Part 11

*With Sarara*

"Huh, my maid level is 44. It was at level 42 yesterday.y I don't believe this; I just had to go and pick the most useless sub-class instead of skills I could think of," Sarara sighed deeply and continued to talk to herself aloud while cleaning, "I really should have thought something a little more hands-on that makes things or creates thinks you know maybe a weaver or an artiste nor something, but no I keep levelling up as a maid because I'm so bored oh god wait for a second this isn't so much like a maid this is more like being a housewife Huh."

Sara soon lost herself in those thoughts, becoming a cleaning machine. She was quickly surprised by a man's voice.

"Mmm Sarara, I'm back home, meow,"

"Welcome Home, Master Nyanta,"

"Thank you, baby; how was the town," said Nyanta with a wink.

"The same I was careful,"

"That's good to hear you made it back safe. Do you know what I'm saying? I mean that what matters,"

Flash to men destroying people of the land stuff.

"Now, now don't let it get to you, girl. There is only so much you can do. If you let it bother you'll drive yourself crazy,"

"Huh, right,"

"And once again,n I've come home to a sparkling house, your going to be a great wife someday,"

Sarara turns red in embarrassment. "I don't know about that,t really,"

"How are those people your friend sent neow,"

"Ah, right, Markell's gave me an update. They're moving fast. She said that there already passed the depths of the palm. She said they'll arrive sometime tomorrow around noon,"

"That soon hm rather impressive so impressive makes me wonder what kind of people she sent array,"