I Reincarnated As A Stick

Chapter 281: A Weird Proposition

XXXX Continent, Telmerann Province, inside one of the meeting rooms of the Arcenon family household.

A man could be seen sipping on a cup of tea in an idyllic manner as he looked out of the large bay window found within the room. Allowing his body to be basked under the warm sun that was at its peak, the man could not help but stretch his body for a bit before going ahead and grabbing a piece of cake to munch on. After taking a few bites of the cake, the man then stood up from his chair and headed towards another part of the room, where a small bookshelf could be found.

Once one entered the meeting rooms of the Arcenon family household, at first, they would think that the room only had two leather chairs, a table, and a large bay window. But after being in the room for a bit more, they would find out that the room had more amenities than one would think, with a bookshelf being one of them.

He then looked through the books on the shelf, eventually finding one that seemed to tickle his fancy. Grabbing the book from the shelf, he then looked at the cover of the book and muttered, “The Traveler’s Guide to the Universe. I wonder who wrote this book?”

After that, he then went back to his leather chair and opened the book, only to find out that the book contained more than what he had hoped from such a title. Realizing that there was more to the book, his eyes slightly widened as he let out a light chuckle, saying to himself, “The Arcenon family truly doesn’t change. To think that the selections of books they have for their guests have those kinds of scenes as well.”

Although the man was not a huge fan of those kinds of scenes, he treated them as entertaining portions of the story, allowing time to pass by without him noticing. Eventually, an hour had passed by while he was engrossed in the contents of the book.

Bang!

Unfortunately for the man, just as he was about to reach what seemed to be the climax of the book…and the scene, the door to the meeting room was opened with great force, revealing a woman who was wearing a light blue dress. On her face was a light grin of ecstasy, which was complemented with a light red blush on her face, giving off the feeling to anyone that something special must have happened. Then again, from the aura she was radiating, which was one part seductive, the other part ecstatic, they would definitely think that way.

Behind the woman was a handsome man with black-rimmed glasses in a red robe. At the moment, he placed his hands on his knees as he bent down while gasping for air. Not to mention, a light red blush could be seen on his face as well. To anyone who looked at the two right now, one would definitely think that something special had happened between the two of them.

Closing the book he was reading since he was interrupted by the two, Vanadir took in a breath of air before looking at the woman. He then asked her with a light smile, “How was your one hour?”

“Amazing,” was the only thing she could say as she made her way to the unoccupied leather chair with a spring in her steps. On the other hand, the man behind her slowly made his way to the left side of Vanadir’s chair while recuperating. At the instant the man had arrived at that spot, the man’s complexion was more or less back to normal, though one could see a hint of an annoyed expression on his face.

Surprisingly, this man went ahead and sent a strand of energy towards the Ninth Prince, telling him in a pleading tone, “Your Highness, whenever something like this happens again, please tell me in advance, okay?”

In response, Vanadir sent back a strand of his own, lightly chuckling in his mind as he responded, “Alright, alright. It was my fault this time. I apologize, Dane. I shouldn’t have made it vague back then when I asked for your permission to follow my orders.”

“But I presume you enjoyed it though?” he added as another strand of energy was sent to Dane, which was followed up with a playful giggle. In response, Dane could not help but lightly blush as he remembered what had happened during that last hour. Fortunately, it did not take long for him to compose herself as he sent a strand of energy in response, saying, “Well…I do have to say, she is pretty well-endowed in both areas.”

“Though I must admit that she has a weird condition to fulfill before accepting requests. Massaging her while she’s naked?” Dane could not help but add. He then continued, “If it was any other man doing that, then I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t have hesitated on engaging in…”

It was at that point that Dane realized something, remembering the words the Ninth Prince told him before asking him through another strand, “Is that what you meant by people turning into a pool of blood when they got too close to her?”

“Pretty much,” Vanadir concisely responded to Dane with a strand of energy as he noticed that Valentia had already gotten over the ecstasy brought about by Dane’s massage.

“You found a good companion, Vanadir,” Valentia said with a hint of seduction present in her voice before shivering at the memory of what happened during the past hour. She then went ahead and hugged herself as she continued, “The way his hands caressed over my body…the movements he used to make me feel immense pleasure…even the sheer thought of it makes me want to spend more time with him and truly engage in some fun!”

“Ahh…” she moaned in ecstasy soon after as she looked at Dane, who could not help but shudder at the look once more. Unfortunately, just as she was about to stand up and bring Dane to another place once more, Vanadir cleared his throat to remove Valentia from her daze as he asked, “So…are you willing to hear one of my requests?”

In response, Valentia realized what she was doing, knowing that she had already gone too far as she cleared her throat while composing herself. She then went ahead and closed her eyes for a bit to make sure her current mental state was as calm as it could be. After that, she then looked at Vanadir and said in a slightly serious tone, “Alright. You held up your end of the bargain, so it’s time to hold up mine. What request do you want me to fulfill?”

The Ninth Prince took in a deep breath before replying to her words with a serious tone of his own. Opening his mouth, he said, “I would like you to become a part of my team in the war for the throne, Valentia. With your exemplary abilities in healing and combat, I would rest assured that our team would have a fighting chance in the event.”

Unfortunately, contrary to Vanadir’s expectations that she would unhesitatingly accept his proposition, Valentia had a small frown on her face as she let out a sigh before muttering, “Well, that’s going to be a problem.”

