novelraw Chapter 42 – What should I do if the maid finds out I stole her stockings?
Chapter 42 – What should I do if the maid finds out I stole her stockings?
"Well, My Lord, should we start preparing for battle now?"
Goodbye was a bit excited at the suggestion, as he enjoyed seeing his lord with a bandit's demeanor.
Seeing Goodbye's eager expression, Sylvie guessed that this one was also a warmonger, and couldn't help but laugh, "What's the rush? We just got back from Blackriver Territory. Let's rest for a couple of days and see what the Buton Family is up to."
"Alright, if there's nothing else, you can leave now."
Sylvie began to shoo him away, as he hadn't had a chance to take a bath since returning.
"Oh, and hang all those paintings Talamb found in the corridor. Winterfell Keep is so bare, it looks like a dungeon."
Goodbye nodded in agreement and was about to leave the room when Sylvie's voice floated over again.
"Add washing the soldiers' underpants and socks to your duties for a year, okay?"
Goodbye: "……(ಥ_ಥ)"
After sending Goodbye off, Sylvie quickly made his way to the castle's bathroom, stripped down, and sank into the water.
Instantly, he felt a healing sensation from the inside out.
Three days had passed, and Sylvie felt that the effects of the Dragonblood Potion had mostly run their course. He looked at his body, feeling taller, probably around 1.9 meters now.
His body was packed with explosive muscles, yet he didn't appear bulky.
His Italian cannon had also been enhanced, whether in caliber, ammo capacity, or sustained combat ability.
Previously, he could probably take out four or five with one shot; now, he could triple that.
He had a feeling that his skin had been fortified, making it difficult for ordinary weapons without infused battle aura to injure him.
If one day he found himself surrounded by enemies, with his battle aura completely depleted, this fortified skin might just save his life.
Externally, the Dragonblood Potion was already impressive, but this was just the tip of the iceberg.
What truly made Sylvie appreciate the potion's power was the change in his battle aura level.
[Name: Sylvie Goldlion]
[Identity: Lord of Eaglehold, Earl]
[Strength: Sky Knight Level 51 (51-60)]
[Skills: Intermediate Magic Immunity, Dragon Vein Power (Strength Enhancement), Bastion of Glory, Fearless Charge, Wild Lion Heavy Strike, Do-or-Die Will, Legendary Heavy Sword Mastery]
[Equipment: Triumphant Paladin Heroic Plate (Heroic, Unique), Goldlion Honor Greatsword (Master)]
[Cologne Empire Reputation: 283149↑ (Your deeds are well-known in the Goldlion Duke's territory, and your legend is spreading in Blackriver Territory and Eaglehold)]
[Orc Empire Reputation: 5784↑ (Baideng Bloodfang swears to lead the orc legion to flatten Eaglehold)]
[Demi-human Faction Reputation: 734↑ (You are feared by all demi-humans)]
[Buton Territory Reputation: 12 (They have been very vigilant since discovering the iron ore)]
"I gained two passive skills, Intermediate Magic Immunity and Dragon Vein Power, and finally, I'm a Sky Knight."
Sylvie clenched his fists excitedly, feeling the surge of battle aura within him. The increase in strength brought him a greater sense of security.
He was probably the youngest Sky Knight in the entire Cologne Empire now.
The difference between a Sky Knight and an Earth Knight mainly lay in the amount of battle aura and the ability to sustain output.
Reaching the Sky Knight rank meant a geometric increase in battle aura, thick enough to lift a person and allow them to fly.
However, it wasn't typically used for travel, as it consumed a lot of battle aura and couldn't sustain flight for long.
In other aspects, Sky Knights also had better battle aura conduction, higher explosive power, and a more resilient body compared to Earth Knights.
The last two are straightforward, but battle aura conduction is one of the fundamental factors determining a knight's strength.
For example, a regular knight using a Cross Slash might only split a training dummy, but a Sky Knight could use the same skill to cleave through a city wall.
After a brief moment of excitement, Sylvie looked at his information panel and noticed something else.
"Who is this Baideng Bloodfang?"
"And leading the orc legion to flatten Eaglehold?"
Sylvie frowned. Sometimes his reputation panel provided unexpected intelligence.
Judging by the name, Baideng Bloodfang and Baideng Bloodfang are likely related, either father and son or brothers.
Baideng is more likely Baideng's father, given the bold claim of flattening Eaglehold, implying a large army under his command.
Sylvie disliked being targeted. Once someone had their sights on him, he wanted to deal with them preemptively, whether they were players or Talamb.
"It seems we'll need to strengthen border defenses soon. If the orc legion plans to attack Eaglehold directly, they'll likely cross the Sorento Mountains, or they'll have to attack Blackriver Territory again."
With this thought, Sylvie immediately wrote a brief message to several border towns, including Morninglight Town.
He also couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for the soon-to-be-appointed baron of Blackriver Territory.
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This baron, whom he had never met, would likely face a significant orc invasion shortly after taking office.
...
When Sylvie returned to his room, it was already late at night. The young maid, Loli, was awake and polishing his armor with a cloth.
She had nearly finished the breastplate, with only the lining left to clean.
Loli wore a sweet smile as she polished the armor, imagining her master looking tall and heroic in it, sending a shiver down her spine.
Just as she reached into the breastplate's lining pocket, Sylvie's anxious shout came from behind her.
"Hey! Don't—!"
But it was too late. The young maid's hand had already reached in and pulled out a crumpled white silk strip.
Why did it look more and more like the pair of maid socks she had lost?