Juno was boiling with rage. She fixed her eyes full of hate on Kyon:

«You-u-u…»

«By the way, I was hiding in your pillows yesterday keeping a low profile, so to speak. When they nearly fell in my secret place, you didn’t even notice that, stupid little fool.» – Kyon added taunting her.

«I wondered what was stinking like that?» – Juno replied through her clenched teeth in a deadly voice.

*smack*

Kyon struck her violently across the face for such reckless insolence. The sharp blow sent her spinning on the floor.

«Mind your language. I warned you that I would severely punish any serious misconduct.» - Kyon threatened her with a straight face.

Full of bitterness and indignation, Juno suppressed her outrage and decided to keep quiet this time.

«By the way, I almost forgot… I order you that every time I say “please,” you will hear “I order you.” So, please, when you wake up, tell Dinah to bring me some breakfast, to prepare a room for me on the ground floor, the medicine of enzymes, and a spatial ring of some cube metres. And please, order her not to harm me in any way.» – He gave the last order with a gleam of pure malice in his eyes. Since the maid had a subordinate mark on the forehead, he could and should take advantage of it. He knew that he should stay away from her, but the temptation was too high for him to resist.

«I have never ordered anything to my maids! How dare you humiliate them and even more so, act under my authority! They didn’t do anything to you!» – The girl exclaimed desperately. How could Juno tell Dinah to bring food to someone lower than her in rank? More than that, to a pathetic slave.

«Dinah did. And… Guess what, I’m just that kind of risk-taker.» - He spread out his arms in a mock helpless gesture and then added another couple of orders of different purposes.

Kyon had no good feelings towards the dark-haired maid. In fact, her attempt to get his hands cut off for stealing the sausage (that Marina had brought) could be regarded as attempted murder and anyone who attempts on his life... Well, you know the rest. In a word, it will come back to bite her one day.

However, Kyon wasn’t going to take any decisive actions against Dinah, not now. Even if it was damn hard for him to control himself. He would give anything to try and give her a hard time right away. But all in good time. He would always remember what she had done to him to get his sweet revenge one day.

«Your wretched master Jean has been sick three weeks running, poor thing. Some other dude comes to replace him. So... I order you to call the substitute after dinner and tell him not to come anymore. And please threaten him properly in case he dares to tell anyone about it.»

«Why?! What did he do to you?!»

«Nothing at all. The fewer people in here, the less chance of them to suspect something. The master is around you all the time studying your body, asking questions... He’s no bloody use at all.» - Kyon smiled when he saw the girl’s lips tremble. – «You know, I’m not interested in your development. You can train with yourself till you're blue in the face. And now sleep tight. Please, do as I told you in the morning and then come to the training ground. We'll see if you can avoid any punishment on your own.» - With a gentle smile of the executioner who leads his victim to the scaffold, Kyon patted the girl on the head, then quietly left her room and went to the training ground. It was four in the morning.

It was time to take the first steps in his new life. Finally, the collar fell off his neck, and the dear crown landed on his head. However, he was not going to show his arrogance, not a bit. He had to learn it the hard way.

After the ex-slave left, Juno exhaled with relief. The whole body ached in pain from the recent beatings. Two tubes of ointment had cured almost all her injuries, but the remaining ones reminded of themselves so hard that all she could do was wince in pain with every breath. She would have never believed that a noble lady like her would have to get used to pain. She had even to learn how to live with it.

The girl wanted to raise the alarm, rip and tear, or at the very least, scream and squeal in hysterics, but her body obediently lay down on the bed and closed her eyes. Only some tiny teardrops rolled down her pale cheeks. {Oh my god… Why are you doing this to me? I didn't do anything to deserve this…}

At six in the morning, she suddenly opened her eyes. She was wide awake. Her body hurt less, but she still felt soreness and discomfort.

The girl resolutely took a piece of paper and tried to write down “HELP ME!”, but her fingers did not move as if they were glued. Any action against her master’s order was completely blocked by the formation. No matter how hard she tried, it was all in vain.

Juno bit her lip and went downstairs where she found Dinah. She walked up to her maid.

«Good morning, my lady.» – The superior maid said respectfully with a slight bow.

Juno’s face looked absolutely serene. Her body moved in a relaxed and completely natural way, even her family and people close to her wouldn’t see her anxiety and need to show at least with gestures that there was a formation on her. The piece of trash had constrained her from all the sides creating a strong cage that paralyzed her mind and body.

«Good weather, isn’t it?» - Juno asked carelessly, or rather, her mouth in compliance with the orders of the formation.

«Uhhm, it is… You’re right…» - Dinah looked puzzled at the overcast sky. The tops of the trees were waving in the wind. The weather was anything but good.

«Can I help you with anything?»

Juno’s eyes grew misty with humiliation and anger. They didn’t understand her. She couldn’t draw the necessary attention no matter how hard she tried. She meticulously followed the orders of her hated master like an obedient puppet.

Juno’s lips quivered in an attempt to say something from herself. But all they could do was to say treacherously the following:

«Dinah, please take breakfast to my ex-slave and now a servant. He is at the training ground. And then prepare a room for him downstairs along with the medicine of enzymes for development, and a spatial object of some cube meters. And one more, forgive me for the following words, but I order you not to harm my servant in any way. I’m afraid you might accidentally him. Well, you never know.» – She said with a straight face and went to the bathroom leaving the maid to stand still. It was a shock for her to hear that from her lady.

Juno’s order sounded unbelievable. Dinah had served her family for many years. She was considered an equal member of the 2nd rank. Mr. Bai himself often told her that he appreciated her as his own. And then his granddaughter gave her such a treacherous and humiliating order not to touch that jerk! It smelled fishy... She couldn’t rest easy until she found out the reason for this sudden change and why the scoundrel was still alive.

…

Right after Kyon left the mansion, he returned to his usual place where he had been hiding for two long weeks. No, he did not go there out of some nostalgic feelings. Now he was the mastermind in the mansion. He had enough of haunting the bushes. He returned to bring his feathered savior back to its rightful habitat. Kyon was concerned about the unfortunate swan that he had been using during long training sessions to learn how to create formations and slots.

The poor bird had obviously lost all hope for a happy future. It no longer flapped the wings. It didn’t even try to quack. The swan looked exhausted, its feathers were falling out of stress.

Kyon infused the neck of the depressed swan with Synergy. Soon the nerve would be restored, and its voice would return. He carefully carried the bird to the pond and gently laid him nearby stroking its head in gratitude. The proud bird was about to give him a "loving kiss" on the nose with its beak for all his deeds but unfortunately missed.

Kyon returned to the training ground and had a nice long nap.

A sharp creak of the gate woke him up. The familiar quiet footsteps of someone very arrogant brought a happy smile to his face.

And so she approached him. The beautiful brunette with a silver tray in her hands. As always dressed in the maid uniform that boosted her sex appeal: seductive black stockings, sexy and tight on her slender legs; a disturbingly short skirt with a hoop petticoat; an exquisite blouse that showed her assets. Her beautiful gray eyes looked at the boy with icy contempt. Her graceful eyebrows were raised a bit in surprise.

The lady’s strange request had hurt Dinah’s feelings. To bring food to the newly made servant by herself! Why should she do this? Is the loser worthy of her visit? However, there was nothing she could do about it. She had to follow the order.