Malvis in Oasis, but with me disturbing her.

<Malvis Fellidica>

Ahh... What a great afternoon! Dylan's out, that wretched bitch is out, that incredibly charming son of hers is out as well. Furthermore, I'm left with a personal maid.

I snuggle in this overly cozy bed with this warm blanket loomed over me. I'm a cat. I sleep. I eat. I sleep again. Then, I probably wake up for some treats. After that, I sleep again. Do you know what's even better? The food I ate still garners fat in my body but using my alteration skill; I can alter the amount of fat that my body has. Hence why I never and will never get fat.

My body physics is that of a dragon, but since dragons use half of their strength to support the weight of their gigantic body, you could say that I have more strength now, because the amount of draconic strength I have won't be subtracted.

My body is as light as a feather. I can grow wings out of my back. I can alter my face. And sometimes I even alter my... You know... Lower organs to have fun.

After that night at Killigan's latibule, I altered my body odor to that of a eucalyptus scent. Now, I can enjoy this already nostalgic, fresh scent of Remetra flower.

That is until a carriage sounds near the mansion.

"Hah? The court ends so fast? *sigh* Shit they're back..."

--

The carriage door opens and the driver helps mom walk down the stair.

"Mom, Dylan. Meet me in the sage tower okay?" I inform.

"Oh? Is it about back then?" Mom asks. I nodded.

In my previous life as an Everheart, I always work and solve things through my hard work. No one helps, no one was there for me. However, things changed. I want to feel what working together feels like. I smiled genuinely this time as I walk towards the stairs towards my room where I expect Malvis to greet me.

When I almost reached the doorknob to my room, Phoebe the maid walks up from the stair, bringing a teapot and a glass on the tray.

"Your excellence! You're already back!" Phoebe greets informally. I don't mind particularly but in front of the guests, she needs to be formal. I should scold her later, but now? This is not the time for any sadness.

"Hello, Phoebe! How is Lady Jessie? Has she been misbehaving?" I greet her back in an informal way.

"No! As expected for your excellence's playdate, she has been a very good child." Haha... Mavis is probably hearing this conversation. I want to see her reaction to Phoebe calling her 'child'.

"You know what? I think you deserve a holiday. You can rest for the rest of the day. Thank you, Phoebe." I offered a hand, "Here let me bring the tray for you."

"Wha- what Your excellence? U- umm I sincerely thank you for this generous proposal but I do-

"It's an order, Phoebe," I say with a charming smile plastered on my face.

"I see. Then, I shall accept this proposal wholeheartedly." She leaves the tray to me and then bowed slightly to signify her retreat.

I open the door.

"Well well... Look who returned," Malvis says.

"We need to chat, Malvis," I say.

--

10 minutes later

"Hoh? A potential war, I hear?" Malvis said. "Interesting, truly interesting. 5 grandmaster assassins were killed without a single sound or vibration. Seems like Dylan has grown."

"Yes. I do wonder... Right now you can kill me any second. I know why you won't kill me or anyone else, but I need to confirm.

Malvis, what the fuck is your motive here."

"My motive? Haha... Do you think an idiotic being such as I have a motive?"

"Stop with your antics. Do you want to kill mom?" I ask.

"Who do you think you are to order me?"

"Malvis. Stop fucking joking." I stare into her eyes. She stares back. None moved.

"That stare... Haha as they say, "Like father like son." but in this case mother. You remind me of 'her'.", Malvis remarks.

"Oh? I couldn't care less. Now, I demand you to answer me. What is your motive? Malvis."

"My motive? Hahaha, I don't have such a thing. I just wanted to fight my teacher for the last and final time."

"Tch! So be it. If you won't tell, then I have to confiscate my bed from you." She then leeches onto the bed like a cat taking a battle stance.

"Try me, Son of a bitch." Oh! She did not...

"Very well... You oblivion cock sucker. I accept your challenge." I flare out my bloodlust to this room only and retracted it immediately when I hear a step coming up the stair.

Hmm... Judging from the weight of the step, it's Dylan!

"Shit! Hide somewhere!" I say. Malvis vanishes from her previous spot and enters the wardrobe silently.

The door opens.

"My liege, madame is waiting for you in the sage tower."

"Yes Dylan I will go when I change my clothes." I say and he closes the door after nodding first.

Haha... Malvis...

I have figured you out.