A Secretary, A Spy, and A Lap Pillow
Liza, right?"
Julian D’Aurelius scratched his nose, feeling a bit awkward.
For so reason, hearing his mother’s tone made him feel like he had already been convicted before even defending himself.
Veena D’Aurelius crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Yes, she’s quite pretty, but a bit dazed."
Gary D’Aurelius sitting nearby nodded seriously.
"Very dazed."
Then after a pause he added thoughtfully,
"But polite."
Julian stared at his parents.
"...Why does this sound like you’re interviewing a future daughter-in-law?"
Both his parents imdiately looked away at the sa ti.
"Cough."
"Cough."
The synchronized reaction instantly made Julian’s expression turn strange.
"She’s my secretary. I let her stay here to work and also act as my bodyguard. Things have been chaotic in Valemont lately."
Julian explained.
His voice was calm.
Recently, too many things had happened one after another.
Evan.
Lucas.
Steffan.
Even the strange variables appearing around him lately had beco more frequent.
Having Liza nearby wasn’t entirely a bad thing.
Hearing this, Julian’s parents didn’t have much objection. Things had indeed been a bit unstable in Valemont recently.
Veena sighed softly.
"Just be careful."
Gary patted Julian’s shoulder.
"Money and status attract trouble."
Then he suddenly grinned.
"And girls."
"Dad."
Julian looked speechless.
After greeting his parents, Julian headed to his room, still wincing in pain.
That belt attack earlier had truly been ruthless.
This old man had definitely taken revenge for sothing.
As he walked upstairs, soft sounds drifted from his room.
Ga music.
Excited voices.
Snack bags rustling.
Julian paused slightly.
Then pushed the door open.
When he entered, Liza Voss and Lina Ashford were sitting together playing gas.
Both had changed into night outfits, with snacks beside them. Various chips, candy wrappers, and drinks had sohow already occupied half the table.
Liza had quickly adapted to the place.
And she had naturally led Lina a bit astray.
Lina originally sat properly with elegant posture.
Liza sat cross-legged on the couch beside her, long black hair spilling softly over her shoulders and down her back like dark silk. Her black eyes carried their usual playful sparkle as they stayed locked onto the ga. She wore a fitted black off-shoulder night dress with thin straps resting against her pale skin. The fabric hugged her petite fra naturally before falling loosely around her thighs. Combined with her narrow waist and soft curves, the outfit gave her a mischievous charm that felt dangerous in a quiet way—small, cute, and unfairly eye-catching without even trying.
Beside her, Lina looked like she belonged in an entirely different world.
Her long green hair cascaded over her shoulders in soft waves, contrasting beautifully with her deep purple eyes that were filled with panic as she stared at the screen. She wore a smooth erald-colored night dress with a slightly loose neckline and soft fabric that wrapped around her fuller figure before flowing down her long legs. The dress emphasized her elegant curves and narrow waist naturally, giving her a mature and graceful appearance that carried a completely different atmosphere from Liza.
One looked like chaos wrapped in a teasing smile.
The other looked like elegance that had accidentally wandered into chaos.
And sohow...
There they were, surrounded by chip bags and candy wrappers like two completely lost disasters.
Now both was leaning forward while nervously holding a controller.
"Left! Left!"
"No, dodge!"
"Ah! We died again!"
Liza grabbed her own hair dramatically.
Lina looked guilty.
"I-I’m sorry..."
Then they both suddenly froze.
Because Julian had entered.
Seeing Julian return, the two won paused their ga and called out,
"Young Master Julian."
Julian looked at the ga screen.
Then looked at the pile of snacks.
Then looked at the two girls.
A smile appeared.
"Keep playing, it’s fine." Julian waved a hand with a small smile. "No need to stop because of . Everyone deserves a chance to relax once in a while."
As he spoke, he slowly walked toward Lina, though his steps carried a hint of hesitation.
Lina sat quietly where she was and tilted her head upward to look at him.
"Hm?" she let out softly.
Her beautiful purple eyes blinked once, calm and curious, watching him without saying anything else.
Julian stopped in front of her while his thoughts started drifting.
[She used to be a spy in na, so teasing her felt easier.]
His eyes flickered slightly.
[Now she’s one of us...]
He rubbed the side of his face awkwardly.
[Maybe I should hold back a little.]
Not far away, Liza blinked after hearing Julian’s thoughts, confusion imdiately appearing on her face.
Taking advantage?
She frowned.
What advantage?
anwhile, Lina seed to understand sothing completely different.
Color rushed across her face almost instantly.
"W-Wait..."
Her eyelashes trembled lightly.
Without looking at him, she lowered her head, then after a mont of hesitation quietly stretched her legs out.
Her voice beca softer.
"Young Master Julian... if you’re tired..."
She paused briefly before finishing in a near whisper.
"You can rest for a while."
Julian imdiately turned his head toward her.
"..."
"..."
Lina instantly looked sowhere else.
Julian also coughed awkwardly and looked away.
Liza’s eyes moved between the two of them.
Left.
Right.
Left.
Right.
Sothing felt strange.
Very strange.
Suspiciously strange.
Then Julian suddenly cleared his throat.
"Alright, alright."
Before his brain could start overthinking things again, he decisively took the opportunity and lay down.
His head rested gently.
A soft warmth imdiately spread beneath him.
Julian released a long breath, his body unconsciously relaxing.
"Haa..."
The tension in his shoulders lted away.
[Ah... soft and comfortable.]
A peaceful expression slowly appeared on his face.
[In this treacherous and cold world...]
He closed his eyes slightly.
[Only Lina’s lap pillow can heal the wounded corners of my heart.]
Liza stared at him with disbelief.
"...You’re enjoying this way too much."
Lina’s ears instantly turned red.
Her body stiffened.
But after a few seconds, her expression gradually softened.
A tiny smile quietly appeared.
Liza glanced over enviously, then looked down at her own legs.
She pressed them slightly.
Then looked again.
She seed a bit too skinny?
anwhile Julian closed his eyes comfortably.
The atmosphere beca unexpectedly peaceful.
The room lights glowed warmly.
Night wind brushed against curtains by the windows.
Outside, the city had gradually quieted down.
But only for a short mont.
Liza suddenly rembered sothing.
Her expression beca serious.
"Young Master Julian, how do you plan to deal with Steffan in three days?"
"Fight him, of course."
Julian had no other choice.
If he didn’t, the Old Martial Arts forces in Valemont might side with that guy, and that would be a real problem.
"Do you have confidence, Young Master Julian?"
This ti, both won asked in unison.
Their eyes carried concern.
They knew Julian had Gold Realm strength.
But the opponent was no small fry either.
Julian opened his eyes slightly.
Then looked toward the ceiling.
"Probably."
His answer was sowhat vague as he pondered his next plan.
Now that Evan, the troublemaker, was dealt with.
Although Lucas had escaped, he was no longer a threat.
The real problem was this bastard nad Steffan.
His mid-Gold Realm strength was truly terrifying.
Julian hadn’t even seen this character in the original storyline.
Thinking about his own early Silver Realm strength.
And others crossing over with their overpowered systems.
Julian couldn’t help but feel overwheld.
Even systems varied greatly, more so than people and dogs.
Moreover, what puzzled Julian more was—
This Tyrant System clearly had its own consciousness.
But the Heavenly Law Seed within him didn’t.
It can be hard to make great work when its stolen from ".
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