Chapter 17: The Tutor
The sun slowly rose from the farthest end of the planet ITHRA,high up in the sky,replacing the dark of the night into a bright and sunny morning.
Men and women alike came out of their shelters as the warm sunlight shone upon their houses.Shopkeepers, blacksmiths, alchemists and even farmers started doing their work as the day demanded them to pursue work with increased vigour and motivation.
Cows mooed as the farm girls milked her. Birds chirped on the large trees as they made a canopy to prevent the sunlight from reaching the earth.
Goats and sheep grazed on the endless fields of grass while basking in the warmth of the sunlight,bleating occasionally.
All in all it was a peaceful morning.
However ,a youth was already up doing his morning workout.
Sweat dripped down his now better body as he kept on doing pushups and situps reaching his first hundred in this world.
Getting up from his workout position,the youth,Mika ,strodded towards the full body mirror for his daily check up on himself,being completely naked.
It had just been 3 days since he came into this world but even so ,the transformation he went throught from his previous sickly body was phenomenal!
He was already at 5.5 inches in height,1 inch more than the previous day and along with his now middle length hair,he looked much better and handsome.
His body now had visible signs of muscles,albeit faint and he even had a little line of facial hair on his chin,but unfortunately they were white.
"Eww!!...so gross",said Mika albeit with a face devoid of expression.
Mika sighed looking as his body and face as he walked towards his room door and picked up the basket Rebecca left everyday in front of room,along with a good morning note.
Mika smiled inwardly looking at the loving note and kept it inside his drawer before going inside the bathroom.
After freshening up,he came outside the bathroom,naked, with a pocket knife in his hand as he proceeded to cut down his facial hair.
'The first thing I'm going to make in this World is a proper razor blade'
'Cutting down facial hair with a knife is a very risky process', thought Mika while shaving, albeit with difficulty.
After completing his facial routine and washing up,Mika dressed up in his usual reneissance white shirt and black pants and came down the stairs to have breakfast with his new family.
Opening the door to the dining room,Mika noticed that his parents were home and we're having breakfast while chatting.
Looking at the jolly atmosphere,Mika sighed and sat down beside his mother under the fierce glare of the Auburn haired woman ,whose name he still didn't know.
His mother,Linda started showing her affection with kisses and hugs while feeding him, much to his dilemma while the father and daughter pair kept on eating in silence.
After finishing the breakfast and answering Linda's question on how much did he studied and how he was going to spend the day,Mika returned back to his room and sat on his chair.
After the clipclops of the horse carriage went farther and farther away, signifying the departure of the couple ,Mika sighed.
Sigh...
He was sitting down on the chair inside his room while massaging his forehead with visible creases on his forehead.
'What should I do today? I cant neither powerup instantly nor can I explore outside this house.'
'Im terribly weak and further more there is a demon inside my house'
Thinking about the demon, Mika opened his status window and looked at the progression of the possession tab.
[Demonic Possession 70% ]
'Shit!....it's increasing at a fast pace '
'5% in 1 day! I need to hurry up and find her name out and register it in this system'
'I guess just speculating will not help the mission completion.I need solid evidence to prove to the system that she is the demon.And for that....'Mika thought while clenching his hand into a fist while muttering,
"I need to get stronger..."
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Clip! Clop!
Clip! Clop!
Clipclops echoed along with the shaking of the carriage and wheels turning,while two dark and muscular stallions traversed through the grey coloured irregular pavements down the the road.
Citizens cleared up space for the horse carriage to pass through while beggars stumbled before the carriages,in the hope that they might get some money from the Noble sitting inside.
But before they could ,the citizens themselves pulled the beggars aside and started scolding and hitting them.
One such beggar,who was clearly drunk and pulled aside,asked in a drowsy tone,
"Who's yer noble tha yoush stuopp....ed me....",asked the beggar to the man holding his captive.
But instead of an explanation,all the beggar recieved was a kick in his ass,as the man shouted at him saying,
"Don't you know who that is?. That's the insignia of the Viscounty of Endenheart! "
"And the person riding the carriage is the former Imperial scholar! A f*cking Imperial Scholar!"
"You can get beaten up for even for even touching them,much less jumping infront of their carriage and troubling them!"
"Be grateful Swine! And be on your way, pathetic leech",said the man as he went on his away before kicking the beggar on his groin as he layed sprawled on the road.
The beggar was too drunk to even hear what he was saying much less retaliate as he kept on grinning through his broken teeth.
The carriage passed on through the irregularly paved road completely oblivious, that the woman inside was watching the entire ordeal from the veiled carriage.
Various shops,food stalls,hooting shopkeepers,weapon shops.
She passed by everything looking lost and peering longingly at the world outside her cage.
She passed by,just like a floating cloud in the blue sky, while children played on the dirty alleyways with an occasional stray cat...
While the fragrant aroma of flower stalls and the delicious smell of meat skewers entered her nostrils.
While the clinking noises of Blacksmith shops and the occasional sound of boom from the Alchemist shop.
Everything was a melody she never experienced properly in her life.
