My Servant System - #462 - 462 Chapter 461: The In-Laws



Kat PoV

The morning after that incredible night with Anput was hell.

Our lusts were sated, of course, but the cost for contentment was…

Terrible.

Tired minds made for slow reaction speeds, and slow reaction speeds made for more hits taken, which meant pain.

Pain.

Lots, and lots of pain.

Pain that Lady Fenryas used to tease and berate us, the Demon Wolf able to smell what we had done and using that as bait to anger us, forcing us to make more mistakes.

Some of the Knights chuckled in amusement, while others gave us pitiful glances as we were beaten by the Demon Wolf, her tongue just as sharp as her scythe.

We… thoroughly learned our lessons that day, since the Demon Wolf decided to make an example out of us for the other Knights – and Jahi – meaning that we left the training grounds bruised and battered, utterly drained and ready to di- I mean sleep, ready to sleep.

Our appetites were more voracious than some of the Knights, and they all even tossed us some extra food for our terrible day; some did so with an amused grin, but most did so out of pity, giving us words of encouragement as they piled some extra pasta or steaks onto our plates.

Leone seemed a little annoyed at the treatment her Aunt gave us, splitting off from us as we were making our way back to our room to go talk to her.

Obviously that talk went well, the Vampire blushing slightly in shame as she shuffled into the bath, acting rather demure.

That night, we all decided to cool it down with the post training sex, realizing it was more of a detriment than a benefit for us…

Though, Jahi was still raring to go, and with me needing it for my skill and Leone wanting it…

We both got our own dose of cream, while Anput cleaned us both off; the Jackalkin whispered to me that she would save everything up for me at the end of our training, so that we could enjoy ourselves for hours on end.

To say that I wasn’t already anticipating that night with her would be a lie, and we fell asleep earlier that night, getting sufficient rest for the day to come.

Already I was noticing spikes in my stats, while the experience I was getting from helping Anput and Jahi spar was decent – on top of my own gains for training too, which was nice.

The stat to get the highest spike was – unsurprisingly – constitution, my body getting stronger as I took more powerful hits.

[Stats:

STR : 64 -> 68

CON : 67 -> 75

AGI : 70 -> 74

DEX : 70 -> 74

CHA : 65 -> 66

WIS : 66

INT : 66]

As for XP and SP, they went up to 281,980 and 1,472 respectively, meaning I was closer to another Shop Made Item to purchase as a gift for Jahi first.

I didn’t know yet how I would explain it, but…

Whatever – future me will figure it out like always~!

That next day, we were introduced to three of Leone’s siblings; Dante, Roman, and Vienna.

Dante was the Empress and Aunt Igna’s son, the towering seven foot something Dragonkin man covered in dark red scales and wearing plate armor over top of that, which was made from a black and silver metal alloy.

He had a calm, experienced air around him, his tower shield and mace made from the same materials and pulsing with potent enchantments.

Casting his slitted ruby eyes over the assembled Knights, he nodded his head before looking towards his Aunt, who was frowning as she looked down at her two children.

Roman was wearing a cocky smile as he stared up at his Mother, his pale gray skin and gray hair streaked with red – something I was noting was a common theme with the Empress’ family.

Wearing a thin black coat and laden with daggers, the Wolfkin man was sharp and handsome, his cocky appearance and confident attitude certainly netting him many suitors…

Like Lady Fenryas, his silver eyes were narrowed as he tested his Mother, before grabbing his head as his sister smacked him.

Vienna – unlike Roman – was almost a mirror of her Mother, her black skin and red veins pulled tight over her muscular frame, making her an imposing woman who stood over her brother but under her Mother.

Her black fur and hair was streaked with gray, and a pair of heavy falchions hung on her waist, their pommels decorated with gilded bones.

She glared at her bother and snarled “Stop being disrespectful, brother! She asked a reasonable question!”

“A reasonable question? That would be ‘Hey Roman, did you manage to complete the Crumbling Graveyard Dungeon?’ or ‘Hey Roman, how has your blade work been progressing?’ and not ‘Hey Roman, why are you still not as strong as Dante?!'”

His voice was calm, but his eyes were smoldering a bit as he glared at his Mother and Sister, who were both about to say something before Dante stepped forwards, raising his hands placatingly.

“Please, Aunt Fenryas. I am nearly a century older than Roman, and I have Dragon blood as well as Mom’s blood in my veins; comparing anyone to me is unfair, as arrogant and narcissistic as that sounds… Roman, you’ve progressed quite well from what I’ve heard. Good job, Brother.”

Dante’s voice was deep and sonorous, and his gentle smile as he pat Roman’s shoulder would make a woman’s heart melt – hell, even I was taken aback by how good looking and charming he was, and I was extremely smitten by my three lovers.

Clicking her tongue, Lady Fenryas rolled her eyes as she muttered “Like that’s an excuse…”

“A HUNDRED YEARS?! Mother, there is a limit to how utterly dense you can be! A hundred years is an insane gap!”

Roman was incredulous at his Mother’s words, and she just clicked her tongue again as she said “Perhaps if you stopped bitching and moaning constantly, you wouldn’t have an ‘insane gap’ Roman.”

“Oh for… whatever. Ah, Brother, there’s our youngest sisters fiancee!”

The gray Wolfkin turned and smiled at Jahi, his eyes narrowed slightly as he looked her over before approaching, Dante following behind him with curiosity in his eyes.

“Jahi Asmodia, correct? From what dear old Mom’s said, you’ve been treating our youngest sister right! Thank you for that. I do hope you continue to treat her good, for your sake~!”

He bared his razor sharp fangs as he grinned at her, the wolfish smile fitting his features perfectly, while his fingers tapped against his many knives.

Dante smiled as well, saying “A pleasure, Miss Asmodia. I’ve heard good things about you from the Academy. A studious student and excellent Noble. I look forwards to training with you.”

The two men glanced over at Anput and I next, bowing their heads slightly as they said “”Greetings Begum.””

Understandably, they both just gave me a nod before focusing on Jahi again just as Vienna approached.

Nearly as tall as Dante, Vienna wrinkled her nose slightly as she stared at the Demoness, saying “You reek of something hideous… all three of you.”

Smacking the back of her daughters head, Lady Fenryas said “That would be Fiendish energy you’re smelling, whelp. I thought I had you memorize that?”

Vienna’s previous confidence faded slightly as she nodded, her ears twitching as she stood quietly beside her Mother, who looked towards Jahi.

“These three will be joining our spars from now on. Dante Ignacia-Ash, as well as Roman and Vienna Fenryas-Ash. Hopefully you can all learn something from one another… Now, let us begin our training! I’ve something planned for the upcoming days…”

With those foreboding words looming over us, we began another day of grueling training, but this time with three new additions to the group – three additions that tested Jahi and Anput hard throughout the day, wanting to verify their youngest sister was in capable hands.