Ano and Surmo

The clone soldier walked away from my sight, and I also began to leave the confinement room. Suddenly, something on the ground caught my attention. "What is this? Keys, are these the keys to the room where I'm locked? It doesn't matter; I can shatter the door into pieces easily, I don't need them."

I pondered and tossed the keys away. As I reached the hall, I examined my surroundings, looking around. The hall was empty, quiet, and dark. "Where are the soldiers? I thought there would be more guards, and I could create more clones easily."

"Mistress Janifer! What are you doing here at this hour? It's already night."

I suddenly heard a woman's voice from behind. I turned around and saw a female soldier kneeling before me, her gaze fixed on me.

"Where did she come from? I didn't see her coming."

The female soldier was wearing white silver armor. She took off her iron helmet, revealing her black eyes.

"She is a full-grown woman, and she has a certain milf allure about her. Judging by her physique, I can assume she might be the mother of four or six children," I pondered, gazing at her.

"What's happened to the mistress? Why is she acting so strangely? She usually displays no emotions and never speaks to anyone except her family. But now, why is she grinning?" I couldn't help but wonder.

"Mistress, is there something you'd like me to do?" the female soldier asked and turned her attention to me.

"Yes, I would like you to lead the way to my husband's room," I responded and met her gaze.

"Huh? Okay, Mistress, please follow me," she complied, swiftly donning her helmet, and escorted me to Lord Surmo's room.

Our journey revealed that the mansion was significantly larger on the inside than it seemed from the exterior. As we passed by, guards knelt in respect when they spotted me. I didn't mind them and remained focused on my path.

The female soldier stopped before a grand gate and turned to me. "Mistress, I have guided you to Lord Surmo's room. Is there anything else you need?"

"No, you've saved me time. Thank you."

"I'm very glad to hear your appreciation, Mistress. I'll be waiting for you outside if you require my guidance again," she assured me with a warm smile.

"Okay," I responded before stepping into the room.

"Wow, it's been a while since I had a normal conversation like that. If I remember correctly, when I tried to talk to Rose, Sendra, and Mother, they only embraced me, stroked my hair, and kept showering me with kisses. It's all because of this divine bloodline and the alluring body that drives females crazy and overly protective of me.

I know that only one-third of this power is active, and the rest is sealed. I wonder what will happen when the seal is gone... Women would probably start a war for my affection, and they won't stop until they have me wholeheartedly," I contemplated. The thought sent shivers down my spine, a mix of anticipation and fear.

As I entered the room, I noticed two figures engaged in conversation. Ano and Surmo turned to me in surprise.

"Mistress!" Ano knelt down when he saw me.

"What's going on, Janifer? Is there something you need?" Surmo asked, his gaze fixed on me.

I smiled and shifted my body language from formal to informal. Surmo and Ano were taken aback by my change in posture as I provocatively exposed one of my legs, adopting the demeanor of a spoiled lady. Surmo's face reddened with anger, and he slammed his hand on the table, causing books and papers to scatter and startling Ano. "How dare you stand like that, you shameless woman."

"I'm here to talk to you about something," I stated in a cold voice, crossing my arms over my abdomen.

Surmo's anger flared even more at my tone and words. As the tension between Mistress and Surmo grew, Ano began to rise from his seat, suggesting, "My lord, I believe I should leave. We can discuss this later—" However, I interjected.

"No, you're not going anywhere, Ano. Do you really think I'd allow you to leave after what you've done to me?" I retorted.

Ano looked at me with a perplexed expression. His gaze then shifted to Surmo, who wore a curious look. Ano asked, "What have I done to you?"

Surmo's teeth were clenched as he asked Ano, "What have you done to my woman?" Surmo's eyes revealed a chilling intent, and his power surged, causing Ano to fall to the floor. Ano felt a shiver down his spine, realizing that Surmo had deadly intentions in his eyes. I remained in place, observing the situation and thinking, "He's strong, but I won't kill him just yet. I need to find something that can help me escape this realm."

Ano was in tears, his voice trembling in fear as he faced Surmo's white iron sword, which was pointed menacingly at his face. "My lord, I didn't do anything improper with Mistress Janifer. I swear it's the truth."

Surmo, his anger palpable, questioned Ano further, "So you're saying that my woman would come to my room at an odd hour and lie provocatively in front of me? Who do you think she is? She's never lied to me or done anything to bring disgrace to our family. She only speaks her mind if something troubles her or involves our children. This behavior of hers makes sense now. Speak up, or I'll have your head."

"No, my lord, I truly haven't done anything to Janifer. I swear on the Ice Goddess," Ano cried, using his hand to shield himself from Surmo's wrath.

At that moment, I interjected, "He's telling the truth. Ano is innocent."

Surmo couldn't believe what he was hearing. "What? He didn't touch you?" he asked, his face a mixture of disbelief and relief.

"Yes, he didn't do anything to me. I came here with a different purpose," I replied calmly and began to approach them.

Both Ano and Surmo were baffled by my statement, and their expressions displayed their shock. Surmo sighed, cautiously walking closer to me while keeping a tight grip on his sword. He gazed into my eyes for a moment, still hesitant about my intentions. "Leave now, or I'll have you thrown into the dungeons with the common criminals, and let them do with you as they please. You've already tarnished your reputation in my eyes. So go, and don't let me see your face again," he threatened, pointing his sword toward me.

With a mischievous smile, I inquired, "What if I refuse to leave?"

"Swish." Surmo swiftly drew his sword and aimed it at my neck. But before the blade could cut my neck I stopped it using a time freeze and malted it with my dragon breath.