You've found the Gusha-hime Knight, so put your hair up in a bun!

She wanted to tell him her name!

Gazing into the adoration, fervor, and timidity in Irene's bright blue eyes, Shiloh smiled as he brushed the stray hairs from her forehead and said softly, "Irene... a very nice name. I'll remember it."

As if her prayers to the gods had been answered, Irene's eyes trembled slightly, and she forced back the tears that were about to spill, forcing a bright smile.

"Ok!"

Having gone through so many ups and downs, Irene's mental resilience had already reached its peak.

After washing herself with hot water and lying on the soft bed, with the help of sleep-inducing incense, Irene quickly fell into a deep sleep under Shiloh's gentle caresses.

Even as she drifted into the deepest sleep, Irene's lips maintained a sweet curve, as if she were having a dream enveloped in honey.

"She's quite a lovely girl."

Xi Luo stretched out his finger, traced the curve of the girl's soft, delicate lips, and then left the room with a light laugh.

As soon as he stepped into the corridor, he saw Cecilia looking at him warily.

Shiloh raised an eyebrow, but before he could speak, Cecilia leaned closer and cautiously sniffed at him.

Cecilia breathed a sigh of relief after realizing she didn't smell anything strange, thinking that thankfully Shiloh hadn't been so cruel as to harm the girl.

Seeing Cecilia's appearance, Shiloh felt inexplicably displeased.

So, taking advantage of Cecilia's forward lean, he immediately grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms.

"Yay!"

Caught off guard, Cecilia gasped, but was immediately silenced by Shiloh pressing a finger against her lips.

"Irene is still sleeping inside, don't disturb her."

Shiloh smiled broadly, but what he said made Cecilia's face flush slightly.

She always felt that she and Shiloh were like a couple who, after putting their young daughter to sleep, took the opportunity to be intimate outside the bedroom door...

bah bah bah!

Who's his wife?!

The moment the thought crossed her mind, Cecilia quickly extinguished it.

But regardless of what she imagined, now that he had dealt with Irene's matter, he should deal with this head maid who still harbored rebellious intentions.

"Hey, Cecilia just sniffed me like a puppy, didn't she? If you like it, you can sniff a little more now, okay?"

"Who, who likes to smell that?! I was just—"

Seeing the smile on Shiloh's face, a mixture of doting and teasing, Cecilia quickly retorted, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed.

But before she could finish speaking, she abruptly stopped, a look of tension appearing on her face.

That was close; if I had just voiced my thoughts...

Cecilia swallowed hard, glanced at Shilo cautiously, and then her expression turned bitter.

Just moments ago, Xi Luo was all smiles, but now her smile had vanished, and her eyes held a hint of coldness.

"Oh? If not for that reason, what were Cecilia thinking when she smelled me just now?"

Shiloh's tone turned ominous, and his grip on Cecilia's waist tightened, threatening to slide downwards.

Cecilia tensed her delicate body as she sensed the change in force and direction, daring not to move an inch, for fear of giving Shiloh more excuses to force himself on her right there.

Chapter 15 Cecilia's Hat Hypothesis

In fact, Cecilia's thoughts were somewhat overthinking things.

During the act of being harassed, not only was she tense, but Shiloh also dared not relax her guard.

With each touch and slide, Shiloh observed Cecilia's reaction, trying to find the "bottom line" she could accept at this moment.

As the protagonist of this world, being incredibly lucky is the norm for him.

Perhaps one moment Cecilia has done something humiliating to Cecilia, and the next she may enter a state of profound enlightenment, receive the blessing of the God of Light once again, break free of the slave contract, and then dismember herself.

Therefore, when facing these "protagonists," one should never take a swift and decisive approach. Instead, one should slowly and gradually extract the "luck" that originally belonged to them, like boiling a frog in lukewarm water.

For example, Irene is one of Cecilia's "luck" in the original storyline.

But now it was Shiloh himself who saved her, and with the added effect of his innate charisma, the little girl no longer recognized Cecilia at all; instead, her mind was filled with his image.

Besides exploiting her luck, there's also the constant setbacks, repeatedly lowering Cecilia's bottom line... which is commonly known as "training."

"Why aren't you saying anything? Or are you admitting that you were thinking about something very impolite just now?"

