Chapter 54.1

Seira dressed up quickly and roughly combed her hair with her hand as she said, “You’ll feel better if you take an inhibitor.”

Baron slowly lifted himself up, as he waited for her to finish. Seira tilted her head and looked at Baron. His bright yellow eyes scanned her cheeks, eyes, and lips one after the other.

“I’ll take care of my body, so go ahead. It’s not good for Franto to notice anything.”

As if to prove he could do it on his own, he completely kept his pheromones even after licking Omega’s liquid, which was no less than an aphrodisiac to an Alpha. Seira admired his patience and discipline.

“Yes. See you tomorrow then, Baron.”

She left Baron who was shaking his head, and Seira quietly walked out of the tiny room. Baron’s presence had already disappeared when she came out of the bathroom and decided to check her clothes again. He seemed to have escaped quietly.

‘Hey, who am I even worried about?’

Baron was hard to find if he intended not to be found. Seira agreed that it was most likely that he would succeed the lineage of Lord-class slayers which were nonexistent after Nathan’s death.

His boldness to push himself forward without a second’s hesitation into the heart of tactics combined with his cool judgment as a commander had never lost a war. Perhaps even if Franto’s knights surrounded the building, Baron Jeff would just come and go as if it was his own house.

‘Anyways, at least I benefited from him coming all the way here.’

If it weren’t for Baron, she’d walk back as if her legs were made of lead. She was in her best condition now, all thanks to her internal injuries healing as well as her desires being attended to.

‘But I’d still have to pretend I’m weak before I eat.’

Wouldn’t it be strange if she turned out fine before she even ate anything? Seira walked slowly, pretending to be weak.

As she entered the hall, Louis who was sitting upright at the table, caught her eye. She had been away for about ten minutes, but he didn’t look any different from when she left.

“Are you done?”

All that changed was that the food was already served at the table.

“I’ve kept you waiting. Please go first,” she said as she sat down with an apologetic face.

Louis smiled and answered, “I came all the way here because I wanted to eat with you. It wasn’t boring at all, so don’t worry too much.”

“I’m glad to hear that.”

Seira pretended to be innocent, but deep inside her conscience poked her as she gave a fake smile.

“Come to think of it… You look a lot better than you were a while ago.”

Was it because of her mood? His senses seemed to be sharp.

‘He can’t have noticed, could he?’

It was impossible that they were seen as she and Baron would’ve sensed it back in the closet.

She wasn’t covered in pheromones too, so there was little room for doubt. Seira already checked her clothes several times, and she made sure there was no clue as to what happened.

‘Well, it’s not as if I did anything that was against the contract.’

Seira relaxed for a moment. What could he say about coming out of a quiet place where no one was around? If they became real lovers or got engaged, then she’d have to care, but they weren’t so Seira didn’t have to be careful of her morals behind closed doors.

“Did you put on a bit of makeup?” he asked.

“You mean I look prettier, right?” Seira said as she put her hand to her cheek as she smiled with her eyes.

“Ah…”

With his eyes widened, Seira presumed he didn’t expect her to answer him like that. She licked her lips and muttered under her voice.

“In my eyes, Seira is always beautiful.”

“Thank you for the compliment. Louis is handsome, too.”

Reversing his empty praises, Seira picked up a fork and said, “Wow, this is so divine. I am getting much hungrier just by looking at it.”

“I hear that a lot.”

Louis no longer asked about her nonchalant behavior.

As Seira ate the bite-sized appetizer, the table was instantly filled with new dishes. She suspected that he instructed the restaurant to bring all the food on their menu. As expected from the most expensive restaurant in the commercial district, everything was delicious.

Unlike when he treated her at the Franto mansion not too long ago, the favor given now was no longer burdensome. It was comfortable that the meeting had a clear purpose.

Unlike Seira who ate with much relish, Louis barely touched his food. He looked at her carefully as if he was examining her, and merely took a sip of wine.

“Louis, don’t you like the food?” she asked when she finally noticed.

“That’s not it…” he said, “Seeing you eat well makes me full already.”

Seira nodded at his words without much emotion – they couldn’t have been sincere anyways.

“That’s too bad. They are delicious.”

“I’m glad to hear that. How is Askan’s cook skills?”

“How could there be such a thing? We don’t even have a butler,” Seira replied with a chuckle.

“Then, do you cook your own food?”

“Sometimes I do, but mostly Aven or the other knights do. I’m much more skilled with a sword in the battlefield than I am with a knife in a kitchen.”

“I see.”