She desperately wanted to run away!
She desperately wanted to play with children or even sell flowers!
Or work at the Alchemist shop!
Or even a shopkeeper would do!
All she wanted was a normal and peaceful life....
But unfortunately she couldn't...
Sigh....
Sighing,the woman closed the window of her carriage as she slumped on the comfortable chair,thinking about the dilemma she was into.
Even now she was bound by the rules,governing her life.
She,A former Imperial Scholar and the Member of the Council of Scholars,had been tasked by the Emperor to be the teacher of the Theocracy's Only Grandmaster Blacksmith's son.
However, that was not the problem as the person she was going to teach was mentally retarded and teaching him would cost her nothing as a noble,other that her prestige.
But the problem she was in was associated with the Pope as he had had specifically comanded her to try and copy the Docere Smithy's techniques so that the cost of making armors and swords could be reduced and inturn prevent the Smith from having more favour from the Emperor.
In short, she was a part spy and part teacher.
Further more she was the bastard daughter of the Viscounty of Endenheart as well as an orphan, despite having a father....
And the lover of the Holy knights Captian.
Furthermore,it was her lover who had coaxed her into doing this under the orders of the pope as she had been kicked out of the Council of the Imperial Scholars due to her poor performance and wanted to rejoin them.
And by doing this job,she was promised entry inside the council again under the orders of the pope.
However,reality was extremely cruel...
She realised that she was being used as a pawn!
She knew exactly what would happen after she had done the job.
She would be disposed off immediately to close loose ends by her own lover!
She had already stopped loving him as she found out that he was seeing other women to replace her.
And on one such day, when her lover had brought another woman to their room,she had hid herself inside the closet and covertly heard her lover say that she would be disposed off.
Teardrops fell down her dainty face which was covered in dark,as she clenched her hair, utterly devastated at her situation.
But she did this regardless.
Why?
Because even her father was included in this scheme.Disobeying him just spelled death instantly anyway.
She had some faith that in her father and decided to tell him about it as even though she was a bastard he neither talked to her nor mistreated her and would atleast respect her wishes ..
But..
All he told her was this ...
"Make your self usefull.....scum...."
And after that day ,she realised that...
No one loved her.
No one respected her.
She had no mother.
Her father indirectly wanted to kill her.
She was alone .....
Muffled cries of pain echoed the carriage,as her voice quivered at every breath.
Black strands of hair feel down on her dress as she continued clenching and pulling them out of frustration,when suddenly a thump resounded the carriage as it shook.
Thump!
"Shut up you noble whore!..Let me atleast do my job sl*t!",said the carriage driver in a voice full of rage.
The woman jumped on her seat as she held both her hands on her mouth and tried hiding and covering her cries ,while tear drops stained her dress.
She just hoped that atleast someone would save her from this hell ...
Just someone.....
But suddenly the carriage stopped .
Realising that she had arrived at her destination, the woman took out her napkin.
She wiped her face off the tears and snot as she prepared herself for her mission.
Regaining her demeanor,she fixed her dress and aligned her glasses as the door opened,finally revealing a large,but cozy mansion with a large front gate and a lawn.
Coming out of the carriage,sunlight entered her eyes throught her glasses as she squinted.
But suddenly a hand groped her butt.
Slowly,with a stunned look on her face,she turned her eyes and to her horror ,she saw the carriage driver looking at her with lecherous eyes.
He kept on groping and caressing her butt over her skirt as she stood there like a statue,shivering in horror.
She couldn't do anything!
She wasn't strong.The man was!
She was just a normal human and not an awakened.
And that's why she was so powerless infront of a grown man.
She clenched her fists and decided that she would shout for help.
But her voice just got stuck inside her throat,as the man slowly moved up from her butt,towards her breasts.
But before she could shout for help,the man just grinned while looking at her terrified face her before pulling away his lecherous hands.
The man then boarded his carriage and just before he came outside the large iron gate,he shouted,
"Spread your legs if you can't teach that retard ,or you can have me as well",said the man as he grinned.
The woman's face was pale as a white sheet as she went through such a horror in her life.
But this time she had totally given up...
She had forgotten that even before she would die,her sin of being born as a woman won't leave her.
She would be humiliated and violated,before she would die.
By whom,she didn't know.
But all in all,she had given up this time .
She lost hope...
The sole emotion a human being lived for...
She lost something so crucial....
And now ,all she hoped now ,was to die painlessly.
All her aspirations,desires all just drowned in the depths of the endless deep sea,as she stood in front of the mansion basking in the bright sunlight.
Dong!
Dong!
The morning bell of church suddenly rang as she came out of her stupor.
She just looked up at the large spire of the mansion,and she gave a wry smile.
Tears drops started leaking from her eyes as she fixed her long skirt while quivering.
Looking dejected and scared she finally muttered in a broken but sweet voice,
"I-I just .....hope ... I-I....can die peacefully...."
And under the long lost hope and the bustling noise of the civillians on the Street,she walked towards the mansion door, awaiting her fate.
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