I ended up spending the entire time before the maids arrived exploring my inventory and cursing my fellow clansmen. Who! Who created a set of anal plug and gag made of orichalcum with light enchantment and voice transmission? And how dare that idiot drop that shit into my inventory!?!?!?

Okay, my next goal after I get settled in this world is to go back and beat up all my clansmen!!!! Fucking bastards, just because I have the biggest inventory in the clan and everyone uses it for storage, doesn't mean you have to give me garbage! There's even a chewed-up donut in here!!!

I was distracted from my thoughts by a knock at the door.

— Mistress Irbis? We are maids sent by the butler Fagot to bring breakfast and clean the bedroom, may we come in? — An elderly female voice asked from the hall.

Rising from my chair, I went to open the door. Behind it I was met by the same two knights (it was obvious by the dent in the helmet of the left one), nine maids with carts with trays of food on them, and one gray-haired maid who was apparently the chief among the others.

— Come in. — With a nod I told them and stepped aside from the door. — Do your work, and the four of you help the maids out of the bath and sit them down at the table. After that you may be dismissed. — I said, and turned around and went back to my chair. Okay, I had some delicious wine in my inventory somewhere. Here it is! Why not have a drink.

— All right, girls, don't be shy and come on in. We have work to do, you can drool tonight on your own free time. Let's go! — commanding tone growled at the end of the old woman, after which the other maids stiffly entered the room and began to arrange trays of food on the table sometimes furtively looking at me.

— Aren't you afraid that the aristocrats might kill you for such words? — I asked the gray-haired dwarf watching the other maids.

— If the mistress was offended by their looks, thoughts, or my words, you wouldn't be out in the hall like that. I believe you enjoy their attention and are proud of the way you look. — said the maid calmly as she continued to hawk at the work of the other maids.

— You're right, I am wonderful and I am proud of myself. The only reason I wear clothes is because they emphasize my attractiveness. — I said, putting my foot on my leg and swirling the wine in my glass. — How old are you gnome?

— Four hundred and twenty-seven Mistress Irbis. — smiled slightly at the very old gnome.

— You really have lived a long life, and I'm surprised you're still in such good health. I've only known one gnome who lived longer, but he turned himself into a lich in search of eternal life, and he couldn't survive meeting me. I hope your end will be more peaceful.

— Indeed, at my age, fighting is not healthy. — She replied with a quiet laugh, and then we were silent, waiting for the maids to finish their work.

Finally, when they finished setting the table, the four girls went to the bathroom to help the other maids clean up, and I got up from my chair and took a seat at the head of the table.

The food looked expensive and rich, smelled good, and was filled with mana. All in all, a typical breakfast of wealthy nobles. Except that there was so much food here that it barely fit on a table designed for 14 people. Without waiting for the other girls, I began to try different dishes, and as I expected they were very tasty. Not as good as our Clan Chef's, of course, but still quite good.

When the rest of the maids joined, I had already tried six different salads, nine kinds of meat cooked in four different ways, three different kinds of crab, various shrimps, and some sort of spaghetti covered in meat gravy. And that's only half the variety of food on the table. Now I'm just lying in the chair with a blissful look on my face, and drinking a glowing green berry morsel.

— Sit down, girls, and start eating. The potions you've drunk have one side effect, a few minutes after you use them, you get really hungry. So before it comes, I advise you to enjoy the wonderful taste of these dishes, because then you will not have time for it. - I said with a smile at them.

And yes, this "Potion of Restoration" is cruel and for some reason it works on everyone equally regardless of levels. It would seem to be a simple potion, the effect of which is to convey to the body that it needs to self-repair. However, instead of gently pushing the body to regenerate, it works in such a way that the body panics and throws all the resources and reserves of the body to full recovery. At the same time disabling the sense of taste and enhancing the sense of smell to find more resources for recovery.

In general, if you don't eat while the potion is in effect, all the reserves of fats, proteins and carbohydrates and many other useful things will be completely used up. Some people even died trying to wait out the effects of the potion.

But the effectiveness of this potion is not in doubt, even limbs lost decades ago can be fully restored using it, as long as there is enough food. So I just have to wait for the maids to finish "recovering". And then I can get dressed and walk around the fortress until dinner.

Two hours later…
The Fortress…
Training Arena…

— Attack when you're ready, little kitty. — I said mockingly.

— I'll r-r-rip you ap-par-r-rt, bitch. — growled back a young rakshasa, a four-armed humanoid with cat legs and a lion's head.

— Take care of your tail, kitty, or I might step on it accidentally. — the same mocking reply.

