"You can't do this to me," Anne barked in a loud tone.
"Oh, and why can't I?" Seraphine responded with an amused tone. "As the head maid of Elder Aur, I have the authority for it."
"You..." Anne gritted her teeth, her frustration evident as she saw the two men slowly advancing towards her.
"Do you dare to kick me out? I am also a student of the academy and a wizard at the same time," Anne challenged.
The two men involuntarily paused, hesitating as they glanced back at Seraphine.
Seraphine's expression remained cold, though internally she smirked. "This girl is trying to dig her own grave," she thought.
"Are you disrespecting the status of an Elder?" Seraphine retorted in a mocking tone, her disdain evident in her eyes.
Anne gritted her teeth at the remark. "Fine," she conceded, her anger barely contained. Without saying another word, she stormed out of the grand mansion.
After leaving the mansion, Anne became expressionless, her heart heavy with despair.
Her former boyfriend, Leo, now was shit used to fertilise the ground. His lack of practice had gradually isolated him from social circles, and he couldn't complete quests on his own, making his progress extremely slow due to lack of resources.
Moreover, he didn't even participate in the annual competition due to his lack of strength, and was subsequently kicked out of the academy.
Upon leaving the academy, he became a target for those who saw him as a nuisance, and he was ultimately slain by an assassin. Even his relatively rich family met a merciless end.
In the academy, arrogance often breeds enemies and draws the ire of many. However, for an average wizard with mediocre talent, maintaining a low profile and showing humility typically shields them from such outcomes.
Had Leo graduated from the academy, considering his middling talent, reaching the tier one wizard realm would have been feasible, and his family's fortunes likely would have prospered. But now, all due to his greed, he had met a tragic fate.
Contemplating these events, Anne felt a sense of emptiness engulf her, as if her own fate was sealed in despair.
...
"Seraphine, what did you do now?" Elara looked at her younger sister with a frown on her face.
"I'm sorry, sister. I disturbed the master's practice," Seraphine meekly lowered her head.
Hearing this, Elara's frown deepened.
"What should I do now, sister?" Seraphine asked nervously, tears welling up in her eyes, causing her vision to become hazy.
"What did the master tell you to do?"
"He said that we both should come into his room."
"Okay, play as you massage my temple," Aur instructed.
Aur laid down on the bed, and immediately the two burst into joy with a sigh of relief.
"Luckily the master didn't pursue it," Elara whispered.
Seraphine quickly took out the zither and began to play, while Elara gently started to massage Aur's temple as his head rested in her thighs.
Feeling the warmth of Aur's body against her cold skin, a slight moan escaped Elara's lips, but her fingers didn't stop, continually massaging Aur's temple.
"As expected, this calms my desires as well," Aur remarked, sinking into a deep sleep. Only to wake up the next day feeling very comfortable; at this point, his desire to devour had completely vanished.
"You two can go now," Aur said, just as he was about to dismiss them, suddenly a knock came from the door.
"What is it?"
"Young master, the second elder seems to have arrived," Lucy's voice came from outside.
"Oh?" Aur looked at the tired figures of the two sisters, their eyes drooping with exhaustion, almost falling to the ground.
"Dress me up."
"Yes, master," Elara and Seraphine immediately nodded their heads, their eyes brightening even in their exhausted state.
Although Aur might be seen as doing a cruel thing, a slave must know their place, as he has clearly stated that they must not disturb his practice unless absolutely necessary. They were lucky they hadn't been killed yet.
Given their slightly higher status under that tyrant, they knew how servants were treated like grass on a chopping board the moment they did something wrong. Males were tortured until they wished for death or were directly killed, and for female slaves, their state was even worse.
To perform acts that were fully inhumane and then be discarded.
From these points of view, Aur was actually being kind to them, as their punishment could have been much worse.
What they didn't know was that they had gotten lucky.
If not for the confrontation needed for him to suppress his desires by being distracted with their massage and song, then their end would have been far more miserable than they could ever think.
Aur looked at the second elder in front of him and bowed slightly in respect.
"Second elder."
The second elder gave a slight nod as well.
"I will be direct with you. I am here for your marriage with my daughter," the second elder said casually.