Or at least that's what I'd like to say, the truth is, I should have subbed it, this girl.... Kamila.
I'm standing in my room with the door closed, darkness still fills the room but there is a faint moonlight coming through the window, if I look straight ahead I can see im suae bed, and standing next to this bed is Kamila.
Kamila is wearing her usual maid outfit, that white dress with lace seems to be too beautiful for a maid, her hands have long white gloves on them, her golden eyes are watching me, and on her face is the most beautiful smile I have ever seen in this world....
"My lord... You've been away for a long time, I've missed you", Kamila murmurs as her smile gets even bigger, I watch her, What should I say?, if I say something about what happened with Huanca, then she might say it to the prince, so, Should I kill her?
As I look at the beautiful maid Kamila standing tall, watching me with those golden eyes and bright smile, my right hand slowly moves to the hilt of my sword.
I take a step forward, my breathing calm, my thoughts clear, my intentions not obvious, at least, if I kill her and decompose the body using some kind of spell with the primordial energy, then I could go unnoticed for a few days.
My mind tells me that I should kill her and then hide the body, I am reasonably sure that she seeks revenge for her sister, if she tells someone that I disappeared in the middle of the night it might not raise suspicions in my companions, but what about Prince Charles or the rest of the royal family?
But, my body refuses to cooperate.
Somehow I feel uncomfortable, I haven't hurt Kamila, and yet, Why do I feel like something is piercing my heart?, I gulp, I breathe a little too fast, if Kamila said something then I would give up trying to kill her, I'm sure of that, she doesn't have to say anything important, maybe even just by making a minimal noise.
Why?, This has never happened to me before, Damn it!!, hahaha, it must be this teenage body with hormones that makes me lose my mind, if I cut off my penis then I will stop doing such stupid things just for a woman?
However, that would be cruel, or maybe not, cruel would be not to do it. If getting rid of my manhood would allow me to think better, then it's a good price.
I take another step forward, Kamila doesn't blink, she hasn't blinked for five minutes already, she just watches me, then. She, with light movements, particular charm that, every second I watch her I can see her charm perfectly, makes me stop.
She slowly gets inside the bed still wearing her maid outfit.
"My lord, it's cold, Aren't you going to sleep?", She says, my mind is blank, she didn't ask or question anything about where I was all this time, She just says go to sleep?
For a moment my mind wavers, a feeling of fury, a feeling of love, a feeling of madness, a feeling of rage, and a feeling of not understanding, all mixed together in a perfect cocktail that muddles my mind.
I would like to scream at her, to demand a reason for all this, maybe use some force to get answers from her, even so, and yet, Why is my hand shaking?
My right hand tightly gripping the handle of my sword trembles steadily, the sword makes a slight clinking noise, just, just for a moment before I loosen my grip on the hilt.
*Sigh*
Maybe I talk to myself too much, maybe the demons I think about don't exist, it's just me, just me tormenting myself with every decision.
I sigh slowly, I throw my sword sheath with the sword to the side, and without removing my clothes I lie down on my bed.
As I lie on my back I can feel Kamila move slightly, she moves with lovely, silent movements, settling down next to me using my arm as a pillow and gently arming me.
I move my hands slightly, I adjust myself in the bed to lie on my side, I don't need much to have Kamila hugging me, her face close to mine on the bed.
With eyes closed, breathing that reduces its intensity, a slight smile on a perfect face, Kamila is here, as she always was and perhaps, as she always will be.
I get a little closer to her, I can't say that I'm not tempted to kiss her, it's impossible not to be tempted, she's too beautiful, too perfect.
Little by little my lips get closer to hers, slowly, each time her breath warms my face more.
I stop just an ant-sized space from her lips, what am I doing? I who had once prided myself on my ability to resist a woman's charms am here, trying to kiss a girl?
I guess that Simp I hit once would laugh at me if he saw me.
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....
"My lord...", a soft and angelic voice calls me, soft hands move my body, a pleasant smell reaches my nostrils.
I don't need to open my eyes, I know who it is, I know what he wants, I know what his movements are to wake me up, but I tell myself, it doesn't matter.
After I opened my eyes I changed, took a bath, changed my clothes, tied my sword sheath with the sword inside near my belt as I always do and then I went outside.
At the breakfast place things are not like before, a couple of days ago even everything was more lively, however, now I only see sad faces.
"Poki is not...", I mutter under my breath as I take a bite of the piece of bread in my hands.
"Maybe I should have asked Huanca what that 'legacy' he was talking about means", a thought crosses my mind, I should have, after all, the only thing I remember is that scene, the first day of classes with Miss Bett.
That son of a bitch Poki, if I see him I have to beat him to a pulp....
Apart from the sadness that my classmates can feel, everything is going normally, today it's raining too, a damp smell has flooded the castle, several hours have passed and there is no news, it's a good day.
