The Humiliation of Miro and Liyahiss Lani’s Amusement

Miro’s body was utterly paralyzed, leaving her entirely at the mercy of others, yet her mind remained acutely aware, registering every hushed whisper and gossiping remark from the students. In this humiliating moment, she harbored a desperate wish for death. Defeat was one thing, but to be witnessed by outsiders in such a state was utterly mortifying! Even more preposterous, she was now being rumored to have a foot fetish!

‘My heart feels utterly drained. Let destruction descend; nothing matters to me anymore…’

‘Just do whatever you please with me. I won’t resist. And it’s absolutely not because I’m incapable of resisting!’

Liyahiss Lani pressed a hand to her forehead, absently wiping away a bead of non-existent sweat.

“That was truly a close call,” she mused aloud. “Fortunately, my skills proved superior.”

Retracting her right foot from Miro’s head, Liyahiss crouched down, casually picking up a stray twig. She playfully poked Miro’s cheek with it.

“Hey there~ Why so quiet? Have you been beaten senseless? Aba aba?”

It was as if Liyahiss belatedly remembered she hadn’t yet released the [Spatial Imprisonment]. Without hesitation, she promptly activated [Rampant Devour], completely draining Miro of her magic, before finally lifting the spatial restriction.

“…”

Miro was utterly spent, both in body and spirit. Even though she could now move, the will to do so had completely abandoned her. Witnessing Miro’s utterly defeated state, Liyahiss found her own playful spirit waning. She simply abandoned Miro there, departing by herself.

An eternity seemed to stretch by. Just as Miro was about to succumb to sleep’s embrace, a familiar voice cut through the silence.

“Your Excellency, are you alright?”

The voice belonged to Ye Lan, Miro’s loyal and only maid currently accompanying her. Ye Lan had initially arrived with Miro but had wisely sought cover when she saw her mistress preparing for combat. Her foresight proved correct, as she had indeed encountered the enemy maid, just as she had anticipated.

“Why are you only just now arriving?!” Miro demanded petulantly, as Ye Lan carefully helped her onto her back.

“To answer Your Excellency,” Ye Lan replied, “there was a slight complication earlier. I became entangled with the opposing maid for a time, which is why I am late.”

“What did she do to you, what did she say—cough! Ugh…” Miro broke into an unexpected cough, a sound that left her wondering if she was more vexed by others or by her own predicament.

“Your Excellency, perhaps we should discuss this more thoroughly once we have returned.”

Meanwhile, on the other side of the forest—

“La la la~ la la~ la~ la, la la la~ la la~ la🎵”

“La la la~ la la~ la~ la, la la la~ la la~ la🎶”

“It appears Master is in excellent spirits. Are you humming a tune typically sung while admiring the scenery?”

“Indeed,” Liyahiss confirmed. “It’s a song perfectly suited for the mountains. However, speaking of which, you seemed to be quite familiar with that vampire maid just now.”

Liyahiss fixed her gaze directly upon Hillisa’s eyes, then leaned in, pressing her face intimately against hers.

“Sigh, sigh~ Still that familiar scent, completely devoid of any other woman’s perfume.”

“Master,” Hillisa responded calmly, “if you truly wish to know what transpired, you need only ask, and I shall answer truthfully.”

Upon hearing this, Liyahiss turned, presenting her back to Hillisa.

“There’s no need. I trust you would never betray me. Let’s return.”

“As you command, Master.”

Hillisa’s gaze, fixed upon Liyahiss, overflowed with an unmistakable tenderness.

Upon returning to her private chambers, Liyahiss allowed herself to revisit the day’s events.

‘That Miro truly is quite amusing. I offered her a potion with completely antithetical effects, yet she gulped it down without the slightest hesitation. What an utterly foolish loli.’

‘I sincerely hope she won’t be completely demoralized by this, as what I inflicted upon her shouldn’t be considered overtly cruel.’

‘Miro is, in fact, quite a formidable individual. It’s simply that her ultimate magic is designed for group combat, and she just so happened to cross paths with someone like me, who’s… no, I’m certainly not cheating!’

‘Miro, oh, Miro, what delightful surprise will you present me with when our paths inevitably cross again?!’

‘While I remain unaware of the specifics my maid discussed with that vampire maid, I expect it will, one way or another, yield some beneficial outcome…’