Now we are standing in the arena opposite each other, and we are waiting for the Guard Commander to come, and also waiting for the Margrave Edmund Gralvin to come. After all, a duel between a Guardsman and a guest of the Margrave can only take place in their presence.

Why did I even get to duel with a Guardsman? Well, I think that's easy to understand after three words. Pride. Jealousy. Miki. And it's worth noting that on my side it was just Miki, and on this kitten's side it was Pride and Jealousy. But I think a little backstory is in order.

When the potion finished its effect, and the maids stopped parodying the conveyor belt of food processing, they suddenly wanted to go to the restroom, and this was another hidden effect of the potion, all the accumulated for a lifetime of filth had to go somewhere. After they had expelled all the harmful substances from their bodies, they had to take a bath again, because they were completely covered in the black, sticky, smelly oily liquid.

And when they came back, all the maids who were still here almost died of shock and envy.

And it was understandable, because these maids who were already beautiful in comparison to the other girls had become even more beautiful. Their hair looked healthy and slightly shone in the light, there was not a single flaw on the skin, teeth were even and shiny. In general stripped of all sores, not even noticeable, and healed any defects.

Gerda even had a smaller breast, but now it does not hang under its own weight, and looks very firm, and the butt is now not so flat and hard as it was before.

In general, the body always knows what's wrong with it and tries to fix it. I remember when the Mad Alchemist invented this potion that even removed genetic defects from incest, so that the child was born without them, many empires hunted us to get the recipe.

Okay, so now four naked (because their outfits got dirty) and embarrassed maids, who became taller/lower and in some places bigger/smaller, were being interrogated by the other girls. The old gnome scolded them all, of course, and made them keep cleaning, but those looks of envy never went away.

So I took the naked girls into the dressing room, and then we picked out my outfit in just an hour. It was a white light dress with a ribbon at the waist. It came with a hat and sandals, but the hat was indecent to wear indoors, so it was left in the inventory.

And naturally on these clothes were different enchantments, the main of which does not give the skirt up from the wind or because someone tried to lift it. In the second case it triggers a healing spell that electrocutes the skirt. Well, and naturally enchantment, which automatically changes the clothes to the size of the owner.

And so, having dressed and waited for the maid's clothes, I was taken on a tour. Naturally, I was not taken to any very important or secret places, but was shown the general outline of the building.

There were 4 barracks each of which can hold about 20 thousand soldiers. The arena for battles was not very impressive either, a circle of thirty meters in diameter, and the arena for training with magic in general was behind the wall, and we did not go there.

But where we went was to the very top of the fortress, and what I saw there! My respects to the mad pervert who created THIS! Thirty meters long, ten meters wide, and a hole three meters in diameter. This is definitely the most powerful cannon I've ever seen. And unfortunately, it's not working.

According to the legends the maids told me, this cannon dates back to pre-system times.

Back then, there were only 3 races in this world (elves, humans, dwarves), there were no gods, and the inhabitants could travel through the stars. But suddenly all the races did not share something, and almost destroyed the planet, after which the apocalypse began.

Legend says that because of the apocalypse the system awakened, then were born gods who created new races and restored the world.

Interesting lore, isn't it? And the phrase "awakened" sounds suspicious. I specifically asked again, and the maids all confirmed that all the legends speak about the awakening of the system.

Anyway, after admiring the biggest trunk of the Gralvins, I was taken to show the fortress further. We intended to go and look at the botanical garden on the third underground level, as we ran into him. A stalker.

Not the kind of stalker that had to explore radiation-contaminated zones in the games of the noughties, but the kind that obsessively harasses other people. In this case, we got a stalker in love who constantly harasses Miki, maims all the men who are on good terms with her, and almost forces her to become his concubine.

I learned all this when we went to punish (cross out), when we went to train this balding cat.

So, we are standing in the arena, I am provoking this rakshasa, and he responds to the provocations and gets even more heated.

On the next round of insults from me and threats from him, the margrave enters, and a tall six-armed rakshasa similar to the one standing in the arena, but more beastly in appearance.

— How wonderful that you have come Sir Edmund, I am sick of hearing the squeaking of the little kitty, and I still want to see your underground botanical garden before dinner. It's a pity that our second meeting happens here and not at the dinner table, but it can't be helped. Wild animals should be tamed, don't you think? — with a smile, I greeted Gralvin.

— Greetings, Lady Irbis. Before we decide anything, I would like to hear about the reasons for the duel, as well as the possibility of a peaceful resolution to the conflict. — He frowned, glancing first at me and then at the cat.

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