Summoning the Holy Sword

Rhode’s eyes were filled with glimmers of satisfaction as he leaned against the window frame while gazing at the pitch-black, tranquil forest. He placed the piece of paper down and rubbed his forehead softly. At this moment, the door opened gradually and a petite figure walked in with a plate of food. “… Rhode… Dinner…”

“Thank you, Christie,” Rhode smiled at the little girl as she placed the dish on his table and stroke her long hair gently. Got to say, the little girl’s smooth hair felt superb to the touch and it also gave Rhode a peace of mind.

“… Rhode, when did you wake up?” Christie asked out of concern.

“About four hours ago. Don’t worry, I’m fine,” Rhode gazed at her worried expression and displayed a bitter smile.

It had been two days since returning to the Fortress and Rhode’s health had been recovering slowly. He didn’t reveal the exact details to Lize and Marlene. After obtaining the loot, Corina and the Elderly Mage of the Order Alliance expressed their gratitude and sounded as though they wished for Rhode to explain the bizarre ongoings. To be honest, even Rhode wasn’t clear of the entire events. Moreover, this was also considered as the internal affairs of the Munn Kingdom and he couldn’t answer irresponsibly. Rhode replied idly and didn’t answer their doubts directly while Corina and the Elderly Mage didn’t probe any further and left soon after. Rhode wasn’t concerned about the situation in the Elf Kingdom and he knew that the Order Alliance would definitely carry out an investigation about it. But this wasn’t something that Rhode would be concerned about.

After returning to the Fortress, Rhode began to rest and recuperate. But even so, he didn’t leave all the work to the others. Instead, after resting for half a day, Rhode requested for Old Walker to report all the information that he had gathered in the Country of Light border. Even though Rhode couldn’t move about freely, his brains were still operating fine. At this moment, any kind of rest would be a waste of time.

Rhode had no time.

Although Marlene and Canary insisted that Rhode focus on resting fully, they were helpless as Rhode refused their request sternly. But it would be a huge mistake if Rhode thought that Marlene had no other ideas. She immediately thought of someone that could restrain him.

Christie.

However, even though investigating the intelligence was an uninteresting job, Rhode had something else to amuse himself.

“Master! It’s about time you turn my belonging!” His ears once again rang with Celestina’s ear-piercing screams.

However, the corner of his mouth twitched as he heard her grumbles. “I have said it clearly enough, Celestina. As long as you are willing to break the seal and let me see what’s inside, I will return it to you immediately.”

“Master, you…!” Celestina gritted her teeth furiously and she regretted owning up so soon.

Rhode was certain that was since this magical artifact was retrieved from the Duke Fiend’s corpse, it would be at least a few thousand years old. Furthermore, if this artifact belonged to Celestina, it would mean that her identity could be traced back to the Ancient War Period. Rhode always wished to understand the history of these two Holy Swords, but Celia had abstained from letting him know while Celestina had always refused to answer him directly. Now that Rhode had something that could be used against her, he wouldn’t let this opportunity slip.

This was actually also a small punishment for Celestina. After all, even though Rhode wasn’t mindful about joking with his men, he didn’t feel great having Celestina always bossing him around. It would be fun to tease this proud young lady and make her understand the master-slave relationship better. “My condition is simple, what do you think? Celestina, you should really consider it.”

“Go to hell, Master! That belongs to me in the first place. What rights does a human like you have! Hmph, if worst comes to worst, I will just forget about it!” Celestina’s voice resounded in Rhode’s head and vanished swiftly. Rhode shrugged his shoulders before shifting his attention to the scrumptious dinner before him.

At this moment, his door opened again and a monotonous voice sounded. “Sorry to disturb, Master.”

Rhode lifted his head and spotted the Ocean Elf standing by his door silently. This time, she was hugging a white, fluffy pillow by her side instead of her cleaning tools. “Agatha? What are you doing?”

“This is Miss Christie’s request,” Agatha replied apathetically and approached the bed to arrange the pillow and bedding neatly. Rhode turned over and gazed at Christie who was reading a book. “Christie?”

“… Yes…” Christie showed an adorable smile and nodded her head gently. “This is… my… decision… because Sister Marlene said… Rhode is always… not resting. So… I have decided to… sleep with… Rhode…”

The little girl gazed at Rhode with some hesitation. “Rhode… Can I?”