chapter 36
Chapter 36: It’s Time for Your Medicine, Young Master
A few scattered words were enough to piece together a terrifying truth.
—
Yet the behavior that An displayed at this moment indicated that she was far from the harmless maid Mu En believed her to be.
She was far more terrifying than Mu En could imagine.
“Don’t worry, young master, I won’t harm you for now.”
An said, “As long as you obediently stay here.”
“Obediently… stay here?”
“Exactly, stay here.”
In An’s eyes, a great joy emerged:
“And then be with me forever.”
“Forever together? How is that possible?”
Mu En understood An’s meaning, but it was precisely because he understood that he could not accept it:
“You want to imprison me for a lifetime?”
“I have no choice.”
An displayed a slightly regretful expression:
“If the plan had gone smoothly, and your body and mind belonged to me, I wouldn’t have to be so extreme.
But the plan has failed.”
“…”
“Honestly, I can’t understand why it failed. For the past ten years, there had been no issues, yet suddenly, you seem to have become a different person.”
An widened her eyes, staring intently at Mu En, as if trying to uncover a trace of evidence from him.
“You’ve become brave, ambitious, humble, and polite. You care about the sick maid, you respectfully greet guests, and even spend an entire day in the library that you used to ignore completely.
Young master, tell me, what suddenly caused such a big change in you?
Could it be that you are not the young master at all?”
Mu En’s heart skipped a beat.
His intuition told him that if the truth about him not being Mu En Campbell were to be exposed, An might really kill him on the spot.
So he could only force a smile and explain:
“Perhaps… this is just growing up. Don’t all men experience sudden growth overnight?”
“Is that so?”
An tilted her head.
“Well, you are indeed the real young master; I have confirmed that.”
An licked her lips, as if still savoring the taste from earlier.
“So, since I can’t have your body and mind entirely, I can only settle for second best.”
—
An gazed at Mu’en, and the dark desires in her eyes began to flow out once more, as if she was about to devour him completely.
“At least, I want to keep you, the young master, with me forever.”
“…”
“Let me go!”
“You’re not allowed to do this. You’re committing a crime!”
“I am a duke’s son. An, you should be clear about the consequences of your actions!”
“You may get my body, but you’ll never get my heart!”
After realizing that An truly intended to confine him for life, Mu’en began to struggle in terror.
He shouted at An, threatening and enticing him, even begging, but An remained unmoved.
“Give up, young master. From the moment you said you wanted to let me go, I’ve stopped making any demands. So, everything I’ve done is just to get your body, and get it forever.”
An smiled.
“Do you think you can get my body?”
After trying every method, Mu’en collapsed and coldly said:
“Tell you the truth, for a woman with an evil heart like yours, I won’t feel any desire.”
“Is that so?”
An smiled slightly.
Then she stood up, composed herself, and regained her dignified demeanor.
Her hands, however, slowly unbuttoned the buttons on her chest.
As the buttons were undone, An’s scales did not pale in comparison to Serah’s white, round, and smooth skin, like a wild beast suddenly freed from its cage, bursting into Mu’en’s field of vision.
“Ah—”
Mu’en drew in a cold breath.
A maid.
Expressionless, she removed her clothes.
Imprisonment P L A Y.
Too many elements, too stimulating… oh no, too infuriating.
Is this what a refined maid should do?
“Hey, young master, you seem not to be what you say you are, oh.”
An lowered her head, gazing at Mu’en, and suddenly burst into laughter.
She bent down, slid her foot out of her shiny little shoes, then lifted her skirt with both hands, raised the foot wrapped in black silk, and slowly stepped towards Mu’en.
“Hmm…”
“How is it? Comfortable?”
“Comf… no, damn it… I won’t yield!”
Although this scene was indeed stirring, especially with that black silk, Mu En never expected that An had hidden such a deadly weapon beneath the long skirt of the maid outfit!
A black silk maid? Who could withstand that!
But Mu En was determined not to give in!
Being forcibly pinned down by Celicia was one thing; he could not tolerate his dignity being trampled on like this again!
“No matter what you say, I won’t back down this time.”
“Great Sage, Equal to Heaven, Queen Mother of the West, Tathāgata, Jesus, I command you urgently!”
“Give me small! Small! Small!”
Mu En tightly shut his eyes, refusing to look at those blood-pumping scenes, while continuously shouting some strange incantations, trying to drown out An’s tempting voice.
At the same time, he imagined the sensation in that place as the painful friction of tight shorts while having to run a thousand meters in gym class.
Under this multi-layered self-hypnosis of sight, sound, and sensation… it seemed to actually have a bit of effect?
“I underestimated your will, young master.”
Feeling a distinct change in the sensation beneath his feet, An narrowed her eyes in displeasure.
“It seems I need to use some special methods.”
Hmm?
Special methods?
Mu En curiously cracked his eyes open a slit and saw An pulling out two small, crystal-clear glass vials from the deep valley of her chest.
God knows how those glass vials got stuck in such a place; that kind of elasticity…
No, this isn’t the time to think about that.
Mu En looked at one of the glass vials containing a red liquid and suddenly had a very ominous feeling.
This thing… looks so familiar.
“Fortunately, I didn’t use it all up before.”
An shook the glass vial, watching the red liquid sway like blood, suddenly revealing a smile that suggested everything was under her control.
“That inside… it wouldn’t be dragon’s blood, would it?”
Looking at the red liquid in the vial, Mu En trembled as he asked.
“Didn’t expect the young master to know about dragon’s blood?”
An replied, “That’s right, this is a potion mixed with dragon’s blood. It was the one I put in the black tea before.”
“Then… this one over here, it wouldn’t be powdered dragon’s bile, would it?”
Mu En looked at the white powder in another glass bottle, his voice trembling slightly.
“Young Master actually knows about this?”
An licked his lips, his gaze teasing:
“Since that’s the case, Young Master should know what I’m going to do, right?”
An skillfully mixed the two together, creating a pink, ominous-looking potion.
He brought the potion close to Mu En’s lips and softly said:
“Come on, it’s time to take your medicine, Young Master~”