Silo narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold smile that chilled Cecilia to the bone appeared on his face, and slowly placed his hand on the back of her neck, while his other hand grabbed the fabric of her maid dress and slowly lifted it up.

The dark gray hem of her skirt slowly rose from her ankles, and soon, a section of her jade-like, translucent leg was exposed to the air, causing Cecilia to shudder.

"Wait, wait a minute—!"

Cecilia quickly placed her hand on the back of Shiloh's hand, looking at him with a flushed face, but then murmured that she couldn't speak.

Seeing this, Shiloh's smile grew even colder, and she gradually increased the force in her hands, lifting the hem of her skirt a little higher, but Cecilia quickly stopped her halfway.

"Cecilia, don't you need to be taught a lesson?"

Feeling the resistance on the back of his hand, Xi Luo narrowed his dark eyes and said, "It seems I still need to think about how to deal with those captured thieves."

"What—I already agreed to help you kill someone, how could you do this?!"

When Cecilia saw Shilo bring up the matter again to threaten her, anger flashed in her emerald eyes.

However, the sharp eyes of this seasoned knight could not sway Xi Luo's attitude in the slightest; on the contrary, they made the coldness in his eyes even more hardened.

Shiloh moved the hand that was supporting Cecilia's swan-like neck to her slender waist, then used the momentum of his body to press the girl's delicate body against the wall.

Because of the slave contract, Cecilia did not dare to resist Shilo, so she obediently let him thrust into her rather roughly, causing her handsome, sword-like eyebrows to furrow slightly.

With the wall blocking their view, Shiloh and Cecilia pressed even closer together, allowing him to feel more clearly the wonderful sensations of her warm, fragrant body, which was both soft and resilient.

Smelling the warm, damp scent of lilies emanating from Cecilia, Shiloh licked his dry lips, chuckled softly, and slowly lowered his head to approach.

Having been deceived twice before, Cecilia didn't let her imagination run wild this time. Instead, she met Shiloh's gaze with the same coldness, showing no weakness and behaving arrogantly like a little slave girl.

“You need to understand one thing, Cecilia.”

Xi Luo gazed into her defiant eyes and slowly said, "It's not because you did something for me that I decided to let them go. Rather, I gave you an opportunity to do something for me so that I could be merciful and let them go. Do you understand the relationship between these two things?"

The words fell softly, causing Cecilia's expression to freeze on her face.

"Am I too good to you? That's why you have the illusion that you can bargain with me?"

Shiloh's voice remained gentle, but a chilling undertone had crept into Cecilia's voice.

Seeing Cecilia looking down, seemingly lost in thought, Shiloh chuckled, suddenly released his grip on her hand, and turned to leave.

But the moment he loosened his grip, Cecilia suddenly clung to him, standing on tiptoe to wrap her arms around his neck.

Shiloh looked at Cecilia, who had buried her pretty face in his shoulder, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Get to the point."

Cecilia trembled upon hearing this, her soft, delicate body stiffening slightly.

Although we can't see her expression, judging from her gradually rosy little ears, she probably has a very delicious look on her face.

"I'm sorry... Please forgive me... Master."

Having largely prepared herself mentally, Cecilia, well aware of Shiro's wicked nature, knew she had to handle everything decisively and efficiently to avoid giving him any opening to attack her.

It has to be said, Cecilia guessed right.

Upon hearing the final word, "Master," trembled with shame yet remained crystal clear, a satisfied smile finally appeared on Shiloh's face.

"Good girl~ Good girl~ This is my good Cecilia..."

Shiloh gently embraced Cecilia, stroking her silky golden hair repeatedly, conveying his satisfaction.

Sensing the understanding in Shiloh's actions, Cecilia breathed a sigh of relief. Her tense body softened, and she nestled into his arms like a marshmallow.

As the tension eased, a hint of understanding appeared in Cecilia's eyes.

He seems to... really like that!

Realizing this, Cecilia felt a surge of excitement; perhaps she could use this method to deal with him in the future!

Maybe I can even get him to willingly help me investigate my father's case!

Cecilia, who thought she had found the "Siro user manual," suppressed the urge to smile and buried herself a little deeper into Shiro's arms, secretly gloating.

