"Oh.... I see." Erica mumbled with a bitter smile as she resumed fixing herself up.

Zorat, seeing she was clearly hurt by his response, decides to provide some comfort.

She was after, still necessary if he wishes to continue his slow torture of Broddy.

So, he steps to her, and gently brings her up by the shoulder, supporting her to stand since the strength in her legs had not yet returned...

Erica’s crestfallen expression softened when she was brought to meet Zorat’s gaze as he said to her softly...

"I didn’t mean for it to come off so curt, Erica...."

"It’s just... this cabin is already so small... But don’t you worry your pretty head...."

"When I finally get to expanding this space, I will reserve a spot... just for you," he added convincingly.

And of course, everything he said was instantly believed by Erica, as she jumped into his arms, hugging Zorat tightly while he caressed her bountiful hair.

Erica wanted to feel the way she currently felt every other day, and also the thought of someone else staying over at Caleb’s cabin when she’s not, was also quite concerning to her...

But none of that matters as long as he had given her his word, so she couldn’t be happier at the moment.

"Should we.... Wash up together ?’ She mumbled in suggestion, in his embrace.

"No. You go ahead, I’ll do some reshuffling while you freshen up." Zorat responded as he released her from his embrace, and Erica went in the direction of a small bath that had been set up inside.

He knew if he decided to share a shower with her, Erica would definitely want to climb his bones yet again. She was simply insatiable.

And if she were to start living in the cabin, Zorat would get no time to focus on gathering and refining divine authority fragments, which was of the utmost importance. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

With Erica now busy freshening up, Zorat turned his attention to something he’s been ignoring for a while now... or more like someone.

"I know you are there. Don’t bother pretending and just come inside."

Saying this, Zorat proceeded to sit on the wooden chair inside his cabin.

The silence stretched for a while with no movement from the outside, until Zorat’s cabin doors began to creak open slowly...

There, a guilt-ridden Myrra stood, as she nervously walked inside before going to sit silently on her mattress with both her hands in her lap, looking remorseful.

"Have you seen enough ?" Zorat muttered, grinning as he enjoyed the flushed look of embarrassment on Myrra’s face.

While Florielle had tactfully excused herself from the vicinity of the cabin, Zorat had felt the lingering presence of Myrra behind his cabin doors right from when he had begun to talk to Erica.

He at first thought she would stay for a while, grow tired, and then retreat, but the young lady had persisted through the entire hour he had been going at it with Erica.

Looking at how flushed she was and the slight misalignment in her pants, Zorat could already guess what she had been up to by the door.

Myrra, seeing no way out of her present situation, other than being honest, simply nodded her head shyly while avoiding her lord’s gaze.

Zorat honestly saw no bad in what she had done...

It actually pleased him quite a lot. He loved it when humans were naughty or bad, so long as it was not in opposition to him, like Broddy and Victor.

Calling her out like this was just for his amusement at seeing her flustered reaction when caught so red-handed. And her reaction was as expected, quite satisfying.

"Sigh. You can go, just leave enough time for my guest to make her exit before you return." Zorat added as Myrra was about to happily run off from the awkward situation, when she suddenly paused at the cabin’s entrance as if in recollection of something...

Her expression turning solemn, she muttered, meeting Zorat’s gaze for the first time since being caught red-handed.

"My lord.... Is she also one of your mates ?"

Zorat wore a contemplative look on his face for a few seconds, reading Myrra’s tone, he already could guess why she would ask such a question.

"You can say that," he replied simply, with a little smile on the corner of his lips.

"And.... am I also... one ?" Myrra added nervously; her gaze now held a raw and fragile vulnerability.

"You can say that as well," Zorat muttered in response.

Allowing the humans to label his expressions for pleasure, whichever way they please, has never served to hinder him in any way.

It’s not like Zorat does not understand the concept of relationships and feelings. He has a past after all. A very rich past with connections that may or may not still exist, though that’s a story for another day.

Contrary to others’ perception of demons being emotionless....

They are actually the species with the most powerful emotions; it’s just that the negative emotions are most prominent, followed by emotions deepened in pleasure and greed....

With everything else being secondary and quite uncommon.... But it can appear just as powerful as the rest in special cases.

Though for beings like Zorat who dictate their own emotions... it takes a conscious decision to let them flow freely.

A deep blush spread across Myrra’s face as she ran out of the cabin, smiling.

Being a denizen of this world herself, where powerful men by their choosing can have as many partners as they please, it wasn’t too surprising that her lord would also want that, considering how powerful he actually is.

What mattered to her now, after seeing this was the way it is, is to secure her place by his side, and this verbal confirmation from him had served to put her fragile mind at ease while she returned to carving her lord’s likeness into a large slab of timber as a form of tribute to show her worth.

The rest of the day proceeded without a hitch.

After freshening up, Erica left the cabin only slightly limping, with most of the strength in her lower extremities already returning after resting for a little while inside.

Zorat returned to digesting the new divine authority fragment he had obtained from Broddy, and slowly the brightness of the day gave way to the dark of night.

It was late into the night already, and Myrra was now sound asleep, while Zorat was just about to conclude his refining on his newly acquired fragment, when someone he believed to have returned to her accommodations made her unexpected entrance into his cabin.

"Florielle ?.... I thought you had turned in for the night ?" Zorat said in surprise.

But noticing the state of Florielle, he followed up with another question...

"What happened?..... who did this to you?"

Under the soft glow of the mana lamp in the cabin, Florielle stood by the door holding onto the hem of her maidservant outfit with hot tears streaming down her face and soaking her dress.

She lifted her head to meet Zorat’s curious gaze as she whispered in response...

"You.... you did this to me!"

"....."