Chapter 93: Slave of Love

「A-A total loss…」

「It’s vexing…」

A few hours later―

Stella and Aria crouched on the ground of the mansion’s garden with a dumbfounded look on their face.

They were completely exhausted, and their bodies were drenched in sweat.

The two of them had been going at the mock battles again and again. And yet, none of Stella’s attacks could reach Prince Julius. He parried all of them with his sword. In Aria’s case, Alisha basically dodged every single one of Aria’s attacks instead of parrying them.

「Cheer up, girls.」

「In these few hours, your movements have only improved. It is proof that you still have plenty of room for growth.」

Both Prince Julius and Alisha praised the depressed duo.

Naturally, Prince Julius was also drenched in sweat after training Stella.

But, for some reason… not even a single drop of sweat was present on Alisha’s body. Far from sweating, her long and beautiful, platinum-colored hair remained as orderly as before. And her maid dress didn’t even have a single speck of dust despite all those movements.

「Ue~, my head is hyu~rting!」

「I hate studying~!」

Lily and Faeri also grumbled from the corner of the garden.

Beelzebub had forced these two to learn efficient ways to deploy their magic.

It seemed studying caused quite a lot of agony for the two fairies, who were used to living freely in the Forest Labyrinth.

Nevertheless, they still took Beelzebub’s lesson seriously as they knew that it’d become a great boost to Aria and co’s combat prowess.

「Well then, shall we end today’s session with thi… Eh, these footsteps, could it be—」

Before she could even finish her sentence, Alisha’s ears suddenly started moving up and down. And then…

「NYAAAA~! It’s really you! Long time nyo see, Alisha-nya~n!」

「So it’s really you. Long time no see, Vulcan-san!」

Vulcan ran up and hugged Alisha as soon as she entered the garden.

Vulcan’s boobs, which wrapped in her overalls, and Alisha’s boobs, which wrapped in her maid clothes, pushed against each other. The impact caused those boobs to deform like squashed elastic balls.

Even though Vulcan’s boobs were quite big, Alisha’s boobs were even bigger.

At a glance, it seemed Alisha’s assets were as big as Aria’s… No, upon a closer look, they looked slightly bigger.

Hers were like watermelons… Though, there was no point in comparing melons and watermelons―both were undoubtedly packed to the brim with humanity’s ultimate firepower and dreams.

「With both of you frolicking like that, everyone can see that you are so intimate with Alisha-san, Vulcan-san.」

Aria unintentionally voiced out her thoughts.

Although she had heard about Vulcan’s intimate relationship with the Sword Saint before, seeing it with her own eyes was something else.

「Of course it is, nya~! Alisha-chan is my important comrade in arms, nyan!」

「Fufufu! It’s indeed nostalgic, Vulcan-san. I still remember the day when my Dear Master picked me up and we came into your shop for the first time to buy weapon…」

「Nya, right… Maiya-chan had just arrived in this world at that time, and he had no idea how to use his cane, nyan.」

Alisha and Vulcan were having a nostalgic conversation about their past. Aria was even more convinced about the two’s strong bond after seeing that.

She had also heard the story about the Archmage from Vulcan. The truth was that Vulcan was the person who had taught Maiya, the Archmage, how to effectively use his cane in combat.

… But, Alisha’s words piqued Aria’s curiosity.

（’My Dear Master picked me up.’ What does that mean?）

Even though she was worried about whether it was okay for her to ask Alisha about it, Aria decided to go through with the question.

But the answer Alisha gave was literally another bombshell.

「Fufufu! You see… I’m My Dear Master’s Wife and SLAVE at the same time.」

「A-Alisha-sama, the Sword Saint, is Archmage-sama’s… slave!?」

「That’s right, Aria-chan. Yes… I still remember the day when I first met My Dear Master. He had gallantly saved me from despair after I had been tricked by a slave merchant and fallen into slavery.」

As Alisha elaborated her answer, her cheeks turned pink as if she was recalling the most memorable moment of her past.

A small pink colored heart appeared in her eyes as she rubbed together her thighs that were wrapped under her maid clothes.

The charm of an adult woman oozed out of her very existence. It elevated her appeal to a whole new level… It had reached a point where even Aria, a member of the same sex, felt like she had just opened the door to the new world.

（Come to think of it, on a closer look… the necklace wrapped on Alisha-sama’s neck seems like a choker. Maybe it’s actually a slave choker. Looks like she really is the Archmage’s slave, besides being his wife.）

Tama, who stood beside Aria, pondered as he looked up at Alisha’s neck.

Alisha’s choker was a fitted type choker made of a silver-colored article. And right in the center of the choker was a gem of the same color as her eyes, ice blue.

It looked elegant at a glance. But, it was common to see these types of items on the neck of slaves.

（Seeing Alisha-sama’s expression, and the fact that Archmage-sama saved her from despair… Maybe becoming Archmage-sama’s slave is something akin to pride for Alisha-sama. Though, I don’t know too much about the story behind it. I guess if I overstep my boundary, it’d make me a boorish person…）

Aria was convinced of Alisha’s happiness on seeing the latter’s joyful expression. She knew that it was rude to dig deeper into that matter.

… Well, in reality, Alisha would be more than happy to tell the story of her memorable first meeting with her beloved master. In fact, she could speak about their lovey-dovey history for hours. But it was best to put that matter aside for now.