Herald of Steel



The man standing in front of Alexander was one of the people with a fast brain and very good people reading skills. 

And so reading the subtle clues was able to accurately guess Alexander's status, though not his exact identity.

But he did not need to do the latter.

Just the former was enough to send him into a shocked stammer. 

"Ahhh! My apologies my lord…I mean sire….I mean…no..ummm…I suddenly remember I something to do."

The man was barely able to form a single coherent sentence as he shook like a leaf, and then turning to the cashier suddenly bought everything he had in his pocket and shoved it into his hand, "Here! He is my brother! This is my treat!"

And then turning to give Alexander a big smile, said "Brother! Have a good day! Sorry I could not accompany you!"

With this an instant later he was gone, trotting and even slightly breaking into a run as he tried to get away as far as possible from Alexander.

To him Alexander appeared like a malicious beast, one from whom he could not wait to run away from and hide himself in the sea of people.

While Alexander, gazing at the retreating back of the unknown man, at first felt a bit amused at the overreaction.

He did not think his politeness would have been seen as something so scary.

So he could not help but break into a short, hollow chuckle.

But seeing this, a small part of his heart also felt happy and faltered.

Because the man's reaction was the perfect evidence of Alexander's power.

Or at least the power of the social class he resided in.

This was what it meant to be a noble.

Wielding such immense fear and respect just by one's presence alone.

It was a feeling Alexander found intoxicating, and something he came to appreciate to the fullest after he had lost all his powers for 10 whole years when his existence was equal to a pebble on the road.

Before that painful experience, back in his previous life, Alexander's mindset was the same as the ordinary masses, going about his life without too much care.

And like the typical man, he would regularly slight the ambitious and power-hungry people he would sometimes see in the news, people like businessmen, politicians, and military leaders, as being too greedy and soulless.

He would even wonder why these people worked so hard and struggled so much to stay or obtain more power when they perfectly had more than enough means to enjoy a happy, relaxed life.

But now in his current life, he could finally empathize with them.

He understood that those people understood that the real way to get happiness was to get more power.

More power meant more ways one could determine one's own fate.

And the amount of work they put in to achieve it was just part of the 'fun'.

For them work was not a chore, but a rewarding experience. 

Just like for Alexander, all the work hard work he did to develop his fief was not at all painful, but a pleasurable event, in doing which he could get respect like he had done just now.

He had not even needed to tell him who he was for the aggressive man to back down like a wet cat and run away shivering.

It was an event that needed to experience to really understand the feeling

Alexander had never expected to experience this type of profound feeling in such a place.

But Alexander did not also ruminate on the man's action.

A big part of him was also very impressed at the man's intuition and quick thinking.

Not many people possessed such keen insight to instantly recognize the strength of their opponent, especially when they were disguised.

'Did he recognize me?' Alexander even wondered.

Though that did not really matter.

Alexander was not concerned about his identity getting revealed.

Other than the simple fact that the man might not have identified Alexander as Alexander but simply understood him to be a noble, even if he had, the man seemed to be clever enough what was best for him.

It was because of that he had changed his address of Alexander from 'lord' to 'sire' to then 'brother'.

He clearly understood that Alexander or in his mind a noble was here incognito and that he wished to stay that way.

And so even when caught off guard, that man tried to very cleverly spin his words in that way.

This went to show how quick-witted and on his feet he was, a rare trait to have indeed.

'He would have made a good spy.' Alexander even half absently thought.

And then thinking on a whim, suddenly turned to ask two of his bodyguards, 

"Go after that man and bring him to me. Make sure not to hurt him."

And with that the two men were off to follow that man with hurried steps.

While Alexander very casually left the line, drawing nobody's notice given everyone was too busy looking at the beautiful painting, as he then inconspicuously entered a part of the building accessible to only the staff.

Here, Alexander came in front of a gate, being guarded by two men whom Alexander personally knew as being from his mercenary group, and so seeing their boss and his familiar bodyguards, they let him in immediately.

After this, Alexander left his men to freshen themselves in a room, for he did not want anyone who encountered Mikaya day to day to see her in that state, while he took a few twisting corridors to finally arrive at his destination.

Alone. 

*Swingggggg*

The heavy oak door that was guarded opened with an oily squeak, and as Alexander walked in, he finally got a look at the back during operations.

And honestly, it was nothing too crazy as one might have anticipated.

For instance, the centerpiece of the attractive, Mikaya only had a slightly bored face, as she laid down on a velvety, soft devan, wine glass in hand, while occasionally moaning.

To her left, Tajia was in a similar position, biting on an apple while occasionally whimpering, her face lightly flushed.

As for Nafia, well she seemed to be the odd one out, as she had her head buried into the pillow and loudly moaning, crying fantastically vulgar words some of which even sounded new to Alexander. 

Truly she was the one enjoying this the most.

Alexander's entry at first did not cause any commotion. 

In fact nobody even barely paid attention to him.

Because these doors would constantly open and close, bringing in new food and wine, while removing the bowls and trays.

This peace lasted until one of the many girls attending to the three's all kinds of needs suddenly turned her head to spot Alexander.

"Ahhh! Who are you!" 

She immediately screamed.

No unauthorized person was supposed to be able to get here.

'What are the guards doing?' She thought in panic inside her head.

"Alex! You finally came to see me!" 

While the girl's panicked shout also drew the attention of the chief performer, who upon seeing Alexander, gave a short exclamation of surprised joy, immediately sending him a large grin.

Just from his exchange alone, one would be hard-pressed to think this was anything but a normal meeting between friends as if Mikaya was just running over to hug a friend she had not seen for a long time.

Whereas in reality, the girl in the conversation was naked, strapped to the wall, and being pounded from behind.

"Yes, well you are currently the talk of the entire city. I had to come and visit, haha," Alexander, 

very much like Mikaya, also appeared very nonchalant witnessing the scene placed in front of him, replying this in a mirthful voice as he slowly approached her with leisurely steps. 

"This new look suits you," Then having gotten close enough, commented this.

  And what he was referring to here was how Mikaya's hair was no longer that stunning snowy, silver white, but dyed pitch black, in order to of course disguise her.

"Thanks! Sister Tayin helped e…Ahhh!…that's a big one!" Mikaya had attempted to answer that in a loose, breezy, but it seemed a particularly large one had entered her, hence the soul-stirring moan.

Hearing which the primal lust in Alexander swirled like a whirlpool.

Mikaya really was a succubus.

"Hehe, well did you enjoy the show at the back? How was it?" The Matrak princess quickly recovered from her pleasureful haze and asked this without a shred of shame.

She even sounded eager to know what Alexander's experience was, excitedly adding, 

"Did you use me? How was I!"

While Alexander playfully posed.

"What makes you think I went there? Could I have not come here directly," 

"Hahaha…well for one there that's raging boner, so that does not sound too likely," But Mikaya cleverly pointed out.

And she was right. 

Alexander certainly had been roused by that previous scene, hence he sported the boner the moment he saw his scene.

It appeared that even in this state, Mikaya's mind was sharp enough to notice this small detail and more impressively make that connection.

Mikaya's intelligence never failed to impress Alexander. 

Which was all the more why hearing such an accurate argument, Alexander could not help but sigh a bit in his heart.

He had said it many times, and will say it many times more, Mikaya really would have been his perfect woman if not for that 'tiny massive' flaw.

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