Release That Succubus

Chapter 397 397 Identity

“Men would never touch a maid when there is a princess at their mercy especially when the difference is this great. She escaped the fate of being defiled even though she is only a maid. While I ended up soiled beyond count despite having lived a sheltered life without any threat.”

Bruce nodded.

“What is your true identity? Don’t lie to me.” Bruce had figured out many things with the help of the polygraph during their conversation. Most of the things the two women were telling him were the truth. However, most of those questions involved both of them as a single unit.

But whenever he asked questions regarding one of them, the polygraph showed that they were lying.

Before long he was able to decipher what was going on. They were telling the truth about their identities but there was a catch. The two had switched their identities with each other and one was pretending to be the other for God knows what reason.

The bony maid turned out to be the actual princess while the plump and sexy princess turned out to be the maid who was supposed to serve the princess.

Bruce sent them for a bath before rushing to Zach in order to narrate the events to him and ask for his opinion.

“What do you mean?” Zach’s fading enthusiasm was reignited by his words as he felt genuinely curious about their identity.

“One of them is a princess…a princess of a destroyed dynasty that had long since become a part of the Hina empire.”

A surge of emotions flickered across Zach’s face, a blend of eagerness, hope, and a hint of cautious optimism. The news, unexpected and promising, kindled a spark in his eyes. He had been looking for allies but had been unable find any so far.

Members of a fallen royal family could be an excellent addition to his force. Unfortunately, the two girls didn’t look like they could fight at all from what Bruce narrated to him.

While Bruce fervently unraveled the details, Zach’s mind diverged, contemplating the formidable might of the Ascar Dynasty.

From his studies, Zach had gleaned insights into the dominion of the Ascar Dynasty, a ruling force presiding over a modest landmass yet wielding the most formidable fighting force on a global scale.

The intricacies of their military prowess especially had left an indelible mark on Zach’s understanding of geopolitical dynamics. Recollections of political maps and insightful excerpts danced through Zach’s thoughts.

The Ascar Dynasty’s reputation for honing the most elite soldiers fascinated him. Their training methodologies, meticulously documented in the snippets he had encountered, showcased a commitment to excellence that surpassed geographical constraints. It had been the force that was closest to the special forces he had trained himself.

Regrettably, the once-mighty fighting force of the Ascar Dynasty had encountered its downfall when confronted by the overwhelming numbers of the Hina Empire.

The clash between these titans had wrought a grim tale of death and devastation upon the Ascar Dynasty, a narrative etched with the scars of conflict and the ebb of once-unassailable power.

The Hina Empire, shrouded in the veil of territorial expansion, had justified its conquest at the expense of the Ascar Dynasty’s sovereignty.

Two decades had elapsed since the tragic events unfolded, yet whispers of a resilient hope lingered in the global narrative. 𝒍𝓲𝒃𝙧𝒆𝒂.𝓬𝙤𝒎

A pervasive rumor traversed the world, weaving a tale that hinted at a glimmer of salvation for the Ascar Dynasty.

The speculation suggested that, amidst the ruins of a once-proud dynasty, the princess had been clandestinely ushered to safety.

In the clandestine corridors of global hearsay, a murmur persisted; the exiled princess, safeguarded from the tumultuous tides of war, would one day return to reclaim her rightful place on the throne of the Ascar Dynasty.

Even the passage of time had not dulled the resonance of this whispered prophecy. Instead, it had persisted stubbornly, a testament to the enduring allure of tales that spoke of resurgence and redemption.

As Zach absorbed this piece of speculative history, he couldn’t help but acknowledge the potent symbolism embedded in the possibility of a princess’s triumphant return, an echo of hope resonating across the annals of a bygone conflict. It almost made him want to root for the princess.

The outside world still believed that the princess was out there waiting for her chance to strike back at the empire, but reality always had a way of rearing its ugly head in the worst of ways.

