Transmigrated As The Perverted Young Master

"Alright, go through here and wait for me. There is something else I want to do here." Damien said to the group as he lead them to an underground tunnel. He changed his plans from escaping to finding out the reason for the abduction.

"You're not going alone, young master. I'll accompany you." Luther said as he brandished the spear he got from Larys.

'Well, of course, you're coming with me. There ain't any way I'm going back to that fort alone.'

"Well, alright."

"Is it that important?" Celeste asked crossing her hands.

"Yes, it is. But it won't be long."

"Then I'm also coming with you. I can also locate my baby brother too."

"..."

Damien weighed the advantages and disadvantages of bringing Celeste with him.

She ain't a fighter. She was a healer despite that she hadn't even offered to heal his injuries. She's a bitch.

But it doesn't matter, as long as he gets to do what he was going to do.

"Okay, tag along but don't deter from the group, or else you're on your own." He warned her.

"Then should I also come? I could protect you." one of the guys from Celeste's group asked her.

"Yeah, I've seen your protection, Blaine and I won't leave our dear young master's side. After all, he is our savior, right?"

'This dumb bitch. It will be my greatest pleasure to break her. Just you wait, bitch.'

The mockery in her tone was evident to everyone. The old butler gnashed his teeth.

"Unlike you, who was just sitting on your lazy ass, he came back and rescued us. There is something called basic humility and respect. Maybe it's because of the way you were raised." Luther rebuked seemingly having enough of her ungratefulness.

"What the fuck did you say?" Celeste growled in anger as she found this illiterate bastard's words to be ridiculous. "If it wasn't for my baby brother fighting with the bad guys then your young master would not be even alive right now."

"What the fuck did you say, you ungrateful bitch." Luther rebuked, anger flaring from his insides.

'Yes, that's how you should protect but this is not the time.'

·ƈθm "Guys, guys, stop. We don't have time for this shit. If you want to look for your baby brother, then you're free to go. You're not being held up here but your attitude won't cost me what I'm looking for." He said to her in an authoritative way.

"...tsk."

'He he he, just shut up your damn mouth bitch. You'll shut it when I shove my--'

"Good. Let's go."

Together with Luther and Celeste, Damien set his course to Maelys's office.

***

On the other side of the fort, two people were viciously exchanging slashes.

It was not basic sword combat, it was magic swordsmanship. Something that can only be mastered by very few people.

The black tentacles which have thorns sprouting from their side relentlessly slashed at the Dark haired beauty.

But each time, the high-speed tentacles reach her, it suddenly slows down. Like something was blocking its way to her.

Calen was getting frustrated with this. He was yet to land a solid hit on her yet she was just leisurely standing there with a bored look.

"Stop fighting like a coward and fight me like a warrior." He was exhausted. It was clear from the way he was holding his sword. Blood and sweat trickled down his face. He was on his last leg.

Whereas, Maelys who gathered the wind to suppress any tentacles aimed at her was bored as hell.

She could end the fight at any second given she hasn't attacked regularly but decided against it as the extent of power he was showing was not his best, he was hiding something and she was wary of it. She doesn't want to make any unnecessary moves and harm herself.

It was simply foolish.

Maelys's power was to call the winds for her aid. She can control the wind to her liking and the best move was the one she was using currently.

"Wind Domain."

Like its name, once the move is used, the wind will act like a protective shield around her. Whatever physical attacks come her way would automatically be stopped. Nothing penetrates through the wind.

Whereas Calen's special power was the "Night Crawler." Tentacles protrude from behind his back and can blow devastating physical attacks from it. At night, the power intensifies and additional add-ons like thorns are manifested.

But Calen's attacks were useless against Maelys's domain. In a way it can be said, she was his one true nemesis.

This was the first time he was pushed to the absolute end but he refused to give up as the fate of his sister hangs on him.

When no openings were seen, Calen reached out to his belt and took a smoke bomb from it, and threw it towards Maelys. Blind attacking was his plan.

Boom!-

The smoke bomb perfectly landed in front of Maelys and exploded making the entire area where Maelys was standing fill with white smoke.

"Now!" With a war cry, he rushed towards Maelys with his remaining power.

Every one of the thieves, watching this thought about jumping in and helping their master but they know better than to not interfere in this fight as their belief in their master was that much.

She hasn't even used any attack, how is he even going to land a blind attack on her?

Bang!-

And their belief indeed didn't betray them as they saw his body flying through the smoke and again banging against the wall.

Maelys could've dispersed the smoke with just a thought but she decided to do nothing as she wanted him to understand this battle was hopeless.

Cough!- Cough!-

He coughed a mouth full of blood as he once again raised his body.

He was about to lunge at her when his ears picked a certain whistling tone.

He immediately perked his ears and listened to the familiar whistling tone.

'Sister! She's safe. They have been rescued. Fuck! It's time to get out of here!'

Learning his dear sister was safe and sound he decided to end the battle and run away from here.

He took another bomb from his belt and threw it at Maelys.

"Do not think for a second that this is the end. I'll be back and when I come back, you will wish you were dead."

With that, he became one with the night and basically just vanished within the smokes.

"What the...? Master, should we go after him?" The bulky man approached Maleys.

"No. He is Calen of Aldmoor, the hero of the Autumn kingdom. Killing him would be bad for our relationship with the Autumn King. Though the stealing of the gem was his orders, killing their hero would only backfire us."

Maelys was okay with this as she had the prisoners with her. She just has to make them spill the bean and deliver the gem to the Autumn King and everything will be alright.