Chapter 5: Ch-5 Duel with Raphtalia.

The gap in physical force between the two of us was undeniable, and Raftalia's sword proficiency was nonetheless so high that I had no chance of oppressing her.

'Though, there's that way.' I felt, as the only manner to win this duel was now to exploit the skill I had attained, unlocked from the angel.

'I've got only one chance at it, huh?' I assumed.

The “Shadow beneath dawn” skill depleted 20 mp per use as it had a unique effect linked to it at the first level and that effect existed which initiated this skill as a fatal attack weapon.

"Master?"  I heard, raising my head i saw Raphtalia standing motionless sceptical about whether she should strike me or not.

'what an upright lady she is, honestly her true job doesn't suit her character.' I couldn't help but grope, as she looked like an open book.

In the game, Raphtalia was illustrated as a massacre machine as she wouldn't even blink before slashing someone's throat which compelled some players to go secure in her route as they didn't wish to get on her bad side.

"Raphtalia, let's conclude our battle with this final strike, shall we?" I asserted, keeping my emotions in check as her two milky white breasts were attempting to get liberty from two silver shackles.

This little exchange between us has pushed her to the limit which caused her slender bust to get a little bit free which quite coincidentally further resulted in exposing more of her skin. 

"Here I come."  shouting, I dashed and the moment I reached the strike spot I slyly directed my attack toward her delicate waist.

"It's not going to work." she exclaimed while stretching to evade the strike by shifting back slightly.

"Hehe, I got you now."  I claimed, confidently.

The course of the strike which was eventually moving to miss out on the prey altered abruptly as now it flashed in the veneer of her blue eyes.

"Ahh, how domineering." The breathy voice smashed my anticipation as Raphtalia, regardless of my best attack, once again managed to prevail over the advancement however there was something erroneous with her articulations.

her breathing became heavy as the piece of attire which was obscuring her treasury was now ripped up in chunks.

plop.

Without any restrain her untied milky white jugs wiggled in pleasure.

°_° 

I on the other hand couldn't help but gape at her in astonishment, obviously, I won't refute that I liked it, but I couldn't enjoy the scene any further as somehow my heartbeat was getting snappy with every passing beat.

"kyaaa." At last, Raphtalia chose to do her part after making an effort to overcome the sudden situation. 

After screaming in a girlish voice she hastily put her slender arm over her chest while attempting to cover the mountainous jugs, but failed miserably.

"M-Master Lucian, please don't look." Raphtalia muttered, but to me, her bewitching utterance came off like an invitation.

"What's going on?" I pondered as my breathing was getting stiff while my vision was clouding.

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Thud…

My legs gave up supporting me as I fell on my knees but before my skull would slam into the dirt, my face got squeezed into two plump pillows as a rosy scent attacked my nostrils.

 

"R-Raphtalia." I whispered in a smoky tone before losing consciousness.

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[Raphtalia P.O.V]

Master Lucian, who had always been fairly distant, had transformed a lot since his return from the Royal Academy.

Although the motivation for his behavioural shift could presumably be the old degenerate baron, I didn't want to guess much about it as master Lucian's present self was vastly more promising than his old and timid self.

"Then why don't you demonstrate to this friend of yours how greatly you have progressed on the path of the sword."  I heard Master Lucian declare, astonished for a beat I stared into his black void-filled gaze and all I noticed was enthusiasm.

Seeing his assured complexion, a smile bloomed on my face as I thought, 'Mistress Liah, master Lucian is ultimately getting out of his shell.'

However the duel didn't start as I had foreseen it but witnessing master Lucian's sneaky self, caused my heart to flutter, glimpsing the subtlety of his attacks.

I wished to let him, my master Lucian, win, but wouldn't it harm him? From our little sword exchange, I had a rough concept of how serious he was to win this wager as his sword had an intense aura encircling itself.

The late mistress had once said "Raphtalia, men enjoy chasing after things that are difficult to accomplish." her sentiments at that time existed too difficult to be read by someone like me but yet until today I couldn't comprehend what she implied by that saying.

"Raphtalia, let's conclude our duel with this last exchange." I heard master Lucian declaring.

I got prepared to countenance the final exchange which was going to reach my way, from master Lucian's articulation enough I could suggest that he'd something extravagant like a hidden card in his hand.

And the following moment the sword flickered near my waist. I was indeed surprised by its astonishing momentum but it wasn't sufficient to triumph over me.

I merely put forward my sword to deflect the attack but something unpredictable happened as the sword abruptly altered its course and darted toward my chest.

"How domineering." I couldn't help but get enthusiastic at the sight of outstanding swordsmanship.

At the end lost in marvel, I couldn't deflect the attack adequately and my garment was torn down in chunks.

I didn't know why but catching a glimpse of master Lucian's passionate stare gaping through my chest made my heart throb slightly faster and a girlish cry eluded my lips. "Kyaaa."

While I was lost in my own weird thoughts, master Lucian appeared like he had relinquished all of his stamina abruptly and fell on his knees.

"Master." I yelled out while darting at him, before master Lucian's skull could slam into the mud I grabbed him and embraced him in my arms, his warm and rigid breathing over my bosom began eliciting a strange emotion in my cold heart.

 

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