The first three Lecturing Lessons of the day conclude already, staying in the Tower during the Recess to enjoy a delicious lunch cooked by Verulkya, who has developed a personal taste for preparing my food.
"Lustful Beast. Are you going to participate in the Fourth Period?". Inquires Ines with a hopeful, brilliant glee.
"If involves delving into an Umbral or Amalgam. I pass".
"That's not it. «Neo», First Day of the week in Loutharn's Calendar, is the only day we have Delving Periods. Have you not checked your schedule with the Identification Card?".
"Not really".
Cadrissa giggles. "You are so carefree, yet serious and reliable".
The Barking Bitch sees the dreamy gaze of Rissa, lowering her gaze, pressing her lips tightly, while her doberman ears drop low.
{She is so easy to read when she tries to involve me in her life}.
"Why did you ask, Barking Bitch?. Or better yet. Tell me the reason of your dejected attitude?".
"I'm not as beautiful as Cadrissa…". Ines's ears sprung straight, blushing in shame at her girlish, bashful demeanor.
My snort, intensifies her blush, though she focus on the topic, wanting the three of us that are at the table, forget her shameful mistake. "Ahem!. The Fourth Period will be about Individual and Paired Combat against creatures. But we can only participate with members of our Box".
"Why haven't you asked Cadrissa?. Or Balalaika?. She seemed fond of you, though the Little Lamb can't look in my direction without trembling in terror". I comment truthfully. Because almost beheading Berezovskaya's Alt'Ver, must had cause a savage brutish impression on Balalaika, even more than when i imagined disemboweling and strangling Brenna with his own intestines.
"And whose fault is it?". Teases Cadrissa, imitating my grasping motion when i lifted Balalaika's Alt'Ver.
Rissa laughs wholeheartedly, tears forming on her eyes from the effort, removing the watery drops with a swift gesture of her hand clad in Pink Emts. "However. I can't participate twice, Vurckair. And i think will be better for our Box's Score if i do the Individual Combat, while you and Ines are Paired. Both have knowledge of the other, and i don't have Spirituality to bring a Summon to support me like you two do. Numerical Advantage is valuable in the Paired Combat, and both have Minions too".
"That's true. But i lack Spirituality, Rissa".
The Young Sophomore is confused. "How do you contact a Summon?".
"Stats. Do you want to learn?".
Cadrissa analyzes the situation, glancing the Hot Aunt massaging my shoulders. "I don't want to pry in your House's techniques".
Verulkya changes her grasp, squeezing my biceps and triceps, while the papyrus flies to Rissa. "«Fret No Fear», Daughter of Carmassia. The Scroll belongs to Vruck, and even «I» am amazed by it's utility". The Hot Aunt murmurs softly. "Would you tell me, «How did you get the item?»".
{Magic}.
"It's the reward of an exercise to build trust among teammates". The reply makes me burst into laughter, embarrassing Ines, because i'm not lying.
Meanwhile, Cadrissa reads the Scroll, enraptured by the knowledge that has been shared, making her extremely eager to participate in the next period.
After finishing our lunch, we head to the arena where we will have our training session.
In the way, i see a thermal silhouette hiding in a secluded alley near the road below.
This shape catch my attention because it belongs to two known heartbeats, advancing too stealthily to not go after them.
My abrupt change of direction confuses my companions, both following my steps without question, thinking that i want to take a stroll over the rooftop.
Which is not completely wrong, because i recall my youthful days by doing parkour flips and jumps mixed with bits of free running.
I wouldn't mind doing this more often, yet, my idea is swayed away when i reach the rooft's border, allowing a perfect sight of the scene developing in the private room of a lower floor in the adjacent building.
Cadrissa's Fiancé, Brenna, is leaning against the pillar of a laced bed. His arms held up, shackled with metal restraints with green gilfs that absorb his Emerald Emts.
His black dress is ripped and lifted up, legs spread out and tied, the laced thong slides to the side of his tiny cock and testicles, they are small, even for Loutharn's standard.
However, Saavedra is actively licking the Breasted Femboy, his manhood shrinking in size with his ejaculation, the balls becoming no bigger than a single nut cut in half accompanied by a little peanut.
This wouldn't be a problem if it weren't for the bruises on his face, the gag preventing his screams, as well as the fact that his eyes are blindfolded.
Inside the room is Natvasha, holding and moving Saavedra's head so the latter continues licking Brenna's insignificant genitals, swapping them for a little pussy.
Natvasha's smile grows, is not an expression of pleasure, is a sadistic mockery, although she is certainly overjoyed.
A sad sob resonates beside me, Cadrissa breaking into uncontrolled and inconsolable cries, tears trailing immediately, her voice cracking as she must have misunderstood the scene.
{It's clear Brenna didn't want this outcome and was forced. But i can be objective because it's not of my interest. Perhaps if it were somebody else, my reaction wouldn't be as calm}.
Yet, the mere thought of Cadrissa being wronged, infuriates me.
Grunting ferally, i grab her forearm, lifting her up. "It's not time for mourn, Rissa. If not for Scorn".
She nods, gritting her teeth, wiping her face with the sleeve of her gambeson, doing some steps back to gain momentum in her jump.
Along Ines, the three of us evoke our Summons, destroying the energetic barrier at the window with a barrage of Blasts, breaking into the private room at the same time the cloaked silhouettes cross the door.
Yarunna and Natvoshka lose the cover of their camouflage, surprised at sighting us.
Which is meaningless, because with sword in hand, Cadrissa lunges at Natvasha.
A Silver Reuleaux Barrier protects the Countess, pushing back Rissa, while Natvasha follows the motion with a Dash, using the opportunity offensively.
I advance to catch and protect Cadrissa, kicking away Natvasha's blade, spinning with my added momentum, executing a perfect roundhouse kick towards the Ugly Nydrikoff.
However, my foot is stopped by the powerful silver Bodsh covering Natvoshka's hand…