Custom Residence (Part 1)

[28 days of Protection Period]

That lunch, Althea couldn't concentrate on eating because of everyone's heated gaze. She put down her utensils and stared them down. 

"Can we resume to normal please? Also, I don't want people to know I'm the Lord here…" 

"Understood, boss!" Sheila yelled with a salute. "But I'm so curious. What does the lord's control panel look like?"

Althea sighed and gave them a rough idea, rousing a few oohs and ahhs from time to time. 

"That sounds amazing…" Harold said, and Maya bobbed her head cutely. 

"Does it look like a game panel?" Eugene couldn't help but ask. He was once a normal boy who had had his share of games, after all.

"It's similar, but the theme looks… medieval?" Althea mumbled after a bit of thought. The technology was really futuristic, but the entire thing felt a bit… old. 

It was very weird.

"A medieval game?"

"Maybe."