Erwin's face contorted with irritation as he glared at the stubbornly locked door. "Every single time I come here to meet these girls, they're never around... It's beyond frustrating," he grumbled, his voice laden with exasperation.
Out of nowhere, a voice filled with surprise cut through his thoughts. "What are you doing here?"
Erwin turned his attention to the source of the voice, and a broad smile spread across his face. "Ah, Miss Valara! I was actually looking for you," he responded.
Valara, holding a collection of items in her hands, appeared to have just returned from the city. She questioned Erwin while unlocking the door with a key. "And why exactly were you looking for me?" she inquired.
Erwin, still taken aback by the sudden encounter, clutched onto the items and explained, "I stumbled upon some good herbs today. And as you suggested, if I found something noteworthy, I should come to you. So here I am."
"Oh, really? Let me have a look," Valara requested, her voice tinged with surprise, and proceeded to enter her house. Erwin followed closely behind, his gaze fixated on the gentle sway of her hips with each step.
As Erwin stepped into her house, he found it to be as he remembered, with neatly arranged books on the shelves and a faint aroma of herbs wafting through the air. His attention remained fixed on Valara as she opened a door leading to her basement.
Valara beckoned him inside while instructing, "Place those items on the table and join me downstairs."
Erwin dutifully complied, setting the items on the table. However, he couldn't shake the sense that something had changed about Valara. There was a subtle shift in her demeanor, a warmth that seemed to replace her usual aloofness. "She appears less cold." Erwin mused to himself, perplexed by the transformation, as he followed her downstairs.
As Erwin descended the stairs, he found himself in a dimly lit basement, filled with an assortment of shelves stacked with potions, books, and mysterious artifacts. Valara moved gracefully through the space, her familiarity evident in the way she navigated the room.
Erwin's eyes widened as he took in the sight before him. The basement seemed to be a hidden sanctuary of knowledge and magic. He couldn't help but feel a mix of curiosity and excitement coursing through his veins.
Valara turned towards Erwin, a warm smile gracing her face as she extended her hands. Erwin's eyes widened with surprise, taking in Valara's radiant beauty, illuminated by the dim light. Valara, in turn, glanced at Erwin's expression and spoke, her voice filled with curiosity. "What are you looking at? Show me the herbs you found."
Erwin snapped out of his bewilderment upon hearing her words. He reached into his pocket and pulled out sixteen marble-sized white fruits, offering them to Valara. With a smile, she carefully inspected the fruits, her eyes gleaming with recognition. "Ah, Virellanths... Where did you come across these?"
"I found them in the forest today," Erwin replied, choosing not to elaborate further. "Miss Valara, I was wondering if you could create a marrow cleansing potion using these."
Valara examined the herb closely and pondered its potential. "I can create the potions for you, but what's in it for me?" she questioned.
Erwin grinned and replied, "Since there are a total of sixteen herbs, you can make approximately eight potions, right? You can keep two for yourself and give the remaining extra ones to me."
Valara paused, deep in thought, before responding, "It's a fair deal, but you should know that marrow cleansing potions have a certain failure rate. If I encounter any failures, I will keep two potions for myself, and the unsuccessful ones will be deducted from your share, understood?"
Erwin reluctantly nodded, understanding the terms. "That will suffice," he agreed.
Upon hearing his consent, Valara turned towards a nearby table and added, "Furthermore, I require some additional ingredients to create these potions. You can either purchase them from the market or check if you already have them."
Erwin's smile faltered slightly as he apologized, saying, "I was actually considering selling the extra Virellanths to acquire the necessary ingredients. However, it may take some time, considering the potential failure rate I thinks it's best if I found some another way. I hope you understand."
Valara's expression softened, and she replied, "Very well, Erwin. Take the time you need to gather the ingredients."
Erwin gazed at Valara with a mix of anticipation and concern. "One more thing, Miss Valara. Have you received any news about Professor Adelaide? When is she expected to return?" he inquired, knowing that his master and the focus of his mission had yet to come back.
Valara paused for a moment, collecting her thoughts. "Professor Adelaide is scheduled to return sooner than I initially anticipated. Just yesterday, I received a message from her stating that she will be at the academy on the day of the festival," she replied, her gaze shifting around her workshop. "Now, if you have no further business, please leave and remember to close the door behind you."
