Two girls in their early twenties welcomed Kyon and Flitz in the main hall: a blue-eyed, fair-haired beauty, who smiled warmly at the guests, and a gray-eyed brunette just as beautiful. She treated the guests with utmost respect and dignity. Her confidence showed in her proud posture and the way she looked straight in the eye. She turned heads wherever she went, making them dream of catching a fleeting glance of her.

Both of the maids were wearing almost identical uniforms. They were dressed in short black skirts with fluffy white petticoats underneath that looked so cute with all the ruffles. The top was skin-tight with lace straps embracing their graceful shoulders and revealing their sharp collarbones as well as emphasizing their appetizing boobs. The difference in their outfit was only in the color of the stockings. The skirt barely covered the garter below it. The blonde’s stockings were white, and the dark-haired girl had black stockings on. Their outfits were a perfect match for their appearance, emphasizing their sexual bodies. Their butts, waists, and boobs were presented in the best possible light.

Their overly explicit looks struck Kyon as weird. A maid, in his understanding, should not attract a man’s attention. It’s kind of illegal manipulation of the male nature. It’s next to impossible to keep your right mind next to the quintessence of beauty and sexuality! However, according to the books he read, everything was different in this world. A maid is the symbol of the house. The image of the master depended on the beautiful, groomed, tidy, and well-mannered maids.

While Kyon was taking off his shoes at the main entrance,  Flitz was instructing him how to behave around the beautiful maids. The girls were in charge of the entire mansion and the servants in it. Kyon should be careful around them, ideally, get on their good side. However, he was so impressed by the patriarch’s greatness reflected in the beautiful girls that he already regarded them as his potential maids.

{I like the brunette... She is not the kind of woman you approach haphazardly. Her piercing icy gray eyes seem to look right into my soul, and her eyebrow shape makes me... I'd hire her.}

«Good morning, Flitz. Miss Juno is on the training ground.» - The smiling blonde intoned the greeting in her melodious voice when the old man approached her.

The brunette greeted Flitz, too. Then she looked at the boy who was staring at her as he owned her. He looked like he were in charge here, deciding if she was the right maid for him. It was as if he had poured cold water over her. No one had ever dared to look at her like that! Most of the guests bowed respectfully to her. Who did he think he was?! Could the kid be a big shot? He was dressed in high-quality clothes that only gentlemen had. Ah... No... His mark gives him out, he was just a slave. An insolent, bold, self-confident, but still a slave. What a disappointment!

She had never met bold slaves or such arrogant people like him. It irked her to the core. She had to check if there was anything behind the boy’s impudence, or he was just a jerk with a death wish.

The maid looked at him with ice disdain, lingering at the slave's mark:

«You know the rules, Flitz. Slaves are not allowed in here.»

The old man waved her off with a fake smile:

«It’s lady Juno’s request. She's in charge, so let him be.»

«Lady's word is the law.» - The maid slightly tilted her head: - «But it’s so insensitive of you, to say the least, to bring in a slave who doesn't know his place.»

«Sure, sure.» - Flitz nodded and took the boy by the shoulder to the inner yard.

The maid was disappointed. He was just a slave, a nobody in terms of official status, and good for nothing in terms of his upbringing. She didn’t want his kind around here. From now on, she wasn’t going to be gentle with him, he must know his place. In fact, she wanted to humiliate the arrogant boy so bad that her hands balled into fists. A dangerous sparkle flickered in her eyes.

Just before he left, Kyon caught the beautiful maid’s gaze. It was like an icy mountain wind that chilled him to the bone. He felt uncomfortable. He seemed to have missed something important.

