13: My target is here [pt2]

All this worrying was making Keith tired and hungry. His stomach reminded Keith that he had not eaten in quite some time and that it was time to get something inside it if he wanted to live.

Thankfully, the door to his room opened at the same time his stomach decided to remind him again of its existence. And the aroma of food drowned out everything else inside the room, even the existence of that dangerous dancer from before.

"Master, I am back here to serve you your food. How would you like to have it?"

The dancer leaned closer to Keith's face as she unpacked his dish. Her dress dipped a little to show the inside of her chest and naked breasts.

Keith's eyes moved toward the huge breasts in front of him before the aroma of chicken breasts caused him to look away.

'Well, it's as the people say. Food will always be the number one thing to humans.'

The dancer looked a little shocked as Keith looked away from her toward the bowl of food she had brought. But unlike before, the embarrassment did not cross her expression of disbelief.

"Hey, hurry up and serve me food if you are going to. Do I have to file a complaint against you to your boss?"

The dancer seemed like she was gritting her teeth but Keith was too hungry to care about her mood. She should not have deceived serving him if she was not going to be professional.

"Of course master. Here, let me serve you a glass of wine to go along with your food."

Keith looked at the bony white hands of the dancer. They were beautiful and elegant as they poured him wine. They even brought the small cup toward his mouth before Keith decided to stop her.

He had seen too many hentai to not get provoked when he was forced into such a scene. The dancer in front of him looked too good and smelled too good.

Keith was afraid that he would jump her if she decided to touch him.

"You can put my wine glass and food in front of me. I will get it myself."

Once again, the dancer looked like she was trying her hardest to stop herself from biting her lower lips. Maybe it was all too humiliating for her.

After all, she was a dancer and not a servant. There was no need for her to come here to serve Keith. Maybe the innkeeper had put her up to it.

"Look miss, I don't think you should be in here and I don't want you here. Now, hurry up and leave my room before I make you regret things."

Keith wanted to let the dancer out gently but that would be too out of character for him. The Grandmaster was a cold man who did not 'escort' someone out gently.

The dancer flinched as she was rushed out of the door and she looked a little humiliated as well once she watched Keith not touch anything. He wanted to eat so much but he did not want to eat in front of the dancer.

"O-Of course. I will let you be for now master. I hope you enjoy your food and please do call me if there is anything you need from me."

The dancer bowed as she headed out. Keith did notice the small smirk on her face but he let it go for now. There was no need for him to get any more involved with this lady than he already had.

A sweet smell was filling up the room and Keith was sure his room was a little hotter than it had been before.

He was also sure that his chicken tasted weird and every bite made his insides get hotter. But Keith was too hungry to care much for it and ended up finishing everything.

Only a single serving of the side dish was left and that was when Master Fushi entered the room and sat down. Keith did not pay much attention as she took a single bite and then made an offended face.

"It's stale food which has gone bad. Grandmaster, it is not good for your health to eat this filth."

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Queen Natasha had never been this humiliated before. And she had also never been this wet before.

At first, she thought the grandmaster was normal and all the rumors about him had been exaggerated. She had wanted to test the man herself.

And he had not seemed like much when she had first seen him. He was a cold man who did not pay attention too much, and he also seemed to not have recognized Natasha's real form.

Of course, that was all until she tried to provoke him intentionally. She had made sure her huge chest was visible when she bowed down to serve the grandmaster.

Men generally fell for such tricks and ended up showing their true colors. They could not help it because of the charm magic skinner demons used. And the grandmaster had seemed to be no different at first.

But that confidence did not even last a single second. The grandmaster had disregarded her and stared at his food.

Natasha, the skinner queen had been passed over by a human male because of food! How humiliating.

But this was also the first time someone had rejected her and it had caused Natasja to become curious. Her body had also decided that it found this neglect sexy and she had gotten a little turned on.

Her pussy had throbbed as soon as the grandmaster had looked at her with his cold and unfeeling eyes and her nipples had hardened.

Natasha had tried various tricks to get her hands on the grandmaster after that. She had gone as far as to try and feed him wine as well but he had refused.

He had even asked Natasha to leave the room which was absolutely a first for her. It had caused so many things to go through Natasha's body but the heat had been the worst of it. Natasha had gotten wet after hearing that cold and unfeeling voice.

'It's good I laced the grandmaster's food with heat eggs. It will cause his body to become a slave to my pleasure and he will have no choice but to submit to me.'

And then Natasha would make that man hers. She had everything planned out already inside her head. She had even given the signal to her minions to do everything in their power to keep the other guild people occupied for now.

"Hey, what are you doing here? And how even are you? I don't think you are with the hotel, right?"

Of course, Natasha had to run into a problem just as she was finished daydreaming. And it was this chick who had accompanied the grandmaster. She was another master of the guild and a high-ranking fighter.

But even she would not be able to see through Natasha's disguise if the grandmaster had not been able to.

"I am a new person who joined today. Unfortunately, everyone else was busy, so I served the grandmaster dinner. May I get you anything as well?"

Natasha bowed down to the human, absolutely hating that she had to do so. But she needed to keep up her facade for now.

She did not like how the human was looking at her with eyes filled with distrust but she ultimately let Natasha leave.

"Disgusting humans. I hope you eat the heat eggs and become my slave as well. I will show you hell once you do. After all, the queen egg here will make sure-"

Natasha took out the egg, only to realize that she made a mistake. The egg in her pocket was not the queen egg, but a normal one. The queen's egg seemed to have been mixed in the food she had left in the grandmaster's room.

"Oh fuck. This is not good. This is not good at all."

Natasha knew that someone had fucked up majorly but there was no way to know where the mess-up had happened. The heat eggs would burst open in a few hours and the willing participants would not remember anything for the first day.

They will only be coherent enough to have sex and establish a queen-servant bond they will not remember.

And the worst thing was, there was no way to know who injected the queen egg until you had the heat egg yourself.

'Fuck, looks like I don't have a choice in this matter. I will have to become a participant myself.'

Natasha gulped down the heat egg in her hand and prayed for the best outcome - no one had ingested the queen egg and it was still alive. It would make the bond non-existing and she would be able to try again.

And this time, there would be no more mishaps that would happen. And to make sure of this, Natasha would kill the other female in the room before she became a competitor.