The princess these people had been waiting for had already been caught before she could make any big moves and was locked in a basement for the personal pleasure of the Hunter family leader and his son.

In aligning himself with the captive princess, Zach harbored aspirations beyond the immediate realm of rescue and liberation.

The strategic importance of securing her allegiance resonated deeply with his ambitions. In his strategic calculus, having the princess on his side symbolized more than a mere act of rescue; it represented the potential rallying of all sympathizers and remnants of the Ascar Dynasty under his banner.

However, the success of this intricate plan hinged on a delicate yet crucial factor — earning the complete trust of the imprisoned princess.

The intricacies of geopolitics demanded a foundation built on trust, and Zach recognized that his efforts to unite the remnants would only bear fruit if the princess saw him as a reliable ally.

Zach found himself perplexed by the unexpected disparity in size between the princess and her maid when they were brought before him. He wondered if the Hunter family had been mistreating one more than the other.

Scratching his head in confusion, he turned to Bruce for clarification. In response to Zach’s quizzical expression, Bruce offered an enlightening explanation.

“I told you before that the maid had switched identities with the princess earlier. The bony one that looks like a maid is the actual princess while the plump and sexy one is the maid.” Bruce began, his voice carrying a hint of intrigue.

“You see, nobody in the outside world knew what the princess truly looked like. To shield her from potential threats, her devoted maid took on the role of a deliberate decoy, assuming the likeness of the princess in secret. As a result, Hogan and his son defiled the maid countless times just because she had taken the place of the princess while the bony princess went unnoticed and untouched.”

Zach couldn’t help but marvel at the intricacies of the princess’s protection, realizing that her safety had been safeguarded by the discreet sacrifice of her loyal maid.

Such devotion and selflessness were not easy to come by. Despite being locked up for several years without a chance of escape, the maid had been keeping her princess safe from harm; even when there were no chances of ever making it out alive.

He wondered if the princess could appreciate the sacrifices made by the maid for her. If she turned out to be like those pampered royals he had come across as well, he would be extremely disappointed in the scion of the Ascar Dynasty.

“What are your names?” asked Zach once Bruce brought the two women with him.

“I am Carol, former princess of the Ascar Dynasty as I told this gentleman here before as well.” announced the fake princess, her voice carrying a regal air despite the circumstances.

The maid truly knew how to play the part of the princess well. Her act was commendable and devoid of any obvious holes.

It seemed that she hadn’t deceived the cunning leader of the Hunter family for nothing all these years.

Brittany, as was the name of the full-figured maid, acted very forthcoming in front of Zach as she wiggled her hips in an attempt to attract all of Zach’s attention to herself.

To others, it would have appeared as if she was selfishly trying to hoard all his attention to herself so that he wouldn’t be able to favor the other woman or might even ignore her presence altogether.

But Zach could see the truth since he had already come to know the secret of the two women.

She wasn’t acting selfishly at all. On the contrary she was giving it her everything in order to keep the other woman from catching Zach’s eye, but not to earn his favor.

Instead, she wanted to protect her from Zach if he had any lecherous designs for her. She wanted to be her meat shield that would be able to protect her from all harm if possible.

Such loyalty was commendable. It was rare to find such selfless and devoted subordinates. Each one was akin to a precious deep-sea pearl; unique and rare in design, dimension and disbursement.

Zach didn’t stop Brittany’s actions outright. He planned to see how far she was willing to go for her liege.

He was curious as to how someone could be this loyal when the other person had nothing to offer in return.

The princess was obviously penniless and had nothing to her name considering that the Ascar dynasty was no more. So, what could she possibly have to offer the maid that the latter was willing to do anything for her sake?

From the actions of the maid, Zach also deduced that the two women obviously didn’t know that their little scheme had already been found and they were completely out in the open. Their little pretense was of no use in front of Zach who had heard everything from Bruce already.

Polygraph didn’t belong to this world, so the princess and maid duo had acted carelessly while they were being interrogated by Bruce.