Chapter 38 : Forced Actions Don’t Count

Viscount’s Manor, an undiscoverable basement.
After that, they had a blast.

“Waaah, my purity, my self-respect…”

“I, I will not yield!”

Schiller, with the expression of a sage, protested to Sheryl, who was getting dressed.

“I didn’t feel… I didn’t feel anything at all!”

After a night of passion, Schiller was once again tied up on the cold bed. Perhaps due to being drained and overly tired, he didn’t want to move any part of his body except his mouth.

Sheryl simply licked her lips with a hint of weariness, a satisfied expression on her face, with no intention of defending herself.

Schiller glared at her fiercely. This couldn’t be the end of it! Sooner or later, he would get his own back!

“Hmph!” He stared at Sheryl as she put on her clothes, socks. Sheryl didn’t avoid his gaze, but instead looked at him with affectionate eyes.

Her gaze was filled with something yet to be vented.

Schiller was speechless. He looked at his limp, weak hands. This world was too strange!

Before, Sheryl could still run away through the window after they were done. Now, she was as carefree as if nothing had happened.

And Schiller was already exhausted, a sense of fatigue had crept up to his eyelids, as if he would dream of butterflies in the next second.

In his previous life, he had laughed at those men called “weak chickens.” Now, finding himself in the same situation, he had to defend himself.

“Am I, am I really that bad?!”

‘No, this is impossible, it has to be impossible…’

Under the influence of the drug, he believed he could compare with the male actors from his previous life, but Sheryl was like a black hole in the universe.

“She’s too strong, it’s definitely not that I’m too weak…”

“If this continues, I’ll sooner or later become a woman’s plaything!”

Schiller remained silent, just thinking of ways to escape.

“Heh heh, you should go to sleep first? After all, this is just the beginning…”

Sheryl leaned down and whispered softly in his ear, then gently patted his body, as if he were being held and lulled to sleep by his mother as a child.

“No, no! I can’t sleep yet, I must wait for a chance to escape!”

The situation was very serious. Aileen didn’t know when she would return, and coincidentally, he had personally ordered the maids not to look for him.

If this continued, he would be turned into a human jerky sooner or later!

Literally drained.

He fought off the sleepiness and obediently closed his eyes.

“Heh heh, so good. Wait for me to come back~”

Her cheerful voice gradually faded with her footsteps into the distance.

“Is she gone?”

Schiller abruptly opened his eyes, trying to sense Sheryl’s presence.

“…”

He felt nothing.

“Phew, great! My escape starts now!”

He abruptly sat up, ready to execute his plan.

First, break free from the restraints, then escape the Viscount’s manor, and rendezvous with Aileen first.

By the time Sheryl discovered he was gone, he would already be a thousand miles away.

“Oh dear, your escape is already over~”

Sheryl slowly poked her head out from the shadows behind him, a triumphant smile on her face.

“What! Your footsteps…” Halfway through his sentence, he looked at Sheryl’s body, and at her feet wrapped in white cotton socks.

He then realized with a start that Sheryl hadn’t put on her shoes at all.

He had been beautifully deceived.

“I knew Schiller wouldn’t sleep obediently, so I prepared this for you.”

With that, she pulled out a bottle of seemingly transparent liquid from behind her.

And that bottle… it felt familiar.

Alarm bells rang in Schiller’s mind. He couldn’t help but grit his teeth:

“Hey, th-that, what is that…”

“Sleeping pills. Speaking of which, it was originally prepared for you… just that its use is a bit different now.”

Sheryl didn’t explain much, just approached Schiller and shook it in front of him:

“Drink it yourself? Or should I feed you?”

Schiller shook his head desperately:

“I’ll sleep! I’ll sleep, okay?!”

“Despicable, despicable! How could you do something like drugging someone!”

“I’ll drink, I’ll drink it myself! Hey, don’t come near me…”

“Heh heh, too late. You only have one option now.” Sheryl uncorked the bottle, tilted back her snow-white neck, and drank the medicine in one gulp. Then, she forcefully turned Schiller’s head and fed him the medicine mouth-to-mouth.

Before Schiller could savor the wonderful sensation too much, his brain began to feel drowsy.

“No, I can’t be here…”

“This shouldn’t be happening. As long as we don’t stop, the road will continue to extend…”

“I, I have to keep going too…”

Sheryl gently placed Schiller’s head on the bed, then began to think with a scrutinizing gaze.

“That’s right!”

She clapped her hands, then slowly undressed Schiller, leaving only his underwear.

“Heh heh, he can’t run away without clothes~”

“Should I go to the kitchen and make something? Like a nourishing soup…”

Although she didn’t know how to cook much, she could just throw all the nourishing ingredients into the soup, right?

She began to hum again and slowly walked out of the basement door.

Outside the Short White Mountain Forest, Aileen repeatedly checked the map to make sure she wasn’t lost.

“Hmm… this is south, this is north… huh? Which way was north again?”

“Forget it, I’ll just take it one step at a time.”

Aileen stood outside the forest, frowning. She had rushed from the Viscount’s manor to the place mentioned in the letter, which read:

“Where the Mist Lord is located.”

She had asked around and finally reached this forest.

And an adventurer-like uncle next to her was anxiously speaking to her:

“Maid? This is not a place for you to be!”

“I heard an adventurer team is currently fighting the recently appeared Mist Lord. Now all the monsters in the forest are running out!”

It seemed the adventurers gathered here were to stop the fleeing monsters.

An unsettling roar came from deep in the forest. The man could only frown, preparing to send Aileen away.

Seeing that Aileen was unmoved no matter what he said, he began to get impatient.

“It’s dangerous! I don’t know which noble family you serve, but it’s better not to get involved in the excitement!”

“Ugh!”

Aileen took a deep breath. After being looked down on by the uncle, she visibly became angry.

She made a boxing pose, then accidentally tripped on a small stone and fell to the ground.

“Waaah, ow…” She held her tears, rubbing her bottom.

Just as the uncle was about to help her up, his outstretched hand felt a wave of heat, causing him to involuntarily pull it back. A scorching magical power suddenly appeared around her body, instantly enveloping her.

“Get down!” She kicked the uncle to the ground, forcing him to create an opening in his upper body, then punched behind him.

Boom!

A bird-shaped monster was directly blown up by her, its blood splattering on the uncle.

She stood up, patted the dust off her skirt, and bowed to the still-stunned uncle:

“I’ll leave the rest to you!”

With that, she smiled slightly. Only then did the uncle realize that the girl’s maid uniform was not stained with a single drop of blood.