Chapter 138: Back on the road

That moment passed quickly, and even though he had rested only briefly, Strax was already awake with the beautiful woman lying on him and a few system messages awaiting his attention. But did he care about that? Of course not. He was simply there, enjoying the post-intense intimacy moment with her.

"And here we are again..." he murmured to himself, while watching Monica sleep like an angel in his arms. "I hope they didn't hear... well, they probably did, but fuck it, right? It won't change anything. I'm free to do whatever I want." Strax continued to think to himself as he ran his fingers through her flawless golden hair.

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The system message appeared while he was thinking. "Really, my thoughts are connected to the system... it's getting more and more... ah, whatever, no use thinking about it." He concluded as he checked the other notifications. "Sealed the sound? Like, literally?" Strax questioned, but the system did not respond.

The answer was already in the message, after all.

Feeling it was time to start the day, Strax gently woke Monica. He softly ran his fingers along her arm and whispered, "Monica, it's morning. We need to get ready to leave."

She opened her eyes slowly, adjusting to the soft morning light coming through the window. "Good morning," she murmured, smiling at him as she stretched, the previous night... was etched in her mind.

"Good morning," Strax replied, returning the smile. "We have a long day ahead. It's better we get prepared."

Monica got out of bed, still feeling the softness and warmth of the sheets. She picked up her clothes, which were scattered around the room, and began dressing. Strax did the same, grabbing his own clothes and preparing for the day ahead.

As they got ready, Strax couldn't help but watch Monica. "Are you okay?" he asked, making sure she was comfortable after the night before.

"More precisely, an entire floor with four rooms, although it's not necessary, of course. If we run low on money when we get there, we still have the option of a master suite with a bed that fits all four of us." She confirmed. Monica, still worried, nodded. "If we're attacked, we can loot the bodies of the idiots who try something. It's simple," Strax said, drawing their attention.

"Come on, we know we'll be attacked again; we'll just profit from the dead, as they would from us." He said with a shrug, and the women looked at him incredulously at what he had said...

"He's not wrong, really. Just do what's necessary," Samira said, supporting him, and the girls proceeded. "Well, if we're going to risk our lives anyway. It doesn't matter." Beatrice said, already spotting the carriage.

As they approached, they saw Carlos leaning against the wall, watching the carpenter finish assembling the new wheel for the carriage.

The mares were already positioned, and Apocalipse was standing by, waiting for Strax, who, when he saw him, whinnied quickly, "Hiiihii!" And Strax just smiled, "Yes, here it is." Strax said, approaching and giving not one, but two carrots to her that he had gotten from the kitchen.

After greeting the mare, he turned to Carlos, "Is everything alright?" Strax asked, seeing Carlos carefully watching the carpenter's work. "Yes, he did an excellent job. We'll be ready to leave soon."

The carpenter stood up and wiped his hands on a cloth, looking at the group with a smile. "Everything is ready. It was a pleasure to help you. The wheel is as good as new; you can continue your journey without worries."

"Thank you, sir," Strax said, shaking the carpenter's hand. "How much do we owe for the repair?"

"Don't worry about it; the young man over there already paid," the carpenter replied, waving his hand. "Just travel safely and come back anytime." Strax heard this and looked at Carlos, "Cristine sent money this morning, and a letter for you." He said, pulling out from his pouch a letter that had no noble appearance, looking more like a crumpled piece of paper...

Well, she was an assassin, not a grand duchess or anything like that.