The home of the Village Chief did not just comprise of the 12 bedrooms and the 3 sitting rooms, there was also a room where all the maids slept and another room where all the male servants slept.
Walking out of Casablanca's room though, Brutus did not go towards the maid quarters, this was because he knew that the maid was not there.
Due to the gravity of what she just saw, Brutus was pretty sure that she would be in the farm, horrified in her thoughts, wondering if she should tell the chief or if she should just keep quiet and pretend like she saw nothing.
Walking behind the apartment building though, unlike what he thought, Brutus didn't see her standing in the farm.
Rather, she stood beside the mango tree at the back of the apartment, looking down and lost in her thoughts.
Unlike Casablanca, she was not as endowed, she was a petite beauty.
Despite that though, in her dark blue and white maid attire, she looked incredibly alluring, part of the reason why the Village Chief made them wear maid attires in the first place.
Brutus walked towards her. "Emelia". He called.
She looked at him for a brief moment before looking back down. "My name is not Emelia; my name is Freya".
"Freya…"
"Don't worry, I didn't see anything, just go".
Brutus walked towards her. "It's ok, you don't need to hide it".
She turned to look at him. "Really? I always used to think you were the timid type, what did you think doing that with the chief's favorite wife?"
"I wonder what he will do to you if he finds out".
"You're in hot soup, you know that, right?"
"Well, he doesn't have to find out". Brutus walked closer, towering over this maid as he looked into her eyes, their faces extremely close to each other.
For some reason, with his face so close to hers, feeling his breath on her face, staring into those deep confident eyes, she blushed and it irked her.
"W-what do you think you're doing?"
"Nothing, just making sure that you don't tell him". Then, his right hand moved, grabbing this maid's petite round end from behind, squeezing gently.
"What…, umm!" She moaned softly; her words interrupted by a kiss that sent her world spinning upside down.
[You have made use of skill: Heavenly Touch!]
[You have completed 2/10 of your 1st mission: Seduce 10 girls this week!]
[Mission Progress: 2/10]
That was all it took to subdue the maid.
Losing herself completely, she tried to kiss back passionately when Brutus backed out, looking calmly into her beautiful vermillion eyes.
"Let's not rush past our shadows now, don't you think?"
She nodded hurriedly. "Ah, yes, yes, let's not hurry".
He looked into her eyes. "We have all the time in the world".
"Yes, yes," she nodded profusely.
"Good," Brutus nodded. "You saw nothing today, right?"
She nodded.
"The chief won't hear anything, right?"
She nodded.
"Look at me," he held her by the chin, raising her face to look him in the eye. "Everything is perfectly ok, right?"
"Yes," she nodded.
"Good". Brutus nodded again.
He finally turned to walk away but the maid stopped him. Turning to look at her, he saw her fidgeting, blushing as her face was as pink as a flower.
"Umm, erm," she fumbled with her words. "When can I meet you again?" She looked at him shyly.
Brutus looked at his shadow, easily telling the time through the angle of his reflection. He looked back at her. "Meet me this night, right here, alone".
Her face brightened up immediately. "Thank you!"
Brutus nodded and walked away.
Clasping her hands together like a 9-year-old girl that just received candy from a stranger, she skipped away excitedly.
And with that, the maid problem was easily solved.
Walking back to the door of Casablanca's room, she saw the beautiful woman wiping off her sweat as she washed her clothes diligently, while occasionally peeping to make sure no one saw her doing it.
As a Lord, a 7th realm cultivator before he leapt into the river of time, it was very easy for Brutus to hide from this woman's vision.
After confirming that she was still working, he left to observe around.
He observed around the apartment, confirming the number of male servants and maids, and also double-checking to confirm that there was no single cultivator in the apartment and farm.
Chief Rarluk was the only cultivator in the farm, but he left.
A year ago, a year after Brutus' grandmother died, the chief tyrannically intervened, taking Brutus' inheritance, the incredibly fertile farm for himself.
He relocated his family here, and just 6 months ago, he married a new wife, Casablanca who was currently his favorite wife.
Brutus' eyes gleamed. 'He's just a 1st realm cultivator, a Neophyte'.
'Still, compared to the current me, he's far more powerful, I stand no chance against him until I become a cultivator myself'.
His eyes narrowed in a calculative manner. 'I need to get access to the brothel in the village. There, I'll find what I need to step into the realms of cultivation again'.
'This time, I'm not as naïve as my previous life'.
'I'm not going to rush it through normal cultivation this time,' he grinned. 'I already realized the best formula to become the strongest'.
'Dual cultivation is what I need'.
'With it, I can eclipse even the Jade Emperor'.
He looked at himself, his casual farm clothes. 'Right now, I have nothing, no money, no connections, for now, all I have is my hand and my skills'.
His eyes gleamed again. 'Casablanca is the key'.
'She will give me access to where I need to go'.
He no longer hesitated, turning as he walked towards the apartment, walking straight towards Casablanca's room.
"Are you done?"
Noticing him, she jolted, smiling shyly. "Not yet Brutus," she called affectionately. "But I'll soon be done".
"Leave it," he said, sitting down on the bed. "Come here, let me give you a good massage".
Her eyes glistened excitedly.