While I am sitting in a corner in the training room reading a book about the geography of the Arlott kingdom, I can feel a powerful existence approaching.
I hadn't sensed it before, but, this presence has at least twenty times more primordial energy than me in my optimal state.
Steady and sure footsteps, an unforgettable presence, hahaha, this guy is a real fanfaron, Firenze.
Slowly I look towards the entrance place where Firenze walks proud of himself, his calm steps and shining armor make him look like one of those knights from fairy tales.
However, Firenze this time does not make any dramatic appearance, he simply walks and when he is close enough he claps his hands several times.
The sound of his mittens clacking immediately caught everyone's attention, and as if we were trained soldiers, we quickly moved to make two lines in front of Firenze, one of men and one of women.
"Hmph, well done, this time the reaction was about five seconds, it may be faster, but, it's okay for the moment...."
Firence says, then pauses to stroke his chin, his large bald head glistens in the sunlight, "Miss Diana will be buried tomorrow, please be present in the dining place at 9 am sharp, you will be taken to be at the funeral...", Firenze slightly ducks his head as if he is apologizing.
Everyone's bitter faces sharpen, so far four people have officially disappeared from the group, one of them is dead acording to the prince.
Not surprisingly, a silence is formed, it is as if we are all looking at each other, wondering, Who is next?
Not even Benito seems to be in the mood to cause trouble today, or well, they never actually held a funeral for Huayta, is this due to the Arlott kingdom's honor policy?
Firenze says no more, crouches slightly in apology and returns the way he came.
Firenze's words make me frown, Are they thinking of killing Diana to bury her tomorrow?, that seems probable.
Seo said something about Caero and Diana having at least a few weeks before some people come down to play with them, but, well, I don't really know.
It's not like I can go down to that kind of city to get Diana out anyway.
It's still early, maybe I should visit the real city, this time in more detail.
I get ready to put away all my practice equipment and head to my room to go out to visit the royal city, but, before I leave Benito interrupts me.
"Quasi...", Benito's annoying voice calls me, but I don't pay attention to him, I quickly grab my stuff and before Benito can say anything to me I leave the training place.
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Today I don't know where Kamila is, she disappears from time to time and reappears at night, but, after a quick meal and a change of clothes, and, some time later, I'm in the real city, walking through the streets.
The city is familiar to me, the imposing mansions, the beautiful decorations, all the abundant greenery and cleanliness, but above all, the youth and beauty of the people here is still something that amazes me.
A few minutes later and thanks to my fast pace I reach the old church where I heard that strange sound, today it is not open either, from the outside it looks normal, an excellent building that praises God.
My perception has been active all the time to the maximum of its capacity, the reason for this is that I am not afraid of being discovered because, in fact, and thanks to the books Charles gave me, I know that the primordial energy is everywhere.
By extending my perception it is simply as if I am extending my vision using the primordial energy around me as a catalyst, thus getting a broader "view" of the place around me.
My ability to control primordial energy should theoretically make me immortal, capable of anything, because primordial energy is everything, it's what was at the beginning and what will be at the end of the universe.
However, there are things I can't do, it's like there's a barrier to certain ways of controlling primordial energy, for example, I can't read Kamila's mind with primordial energy, I can't absorb the primordial energy around me, etc.
Still, every day that passes the primordial energy in my body increases, making me stronger, and making my physical stats improve.
I think that, if I have enough time, I could gain enough power to simply kill everyone in the royal city and get out of Arlott.
Today there seems to be nothing strange so I keep walking.
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A few hours later and it really seems that the real city is something completely normal, sure, I can perceive how some people have sexual relations inside the mansions or how some people are beaten almost to death, probably servants, inside some mansions, but, all that must be normal in this place, Right?
If I blink I even think I can clear my mind, it's like a blink and I wake up again.
...
I have come to another church, exactly the same as the previous church, there is no difference, that little crack in the corner, that huge amount of dust on the ceiling, the grass cut exactly five centimeters, everything is the same.
Again, this church doesn't seem to have anything strange about it.
....
A couple of hours more and, another church, exactly the same as the previous one, it is as if there was an impression of churches and they were strategically placed every certain distance, the mansions and everything else is not repeated, but the church is.
However, in this third church there is something strange, unlike the previous church, this one is of a slightly more reddish tone, although it continues having the dazzling colors, it is as if there was an almost indistinguishable layer of red color on it.
It is already late, maybe I should go back to my room and investigate another day ....
In my percecpion that extends almost a mile away from my position, I simply cannot discover anything strange.
...
Wait, there is something else, my mind clears when I blink, if I look at the person walking on the other street I can see him, I can remember more than twenty people with that same face, it's just that those people had different clothes.