My Servant System

Kat PoV

The next two days flew by, with us learning very little; Vice-Headmaster Bijilo went over the fundamentals of most sequence crafting, reviewing the runic language we use for our spells and their origin, while Professor Xiant had discussions about the North and West domains, having Draka and Ulysses describe the places they live.

While those classes were uneventful, Combat Class made up for it and then some; Jillian seemed to be really peeved about Jahi's display from before, and as a result...

Parrying her dagger thrust, I slammed my palm forwards into her modest chest, only to grunt as her leg slammed into my knee, buckling it.

Feeling it seize, I had to desperately try to fend off a dozen slashes, her dagger a blur as she smirked at me.

Her eyes were alight with sadistic glee as I barely managed to block or redirect her blows, trying to regain my footing under her onslaught.

The Elf stabbed her dagger up high only to attempt to sweep my legs out from under me, making me jump backwards to avoid her deceptively strong legs.

However, Jillian proved to be rather quick as well; kicking off her other foot, she launched herself towards me, her dagger aimed at my chest.

Surprised by her speed, I barely managed to twist my body so that her wooden dagger scraped against my ribs, making me grunt from the sudden pain.

Hearing that, her smirk widened, and she swiftly brought her dagger down towards my shoulder.

Trying to block it, I instead found myself stumbling backwards as her foot collided with my stomach, knocking the air from my lungs as I coughed.

Resting the edge of the dagger against my throat, Jillian grinned widely down at me, her long ears twitching as she listened to me pant.

Dragging in breath, I shakily got back to my feet before bowing, moving towards the weapon rack.

It had been the last spar of the day, and I had already faced off against Griselda and another man who used a dagger; his name was Nomi, a Bullkin.

I had been... perplexed, seeing such a large, bulky man using a small dagger, however he had surprised me as he controlled his giant frame quite well.

Jillian walked behind me, and I could hear the smugness in her tone as she said "Not bad... for a commoner."

Refusing to give her a reaction, I placed my training dagger on the rack and bowed to her again, my face passive as I said "Thank you for the guidance, Lady Sariel. Good day."

The woman narrowed her eyes at me for a moment, and as I briefly met her dark hazel eyes, I saw a mixture of mild anger and lust, making me internally sneer.

Ignoring it for now, I made my way back to Jahi and the others, who were staring at me with narrowed eyes as well; Leone was visibly upset that I had gotten 'hurt', while Jahi and Anput had frustration clearly writ on their features.

"Come on; let's go home."

Hearing that, they all frowned before turning around, ignoring me.

Gently shaking my head, I followed behind them as we walked, and I took the moment of silence to ask my system a few things.

'So, I've always wondered this, but if I had chosen [Evil] and [Duchess], would I have been Jillian's servant?'

[Very likely, yes. The 'ranks' were what you were most familiar with, but they would have translated into whatever country you ended up in. For example, the Tian Dynasty; instead of a Duchess, you would serve an accomplished General or Councilor. Again, there are quiet a few people who fit the descriptors given to you in the beginning; an 'alignment' and a rank are very broad. Another example would be Duchess Klaki; she falls under neutral. Does that help?]

'Yes, it does... besides that...'

Frowning slightly, I asked 'Why me? What did I do to deserve this extra chance? Was it just... random?'

The system remained silent for a few moments, before answering.

[It was random. Remember your Point balance? You were, at the end of the day, just an average person; nothing extradorinaiy, nothing crazy. You were just another person living life.]

Nodding, I fell silent as well, resuming the quiet walk home.

Pondering what I had just learned, I was able to bear with the others unhappiness with what had occurred, watching as they all made their way to either their rooms or outside.

Sighing, I sat down on the couch and placed a piece of cloth before me, returning to practicing my enchanting.

After reading more of the book, I found the idea of being an Enchanter more and more appealing. I could make my life much easier via enchantments, both in my day to day life and in combat.

The more utilitarian enchantments were much easier to create, so I used them as a way to practice imbuing my mana onto an object.

Once I grew comfortable enough with that, I'll attempt to place an enchantment on my dagger; nothing crazy, just something that lets my mana flow easier over the blade, reducing the drain during fights and how lethal it could be.

Time slowly passed, and a small pile of enchanted cloths grew beside me.

The amount of mana needed to enchant them was surprisingly little, and I had managed to achieve a success rate of around 2 in every 3 attempts.

Of course, it was a basic enchantment, so until I could do it easily, I wasn't going to attempt to do anything to my dagger.

I could replace it easily, sure, but it now had a familiarity that I couldn't achieve with others; not yet, anyways.

The length, weight, and balance were all things I had memorized at this point; it was second nature to handle the long steel blade as I pleased.

Grabbing it from the small sheath on the table, I withdrew my dagger and stared at it, admiring my reflection on it's clear surface.

Getting up, I made my way over to the small table that housed our spare whetstones and a small jar of mineral oil.

Taking one of my newly enchanted cloths, I set about cleaning my blade, making sure it was spotless, well oiled, and that the edge was razor sharp.

As I took care of my blade, someone sat down beside me.

Getting a whiff of the now familiar citrusy scent, I didn't even look over at Anput as she did the same, running a stone along the edge of her longsword.

She remained silent beside me, and we worked swiftly.

However, before I could get up to walk away she grabbed my wrist, making me look over at her.

Seeing her hard obsidian eyes staring at me, I tilted my head as I waited for her to speak.

The Jackalkin pursed her lips before sighing, asking "Did you really need to let Jillian get that many hits in?"

Shrugging, I replied "Probably not, but it was also useful to attempt to rely on nothing but technique; her style of fighting is different from your precise strikes or Jahi's heavy blows. She utilizes her legs more than her blade, so..."

Getting up, Anput gestured towards the yard outside, saying "If you wish to train, then come."

Following behind her, we entered the large training yard, placing our real weapons on a rack before grabbing some wooden ones.

Moving to stand opposite of one another in the center, we prepared to fight.

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Jahi Pov

Sitting on the roof again, I found that I actually quite enjoyed this space; the others only went to the yard in pairs, so usually it was rather quiet and calm up here.

Admiring the sun setting over the city, I frowned as I recalled the sight from earlier; seeing Kat get pushed back by that arrogant, insufferable Jillian had resurfaced the fight from days prior, against Lord Pele.

Shaking my head, I scoffed as my mind tried to draw that comparison; it was no where near that level of severity.

I knew that Kat was stronger then the Elf, but like always, it irked me that I had to watch as she held back.

At this point I knew not to even attempt to convince her otherwise; my Dogkin wife was rather good at redirecting conversations, utilizing my lust or anger against me quite efficiently.

Realizing that she was going to end up being like mother, I frowned before sighing.

I needed that; I know I did, but it didn't make it easier to swallow knowing that one of my three beautiful wives was adept at 'twisting my arm' as she pleased.

Smirking, I realized that I also had quite the sway over her as well; it has been awhile since I've used any ropes, so my little puppy should be wanting for a good...

Play time.

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Sorry that these last two chapters have been...

Slow.

Didn't want to use the (Extra) chapters I had built up, since I was capable of writing, but I just needed a little break...

Still want to upload daily though, for that Win-Win mission...

Anyways, hopefully I'll be back at it again tomorrow!

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