Chapter 6: Milk (Part 1)
Amon thought to himself, can I arrive this quickly? The answer is yes! But what about wearing armor and wielding a weapon? Amon had no experience, but then he considered that if he were to carry a large hammer, it would also be feasible. He was just a bit puzzled; the courtyard appeared quiet and unguarded, yet the defenses were so stringent. How did Schrödinger manage to sneak into Maria's room?
During lunch the next day, Amon stood by, feeling somewhat unsettled, yet he carefully restrained his emotions, not daring to reveal any signs of distress. What was particularly uncomfortable was that Maria was still gazing at him; he could feel her gaze. At that moment, he heard Maria softly say, "You didn't harm that cat yesterday, did you?"
Amon quickly replied, "My lord, you need not thank me; as your servant, it is my duty. It is my fault that your rest has been disturbed." As he spoke, he finally raised his gaze to meet Maria's eyes. Perhaps it was a surge of courage or a challenge to himself; he had seen her like that yesterday, so why was he afraid to look her in the eyes today
In the end, it was Maria who averted her gaze first, but it did not seem like she was avoiding it, as she lowered her head again to eat, no longer asking Amon any questions. Today, she ate very little, much less than yesterday. When Amon looked into her eyes, he could see a hint of unease deep within her gaze. She seemed unwell, enduring some pain, yet she tried her best to maintain her composure.
He inexplicably felt a strong desire to bathe in the cold spring within the Black Fire Jungle, secretly pondering that such whimsical thoughts might be due to his frequent baths in that peculiar cold spring. Each time he emerged from the cold spring and sat by the shore to rest, his body felt warm, and he would experience a similar reaction, almost wanting to moan in comfort, yet his mood was not as chaotic as it is now.
As he stepped outside, Amon opened his mouth and took a deep breath, his face instantly turning completely red, even his earlobes were flushed. When Gabriel rushed into Maria's room, he lit a candle as quickly as possible, but the light was dim, and the staircase was even darker, making it impossible for anyone to see Amon's expression
Maria: "Thank you, Amon, for what happened yesterday"
Does that cat have a name? Who is the old madman?
Amon was very eager to ask her what was wrong, but he found himself unable to do so. He could only respond to Maria's questions and could not initiate a conversation with her.
Gabriel sheathed his sword: "Do not address me as 'my lord'; from now on, simply call me Gabriel. As per your instructions, I certainly will not harm this cat... You need not apologize; it is inappropriate. Protecting you is my sacred duty... Amon, take this cat away and ensure it does not disturb Lady Maria's rest."
Even Gabriel could not detect any flaws; when the child rushed upstairs, he was indeed a bit flustered, which is quite normal. However, upon seeing that Lady Maria was unharmed, he quickly calmed down
"Amon, how did this cat get in?" Gabriel asked in a low voice without turning around, knowing that Amon had already reached the door.
Schrödinger woke up, expressing his dissatisfaction with a shout. He stretched his limbs, shook his fur, and dashed away in a puff of smoke, heading in the direction of the old madman's house. Only then did Amon let out a sigh of relief
What happened? The six warriors in the hall remained silent, while another warrior at the entrance, who was equipped with a long sword, appeared to be a squad leader of sorts, and asked Amon.
As Ameng descended the stairs, he was taken aback, even gasping in surprise. He saw six armored warriors standing in the hall below. The two in front held shields and battle axes, while the two behind carried shields and throwing spears. Additionally, two others stood silently with long swords, exuding a formidable aura that struck him forcefully. Schrödinger seemed to sense it as well; in Ameng's arms, he let out a dissatisfied meow, nudged his head, and curled up into a ball.
Back in the hall, Gabriel had already descended the stairs and commanded the warriors to disperse. However, he stood there and asked Amon, "Your skills are quite impressive, and your reflexes are very agile, comparable to those of a low-tier warrior. Have you practiced any martial arts?"
However, Amon cannot go tonight; he must sleep on the wooden boards under the stairs. Naturally, he did not sleep well this night
Maria was clearly a bit surprised; she did not expect the young man to raise his gaze to meet hers. This made her feel somewhat uncomfortable. Instinctively wanting to look away, she recalled Gabriel's instructions, so she continued to look at him, though she could not hide a hint of awkwardness.
There is nothing to worry about, just a cat. Lady Maria almost stepped on it and instructed us not to harm the animal, but to take it away. Amon replied while weaving through the six warriors, carrying the cat as he headed outside the courtyard
It is called Schrödinger, indeed quite lazy, and is the cat kept by the town's old madman
No, I do not know how it got in either, " Amon replied honestly
Lord Dick's personal guard is usually stationed near the Horus Temple in the courtyard. Either they heard the commotion or received a special message from Gabriel, and they arrived surprisingly quickly. Moreover, they silently set up their defenses and battle formations. However, without Lord Gabriel's orders, they cannot ascend to Maria's room
Without saying anything else, with a warrior like Gabriel present, it is almost impossible for a cat to sneak in, yet it is still sleeping by Maria's bedside
Gabriel's sword has been drawn, enveloped in a faint silver aura that, while not bright, possesses a quality that stings the eyes. Her expression is somewhat peculiar, a mix of strangeness and surprise, as the tip of the sword points at a furry little creature at the foot of the bed
It was merely a doubt; Amon did not think too much about it. He walked outside the courtyard and placed the cat on the ground, giving its rear a heavy slap, and softly admonished, "Schrödinger, hurry home, it's a bit dangerous here, you must not come back!"
