novelraw Chapter 49 – Practice
Chapter 49 – Practice
"Ding! The host has executed Grand Knight Gal, who has followed you for many years, earning 2000 Villain Points. Please keep up the good work and become the strongest villain as soon as possible."
The sudden notification from the system nearly made Sylvie stumble. The knight beside him quickly supported him, looking cautious.
"I rid the world of a menace and got Villain Points for it?" Sylvie laughed in disbelief and questioned the system in his mind:
"What kind of twisted logic is this system of yours? Can you tell me why?"
"Ding! The foolish populace is only intimidated by your ruthlessness, while the knights under your command are terrified by your heartlessness."
Sylvie's expression gradually turned cold. He glanced at the knight beside him, noticing his fearful demeanor and evasive gaze, and suddenly asked:
"Tell me your thoughts on this matter. I want your most honest opinion."
"My Lord, I... this..." The knight stammered, unable to articulate his thoughts clearly.
"This is an order."
"It's... because Grand Knight Gal has followed you for so many years and has always been loyal. Yet you executed him for a few dead... commoners, and this..." The knight hesitated, not daring to continue.
The air grew silent, and the knight could feel the sharpness of his lord's gaze, like a blade.
Loyalty?
True loyalty wouldn't defy his orders.
Following him for a long time doesn't equate to loyalty.
Gal was just a selfish, greedy opportunist. His so-called loyalty was only due to Sylvie's status and position. Today, Gal reached out with greedy hands; could Sylvie guarantee that in the face of greater interests, Gal would remain loyal?
"Do others think the same as you?"
"Yes... yes, most of them do. A few knights are indifferent." As if trying to bolster his courage, the soldier timidly added, "Even... even Lord Claremont sighed and said..."
"Said what?"
"Said the crime didn't warrant death..."
Didn't warrant death?
Sylvie fell silent upon hearing this, returning to Winterfell Keep with a troubled mind.
...
At night, Sylvie sat at his desk, frustrated, looking at the various trivial matters of his territory, feeling that nothing was going right.
Just then, cheerful footsteps approached from outside, followed by a knock on the door.
"Knock, knock, knock."
"Master, I'm coming in~"
Loli, dressed neatly in a maid's outfit, tiptoed in, closing the door gently, and floated to Sylvie's side like a little elf.
She keenly sensed the man's foul mood.
"Master, is something troubling you?"
Loli blinked her light red eyes, looking worriedly at Sylvie's furrowed brow.
"Nothing's troubling me, just didn't sleep well."
Sylvie patted the little maid's head, forcing a smile, but couldn't hide the irritation and fatigue in his eyes.
Hearing this, Loli gently moved behind Sylvie, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding him so his head could rest against her chest.
Surrounded by the little maid's gentle and fragrant embrace, Sylvie inexplicably felt a bit relaxed, and the needle-pricking sensation in his mind eased considerably.
Loli pressed her cheek softly against Sylvie's ear, intoxicated by his scent, whispering, "Master, if something's bothering you, you must tell Loli~ Maybe Loli can help."
"It's about the Compensation Fund."
Feeling the little maid's warmth and concern, Sylvie couldn't hide it any longer.
Seeing her puzzled expression, Sylvie recounted the day's events and the knights' thoughts to her.
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"I don't think I did anything wrong. The fallen deserve to be remembered, and such people can't be kept."
Sylvie murmured, looking somewhat lost.
It was the first time Loli had seen such emotions in this powerful man, and she felt a pang of heartache and sadness, rubbing her cheek against Sylvie's stubbly chin in comfort.
"How could Master be wrong?"
"My father told me, no one is born a hero. Although the fallen soldiers were just ordinary people, the moment they donned armor, picked up swords, and stepped onto the battlefield, each one of them was a hero."
"If even heroes aren't protected, but instead trampled upon, who would dare to be a hero in this world?"
Saying this, Loli looked softly at Sylvie's profile.
In her heart, the man before her was her hero, a giant who held up the sky for her.
Even if no one else understood him, she would stand by him without hesitation.
Besides, Sylvie wasn't wrong. In the Demi-human kingdom, respecting and caring for the fallen was an innate tradition.
That's why tens of thousands of Demi-human soldiers fought to the death without surrendering, even when the human army reached the King's doorstep, he stubbornly raised his longsword.
After hearing Loli's words, Sylvie felt enlightened and much relieved. He didn't think he was wrong, just started doubting himself in a state of isolation.
Now, with Loli's help, he reaffirmed his beliefs.
Sylvie turned to embrace the petite maid, kissing her cheek, and said with a smile:
"Having you is the luckiest thing for me."
Loli blushed, nestling in Sylvie's arms, murmuring softly like a mosquito:
"Ma-Master, it's late. Shall we go to bed now~"
...
After washing up, Sylvie lay on the soft velvet bed, recalling the previous events, but his mind was now completely at ease.
The maid's dress slipped smoothly off Loli's body. Before Sylvie could take a good look at her willow-like waist, he felt a fragrant breeze as she slipped under the covers.
Soon, a small, soft body snuggled into his embrace.
The little maid curled up, wearing only a nightgown, her soft hands resting on his chest, eyes half-closed, like a little rabbit returning to its burrow.
"Master... hug me~"
A soft, trembling voice called out beside him, warm breath tickling his ear.
She nudged open her robe like a little pig, and Sylvie could clearly feel the little maid's tender, warm face.
He gently wrapped his arms around the little maid's slender waist, his stubbly chin affectionately rubbing against Loli's smooth forehead, a warm hand soothingly caressing her back.
"What's the matter, my dear little maid?"
Loli blinked her big eyes against Sylvie's chest, her small hands tightly hugging his waist, her face flushed, stammering:
"Nothing, it's just... just..."
"Hmm?"
Sylvie's deep, magnetic voice made her heart flutter, unable to hold back her thoughts, biting her lip, she sweetly said:
"Oh~ it's just, um, Master, can we have a baby together now... (*/ω＼*)"
"No, wait until you're a bit older, okay."
"Ugh~ Master, do you dislike Loli for being small?"
Loli pouted, wriggling in her master's arms, arguing:
"But I'm already an adult~ Demi-humans' bodies don't change with age, it's not something Loli can control... I'm just a little bit small, what can I do..."
"...Master... please~"
"Ahem, Loli, look at the big, round moon outside..."
Sylvie gently cupped the little maid's face, directing her gaze outside.
"Hmph... ,,Ծ‸Ծ,,"
Loli huffed twice in displeasure. She had been so proactive, almost dying of embarrassment, yet her big dumb master remained unmoved.
Inhaling the intoxicating scent of her master, her slender, silky legs entwined with his, she snuggled in his arms for a while, her mind racing with thoughts.
How to have a baby, she couldn't do it alone, she needed to make her master want it first.
Loli couldn't help but recall Mrs. Chris's teachings and the encouragement and advice from the other maid sisters these past few days.
But... it's so embarrassing...
She covered her burning face in embarrassment, hesitated for a moment, and finally made up her mind.
But when she looked up, she found her master already asleep.
"Ma-Master?"
"Zzzz... zzzzzzzzzz..."
"Is Master really asleep? Are you tricking Loli?"
"Zzzzzzzz.........."
"Ugh,,Ծ‸Ծ,,... Then, Master, you sleep first, Loli will practice!"
"Practice??"
Sylvie was puzzled but kept his eyes closed and remained silent.
Then he felt the little one snuggle deeper into the covers.