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『Oh Sorceress...』

Insincere, cold. The smile she shared could melt the heart of any beast. Yet as she smiled up at Jack, his smile was far from the sincerity sensed in her. There was no sympathy for what was about to transpire, for what he was going to do, and why he was going to do it.

Her feet padded along, bare on the polished stone tranquil floor of the castle corridor, as Jack was towing her with his hand grasped around hers.

Every now and then, she would trip and stumble, fumbling over herself, but she'd catch herself and keep up with him.

As he dragged and ushered her through the halls, he glanced behind himself, casting the singular spell of『Character Appraisal』yet unlike everyone else he had used it on... There was nothing. Just a blank slab. No information about their past, their personality. It was like it was all being blocked, all except for her general status and game related stats.

Just who was this girl? This half elf slave that he had taken from Kline on a whim to get him alone.

As they entered a guest room, he closed the door behind him after shoving her a few steps ahead of him. He didn't turn away from her as he latched the door, effectively locking it.

The smile on his lips was nothing but a relaxed illusion.

Jack strode over to her as she remained silently gazing up at him, a smile still formed over her mouth. Even as he unknotted the brittle laces of her cloak, tearing them in the process, and letting it drop to the ground. Even as he made the wraps which concealed her undressed body, drop the floor at her feet on top of the cloak... She smiled up at him still, not even flinching at his little touches, but instead giggled as if it tickled.

If she was to freak out, it wouldn't have bothered Jack. If she were to have tried to run away from him, it would've excited him. Yet, she just stared up at him with that everlasting smile.

Those soft pink eyes seemed to engulf him. Her head, her body, seemed to sway side to side ever so subtly.

His eyes just traced over the clearly almost malnourished elf, small perked breasts, visible ribs. When his gaze returned to his face, he could see there wasn't even the slightest look of confusion in those eyes of hers.

It was starting to actually creep him out, a chill going down his spine. How could she smile when she is brought into a room, with man she didn't know, who stripped her of her clothes.

This wasn't the conditioning he could recall from Klines memory. From all that he could recover from it, nothing like this ever happened with her before.

Almost mechanically her head cranked, tilted, to the side. She walked towards him seeing the look in his eyes, how he was bothered. She went to wrap her arms around him again and almost immediately he shoved her back with enough force to drop her to the ground with a fleshy THUP against the floor.

For a moment, that smile faltered, only to take her lips again.

"Hum..." Jack would strip the robe off of his tunic, dropping it to the side.

Her eyes traveled up and down him, watching as the robe dropped to the ground. Her eyes traced the blue and gold fabric, before jumping right back to him. Whilst still smiling, she bit the midsection of her lower lip.

As he pulled off his tunic, he began to walk towards her, slipping his feet out of his leather boots.

She didn't rise to her feet, she just sat there ogling him.

"Why don't you say anything?" Jack clearly bothered as he reached down, his fingers curling in around her throat. Using her hands to keep herself balanced in the air as he lifted her from the ground, holding her well above the floor.