I was Chosen By A Perverted Goddess To Help Save Her World

Chapter 72: Me Too

The twins were like excited teens who had gotten a taste of candy and were now addicted to the sweetness.

If Ben were to indulge them, as every part of him was screaming at him to do....

He would have to spend at least an extra three to four hours before their marathon session would come to a close....

And considering the time he had left, he couldn’t spare that much time today.

None of the twins knew that the clutches of death itself were clasping around him, so he couldn’t blame them for pulling such a stunt.

It took all of Ben’s self-control to do what he did next.

"When I get back...I promise..."

"But now I need to get something done quick."

Ben said with deep hesitation, as he guided the twins by their tender ass to stand as he too stood, heading towards his door.

The twins looked incredibly bummed at Ben’s actions, but they both nodded in understanding, as Kiara appeared to recall something and said to Ben...

"Ahh....I made your bath, Master Hardwood," she informed, showing him the small jug in her hands as well as pointing to the sheets.

’Damn it!’ Ben lamented inside, gritting his teeth. He really wanted to go and enjoy the bath with these twin beauties, which he assumed was placed somewhere else, but he had to hold himself back, and then he also recalled something as he responded.....

"Maybe when I get back, also.....take this..."

Ben fished his right hand into his pants, then retrieved the new box of sample panties from his inventory, handing it over to Kiara as he said....

"I would like to trouble you girls to deliver this box over to the mistress..... You can just hand it over to her personal maids."

Kiara received the box, staring wonderingly at the beautiful design, and Ryn scooted closer curiously as she twirled it in her hands, before Kiara finally turned to Ben, nodding with a smile. Though obviously curious, none of them asked Ben a question.

"Thank you. Also... do you perhaps know a young male senior servant with short black hair, with a tall, toned build...."

As Ben described the person, Ryn and Kiara appeared in thought, trying to figure out whom Ben was describing, until Ben added the final description.

"He also seemed like a real prick...I mean, he appeared very full of himself."

"Oh... you must mean Senior Gildhart, master Hardwood." Kiara finally voiced.

The twins turned, nodding to one another after Ben’s last description. It fit the person they were thinking about to a T.

"Gildhart....i see...."

"Can you tell me what you know about this person?"

"He’s an asshole." Ryn blurted, her face contorting into a frown.

She had used a curse word, which Ben had taught them the other night.

"Ryn!.....careful." Kiara chided her sister for saying something so rude, then she turned to Ben, also saying....

"Yeah..... He’s a big asshole."

Like a consensus, the three of them began to snicker and laugh at the ridiculous situation for a few moments before Kiara turned all serious as she said to Ben....

"He treats all those who aren’t servants of noble origins like eye sores, doing whatever he wants in the estate...."

"But.... he does have some very strong backing."

"So, Master....please be careful of this person,"

Kiara advised, now looking quite worried. She had guessed Ben must have had an encounter with Gildhart, prompting him to inquire about him.

And since their new master was just a mortal, they both were worried that Gildhart whose of the Apprentice Knight realm and also had a force in the estate, would endanger him.

Gildhart’s status in the estate wasn’t that of a mere servant.

Before Ben came along, almost everyone in the estate assumed that Gildhart was the madames’ favorite, and there was one person whom he had as a strong backer.

The twins had even seen the coalition of noble servants appear to be gathering when they had been on their way over to the west wing to serve Ben.

They had thought nothing of it, but now with Ben asking this question, they had become worried that it might have something to do with him.

"Hmm.... and whose this backer who supports Gildhart ?"

Ben suddenly inquired, taking the twins by surprise as they turned pensively to look at each other, not knowing what to say, before Kiara murmured in response.

"I...i am sorry master...."

"But please... don’t ask us this."

Ben read the twins’ reaction, seeing something certainly wasn’t right.

He had asked a simple, innocent question, and the mood had turned tense.

"Forget it....I was just curious, is all. "

Ben remarked, putting on his charming smile and grazing the twins lightly on their rosy cheeks, causing them to blush and smile back brightly at him, returning to their lighter state.

"I have to go now, see you later, my darlings."

Saying that, Ben exited through the door, his direction set for the northern fringes of the estate....

His thoughts still playing through the twins’ reaction, deducing what all that could be about as he followed the descriptions he had gotten for where he was headed.

Inside Ben’s room, about a minute after he had left...

Ryn and Kiara were seated atop his mattress, both of them looking down on an object.

Lying there between them was the box Ben had left them to send over to the duchess.

Their curiosity was almost made manifest as they alternated staring down at the box and looking themselves again in the eyes. They were curious but also pensive about something else.

"Should we... open it ?" Kiara voiced hesitantly, her eyes running over the box with a complicated expression on her face.

"But master Hardwood wouldn’t like that," Ryan murmured, looking very much conflicted.

"Ryn....." Kiara intoned, looking to her sister.

"You know we can’t report empty-handed...."

"We can’t betray ’his’ trust anymore."

"Or have you forgotten why we have been placed beside Master Hardwood?" Kiara asked as her expression turned gloomy.

"But I like Master Hardwood." Ryan voiced in a murmur, looking more conflicted at her sister.

There was a moment’s pause....

Kiara bit down on her lower lip before placing a gentle palm on Ryn’s cheek, her voice cracking a little, and her eyes glossing over as she remarked with a helpless smile....

"Me too."