light conversation as they ate.
After they finished, Adrian stood up, offering them both a hand. "Let's freshen up and get ready for the day," he suggested, his tone gentle but purposeful.
Sophia and Chris nodded, taking his hands as they all left the room to freshen up. The warmth of the morning sun followed them as they went their separate ways to prepare for what lay ahead.
Once Adrian was alone, he closed his eyes and mentally called out to the system. "Show me my stats after yesterday's events."
The familiar, sarcastic tone of the system responded immediately. "Ah, feeling curious, are we, host? Let's see what you've gained from all your 'hard work' last night."
Adrian ignored the system's teasing and focused as his updated stats appeared before him:
Name: Adrian Everhart
Age: 18
Class: Draconian Spellblade
Level: 10
Title: Head of Everhart Manor, Draconian Hatchling
Stats:
Health Points (HP): 530
Mana Points (MP): 400
Strength: 95 → 102
Agility: 56 → 61
Endurance: 75 → 80
Intelligence: 77 → 92
Charm: 55 → 60
Luck: 40 → 45
Seduction Points (SP): 100,000
Skills:
Intermediate Swordsmanship (Level 1)
Basic Mana Control (Level 6)
Dragon Roar (Level 5)
Scaled Defense (Level 5)
Eternal Yin-Yang Harmony Technique
Shadow Vein Step ( Level 1)
Dragon's Fang Strike ( Level 1)
Vein-Touched Reflexes (Level 1)
Draconic Cloak (Level 1)
Mana Fortification (Level 2)
Dragon's Might (Level 1)
Cloning Technique (Level 1)
Mana Siphon (Level 1)
Void Step (Level 1)
Draconic Pulse (Level 1)
Phantom Blade (Level 1)
Disguise( Level 1)
Sacred Healing (Level 1)
Adrian couldn't help but feel a surge of pride as he saw the improvements. His hard work and the deep connection he had forged with Sophia and Chris had paid off. He felt he it was a pity that he could not get any skills from Sophia.
"Not bad," he thought to himself. "But there's still more to do."
After checking his stats and feeling satisfied with his progress, Adrian wasted no time.
He quickly called a meeting and went to the meeting room as he passed on the order to a maid saying to call everyone to the meeting room.
As Chris, Isabella, Sophia and Eve arrived, they could tell by the determined look on his face that today was important.
"Today we will start our plan to rescue Eve's mother," Adrian began, his voice calm yet authoritative. "I'll once again disguise myself as Darian and report to Mortimer. I'll tell him that Adrian is growing impatient about not having Eve's slave controller. I'll then ask when I can collect it from him."
Sophia, still a bit groggy from the morning, nodded. "Mhmm, then we can head towards his territory and make a mess out of his territory."
Isabella folded her arms, her expression thoughtful. "Be careful, Adrian. Mortimer is unpredictable. Make sure you don't reveal anything that could put you at risk."
Adrian nodded. "Thank you. Stay alert, and if things go south, you all know what to do. Eve let's go."
With that, Adrian and Eve both, left the meeting room and headed out of Everhart manner from a secret tunnel.
He disguised himself as the envoy, Darian and practiced few times with her, then headed right to the hidden outpost of Baron Mortimer's former subordinates whom he had killed the day before.
In the dimly lit room, Adrian activated the communication device and waited for Mortimer to answer. After a few tense moments, the image of Mortimer appeared on the screen, his usual smirk present as he addressed Adrian—or rather, Darian.