The Castle Master

Although Keil was apparently friendly, would the other inhabitants of the castle be the same?

As he thought about how to resolve his doubts, he fixed his gaze directly on Keil.

She had a slight smile on her face. She could be described as beautiful but she also had an air of being a concerned smile that was apparently hiding something, which gave him a bad feeling.

Was the loyalty of the castle dwellers immutable?

If her loyalty could be broken, then what could he do not to lose her?

Give them rewards? In theory there was a treasury in the castle. But he wasn't sure what was in that place, or if that would be enough to guarantee his loyalty.

Then he remembered something fundamental that worked in his world.

The power. If he has the power, then he has the power to be above all, the power to dominate them all, the power to destroy them all.

He reached out his hand for the staff and as if there was a connection, it moved towards his hand.

The eight gems embedded in the Staff glowed faintly, as if asking his master's permission to use his great power.

"No"

At the earlier thought, he shook his head.

He knew what that kind of power could cause, his country fell into ruin because the wrong people got absolute power.

Absolute power corrupts absolutely.

If he was Zark, then one of his priorities was to use his power correctly; the least he wanted was to be a ruthless dictator.

Releasing the Staff, it simply slowly moved a few feet away from him as if throwing a bitter tantrum.

Going back to what he had to do; As long as he acts as a fair leader, it should be unlikely that others will act hostile towards him. It does not matter if it is a human or an animal, as long as you do not show your weaknesses, the enemy will not show direct aggression.

She felt as if his shoulders were released from a great weight, so she focused her gaze on the only person who was with him.

He had to do something, although the silence was perfect for thinking, having a girl with her gaze fixed on his person was extremely uncomfortable.

"Keil ..."

An answer came immediately "say my lord?"

Rising from the throne, and holding the Staff in one hand he said "Come closer."

"As you wish."

Responding with a smile, Keil stepped closer. Before he knew it, she was close enough to hug him.

"What a nice smell… what the hell am I thinking ?!" It was the first thing she thought of having the beautiful Keil so close to her.

That thought was instantly ignored the moment she thought about it, this was not the time to fantasize about obscene things.

But maybe… How about testing the limits of her authority over Keil?

It was something important, obviously there were no ulterior motives or some kind of thought-provoking Machiavellian plan just to touch a girl. Deep down though, Zark knew they were mere excuses.

"I'm going to touch you."

"Yes my Lord, play whatever you want and where you want."

Completely ignoring that last sentence, he raised her hand and touched Keil's hand. Although some words floated in his mind 'Ah how thin', 'Ah what softness', 'Ah what beauty' ... and some other ideas that are not suitable for all audiences appeared in his head, all the male desires were completely ignored since he only wanted feel your pulse.

He was beating… the beating of a heart. If he were a biological being, this should be given as normal.

Why wasn't Zark's heart beating?

Releasing her, he looked down at her own hand and saw her pale skin. Without losing hope, he searched for her pulse, obviously there was no heartbeat.

Was it because Zark was an undead, a Fey, or an Alien?

He wasn't sure, but it would most likely be the first.

Of course, being undead meant being mostly dead, it made sense not to have a heartbeat.

Backing away a little, he looked at Keil.

He saw that her eyes were wet. With a flushed face.

Seeing Keil's appearance stunned him.

He felt uncomfortable at Keil's strange expression, he didn't know what he should do next.

She was simply too perfect to be real, although he had already checked the touch of her, he must be completely sure that she was loyal to Zark ... yes, definitely her action did not have double meaning, it was all for the greater good .

"Keil ... Can I ... Can I touch you ?!"

"Huh?"

The atmosphere instantly froze.

Keil's eyes widened in surprise.

Even he was ashamed. Although there was no way around it, he also didn't understand why he was saying this. Actually, asking someone such a thing in a high tone of voice was truly vulgar.

But being unable to think of anything else, he had to. Convinced, he mentally stabilized himself and with the dignity of a ruler he said.

"It shouldn't matter, right?"

He didn't feel worthy in the least.

"Of course, my lord. Please play where you want. "

Keil I brought his face dangerously close ... his delicate, smooth and beautiful face. Only being separated by centimeters from his own.

In an attempt to avert her gaze from him, she lowered his eyes but found Keil's breasts, the shapely and balanced twin peaks of his. He was in direct contact with his body.

If he wasn't in such a strange situation, he would have passed out.