Upon reaching the gate of the courtyard, he was once again taken aback. On either side of the gate stood two fully armed soldiers. Looking at the four corners of the courtyard, there was a soldier at each corner, weapon in hand, on high alert. Amon knew that these soldiers were the personal guard brought to the town by Lord Dick. It was also these individuals who had escorted Fajol to his home to retrieve the Tears of the Gods.
On the surface, it appeared so, but within Amon's heart, there was considerable unrest. Maria was only wearing a nightgown, and when he crouched down, he saw her feet. As he stood up, he still kept his head lowered, and his gaze happened to catch a glimpse of her delicate bosom. The neckline of the nightgown was not particularly low, but from this angle, he could also see a small patch of skin on her chest just below her neck.
When the two spoke, they kept looking into each other's eyes, as if challenging one another, seemingly unwilling to look away first, each displaying a hint of childishness. She was very beautiful, and Ameng thought to himself how much he liked looking at her this way
Amon responded with some surprise, asking, "My lord, are you asking me? I do not understand what is meant by physical techniques, but I have learned the mining skills passed down through generations in Doke Town. You should already be aware of the events that transpired."
Amon: "No, I did not. As per your instructions, I let it go www.hetushucom.com."
Isn't this Schrödinger? Amon recognized the cat that was sprawled at Maria's feet, fast asleep. It was the cat kept by the old madman, lazy, gluttonous, fat, and dirty, with its gray and white fur always covered in soot, making even the white fur appear gray. It slept soundly all day long, and the old madman had named this cat Schrödinger. How did it end up in Maria's room?
Gabriel merely asked casually, and then realized that even she had not noticed a cat sneaking in, making her question this little miner pointless. At that moment, Maria said apologetically: "I am sorry for waking you all up; I did not know this cat was sleeping here. I almost stepped on it just now and was startled... Lord Gabriel, please do not harm it; it is just sleeping."
How can there be such a lazy cat that doesn't even wake up like that
He is the oldest person in the town, and he is also my friend
Gabriel did not ask any further questions and returned to his room, and everything returned to calm. However, Ammon found it difficult to regain his composure; as soon as he closed his eyes, it was as if he could see Maria's feet, and then his gaze moved upward with her body, resting on her bosom, such tender and fair skin... Perhaps startled or due to the chill of the night air, the fine hairs on his skin stood slightly on end... And there were the alluring curves beneath her nightgown, with two prominent points on the curves... Perhaps startled or due to the chill of the night air, the fine hairs on his skin stood slightly on end... And there were the alluring curves beneath her nightgown, with two prominent points on the curves...
Amon's heart inexplicably raced, and he immediately tried to control his breathing to calm it down, making his heartbeat more even. This is one of the most profound techniques in the mining skills of Dook Town; one must maintain their bodily reactions in a very calm state to ensure the success of each mining operation. Amon's training was far more rigorous than that of others in the town, largely due to his years of experience bathing in the bone-chilling cold spring with *Tu* *Shu*. This is one of the most profound techniques in the mining skills of Dook Town; one must maintain their bodily reactions in a very calm state to ensure the success of each mining operation. Amon's training was far more rigorous than that of others in the town, largely due to his years of experience bathing in the bone-chilling cold spring with *Tu* *Shu*.
As he pondered, his body involuntarily reacted. Amon was still a child, yet not so small anymore; this reaction made him quite uneasy and even agitated. He imagined what the lovely bosom beneath the pajamas might look like, and what it would feel like to slip his hand inside from the neckline. Suddenly, he shivered, feeling that his thoughts were an inappropriate offense
Amon responded with a sound, lowered his head, and stepped forward to pick up Schrödinger. This lazy cat could really sleep; despite the commotion, it was still not awake when Amon lifted it. As Amon looked down, he saw Maria's feet; she was not wearing shoes, and her delicate, fair ankles were exposed beneath her nightgown, with her toenails painted pink, making them appear so charming
The door to Maria's bedroom was open, and Gabriel was already standing by the bed. If Amon remembered correctly, Gabriel should have been resting in the room closest to the main entrance downstairs at night. Amon had not seen Gabriel at all when he rushed up the stairs, which indicated that Maria had just cried out, and before Amon could even rise from the bottom of the stairs, Gabriel had already come upstairs. This speed was truly astonishing, almost like teleportation.
What is even more alarming is that the gaze seems to penetrate through the nightgown, imagining to see something else. Maria's nightgown is neither thin nor thick, but it is soft, form-fitting, and slightly loose, made of very comfortable material. A girl of her age has already developed, and one can see the curve rising from her chest beneath the nightgown, as if it were the most beautiful curvature in the world. At the peak of the curve, there are slight protrusions; could those be her nipples?
Amon felt a burning sensation, not just on his face, but throughout his body, as if something was scorching him, reminiscent of just having emerged from a frigid spring. This feeling of heat, however, filled him with shame, prompting him to quickly bow and take three steps back while holding Schrödinger, before turning and walking out.