Erwin observed Valara's demeanor returning to its cold and detached state, a stark contrast to the warmth he had witnessed earlier. However, he knew that it was inconsequential at the moment. His focus shifted to the task at hand: devising a plan to break free from his slavehood under Professor Adelaide's control. "So, she will be here in a week. That should provide enough time to formulate a plan," Erwin thought to himself, determination filling his mind.
Erwin left Valara's house and headed towards the city. He sold the extra herbs to the Alchemist Association and then went about his daily chores at Rosewood Elegance.
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In a dimly lit room, two naked women sought comfort and connection within each other's embrace. Their bodies pressed together, sweat glistening on their skin. However, their most captivating assets were concealed beneath the draped bed sheets, teasing the imagination.
The blonde-haired woman, her luscious locks flowing down her back, turned her gaze to her alluring red-haired companion. A note of concern tinged her voice as she softly inquired, "Meredith, before this, who do you work for? Could they lend us a helping hand in this situation?"
Lost in contemplation, the red-haired enchantress delicately ran her fingers through her lover's hair. Her captivating eyes flickered as she pondered the question, her mind weighing the possibilities. A faint smile danced upon her lips as she responded, "I wish we could rely on that person, Alex, but he is nothing but an insufferable asshole. We cannot place our trust in such a wretched soul."
Upon hearing Meredith's words, Alex's gaze dimmed, her eyes casting down with an unfocused intensity. Sensing her lover's anguish, Meredith's lips curled into a knowing smile, and she spoke softly, "Let us set aside our worries for now. Why don't we have another round before leaving?"
Alex's face lit up with a mischievous grin, feeling comforted by Meredith's concern. Without hesitation, she seized her lover's hands and playfully positioned herself on top, causing the bed sheet to fall away, exposing the sensual treasures it had concealed.
As the sheet fell away, revealing their naked forms, the allure of their bodies became evident. Both women possessed captivating breasts, each unique in shape and size. The blonde-haired woman's supple bosom gently curved, adorned with rosy nipples that beckoned with desire. Her red-haired companion boasted a more voluptuous allure, her ample breasts accentuating her sensuality, their tender peaks adorned with an enticing flush.
Alex's blonde tresses cascaded around her, framing her face like a golden halo. Her hips pressed firmly against Meredith's groin, creating a tantalizing connection that stirred desire in both of them.
In a moment charged with anticipation, Alex declared, her voice laced with a challenging tone, "This time, I shall be the one in control." Leaning forward, she boldly grasped Meredith's hands and bound them together with a piece of cloth, asserting her dominance.
Amusement danced in Meredith's eyes as she gazed upon Alex's newfound confidence. Every time they had shared nights of passion before, Alex had attempted to seize control, only to succumb to pleasure and beg for more. It had become a delightful pattern in their intimate encounters.
"Are you absolutely sure, my dear?" Meredith taunted, her smile teeming with amusement, relishing the opportunity to witness Alex's determination. The power dynamic between them shifted as Alex embarked on this endeavor, and Meredith eagerly awaited the unfolding of their passionate struggle.
"Yeah, I am in control now," Alex declared with a commanding tone. She positioned her hips provocatively over Meredith's face, ensuring her delicate folds made intimate contact with Meredith's soft, eager lips. The golden tuft of hair crowning Alex's white skin added an alluring contrast to the scene, a visual feast of desire.
Meredith, with a mischievous smile on her face, willingly surrendered to Alex's dominance. With a teasing flick of her tongue, she began exploring the velvety contours of Alex's most intimate area. The sensation sent waves of pleasure coursing through Alex's body, causing her to gasp in delight. She tightened her grip on Meredith's hair, a potent mix of control and surrender intertwining in their passionate dance.
Alex's hips moved with a rhythmic grace, sliding her moist entrance along Meredith's soft lips. A euphoric sensation washed over her as her essence coated Meredith's face, the intimate fluids mingling with the sweet warmth of their passion. Moans of pleasure escaped Alex's lips, mingling with the erotic sounds of their encounter.
"How do you like it?" Alex taunted, her voice dripping with desire. "Lick it clean... devour it," she teased, a mischievous giggle escaping her. The power dynamics between them became increasingly evident as Alex reveled in her commanding role, relishing the control she had over Meredith's pleasure.
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