Chapter 70: The maid gave in to temptation

Strax left the church and found himself face-to-face with Carlos. He greeted him silently, "Have a safe return," Carlos said, bowing. Strax nodded; he now had a valuable ally. With two Master-level Cultivators on his side, not to mention Xenovia, his strength had grown considerably.

He mounted Apocalypse and began riding through the city, resuming his normal route.

"Now... I need to increase my cultivation. Once I reach the next level and stabilize my strength, I'll start taking action... I need to focus on cultivation first. After that, I'll follow that damn voice from the Garden of Swords. Running away won't be an option then; I'll have to face the Academy...

What happens after that, only God knows," Strax thought as he descended into the city, leaving the church behind.

After a few hours, he returned home. He placed Apocalypse in her stable at the back of the mansion. "I know you've been cultivating, but be careful," he said with concern, noticing small surges of strength from Apocalypse during their walk. "If you need me to let you loose to get used to your body, just let me know.

I'll let you roam the fields, but you have to come back, alright?" He asked, stroking her neck, and she neighed in agreement.

"Good girl, rest well. Thanks for the help," he said, giving her one last pat on the neck as the mare lay down. "Now... let's see what's inside," he said, entering the house.

"Tomorrow, I need to talk to Xenovia and prevent her from committing genocide in Cristine's guild. I also need to understand what she wants and what she feels for me... She seems a bit obsessed with me. This situation is getting stranger by the moment. Why all this importance? I don't even know what's at stake anymore.

I thought it might be a simple problem, but... those idiots, they're already here." Strax said as he opened the mansion door, expecting to see someone inside, but it was late at night.

The house was eerily quiet. The main room was empty, with no sign of Beatrice or Samira. He walked through the corridors looking for someone, until he finally found Monica in the kitchen, cooking something on the magical stove. "Monica?" he called out, and she turned, her smile softly illuminated. "Sit down, I'm making your meal. I thought you'd be late since you missed your usual time.

The girls tried to wait for you, but they ended up falling asleep, so I sent them to bed," she said, wiping her hands on a towel. "So, how was your day? You look exhausted."

Strax sighed, letting himself relax a bit. "It was... complicated. I had some unexpected meetings. Thanks for sending them to bed; I didn't think I'd take so long to get home. And you, how was your day and theirs?

I imagine Samira must be getting tired of staying here," Strax said, observing Monica's graceful and efficient movements in the kitchen. There was something captivating about her, something he couldn't ignore. Approaching the counter, he leaned on his elbows. "You always make everything look so easy. I'd easily burn myself."

Monica smiled, a smile that was both challenging and seductive. She extended her other hand, lightly touching the sleeve of his shirt, her fingers gliding over his skin. "You might be surprised, Strax." He felt a shiver run down his spine at her touch, a warmth spreading through his body. "I like surprises," he murmured, his voice husky.

She tilted her head, eyes shining with mischief. "Then maybe I should show you a few." Strax felt his breath quicken, her proximity making him increasingly captivated. "I'm looking forward to it," he said, his voice filled with anticipation. They were very close, even with the small counter separating them, it was possible to feel some breath coming from them.

Monica moved even closer, her hands now lightly touching his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart. "You're a dangerous man, Strax," she murmured, her lips inches from his. He smiled, a slow, predatory smile. "Only when I need to be." She laughed again, a soft, provocative sound. "Then maybe I should be careful."

This was no longer just a flirtation, it had become a small war of interests. "Or maybe you should take the risk," he replied, his voice low and full of desire. Monica looked at him, her eyes filled with a strange mix of feelings. "Maybe I should," she murmured, pulling him to close the distance between them, her lips meeting his in a kiss full of passion and urgency.

When they finally separated, both were breathless, their eyes shining with desire. "That was... intense," Monica murmured, her lips still tingling from the kiss.

Strax looked at her, not knowing what to say, but in his mind... "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?" he screamed to himself. He looked at her, "I didn't expect that." He said, in a confused tone. "You started it," Monica smiled, a smile that promised many more surprises. "Maybe it's good to continue," she murmured, before kissing him again, losing herself in the sensation of being in Strax's arms.

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The System, which had been in silent mode, started firing notifications while Strax was surprised and feeling the woman consuming him bit by bit.

"W-What the hell was that!" he shouted to himself, "Damn, I wanted this, but I didn't think it would be so easy!" he thought...

Before that attack on Strax, Monica had been suppressing something within herself for some time, even before leaving the small town of Steinhardt. It started with the day Strax and Beatrice first had sex.