I was looking at Cross still expressionlessly eating those roasted animals.

I realized what the master was talking about in terms of preparation.

So we come here just to get a big meal for Cross?

And there's no need to make it look like something big is going to happen, right? I thought there was some important business.

The master beside me observed Cross dining with a serious face, as there were many demon soldiers surrounding the place.

I think the master must be very happy.

At the same time, I also began to be curious about Cross.

How exactly did the master summon it over? How did the master get to know it? How was the master even more gentle with an animal than with a human being?

With only one last roasted animal left, the master then said to the demon soldiers around her who were watching.

"You go and do your respective things."

"Yes, Lord Demon King."

After those soldiers were gone, the master showed a faint smile.

After Cross finished eating the last animal, those round black eyes turned to look at us.

I followed the master and walked over. The master just reached out, while Cross lowered its head to be able to let the master stroke the feathers on its neck.

Cross's expression remained unchanged, but I could see through its eyes that it seemed to be enjoying itself.

"Master, can I pet it?"

The master nodded and let go of her hand.

However, as soon as I raised my hand and then Cross raised its head so high that I couldn't touch its head. So my hand had to stop awkwardly in the air.

The master slightly smiled.

What a bully.

Cross just loves the master. Cross doesn’t allow me to touch it. Forget it, it's so ugly. I don't care about it.

So I withdrew my hand.

"How does the master communicate with Cross?"

"Just talk to it like this. It understands."

"I mean why is Cross on call?"

"Through magical communication, a kind of magic that can communicate with each other even from far away. But this kind of magic does not transmit language. It only transmits some instructions, and I have to reach the tacit agreement with Cross so that this magic can work effective."

Tacit agreement?

I'm sure the master and Cross have an extraordinary relationship.

"Then..."

Looking up at Cross's dark eyes, I seemed to see provocation in its eyes, as if it was saying to me: The master treats me better than you, and the master's feelings to me are deeper than to you.

I looked down at the master, and she was smiling at Cross.

I can't believe that I am not as good as Heath Relia and Cross.

"Master, can you cast this magic on me as well?"

"Hmm."

The master turned her head.

"I'll cast magic on you when I get back."

"Is it very time-consuming?"

The master shook her head.

"Then follow me."

The master waved her hand at Cross and took me away. Then Cross flapped its wings and flew off into the sky, pressing the gale.

I thought to myself, "Do I need to collect any more materials for this magic?

When I arrived at the staff dormitory building, the master ordered the soldier to go to the same place where Cross had just eaten to gather the bone remnants. Then the master took me to an empty room. I should say it is an office which was empty.

"Close the door."

"Yes."

Following behind, I turned and closed the door behind me.

"Is there anything you need for that magic?"

"No, just a seal engraved on your body."

I suddenly understood why the master had brought me to an unoccupied room.

So I stood in front of the master carefully, and asked.

"Carve where?"

The master looked me up and down, sweeping her gaze over my entire body.

"Carve the chest because there is the center of our soul. Only by carving there you can feel the command."

Although it's not the first time I've been seen naked by my master, I'm still a little shy now even if I just reveal my chest to the master.

This dress is a dress, the top and bottom part is one piece, and there is no zipper in the back. If I were to have my master engrave the mark on my chest, it would also mean that I would have to lift up my dress.

I nodded.

"How do I do that?"

The master seemed to sense my shyness and smiled faintly.

"Come over here."

The master sat down on a stool to one side, and I followed her.

The master looked up and gazed at me motionlessly, and I understood what was to be done.

Pinching the corners of my skirt, my movements were a little sluggish. I always felt strange.

But the thought of having another mark from my master on my body made me happy. In the end, joy overcame hesitation.

Then I lifted up the skirt in front of the master, all the way to the top of the chest.

It didn't take long for the master's hand to press against my chest.

I looked down and saw my master concentrating on carving my mark. With a serious look in her eyes completely free of any distractions, t turned out that the only one who thought too much was me.

The master carved the mark between the lower part of my chest and the upper part of my stomach.

And the snowflake-like ice blue mark is in the upper part, to be precise, is in between my breasts.

Anyway, it’s okay, after all, this mark is carved by master personally. I don't want anyone else to touch my body.

The faint warmth is like a worm wriggling around in the chest, warm and comfortable.

