Akashic Records of the Bastard Child Engaged to a Goddess



Holy Sword Tournament Arc

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(POV: Lumiere)

The following morning, I stirred with a sense of satisfaction after putting Bluestella in her rightful place.

However, actions held grave consequences.

One I'd learn about soon...

As I laid in bed, I was sandwiched between Isadora and Serena who were both naked, their supple breasts and erect nipples grazing against my skin.

My fingers were coated with their slick juices, as I had spent the previous night fingering their honey holes, acquiring 550 skill points.

Amid the chaos in the mansion, I abruptly rose from the bed, leaving the girls behind and hastily raced through the corridors to determine what had caused the commotion.

"I wonder what's going on?" I said, a bit tired.

The sense of alarm was palpable.

When I arrived at the gathering place, I noticed all of my family members were still in their nightclothes.

"What's going on?" I asked Genny and Micah with a sense of urgency.

Genny sighed. "One of the maids was found dead this morning."

"Really...?" I already had a bad feeling about this.

"Yeah, it's pretty unsettling. Especially when it's the first thing you wake up to in the morning." Micah was clearly uncomfortable.

"Look there." (Arthur)

Arthur pointed to the end of the long, winding stairway which led to the ballroom.

There, my eyes widened in shock at the horrific sight that lay before me.

Blood stained the steps, and at the bottom of the stairway lay Nerbas, a maid who had served us faithfully.

Her lifeless body was riddled with gory wounds, blood oozing out from her head and spilling onto the hardwood floor.

I let out a gasp in disgust and terror at the gruesome scene.

Arthur sighed heavily, his eyes glinting with melancholy as he started speaking. "Nerbas was a hardworking maid, and her death is a tragedy," he said, his voice laced with sorrow.

Oh Arthur, if only you knew. Sigh.

Jericho came from behind us, adding his observations. "Maybe she missed her footstep and fell down the stairway?" he suggested.

Micah chimed in, "Maybe? That makes sense I guess"

But Genny interjected, "Or maybe someone was responsible for it."

Arthur quickly admonished her, "Genny, don't bring up such suggestions. It's not good for anyone to hear about it. It could sow seeds of mistrust amongst the people within the estate."

Genny apologized, and Arthur smiled, reassuring her. "It's fine. We're just in shock right now."

I interjected, adding my thoughts to the mix. "Maybe Jericho's right, and Nerbas just missed a step and fell."

Genny let out a sigh of despair. "It's unfortunate that your first week back home is marred with such sadness."

Well... I slept with the Iiteral goddess of fortune. The word unfortunate didn't exist in my book.

"Need a hug?" she asked, stretching out her arms. Her breasts recoiled several times.

"Uh, yeah no." I waved my hand.

She pouted almost immediately, "Meanie." Her cheeks were like fluffy buns.

The sadness engulfed everyone, except me.

Bluestella would definitely be glad.

Nerbas was my only advantage and now she was dead.

Suddenly Lana approached us "What's going on?" she asked.

Our father, King Grey, turned worriedly. "Why aren't you in bed my angel?"

"I got curious about the noises." (Lana)

"Oh Lana!" (Bluestella)

Bluestella approached her daughter like the doting mother she was and embraced her before telling her "You need some rest, my dear. Don't worry about anything else but your own health."

As they embraced, I could only think of Nerbas' death.

I knew Bluestella was behind Nerbas' death.

The glare we shared before she left with Lana proved it all.

After the incident, my father made it clear that it was to be kept a secret. No one was to talk about it. We all respected his orders and filed it away as a tragic accident. The king made arrangements to send his condolences to Nerbas' family and arranged for her body to be returned to them for burial.

Of course, the royal family would handle the burial expenses.

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I was bent over my thoughts in my room, struggling to comprehend what had transpired.

"You should've told your father the moment you had both of them in the palm of your hand," said Isadora, who still flaunted her nakedness.

I sighed, "Don't you think I wanted to do that? He was out until this morning preparing for the Holy Sword Festival."

Serena, who had just finished changing, looked perplexed, "Holy Sword Festival? What's that?"

Before I could enlighten her, the room was awash with an intense swirl of mana, and a bright portal opened up. For a second, I thought we were under attack, but to my relief, Serena shouted "Don't worry, it's just Sébastien!"

I furrowed my brows in confusion, but before I could inquire further, the red-haired Sébastien stepped out of the portal and elegantly bowed before Serena.

"Good day, Lady Serendipity," Sébastien greeted with a polite smile.

"Serena's fine, Sébastien. I've told you countless times." She smiled back.

I stared at Sébastien, utterly amazed. The red hair, striking red eyes, and black markings under his eyes told us that he was indeed from the Trifects.

Honestly, he was as beautiful as a woman. He'd give even Lana a run for her money.

I asked in a steady voice, "Sébastien?"

I watched as Isadora disappeared, only to reappear moments later, draped in her signature black gown.

She wrapped her arms tightly around me and whispered in my ear, "I don't want anyone else to see my body. Only you, master."

I rolled my eyes at her dramatics, "Of course."

Suddenly, Sébastien, stepped forward like a bad guy from an action flick.

He stood up straight and declared, "You must be Lumiere, All-Father's chosen apostle. The potential demigod."

I let out a chuckle. "Yeah, but 'demigod' is a bit of a stretch, don't you think?"

Sébastien gave me a strange look, and it was he didn't particularly like me.

But hey, that's his loss.

"Sébas? Shall we get going?" Serena broke the tension.

"Yes, my lady." Sébastien quickly bowed before her.

Gently, Isadora released her hold on me and I approached Serena.

Scratching my head, I spoke, "I'll miss you... and stuff."

"I'll miss you too, silly," she replied, hugging me tightly.

Soon after, we locked lips, caught up in the passion of the moment, until Isadora and Sébastien awkwardly cleared their throats.

We both laughed at this.

Before Serena left, she turned to Isadora and told her, "Take care of him, okay?"

"Always." Isadora solemnly nodded her head in agreement.

"As if I can't take care of myself," I said pinching the bridge of my nose.

Serena giggled. "Sure, you can," a slight sarcasm in her voice.