Chapter 9: Never before has this been such a wonderful start.

Phyllis didn’t understand.

Watching the girl’s graceful departing back, Phyllis fell into long thought.

Clearly all for revenge—she shouldn’t feel anything for that bastard.

But why, hearing Aaliyah say “I like you,” still involuntary joy and relief?

Could… she still linger for this heart-player?

No, impossible.

She’d never forget last life’s body growing cold pain.

Companions smiling in blood pools.

Blurred vision, silver girl’s mad laugh.

Last life’s mistake—no repeat.

Aaliyah just weak mind, quick hypnosis effect, said that.

No true words…

Pampered princess, royal blood—mind still trash.

Yes, must be.

Convincing self, Phyllis dropped thought.

Entered training room.

Now, rely memory recover strength fast.

Better handle future.

“Truly nostalgic.”

Casual lift training sword, weighed.

Phyllis sentimental.

Back to this point, days fawning Aaliyah—no leisure.

Now demon controlled—time for self.

Spirit lifted.

Bloodline unawakened, magic low.

But sword-magic auxiliary—no fuss.

Next: slap faces who bullied.

Use Aaliyah expose truth, reclaim throne.

Finally, Aaliyah off guard…

Backstab hard!

Heh heh heh… never better start!

Excited more.

Sword moves shed rust.

Sharper.

Fierce output at bag—like Aaliyah herself.

Chop, slice, mince!

…

Long, Phyllis eased from excitement.

Watched bag puddle.

No regret.

Princess rich—money endless.

Waste bit?

Cost? Paid last life.

Wipe forehead sweat.

Mood great.

Prep bath enjoy.

Eye lift—door stunned Aaliyah.

Hehe, speak of.

“Phi sauce, amazing, haha.”

Phyllis approach.

Aaliyah awkward laugh.

Pure mage body—magic low is low.

Efficiency maybe compensate.

But one-chop end unchanged.

Hope Phyllis no whim mince her…

“Mm, tomorrow magic appraisal. More practice no harm.”

Phyllis adjust expression.

Squeeze smile.

Aaliyah inward sneer—who depletes magic pre-appraisal?

“Over consume affect test.”

“No issue.”

Phyllis smile deeper: “Have you after all.”

Seeing intenser smile, danger scent—Aaliyah nod, want leave: “Good, I first…”

“Sleep.”

Words unfinished.

Crisp snap.

Aaliyah eye-corner brand hot magic.

Mind daze—

Hypnosis sudden.

“Aaliyah, serve bath.”

Aaliyah: ???

Her there—no fear bloodthirsty crowd talk.

But this big?

Last life tuned saintess gentle—fear break.

Phyllis truly no pity?

But seen power gap—Aaliyah no opinion.

Cooperative dull hypnosis.

Followed to big bath.

Misty steam.

Phyllis to pool.

Quick strip clothes.

But recall stop.

Turn to blank Aaliyah: “Turn around. No peek. Understood?”

Really…

Last life bedded bare many times—still shy virgin.

Sight unconscious to Phyllis meager front armor.

Blocked fabric—bit disappointing.

But body honest turn.

“Yes.”

Moments, handed bundle.

“Hold, hold good… no wet.”

Pinch soft fabrics.

Milk scent mix girl post-exercise fresh sweat.

Hit face.

Aaliyah daze.

Inhale deep unconscious.

Seem sense odd.

Phyllis stretching.

Sudden turn: “Mm? What you doing?!”

“Hiss—good fragrant.”

“???”

Words out.

Tile water reflect—Phyllis shadow instant red.

“Pervert…”

Mutter soft.

Turn confirm Aaliyah no odd.

Wrapped long hair towel.

Careful step water.

Warm flow silk wrap.

Ankle up legs waist.

Ripple collarbone.

Comfy.

If no hate ghost—better.

Pity, Starfall no maids—her guest.

Sink sore body warm water.

Phyllis long breath.

Close eyes rest.

Sudden nearby water disturb.

Open eyes—dazzling snow white…

“You, you what?!”

Aaliyah sudden shock.

Phyllis blurt.

Quick arms cover chest.

Shrink water.

Turn away—can’t hide slender form.

Mm, still smooth fine.

None.

Comfy.

Even halved worth ticket!

Of course, pretend.

Savor moment.

Aaliyah suppress throb.

Blink dull ice blue eyes.

Loud word by word: “You said, serve, bath.”

“??!”

Words stun.

Phyllis no react yet.

Felt waist gripped soft slender hands.

Waist touch shiver.

Instant, back soft warm touch.

You pasted yourself?!