When the Summoned Saintess turned out to be the Yakuza Head

Chapter 2 :: A Saintess Who Breathes Ice & A Wolf Who Spits Fire

Sighing Wolf finished washing the blood off her face and neck before removing her white blood stained button up. Fortunately the blood hadn't seeped through to the under shirt and bandage wrapping around Wolf's ample chest she kept contained when fighting was needed.

Taking up her habitual position standing behind Ryuki who sat in seiza on a couch, Wolf examined the lavender eyed brother of a king sitting opposite.

The man had a slight look of discomfort at Wolf's apparent lack of modesty. His eyes flickered between the two women recalling the report he received that if they were forcefully separated they would just kill themselves without hesitation.

Resting his eyes on Wolf he contemplated that while extreme, given the circumstances that decision was not unfounded.

Clearing his throat he began, "My name is Julian, this man is Sullivan Grey his primary role is as a political and historical advisor. Behind me is siblings Ailith and Aldith. Ailith is head of the royal guard and her brother Aldith is head of royal knights. As you have likely gathered I am the younger brother of King Rory Skógr Arnulf, current ruler of the Skógrheim kingdom. I am the head of the royal mage tower and I am also the uncle of that idiot Prince Theodore whom you met earlier. As I am sure you have many questions and concerns I'll answer them one by one."

Ryuki's dark seemingly bottomless eyes were filled with intelligence and a type of elegant arrogance only those who rule at the top possess. Her chilling voice softly crept across Julian and his companions skin, causing their hair to stand on end.

"If I am not mistaken we were summoned here by a dubious method to serve as a Saintess of some sorts. In addition it is most likely impossible for us to return to our home world."

Pausing Ryuki tilted her head, "Wolf, Here." Wolf walked around the couch to kneel on the floor laying her head in Ryuki's lap obediently. Allowing her master to stoke her head to soothe her rising temper.

The four across were slightly startled by their actions but maintained their silence, waiting for Ryuki to continue.

"That idiot Prince as you called him, seemed to not posses the intelligence to concoct this scheme alone which means there is some sort of political war happening behind the scenes that we are the victims of."

Taking a moment to look down at Wolf as she stroked her hair Ryuki continued off handedly, "I suggest you begin to investigate immediately as it's possible foreign powers are involved."

Sullivan frowned but before he could respond Julian shook his head indicating him to remain silent.

"While I do have many questions I would prefer to collect myself before we continue our discussion. Please show us to our room, so we can bathe and speak in private."

Julian subtly flinched at the tone used by Ryuki, this young woman was not some delicate maiden, unlike her looks she was someone used to authority.

Rising to his feet Julian motioned for the women to follow him. As he guided the two down the halls he explained, "for now we will accommodate you in one of the suites intended for foreign royalty. Once things have settled down and we further our discussion we can decide on future accommodations."

Julian stopped outside the bedroom door and instructed a group of maids to assist the women however Wolf cut off his instructions. "You will show us how to use the water in the bathroom and any other necessities then you and this horde of maids will leave. I am the only one needed to serve my master."

Wolf was not leaving any room for argument her fiery tone and aggressive demeanor coupled with her blatant distrust of them made those in the surroundings queasy with guilt.

"I understand your concern Wolf but.."

"I will personally throw out anyone you send in to serve my master. Your prince already tried to lay his hands on her. I won't tolerate a second attempt by anyone. She is not someone you can casually touch."

"I see, before I leave will you permit me to do a magical appraisal to see if you were affected or received any skills or abilities? On this continent individuals are born with innate skills and abilities, some can grow if leveled properly while others can hinder one's desired future prospects." The curiosity in Julian's gaze did not go unnoticed.

"No you may not." Wolf pulled Ryuki into her arms and glared menacingly, her facial expression startling the maids as the scar enhanced the ferocity. Such a petite woman suddenly felt 10 feet tall and radiated violence.

After Julian had walked the women through using the amenities a bolder maid gently stepped towards Ryuki, "Saintess, I understand things are unfamiliar but perhaps you would allow me to wait on you to help you adapt?" Her sweet voice and lovely visage might have melted the bones of others however Wolf was merciless.

The maid released a startled cry as Wolf grabbed her by the upper arm and tossed her out of the room into a heap on the hallway floor. Leaving the words, "I don't care who your real master is pretty maid but I won't allow them to take advantage of mine." Before resolutely slamming the doors shut in everyone's face.

Julian furrowed his brows at the closed doors, "restrain the maid and see who she serves." Ailith grabbed the maid bowing to Julian before leaving with her brother in tow.

"It appears the forgotten curse of the first Saintess was true." Sullivan adjusted his glasses and pulled a tattered and worn book out of his storage bracelet. Flipping through the pages he murmured,

"A Saintess who speaks ice and a Fenrir who breaths fire, only one who possesses strength and wisdom, ferocity and decisiveness, one who bows to neither politics nor military, one who bears the memory of the curse I place upon this damned continent shall be summoned as a Saintess with her own guardian who can rival the Hero. So my tragedy shall not repeat."

"The rest of the writings is damaged to the point it's unreadable. Aside from the Demons who have essentially closed themselves off outside of slaughtering anyone who tries to cross their borders or take their land for the past thousand years I doubt there is an accurate recollection of the Saintess' curse and surrounding events." Sullivan followed up with a sigh of irritation.

"My brother and the crown prince will be finishing up their respective campaigns early and returning to surprise those who have malicious intent and partook in this farce." Julian informed.

"Since that's the case let's get to work." Sullivan smiled like a devil who was offered the most delectable soul causing Julian to chuckle and think to himself, ah the enemies of my brother who orchestrated this bullshit are fucked.