However, despite seemingly being "bewitched," Shiloh revealed a cunning, triumphant smile.

Forcing or bribing her to call her "master" will only make her resentful. Besides hissing at her, she might even suddenly slap herself.

But if she "inadvertently" discovers that calling her master can make her attitude gentler, and even gives her hope of a future where she is completely obedient, she will be happy to call him.

After all, it was discovered through her intelligence and ingenuity.

We should not only use it without any burden, but also use it with pride, shouldn't we?

As Xi Luo combed the soft ponytail of the girl in his arms, he couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Cecilia is so adorably silly.

It looks just like the gauze hat my family kept in my past life.

Chapter 16 Irene Offers Her Loyalty

As he gently inhaled Cecilia's delicate fragrance and stroked her, Shiloh chuckled softly, "There will probably be an apology banquet tonight, so I'll have to leave the security to you."

"Yes... Master."

Before she knew it, Cecilia had gotten better and better at calling him that.

Time flew by, and while waiting at the mansion, Shiloh received a series of good news from Saif. His touch as he stroked the sleeping girl's hair, which was like petting a cat, became lighter and more gentle.

"Well……"

A soft, murmured moan escaped her lips. Wrapped in the blankets, Irene shrank half her pretty face inward like a kitten, then stretched her delicate body, breathing heavily.

"Master?"

In the evening, the room was dimly lit as Shiloh did not turn on the lights.

In Irene's blurry vision, the handsome young man sitting on the edge of the bed, gazing at her tenderly, seemed as unreal as a dream.

After a soft murmur, Irene, who was just waking up from a deep sleep, couldn't help but show a look of longing in her fluorescent blue eyes. She reached out her small hand from under the covers, then gently grasped Xiluo's wrist and brought her pretty face close to caress it.

Feeling the soft, delicate touch in his palm, Xi Luo's smile softened considerably. He reached out and pinched Irene's soft little face, saying softly, "Little Irene looks so cute when she's being affectionate."

"Huh? Huh—?!"

A soft voice entered her small ear canal, causing a moment of confusion in Irene's eyes.

Realizing that the person beside her wasn't the one from her dream, Irene's eyes narrowed, and she quickly scrambled out of bed, saying urgently, "I'm sorry, Master, I overslept—"

Before he finished speaking, Xi Luo's large hand landed on Irene's head and gently rubbed it a few times, dissolving the girl's unease and panic, and quietly rippling at the bottom of her heart.

"Don't always think about apologizing. Right now, you are my precious little maid."

Shiloh gently lifted Irene's chin with one hand, gazing into her fluorescent blue eyes, and said earnestly, "I won't force you, Irene. You need to think carefully about what's coming next, and then make a choice."

His handsome face remained gentle, but it also held a touch of seriousness, causing Irene's heart to skip a beat. She nodded vigorously.

“You possess the bloodline of an ancient race called the ‘Shadow Walkers.’ Once you awaken this bloodline, you will gain powerful extraordinary talents, and becoming a high-ranking extraordinary being is within your reach.”

"However, the ancient bloodline in your body is not pure. To awaken it, a strong stimulation method must be used."

Sensing the look in Shiloh's eyes, Irene already anticipated the consequences of what he was about to say.

"If we can't hold on, we'll die."

Xi Luo held Irene's shoulder, looking calmly into the girl's beautiful fluorescent blue eyes, and said, "I can let you stay by my side for the rest of your life, as a carefree ordinary maid. After all, I took the initiative to save you, and leaving you to fend for yourself is not my style."

"Of course, if you choose to activate your bloodline, I will do my best to help you. However, I cannot guarantee that you will be able to pull through."

When it comes to matters of life and death, the atmosphere always becomes somewhat heavy. So, Xiluo smiled relaxedly, gently pinched Irene's nose, and joked, "Although I will respect your wishes, no matter which path you choose, you have to be my little maid, okay?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Irene threw herself into Shiloh's arms and hugged him tightly.

For the next few minutes, he remained silent and did not utter a single word.

Xi Luo didn't urge her, but simply held her in his arms, constantly comforting the petite girl.

"I want to... activate my bloodline."

A muffled sound came softly from her shoulder; for Irene, this was the only and necessary answer.