Pushing her away slightly, he decided to touch Keil's face.

He reached out and slowly advanced. There was an abnormal amount of tension in the environment.

Unable to do so, he looked directly at Keil, realized that his eyes were shining and he had a slight smile of happiness on his face, he seemed to mentally say "Come on, make me yours!"

Doubting whether it was from emotion or embarrassment, his hand trembled under the pressure, but he made up his mind and reached out.

The first thing he noticed was the warmth to the touch that a living being produced, followed by the smoothness of his skin, it had no wrinkles or imperfections and although it was firm, it was also soft.

He continued his movement towards his hair, it was so smooth and light that his hand glided without any problem and his peculiar silver tone gave it a pleasant exotic beauty.

"Unn ... Anh ..."

The moment Keil let out a sweet moan, he stopped his experiment.

Considering everything he knew, Zark had come up with two possible explanations for this situation.

Due to his actions they may consider him a pervert, but in an attempt to preserve his dignity, he knew that he should apologize for his inappropriate behavior.

"Excuse me, Keil."

"Woo ah ..."

Keil was breathing hard and his face was flushed so badly that his body radiated heat.

Shyly she spoke "My lord, if it is your wish you can continue, I have no problem giving you my first time; and if we do it in this place, it would be a dream come true. "

After Keil got carried away and proposed something like that, he was unable to suppress a cry of surprise.

"...How...?"

His mind suddenly went blank, preventing him from deciphering the meaning of that statement.

"First time? Are you referring to ...? "

"May I ask what should I do with my clothes?"

His brain finally understood Keil's words.

IF HE IS TALKING ABOUT IT!

"Should I undress myself? If I stay dressed ... the clothes could get dirty ... "

Realizing Keil's exact intentions, his heart wavered from him.

He was attracted to girls, and if one of Keil's beauty scale made that proposal, he would not hesitate to accept. But his current situation warranted focusing on his priorities.

"Enough" his voice echoed through the throne room.

"Huh? Yes my lord."

"Now ... Now is not the time for that kind of thing."

She wanted to shoot herself or maybe hang herself again, she was served on a silver platter and he rejected her, he felt like a disgusting being for not having taken advantage of the moment ... but he knew it, there were other things that he had to try first.

"Putting that aside ... I have another request to make."

"No matter what it is, I will obey in total submission."

"Aahh ... Yeah ... submission" that last word reasoned in his mind several times, like an echo that did not end, in an attempt to clear his mind, he shook his head and radically changed the subject. "I need you to guide me to the Amphitheater using the fastest method."

"Your wishes are orders my lord, is there no problem with using one of the teleportation rooms?"

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Zark, following Keil herself; Walking through the throne room towards the exit, he came to the front of a large door on the other side of the room.

Rising more than seven meters, this masterful double door was meticulously engraved with an Angel on the right panel and a demon on the left panel. The engraving was so vivid that he felt like they might jump out of the door and start attacking.

As if the door had some kind of consciousness, it slowly opened automatically.

Leaving the throne room behind. They came to a huge dome-shaped room. A large four-color crystal embedded in the ceiling emitted rays of white light. There were seventy-two niches in the wall, each of which had a support for a statue, but they were empty which gave the place an appearance of desolation.

As they advanced, he noticed that ahead there were some humanoid figures waiting, they looked like part of the castle staff.

The first servant to catch his eye was a young butler of about 25 or 27 years old, elegantly dressed in his traditional black tuxedo.

His hair was completely navy blue, slicked back giving him a boyish look. His back was strong like a steel sword. His face possessed a calm and solemn appearance, which made him have a gentle aura, but his eyes were sharp like those of a wolf after his prey.

Following behind the butler and flanking the hall, were five maids and three other butlers, each with a distinctive style.

The first maid did not have an apron on her uniform, instead she had a beautiful black chalet with long sleeves with buttons, around her neck was a green scarf, her face was stoic and ruled revealing a cold personality and calculator.

The next was a butler whose uniform was a tuxedo identical to that of the first butler, what differentiated him from the first was a slightly messy hair and fiery red color, and a fresh smile that brimmed with energy was positioned on his face.

Then a maid continued, but more than a maid, her appearance was more similar to a librarian with elegant clothes, her maid outfit had a long skirt with a side cut, her face was the perfect representation of a beautiful gentle teacher, but at the same strict time, had the frame of glasses, but they did not have crystals, his hair was black and fell placidly down his back to the height of his waist.