“Hmm?” Vanadir softly uttered as he picked up her words, wondering at first if he had wrongly. Not long after, he went ahead and looked at Dane beside him before sending a strand of energy, asking, “Did you put too much force in her massage or something?”

“Your Highness, I assure you that the amount of force I’ve put into the massage was as perfect as it could be,” Dane replied with a strand of his own before adding, “I haven’t learned how to become a masseuse without having the talent for it, you know.”

Hearing that it was not Dane’s fault, the Ninth Prince went ahead and looked back at Valentia before asking, “What seems to be the matter?”

In response, Valentia let out a light sigh as she recalled a few thoughts in her mind. Lightly scratching his head with a slightly apologetic expression, she then asked Vanadir, “Do you know the current state of the Third Prince’s team?”

“Of course I do,” Vanadir nodded as he replied. “He’s the only prince out of all the other princes to have a full team of 10 members. What does it have to do with your problem?”

“Well…” Valentia pondered on how she was going to word out her question to Vanadir as her eyes gazed to and fro. “Do you know who the members of his team are?”

“Don’t tell me…” At this point, Vanadir finally understood what she was trying to say, letting out a sigh of disappointment before asking, “You’re already a part of the Third Prince’s team?”

Valentia remained silent as a reply to his question, prompting the Ninth Prince to think that her silence was a yes to him. Letting out another sigh of disappointment, he stood up from his seat before telling Dane that they were going to leave. The two then made their way towards the door before looking back at Valentia and saying, “Well, then. It was nice meeting you, I guess. I hope the Third Prince is treating you we—”

But before he could finish his sentence, Valentia hurriedly stood up as he dashed towards Vanadir with an incredibly guilty expression as she shouted, “It’s a joke! It’s a joke! Don’t leave! It’s just a joke!”

“…” Vanadir was left at a loss for words after hearing what she said. The same went for Dane, thinking that if it was a joke, then it wasn’t really funny at all. It took Vanadir a few deep breaths to finally come back to his senses as a serious expression appeared on his face. He then asked her to make sure, “Are you joking about the fact that you’re a part of the Third Prince’s team? Or are you saying that to bring down my hopes even further?”

“The first one! The first one!” Valentia hastily responded, signs of tears slowly welling up in her eyes. At this moment, she felt incredibly bad for what she had done, prompting her to bow down in front of him as she said, “I’m sorry!”

Scratching his head in response, Vanadir looked at the current Valentia and let out a long sigh, which was filled with annoyance, as well as relief. While Valentia remained bowing down, he then told her, “You do know that this event would dictate the future of the Seraph Kingdom, right? Do you think it’s fine for you to joke about a matter like this?”

“I know but…” Valentia returned to her original posture as she answered in a slightly apologetic tone before continuing, “I just want to ease up the tension you were feeling…”

In response, Vanadir let out yet another sigh, the expression on his face returning to that of normality. Noticing that Valentia was about to cry, the Ninth Prince went ahead and placed his hand on her shoulder as he said, “Don’t cry over something like that. It’s fine, as long as you admit to your mistakes.”

He then let out a chortle as he continued, “Also, you’re already 25 for heaven’s sake. If people saw the Healing Witch of the West crying in front of a prince, they would think that something special is going between the two of us.”

Hearing those words, Valentia hurriedly wiped the tears that were about to drip from her face as she took in a few deep breaths to calm herself down. A few seconds later, the expression she had was now back to normal as a light smile suffused from her face. After that, she went ahead and said, “I’ll join your team. You don’t have to worry about anything at all.”

She then pondered over something before adding, “Then again, my words from before were half-true. Although it isn’t me that joined the Third Prince’s team, someone else from our family did join him.”

“Well, we’ll get to that when the time comes,” Vanadir pondered over her words for a bit before responding to it with a light smile. Since one of the reasons why they came to the Arcenon household was now done, Vanadir went ahead and opened the door with Dane behind him, only for him to stop as he felt Valentia tugging on his clothes.

Turning around, the Ninth Prince noticed that a light red blush suffused on her face as she looked down at the floor for a bit. In response to her tugging, Vanadir asked, “What’s wrong? Do you have anything else to ask me?”

“I was just wondering if…you know, there was a cute girl in your team other than me?” Valentia responded to his question with a question of her own, asking in a slightly bashful manner. Vanadir and Dane looked at each other for a bit in response to her question, which was soon followed with light smiles appearing on their faces.

The Ninth Prince then went ahead and looked back at Valentia before nodding, saying, “Indeed, we do. Do you want to meet with her right now?”

In an instant, Valentia’s slightly shy expression had now returned to normal as an ecstatic aura radiated from her. In a cheerful tone, she asked him, “Can I?”

“Sure,” Vanadir replied with a light chuckle, only to remember that he had another thing to do in this household before heading back. With that in mind, he then added, “Though it would have to wait for a bit. I still have something to do in this place.”

“Oh?” Valentia uttered as she raised her eyebrows. She then asked, “And what would that be? If you need help, I’d be glad to help out.”

“No need for help,” Vanadir said as multiple nostalgic memories surfaced in his mind. Gazing at the corridor outside the meeting room, he then continued, “It doesn’t involve fighting at well.”

“I’m just going to say hello to my mother, that’s all.”

“It’s been a while since I’ve met her anyway.”

“I wonder how she’s doing?”

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