14 Suspicions
We surveyed the mansion. It is a huge ass place. The Nebiros are trying too hard to appear 'prestigious' with the decorations outside. Probably a sign of overcompensation.
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The planned exits are four;
First is, if we were found out, we would go out guns blazing. The same is applied if we find prisoners and have to escort them out. Barbaric, but effective. And I won't have to worry about my safety, considering the ultimate-class company I'm keeping. When we reach outside the anti-[Teleport]'s effect radius, we [Teleport].
Second, we don't get found out, we take our leave through the front door.
Third, if we find prisoners and we're still unnoticed, we look for the engraved magic circles and destroy them. We and the prisoners [Teleport].
Fourth, if we were found out, cause enough panic for the guests to run away, we change our appearance and blend in with the escaping herd. We leave through the exit without a hitch.
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We have to look for the info on the lab's location before doing any leaving and saving.
Sneaking into the private rooms inside the mansion. Find a document related to the experiments or the lab.
Perhaps interrogating prison guards, if there are any.
Last resort is beating it out of the Nebiros family members.
The patrols are pretty standard. Nothing hard to handle.
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It took a couple of hours to finish surveying the place.
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"And there you have it. What do you think?" I ask her with my arms open. Waiting for her opinion.
We are currently in a private room, eating at a restaurant. Grayfia led me here after the hard work we did.
We cancelled our [Look M] since we are in a private room.
As for our appearances, She just changed her attire, wearing a simple black dress. With a revealing cleavage. Her usual red lipstick. And her silver hair is in an elegant bun.
For yours truly, I'm kitted out in a black tux. At the behest of her highness, Grayfia.
"It is fine. If all else fails, we have the entire property along with its occupants vanish." She answers, sitting across from me.
"Haha. I hope I get to see your prowess when that happens!"
"I am sure you do." She sips her grape juice with grace.
'Grape juice. Does she dislike alcohol? Heh. Maybe she has crap tolerance.'
"By the way…" I look at her.
"Yes?"
"What do you do in a ball exactly?"
"…You do not know what to do in a ball?"
"It's just dancing, right?"
"Yes, dancing and socializing."
"What kind of dancing?
"Fufu. Someone is nervous."
"It's my first time going to a place like that, I need to know what to expect. And how to behave."
"And how to dance." She adds
"And that."
She sets her elbows on the table, places her chin on her interlocked fingers and asks in an enchanting voice "Would you like me to teach you?"
"Yes, please" I nod eagerly.
"Hmm....then call me Mistress." She demands, her smile turns into a sadistic one.
"Do I have to?" I deadpanned in response.
"If you want to be taught."
"Just for dancing?"
She chuckles "Is there anything else you want me to teach you?"
"How about a way to increase demonic power?" I ask.
"A way to increase demonic power…"
It took her a minute to come up with an answer "I do have a method for you." she averts her eyes.
"And?"
Her cheeks faintly blush.
"W-what kind of method is it?" I ask hesitantly.
"Ehem. It requires two people. One being very experienced in channeling their demonic power."
"Don't tell me…!"
"Do not say it!" She stands up abruptly and leans over the table in an attempt to cover my mouth. Alas, she fails.
"Dual cultivation! Sex!" I gaze at her with my starry eyes.
"Hah?"
…
.....
She sits back.
She rubs her temples.
She suddenly roars "What the hell are you saying to a married woman and a mother?!"
I roar back "Why the hell were you acting embarrassed then?!"
Her anger deflates when she hears my reply.
She says in a quiet voice, her eyes closed "The method, while not sexual, is done with two people…close together...skin contact."
"We have to get naked and hug it out. Is what you're saying."
She nods.
"Well ain't that nice. Haha!"
I continue "So, you still want to teach me that method?" I grin.
"Hmph. Only if you call me Mistress from now on."
I drop the grin. And with a serious expression I ask "Doin' that kinda thing with someone you just met. Not to mention, you're married and a mother. You either got loose screws or you're up to somethin' "
The air turns cold.
