Absolutely Not

How did things end up like this?

Tarmin looked at the two women with a troubled expression.

“Um, should I call you Master…?”

“We’re not actually master and servant, are we? Please feel free to call me Elenora.”

“Hehe, you’re right. ‘Master’ did feel a little awkward. Still, calling you by your name feels a bit strange… What if I call you Miss, like Taal does?”

“I don’t mind, so please call me whatever you like.”

A campsite spread out in front of the ruins of an abandoned castle outside the city.

Miss had entrusted Tarmin with her protection, then strolled around the campsite without a care in the world.

Her long brown hair flowed down like a waterfall, giving her an elegant yet gentle charm.

Her perfectly fitted trousers showed off the graceful curves of her figure...