《Kindred》Chapter 30 - Was Miss Making Fun of Me All This Time?
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The bandits are trying really hard to break Prince Si' ice wall, but they were unable to break it yet.
"Incompetent!" The bandit leader shouts and walks towards the ice wall.
He presses his hand against the dent the bandits made and closes his eyes.
After a while, he opens his eyes again and swings his big axe towards the dent.
Hmm... I wonder what those little sparks on that axe are?
Crash!
When the axe hits the wall it creates a loud explosion and a section of the wall crumbles.
"Awu!" The explosion creates a shock wave which sweeps me off my feet.
Startled, I fall down with my eye closed.
"Are you okay?" Miss asks me worriedly.
"Afuu, afu~" Muffled sounds escape from my lips.
Um? Muffled?
"Afu, afuu?" Right, it's muffled. I wonder why?
I open my eye.
It's dark.
Hm? Did I lose my consciousness and the sky turned dark?
"Afuu?" I ask Miss worriedly.
If my consciousness faded and I haven't done my job properly...
I will never become a great maid like Sophia!
"Fufufu... Latifa, you are so daring."
"Afu?" Eh? What do you mean, Miss?
I turn my head towards Miss's voice.
I can feel something soft around my cheeks as I look up.
When I look up, I can see Miss looking down on me.
Eh?
Did I fell on Miss?
I look at Miss's face.
She's looking at me with a scary expression.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Miss has been so nice to me for the last few days, that I got carried away.
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An image of Miss on the first day I saw her flashes through my mind.
At first sight, she looked like a dreamy young woman, beautiful as a flower.
However, that beautiful flower was equipped with extremely sharp thorns.
When that beautiful flower opened its mouth, it spat out a deadly poison.
If sun started shining on that flower without permission, the flower would beat the sun with its sharp thorns and deadly poison.
That's right, how could I forget.
Miss was a bad person.
Then... was Miss making fun of me all this time?
My eyesight is getting blurry.
My heartbeat accelerates.
Miss raises her hand.
I close my eye in fright.
I prepare my cheek for slap.
......
However, the slap never comes.
Instead, Miss's hand lands on the back of my head.
She pushes my head into her bosom and starts rubbing her cheek against the top of my head.
"Kyaaa~ Daring Latifa is sooo cute~" Miss exclaims.
"Affuuu...?" I ask in confusion.
Miss, are you not angry with me?
"Hyahaha! Brothers! The wall is destroyed! Attack! Kill! Rape! Plunder!" The bandits loud voice echoes outside.
"Tsk." Miss clicks her tongue and stops rubbing her cheek against my head.
She lifts me up and places me on the cushion.
She opens the carriage's door and says to me with smile,
"Wait here for a second, Latifa. This Miss needs to exterminate some annoying pest."
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