Trial XIII

After entering the mansion, Rosalia let go of her maid disguise, shrinking down into a tiny bug. She began to roam through the mansion, unnoticed, her sharp ears listening to the conversations of the guards and maids.

"That fat bastard... Did you hear he raped poor Lily? She was supposed to get married today," a maid whispered angrily, her fists clenched in frustration.

"Hush!" another maid hissed, glancing around nervously. "Don't say anything, or we might be next."

The first maid gritted her teeth, but nodded, falling silent as they hurried down the corridor.

As Rosalia continued to crawl unseen, she finally overheard the conversation she had been searching for.

"Do you know Lady Luna?" a guard asked another, his voice lowered but curious.

The second guard frowned, nodding. "Yeah, what about her?"

"She's alive," the first guard whispered.

"What?!" the other guard exclaimed loudly, eyes wide in shock.

"Shhh! Keep your voice down," the first guard urged, looking around cautiously.

"How can she be alive? It's been months!" the other guard asked, clearly bewildered.

The first guard leaned in closer, his voice barely above a whisper. "It's like this… Lord Bransen was out hunting with his friends, right? Then, all of a sudden, he felt this strange energy in the air, and they decided to investigate. They came across a cave—it looked like some kind of meditation chamber."

"So… it wasn't just a treasure but someone advancing?" the second guard asked, furrowing his brow.

"Exactly. The one they saw advancing was Lady Luna. She had somehow advanced to an Epic class while they thought she was dead."

"Damn. Doesn't that mean Lord Bransen's in serious danger?" the second guard muttered. "If she's back, and that powerful…"

"Yeah, that's what they're worried about. They're trying to catch her, but instead of just guards, they've sent Adepts after her now. After what happened with Lord Brian's son—Lord Bransen… well, no one wants to cross her. She's a real threat."

"What exactly happened?" the second guard asked, curiosity clear in his voice.

"His whole family lineage was wiped out," the first guard replied grimly, causing the other guard to instinctively flinch and cover his little brother. "Cold-blooded."

"Not only that," the first guard continued, "she destroyed his Arune Key. He's crippled now—can't wield magic anymore."

"Deserved it," the second guard muttered under his breath.

"Hold on," the first guard snapped, narrowing his eyes. "Did you just say something?"

"No!" the second guard quickly replied, shaking his head. They both fell silent after that, steering the conversation back to safer topics as they continued their patrol.

Roselia, who had been listening carefully, mumbled to herself, "So, Lady Luna hasn't been caught yet." She thought for a moment, knowing that if Adepts (Tier III) were after her, it wouldn't be long before they closed in.

"After all, Luna is only at Tier II, mid-level power. She can't fight against someone from Tier III. Maybe… unless she has a good or powerful level powerful inherent ability," Roselia considered, her thoughts racing as she looked ahead.

"Hmm, now that I'm here, I should grab some things," she decided, spreading out her senses. Soon, she locked onto her target and carefully made her way toward the room.

Upon entering she saw a fat man riding a poor maid, he maid had a lifeless expression on her face, her clothes were torn and various wounds on her beautiful body.

The fatty kept mumbling as he shake his hips like dog " damn it, that bastard Luan is alive and she has an Epic class!"

He after some shakings stopped as a wretched expression appeared on his face, "haaa haaa" and panted like a dog.

The man's face leaned in closer to the silent maid, who seemed almost lifeless. "Damn it," he muttered, before suddenly punching her. She winced as blood poured from her nose.

"Why aren't you moaning loudly?" he yelled, his face contorted in anger. He punched her again and again, leaving her face a bloody mess. Finally, after taking out his frustration, he stopped, panting heavily.

"Humph, useless thing," he mumbled, standing up and pushing the maid's battered body off the bed. He then simply lay down, as if nothing had happened.

"Three Adepts are enough to find her and kill her," he mumbled to himself, drifting off.

Roselia, having watched the entire scene, felt a sharp flash of anger spark in her eyes. She glanced at the maid, lying motionless on the floor, and then back at the cruel man in front of her.

A dangerous light flash in her eyes as she appeared in front of bed and taking a highly beautiful human form.

Brian's eyes snapped open, sensing a presence in the room. He scanned his surroundings until his gaze fell on a stunning figure standing near the foot of his bed. She had long black hair, tan skin, and deep black eyes, dressed in simple lingerie.

"Who are you?" Brian asked, his eyes narrowing as he looked at her like a predator eyeing its prey.

"I... I was sent by an Adept master to you," Rosalia replied, pretending to act nervous, as she shyly looked down.

Seeing her feigned innocence and timidity, Brian's sadistic nature flared up. He stood from the bed and grabbed her hand, guiding her closer. "Don't worry," he said with a twisted smile. "I promise I'll make it worth your while. You'll enjoy every bit of this."

He said as he pushed her down on bed and then torning the lingeries of her body, he started to ravage her.

"Please...no" 

"have mercy!"

The more she begged the more he became active.

But as he was ravaging her , suddenly he heard a voice in his head causing him to stop as his face paled.

[ You have fallen for deception ]

[ You are now eternal slave of Roselia the Demoness of Deception ]

Brian looked downwards as his face paled even more finding his son on bed instead of the tanned beauty, he hurriedly backed off as he clenched his hair, trembling "what ..what just happened?"