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Suddenly, it dawned on him. The most obvious thing had flown completely over his head. They called him a slave in the mine, but there was a food market, decent food, a shelter for the night, friendly attitude of his co-workers... No one would ever whip him for one wrong look. Byron, Mob, Flitz, Ren, the delivery man, did not say a word about his character. He got used to being casual and relaxed, and it clouded his mind. His weakness for the beautiful had only exacerbated the situation. The concept of politeness didn’t use to be so pressing in his previous world. He lived in paradise, enjoying the status of the legend of the whole universe. He had completely forgotten what it was like to be humiliated, how it felt to be a nobody, a slave. He should have thought about it before he had entered the mansion!

When Flitz led Kyon to the courtyard, he saw a park as large as two football fields. It was huge, impressive, fascinating.

The old man elbowed the boy in the ribs:

«Be careful around the girls. They are not only in charge here alongside with Juno but also professional killers. If you ever misbehave around the lady, there’s a good chance you’ll die a terrible death. My advice to you, steer clear of the dark-haired one.»

{Shit... What a great start of the new life in the mansion, just perfect!} - Kyon wished he could turn back the time at least for three minutes. If only it was so simple. - «What's her name?» - He dared to ask, after all. What was done couldn’t be undone. At least he would know the name of his potential killer.

«Dinah. She is cold as ice with everyone. The blonde is Anna, her sister. Their rank is equal to mine. It’s very high. Everyone below the second rank is obliged to be courteous to them... And yet, despite of all this, they’ve had a subjugating formation since childhood. Can you imagine…»

Kyon nodded. {Family members of the 2nd rank with subjugating formations? Hmm. It’s weird. Who could have applied them? Anyway, the girls are in charge here. I guess, I started off the wrong foot with Dinah. As for Anna, she seems to be different. I should try and make friends with her.}

They walked along the path, paved with special marble stones to the training ground. A four-meter wall surrounded the place. There was a grand entrance with a gate.

The walk through the large park took a long time. On the plus side, they were passing a perfectly mowed lawn, beautiful colorful flowers, a neatly trimmed hedge, rattan benches, elegant statues with fountains, in three words, heaven on Earth. In the middle of the park, there was a pond with joyfully splashing fish and white swans. The steam rising into the air suggested a hot spring behind the two-meter fence with a door in the far corner of the garden. Servants scurried about their chores, taking care of the park.

{I’m going to have a great life in the mansion like this! If I get on the good side of the young lady, I am going to enjoy it here. If only the dark maid didn’t give me a hard time.} - A dreamy smile blossomed across Kyon's lips.

Flitz had to look away when he saw the cheerful boy. Even his old shriveled heart wasn’t devoid of pity. Kyon’s voice jerked him off from his joyless reverie. He sounded somewhat concerned.

«Mr. Flitz, what is lady Juno’s cultivation?»

«She is at the fifth stage of base phase.» - The old man grunted impassively.

«It doesn't sound too impressive. I thought she would be stronger.»

Flitz grumbled without turning his head:

«Don't be a fool, boy. The difference in just one stage can drastically change the outcome of the battle! The advantage in energy is significant, and with each stage, it increases even more! But what do you care? If you can’t bend the elements, you can be ten stages higher and yet, she will defeat you.»

Kyon thought hard. He urgently needed to find out the information about the elements. Otherwise, his fast cultivation had no sense. Except maybe, his body would get stronger.

They approached the training ground, almost identical to the one where Flitz had been testing Kyon's skills. It was an area as large as a basketball court, surrounded by a high wall with a gate.

Flitz made a sign to Kyon to keep quiet and carefully opened the gate. It was obvious that he was up to something. Prankster half-skeleton, that’s really something!

The training ground was paved with solid stonework. There were horizontal bars and battered dummies on the sides. In the center, there was a circle cut out in the ground, the outline of the combat zone. It was, in fact, the arena itself. A young talent was sleeping peacefully on the lonely bench nearby, drooling on herself.

Kyon's heart started racing. There she was, his future lady... Miss Juno might be his ladder to the top of the hierarchy. Was he going to like her? Would he be able to charm her as he had planned in the mine? He couldn't wait to find it out.