Chapter 13: The Gratitude of the Kitten

The morning sun roused Felix from his deep slumber. The courtyard echoed with the crisp chirping of birds. The sound, not necessarily melodious, surprisingly lifted Felix's spirits. Just moments after waking, a pretty maid entered with a basin of warm water.

This time, the one attending to him wasn't Salma, the lovely maid with beautiful golden locks. Instead, it was a mature maid with a notably full bust. She had soft, flaxen curls and her appearance was slightly seductive.

The world, in terms of production capability, was in the budding stage of capitalism. However, in other respects, it still echoed the semi-feudal era and retained elements of the slave system.

Most maids of this era were bound to nobility, their possessions, and even their lives owned by the aristocrats. Besides catering to their masters' daily needs, they also bore the duty of accompanying them to bed.

It's essential to mention a particular controversial right held by the nobles— the "right of the first night." This was the first aristocratic privilege to be abolished throughout the continent. The individual who advocated for its abolishment was none other than the Shadow Queen, Christie.

A millennium ago, Christie, who had entered the realm of demi-gods, proudly declared to the world, "Any nation retaining the right of the first night will be my enemy!"

Although the Shadow Queen Christie was considered a heretical deity, she was worshipped by many women. Like the huntress goddess, Artemis, Christie too was a virgin goddess. All virgin goddesses are revered in the eyes of women for they symbolize purity and are the protectors of the pure.

As for this belief, Felix found it somewhat amusing. To him, so-called purity was simply a thing to be tainted.

Breakfast consisted of hearty grain bread smeared with a rose-hued butter. Felix couldn't recall its name, but it tasted incredibly delicious. He had overslept that day, realizing it was already a quarter past eight in the magical morning by the time he reached the dining hall.

Lady Elizabeth hurriedly made her way to the palace before seven o'clock. During this time, conflicts persisted between the Empire and the Saturn Empire at their borders. The military was on the brink of a clash with the finance ministers, largely because of unpaid military expenses. As the financial advisor appointed by the emperor, Lady Elizabeth had no choice but to mediate.

After breakfast, Felix seemed extremely bored. But after some thought, he dismissed the idea of going out. Until he had the power to protect himself, he would not risk his life recklessly.

Reading was a good way to pass the time. However, wanting to make a good impression on his magic tutor, Felix decided to review "3D Analysis of the Magic Network Axis" and "Basic Arcane Laws and Formation Guide."

The birth of arcane magic stemmed from astrology. According to ancient legends, the forefathers of antiquity deduced the initial arcane system by calculating the trajectories of the stars.

About six thousand years ago, the arcane world saw the emergence of twelve arcane masters. They redefined the arcane system to perfection and integrated a branch of magic known as "Elemental Sealing." This eventually formed the present arcane system. In fact, what's now referred to as magicians are simply casters who use "Elemental Magic."

When Felix was at the inn and controlled the still-attractive innkeeper, Betty Artemis, he used a "Binding" spell, which is a mid-to-low-level arcane of level 32. In the realm of "Magic Sealing," a powerful arcanist stands supreme.

By noon, Felix finally saw Lady Elizabeth again, though she looked very tired. This enchanting woman tried to smile gently at Felix upon seeing him. However, her worn-out appearance surprisingly made Felix feel a pang of distress.

"My dear little Felix, don't worry. The magic tutor will be here this afternoon," Lady Elizabeth said, squeezing Felix's smooth face with her porcelain-like hand, even holding his head and ruffling his beautiful brown hair. Surprisingly, Felix did not resist this time but rather seemed to enjoy this affectionate gesture.

"My lady, I think you should take a good nap," Felix wisely refrained from asking what troubled Lady Elizabeth so deeply. Instead, he stubbornly took her by the hand and led her to a bedroom in the backyard.

Lady Elizabeth surprisingly didn't stop Felix's capricious actions. She just watched him with her sapphire blue eyes, which shone mysteriously.

The aloof female knight widened her eyes in disbelief, covering her mouth as she watched Lady Elizabeth being led away by Felix.

Lady Elizabeth lay on a bed covered in soft down comforters, staring at Felix with a peculiar shimmer in her eyes. Suddenly, she burst into laughter, radiant as a blossoming flower.

Lady Elizabeth opened her arms and pulled the somewhat bewildered Felix into her embrace. She playfully ruffled his head as one might with a kitten, messing up his beautiful brown hair. Then, this inherently enchanting woman, to Felix's astonishment, planted a smacking kiss on his smooth, fair face.

Felix was dumbfounded.

In fact, he didn't feel much, because when he was taken into Lady Elizabeth's arms, he was wrapped in two huge boobs, and a good smell of women's fragrance surrounded him, making him dizzy. It's almost impossible to tell the difference between east, west and north.

So white, so big, so soft.

Felix's limited vocabulary only allowed him to use the most straightforward words to describe his feelings.

"Madam, I will cast a [Deep Sleep] spell on you. This spell will wear off in one and a half magical hours. By that time, it will be roughly two in the afternoon, just in time for you to enjoy a sumptuous lunch."

Felix tried hard to suppress the dizzying yet enjoyable sensation he felt. Unfortunately, he couldn't suppress the blush that rose on his handsome face. Even as he tried to look stern, Lady Elizabeth giggled, looking completely unaffected by his demeanor.

"In the name of the night, deep sleep."

In reality, Felix didn't need to chant any incantations for low-level magic; he did so purely for the formality. Under the influence of the magic, Lady Elizabeth quickly fell asleep. Her lips, as rosy as rose petals, bore a slight smile. The serene and peaceful look on her face made Felix's heart skip a beat.

After casting the spell, Felix turned to the expressionless female knight and said calmly, "Don't worry, the lady will wake up in one and a half magical hours."

Catherine looked at Felix's handsome face in surprise. Even though she wasn't very knowledgeable about magic, she knew that accurately timing the [Deep Sleep] down to the minute required incredible mental prowess. Magic wasn't simply about raw power; the true pursuit for a caster was the whimsical control of the [Elemental Dose].

If what he said was true, Catherine felt it might be worth inviting a grand mage to assess his talent.