After about ten minutes, the magic was completely finished, and the master removed her hand.

I saw the dark red mark on my chest through my master's pupils. The small half palm-sized mark had been wrapped around by thousands of lines, the thin lines were like a blooming equinox flower, emitting a faint dark red light.

However, only a short while, the red light dissipated, and the mark faded. Finally the chest completely turned back to my snow-white skin color.

"Eh? Master, how come the mark is gone?"

"I hid it."

Heath Relia said that the master had carved many marks for me during these decades, so was they also hidden by the master?

Sure enough the master said it the next second.

"You still have many marks carved on your body, and it's not good to keep them, so I've hidden them in the same way."

Did the master even care the marks on me as a slave didn't look good?

Curiosity drove me to see how many of my master's works I had on me.

"Your dress can be put down."

I wasn't going to put it down just yet.

"Master, can you show me all the marks on my body? I want to see them."

The master raised her head and stared at me for a moment, then nodded.

Various parts of the body slowly began to show colorful light, and then the light gradually faded away.

These marks were so blinding, colorful and even many overlapping, and the arms were crawling with dark red runes.

Looking at the master's eyes I can look like a sexy prostitute girl. Countless contract marks coiled around the thighs, in the small of the belly, full of dazzling shapes.

"Master, it is better to hide them all. No, just keep that mark you carved just now. That one is very beautiful."

That mark was much like the equinox flower but different, because this mark is too regular. When everything was finally done, I lowered my skirt.

When at the thought of hiding many carvings in my body that belong exclusively to the master, I was not repulsive, but rather I felt a faint sense of happiness.

The master looked at me again, and her scrutinizing gaze tinged with a hint of satisfaction.

"Do you know why I carved so many marks on your body?"

"To be able to control me?"

"Yes. In order to ensure complete control over you, I imposed various contracts on you before you woke up, like controlling the sovereignty of your body, reading your mind, locating your position, segmenting your abilities, that is, from one to ten levels, sharing your memories, and so on. So there is no possibility that you can resist me."

The master said here, smiled slightly and looked at me full of tenderness.

"But now these contracts are no longer much use. Because you are already very good now. Even if Heath Relia doesn't say so, I don't want to condition you into a completely numb tool-man with no self-awareness. After all, a killer with intelligence and self-awareness is the most frightening isn't it?"

"Hmm, Master."

I lowered my head and listened intently to the master.

"But the premise is that you can not have any resistance to me. I do not want to see a second generation of the situation. In the second generation of Ilotia, the more powerful she is, the greater ambition she has. No one in the world wants to submit to man with weaker ability than their own. In the time of making you, I have been worried that you will become that way. So I thought of many ways to make you submit. Now you are a little different from what I expected, but fortunately the result is good."

"I won't rebel against my master anymore."

I looked directly into the master's eyes carefully, invested with endless concentration, and the tone was like a vow.

Even if I'm strong, it's good to be subject to one person. If I get more freedom, it will be easier to lose myself. So I need the master to hold me and tie me.

The master stood up, with a smile on her face. She gently stroked my head, as if looking at her daughter, and cast a pleased smile on me.

The master seems to treat me as a child. No wonder she occasionally touches my head now.

After all, there is the age difference of seventy years, and I am just shorter one head than my master.

It is possible that I am a 17-year-old lovely girl, so that the master is overwhelmed with motherly love. Anyone will not be cruel to beat their own good and obedient children if their children can get good grades.

So that's the reason why my master was gentle with me? I felt a little bit lost.

Despite of it, it is already very good to reach today's level. In the future I will make more efforts to make the master look at me from a different aspect.

The master took her hand away and turned around.

"Go out."

"Hmm."

Followed the master out of the office, I walked to the first floor lobby of the staff dormitory building.

"Feel that?"

The master in front of me suddenly asked me.

"Feel what?"

"The instructions I conveyed to you."

"It seems...no."

"It seems we still need to develop our tacit agreement for a while."

Sure enough my master and I didn't have enough tacit agreement.

Just after walking out of the hall, we saw Cross gliding down from the distant sky with its wings waving.

I really envy Cross, because it can receive all the instructions passed by the master.

With the successful landing of Cross, the wind swept in, following the heat of the setting sun.

Fortunately, the skirt is anti-gravity in this world, otherwise I would have gone naked.