Amelia was already old enough to get married and have children as in the empire, girls as young as 18, be it a slave, commoners, or noble, marrying a man and raising children was quite common.
The Empire promoted childbearing, and as many were huge fans of the Sun and took his words for granted, many young ones would fall in love at a young age and marry equally young.
Anyway, the reason why Amelia hadn't experienced spring and tasted a man so far wasn't that she had no desires but that she was fiercely loyal to her master and only wanted to stay by his side.
This was as good as saying she only wanted to be his.
"Really?!!" Amelia eyed her in disbelief as Delilah's wisdom was too much for her to handle.
"Yes, really! It's not like Roy is a saint. He is a lustful teenager. Simply seduce him occasionally, and he will fall in the palm of your hands."
A devil was whispering to Amelia, telling her to stop holding herself back and seduce her master, but she glared at the devil.
"I truly love my master. I won't play him."
Delilah smiled as she saw her getting out of the shower and using a towel to dry her body.
Everything they said was heard by Roy, the shameless, who was outside the room.
His senses were extremely sharp, so although he was a good distance from them, he heard whatever they said.
He didn't mean to eavesdrop on them, but he couldn't help but listen to them to the end because of his curiosity.
Roy's face flushed slightly as the picture of two beautiful and naked girls showering while touching each other and talking about fucking him popped up in his mind.
'Is this what girls talk about in private?'
His eyes raised, and he rubbed between his brows.
'I knew Delilah wasn't serious about me. That's why I never took her seriously. But it doesn't come off as a surprise to me that Amelia has that type of feeling for me. She has given up on love and romance to serve me for nearly 17 years. It could be said that she grew up with me. It's not wrong for her to develop feelings for me after we spend so many years in each other's company. Maybe I should try reciprocating her feelings when the opportunity arises.'
He shrugged off this scenario and suppressed the thoughts of loving a woman in his mind like a Giga chad, who doesn't beat meat for sauce, then focused on his surroundings.
Scrutinizing this place seemed to be more important to him than erotic imaginations.
He looked around curiously, inspecting everything that entered his sight, only to find out very soon that this place exceeded his expectations.
Not only did it have magic spell models of all types, but it also had books on aura and magic techniques.
Children's stories, fantasy novels, and books were also present in this library.
'Although Arlo is the brother of the Fierce Sword Count, extremely rich and connected with the Eastern Duke, and an aura Grandmaster, and those three facts are enough to justify he is no ordinary man, it still shouldn't be enough for him to own such a library that has magic spell models that even rank-3 and rank-4 mages would benefit from. And there are a few hundred books I can't even suspect. They must be of a ridiculously high level. He ought to have a special status in the empire. His status might be greater than a Count. I made a big mistake judging him as a lazy but powerful drunk when I first met him.' Roy thought.
Nobility was divided into several ranks. From top to bottom, they were Baron, Feudal Lord, Viscount, Count, Divine Marquis, Heavenly Duke, Heavenly Knight, and finally, the Imperial family, the head of which was the emperor.
There were four heavenly dukes, each ruling a dutchy. Viscounts were limited in numbers. In the empire, a person would become a viscount if they were ruling a county in place of an unawakened Count that was yet to become an Adult. There were 7 Divine Marquises and 13 Counts.
But the books present in the library were too rare for anyone below the rank of an imperial or a duke to possess.
Who the dukes were, the public was already aware.
Only the three heavenly knights were a mystery as their entire body was covered in armor. No one knew what they looked like.
'He must be one of the three heavenly knights!' Roy exclaimed in his mind, guessing the true identity of Arlo.
Roy immediately whipped his head to Arlo, giving him a good look.
Arlo's eyes turned to him immediately. "What, do you have something to say to me?"
Roy wasn't going to expose he knew who he truly was, as then he would have to explain how he unearthed his identity, and that would end in a life-threatening secret about himself being exposed. That's something he didn't want.
'And it's not like I am absolutely certain that he is a heavenly knight. I don't want to embarrass myself by claiming he is without proof.'
Roy thought, then he turned to quickly amuse Arlo, lest the other becomes suspicious of him.
"The tent must be a runic item, and its entrance acts as a portal that connects to this place, right?"
"You are right about it being a runic item but wrong about its function. It's like a pocket dimension that can store a part of Far West into itself. At a time, it could only hold this one library. Vertically, this space is quite long, but its width is no more than a hundred meters. As you have already experienced, living organisms can exist in this pocket dimension. But because of its limited function, it is downgraded to rank 3."
"Limited? In what ways?" Roy's eyebrow raised as he said that.
