Listening to the words of the masked youth in front of him, Clarens face turned pale as paper, clearly the people that came here had some kind of plan for him, the worst part was that he couldn’t discern which expert was suppressing him, because the only one in the room was a knight.
When Daimon wore the hollow suit, he adjusted the bracelet of the god of mischief to hide any traces of mana and let out his cultivation as a knight to be visible, like that no matter how much others might try to relate his two identities it was “impossible” since no one could be both a mage and a knight.
“W-wait, I’m a marquis I can offer you resources, information, even my prowess as an Archmage, how about I sign a soul contract to work for you… I just ask to keep my freedom”.
Daimon pointed at him with his left hand on which the amphora ring was glowing and then grinned.
“You people from the alfear kingdom surely like to bargain, unfortunately for you, in a couple of seconds whether you like it or not, everything you have will be at my complete disposition, your life included”.
Clarens body trembled, on his last seconds alive his eyes widened guessing who was the masked youth.
“Y-You are Daimon…aghhh!!!”.
A wisp of fire was shot from the amphora ring and entered Clarens’s head through the place between his brows, not even a second passed when Clarens started retorting, his skin got a reddish tone as if he was being burned from inside.
With a snap of Aura’s fingers, a barrier made of mana locked Clarens in place, so that he didn’t cause a ruckus, although the intervention monolith made it so no one noticed what was happening, listening to the alfear screams wasn’t of her interest.
Daimon sat on Clarens’s chair and then inspected the things on the desk but besides the liqueur he was drinking a moment ago, there were just some useless papers which was understandable, everyone knew they should put their valuables in their storage rings.
Depending on the rank of the ring, a series of defenses to avoid robbery were engraved, so to open other people’s rings, the help of a magic blacksmith specialized in inscriptions was needed, normally Liz will need a few hours to break the protections in Clarens’s ring, but now that he will be “willingly” obeying Daimon there was no need for that.
Surprisingly it didn’t even take one hour for Gars to finish appropriating Clarens’s body and memories, unlike the previous body he occupied this time the weird flaming symbols didn’t appear, although his eyes looked a bit off focus that changed after a couple of seconds.
Gars then kneeled down in front of Daimon and spoke.
“The process was a success; this man was already tired after going through a lot of things so he couldn’t resist me for too much time”.
Daimon chuckled, causing his enemies fear seemed to be favorable for him in more ways than one.
“Then how much of that guy’s memories do you have?”.
“Everything except the first twenty years of this body’s existence”.
Aisha which was sitting on her son’s lap nodded in approbation.
“It’s perfect darling, the alfear have a growth rate which is a bit similar to what happened to yours, their first ten years they have a mentality similar to a little child, the next ten they are like pre-teens, then from twenty to one hundred they will be in their prime, their middle age lasts another one hundred and their elderly stage starts at two hundred, that is of course if they don’t become mages or knights”.
“So, he basically couldn’t recover his childhood memories, quite convenient for an Archmage who has lived a couple of hundreds of years, he can always claim to have forgotten about it, quite a decent spy”, thought Daimon before saying.
“What were this guy’s plans?”.
Gars bowed his head and answered.
“Originally this body wasn’t going to be sent, but the plan changed due to the intervention of a duke from the alfear kingdom, this group of alfear was sent as a front screen to make others underestimate the ones that will be sent with the paladins of the blue-sky academy”.
“Also, his job is to take note of the strengths and weaknesses of the members of the elite class, basically an envoy which also works as something like a spy”.
Liz snorted.
“A middle stage Archmage was deployed just for a distraction, I heard the alfear kingdom had serious problems of nepotism, but this is just being stupid”.
Gars seemed to go through Clarens memories before replying.
“The original owner of this body had some friction with his supervisor, apparently there is a limited number of what they call an “hereditary marquis”, so for one to rise another one must fall, Clarens has been trying to gain the approval of the higher ups to take over his own supervisor’s title”.
Daimon shook his head.
“Whatever, since the guys that came with him aren’t going to participate and the selection will start the next week, then just stay here and follow the original plan, keep me informed of everything that could be a nuisance, I allow you to contact Ereman and use his information network if needed, as soon as you learn about anything that could affect anyone on my circle, you must report it to me understood?”.
“Your servant listens and obey!”
The servants which were under the terror contract could communicate with each other and with their master, as long as Daimon allowed them to, it was a bit similar to the mental connection Daimon had with his soulmates, but the purpose was different as it served as a way to order the servants even if he wasn’t near them.
Aura waved her hand and everyone but “Clarens” disappeared from the room, Gars then acted just like Clarens would have and kept drinking while resting on his chair.
After a couple of seconds Daimon and the girls appeared inside the mansion, the girls went to the bedroom to change their clothes while Daimon simply kept it on his storage and then sat on the couch.
“Mm?”, he took out the disposable sigil lector which was linked to the contact he gave to Gabriel Jolbaris and saw the sigil blinking, which meant someone tried unsuccessfully to contact him many times.
Daimon took his time to answer and then the slightly annoyed voice of Gabriel came from the sigil lector.
“I was starting to think you weren’t going to answer Daimon Licht”.
Daimon leaned his back against the couch before replying.
“What can I say, I have other things to do so I can’t just be waiting until you decide to call me you know?”.
Gabriel felt the urge to strangle Daimon but then remembered the price he had to pay for not being “honest” last time and he immediately calmed down.
“I apologize it’s certainly very late in the night, however it took me some time to get the green light… is the deal still available”.
Daimon smiled, the other party probably thought he was just acting tough, until the night of Friday came and they didn’t receive anu message from him, so the half emperor on Gabriel’s side had no option but to agree.
“Yes, I will be staying at the Revy family grounds for the weekend, tomorrow we can discuss the terms of the contract, there will be someone waiting for you at the entrance of the capital”.
A sigh came from the sigil lector.
“Thanks, have a good night”.
After saying that Gabriel ended the call, Daimon threw the sigil lector in his storage ring and then stood up from the couch, since the moment the call started, he could hear the sound of water falling coming from the other side of the mansion.
“Those three left the door of the bathroom open on purpose”, he thought, still he walked towards the source of the sound and his clothes disappeared along the way.
Once he entered the bathroom, he was received by the beautiful scene of his girls washing their naked bodies under the shower, their pretty pale skins glistened due to the soap and the bathroom was filled with a fruity enjoyable smell.
The girls feigned to not notice Daimon was peeking on them, instead they started to make some alluring poses, their angles perfectly let their privates in plain view for their lover.
Aura threw her bath sponge on the floor and bent down to pick it up, the sight of her pretty flower and her cute tail wagging was a killer combo.
Liz took a different approach, there were some places she couldn’t easily reach due to her curvy body.
“If only someone could help us wash our delicate parts”, said Liz, her pretty eyes winked at the entrance of the bathroom as she spoke in a feigned worried voice.
Aisha on the other hand massaged her shoulders, the movement made her big breasts sway.
“Mm, my shoulders feel a bit stiff due to my size, this brings me back some memories of the time I was breastfeeding my darling ♥”.
Daimon smiled, he entered the bathroom “stealthily” and then walked towards the girls, to their surprise he ignored them and just washed his body, before he hugged his mother from behind.
“Hmm ♥”, Aisha let out a comfortable sound when she felt her son gently massaging her shoulders.
“You three don’t need to do all this, while for the weekend I will focus my attention in Erin and Elaine, tonight I’m all yours”.
Aisha blushed a bit feeling her son’s thing getting hard as he whispered at her.
Without letting go of Aisha, Daimon extended his arms and grabbed both Aura and Liz by their waists, before the three of them entered the bathtub together.