A butler continued, and like the previous ones, the most remarkable thing was his gentleman color, which was blond along with his style, which was short and combed back, his eyes were golden and his slight smile released a large amount self-confidence.

The next was a servant girl, her face was the representation of serenity and tranquility, her eyes were crimson like freshly spilled blood and she had divided pupils like those of a feline; her skin was unnaturally pale like a corpse's, her maid outfit was a combination of traditional nun dress and Victorian maid outfit.

Followed by the previous maid, there was a peculiar butler, he wore a white long-sleeved shirt and on this was a sleeveless tuxedo vest of a peculiar light pink color, his hair was white as snow and to demonstrate his nature Inhuman on his head was a pair of ears similar to those of a fox and in the small part of his back a fluffy tail wagged slightly.

If the above was peculiar, what followed was exotic, the following was a servant who gave the appearance of being a kind of servant knight, since her hands and feet were covered with gauntlets and greaves of a metal that shone like the silver. The plates that made up her armor were maid uniform themed and she wore a white headdress instead of a helmet.

The latter was a complicated figure to describe, although he was dressed in a maid uniform, his short stature and androgynous features made it difficult to identify his gender, at first glance he could be seen as an adorable child with clothes of the opposite sex, but if he was carefully examined and Due to her apparent age, it was difficult to identify her real gender, but if the above were not enough, on her head and slightly hidden by her maid hat, were a cute cat ears.

As Zark was guided by Keil in the direction of the teleportation room, the group of maids and butlers suddenly bowed their heads and said in unison.

"Good morning Lord Zark."

Zark was puzzled, the action was unexpected and sudden, and although he was surprised, he quickly calmed his sudden emotions.

Unsure of how to answer, he simply said "Yes ... Anyway."

The group of butlers and servants raised their heads slightly showing a confused expression.

At the stares, Zark straightened his body and quickened his pace.

Soon after, a giant staircase with a luxurious red carpet in the middle appeared in front of him. Zark slowly followed Keil's step and down the stairs.

Suppressing his turbulent emotions, Zark quietly walked down a large hall. He was greeted by a world of grandeur and splendor reminiscent of a giant castle covered in marble.

Hanging from the high ceiling, equally separated, several chandeliers could be seen emitting a soft and warm glow. The glossy floor of the wide corridor reflected the light from the chandeliers above it, shining brilliantly like a mosaic of brilliant stars. If the doors along the corridors were to open, the luxurious furnishings within the rooms would attract the eyes of many.

Zark was simply stunned by the fact that such a beautiful place could exist.

Although he could see it with his own eyes, he still wasn't sure if this was truly real or just a dream.

Realizing that Keil didn't stop him, he hardened his resolve and decided to follow her.

Zark's footsteps echoed down the hall, followed by the sound of his staff hitting the ground. After turning a few times around the corners of the wide hall, Zark saw a woman walking towards him and Keil in the distance.

She had exquisite chestnut hair that reached her shoulders and her face had well-defined features.

She wore a maid outfit, which included a white apron over a long black dress, on her head was a Katyusha, a kind of tie with the function of tying her hair, at the height of her shoulders and finely embroidered in white yarn had the Roman numeral "IX". She was approximately 160 centimeters tall. Her body was slim, and her chest size was modest and conservative, you could almost say flat. Altogether, with the Victorian style of her it gave an impression of virtue and elegance.

When they were close to each other, the maid stepped beside her and bowed deeply to Zark and Keil.

Keil just ignored her, not dignifying her bow with any response.

In a situation like this, Zark didn't know what to do, everything seemed so strange and surreal that he was unable to give an appropriate response.

In response, Zark only raised his hand and said a simple "good morning."

Hearing the words, the maid slightly raised her head and looked at Zark with a surprised expression as she blinked several times.

Zark just looks at the maid's appearance, it was amazing how elaborate her uniform was. Especially, the exquisite embroidery on her apron was a matter of admiration. The level of detail in her outfit was beyond normal.

As he walked away from the surprised servant, Zark noticed something, his eyesight was excellent… no, more than excellent, although they were separated, he was still able to perceive every tiny detail. This made him uneasy.

It was just worrying. What was going on?

Leaving the maid behind, Zark continued on his way.