Son of the Hero King

Back in the base, Milia observed as the date went as well as possible. She had noticed them stop a short instant but it did not matter. From what her spy had said it seemed they had just been discussing something serious.

Milia knew Sol enough to understand that he must have asked something to Isis to satiate his curiosity.

She would have to remind him later that while curiosity was good, it was sometimes a mood breaker. Even more so when people were trying to have fun.

"Everything is going well."

Even though she had acted on her own accord on the fly, Milia had to admit that she felt pretty proud about what she had just accomplished.

In the grand scheme of things, it wasn't much. But this did not change what she felt.

Hah. I have missed this feeling so much.’

It has only been two weeks, but not catering to Sol’s daily life had been like torture. Her greatest pleasure in life was serving him and seeing him happy made her all the happier.

Now she could once again work on her purpose.

“Okay, guys it’s time to wrap up everything with a bang. Prepare the final!”

“Understood.”

She smiled and looked at the screen. It was nearly midnight.

She would make sure that this day would be etched in her lord's memory forever.

‘I hope you will appreciate my efforts, your highness.’

Unlike the other girls, Milia did not feel envious. She was a shadow. Forever walking hidden behind her Lord and protecting from all that was bad.

Even though he was stronger than her now and did not need her protection any longer, it did not matter.

A king did not deal with filth. It would be her job to take care of all menial tasks that could stop him from focusing on his objectives.

“Did you finish profiling the two new companions of his Highness?”

In the room full of people whose faces and bodies were entirely covered in black, there stood two women in maid attire and a man wearing a stylish tuxedo and a monocle over his right eye.

They were Ketia and Edgar, two of Fingers, the leaders of the Crown Shadow.

After being called out by Milia, Edgar adjusted his monocle before explaining the situation.

“Do you think this is a kind of identifying magic? It takes time and Data.”

Edgar sighed and continued, “For now we believe that the two news are sincere. You should know how stringent the first contract is.”

Milia nodded, “We will slowly gather more information about her. The maid that will take care of her daily life will all be part of the Crown Shadow and only those of them who had received complete spy training.”

Milia believed that Isis was trustworthy. There was no other way. After all, she had signed a contract with Sol and it was his first contract. This made it so Isis was a very valuable ally.

But Sheherazade was different. She had gotten a vague outline of her power when Sol introduced her during the banquet. But if that fairy had even half the potential of what she deduced from Sol’s word, this fairy was a walking calamity and should be disposed of as soon as possible.

Sadly, she knew that Sol would never do this and unlike Camelia, Milia did not wish to hide things from him and treat him like he was a kid. He was her lord and she had to give him due respect.

Since she was his shadow, she would always do the dark job he did not need to.

She would be the one to be suspicious of everything in his stead and would carve a bloody path before covering it with a carpet so that he could walk unhindered in without being stopped by anything.

If the two ended up being “good” people then all the better. She would be the first one to celebrate the good news with them. After all, her main goal was his happiness. Not trying to prove a point to show that the two women were indeed suspicious.

“They seem to have slowed down and the normal vendors are slowly packing up. Should we proceed and start the plan?”

“Hum. Very well. So let’s finish this impromptu Date operation in high spirits.”

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On Sol and the two-in-one girl's side, even though they were still having fun, they could feel that the festival was slowly dying down.

From what Sol understood, this would be a 7 days festival to honor the 14 goddesses and thank them for keeping the prince safe.

This was total bullshit as the goddesses had no hand in him coming back alive but as they were more a theocracy, he couldn't exactly say that he did not like the goddesses.

“What should we do now? Go back?'

Sheherazade was a little disappointed to end things so soon but she was also happy to have participated in this event.

“Everyone! It's nearly time for the Grand finale! Are you ready!?"

It was then that they heard the announcement, causing them to tilt their head in puzzlement.

Everyone was the same as they wondered what was about to happen. But the one doing the announcement simply chuckled.

"Do not forget the dear citizens of Lustburg. Everything that is happening now was sponsored by the Royal family and the four nobles. Now let's go! Ten! Nine!..."

As more and more people began to follow, they slowly went down.

"Zero!"

His voice was immediately followed by a red light shooting in the sky before exploding into thousands of light.

It was followed by a second, a third, and many more.

"Whoa!"

Sheherazade looked up with amazement while still standing on Sol's head, while Sol held Isis's hand tightly.

Standing under the illuminated sky that was shining with thousands of colors.

Sol whispered gently, "Thanks for being here with me."

They did not know who was the first one to do it. But as their lips slowly overlapped, they realized that this did not matter.

This was the sweetest kiss Isis had ever received and she knew that even if ten thousand years were to pass, she would never forget this kiss.

(AN: Hope you liked the sweet escapades. Time to go back to more dreary stuff.)

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