Mixed Blessing System

"Viktoria..." Lothur repeated that woman's name one more time, watching her intently.

Viktoria Frost was a beauty in a million. To begin with, at the age of 19, she was around 1.62 meters tall, which made her neither tall nor short by the standards of this world.

But, moving on, her body had desired measurements, with good-sized hips that would make any loser stare from afar, dreaming of one day being able to touch her. At the same time, the two peaks on her chest maintained the proportionality of her body, having a size that was simply difficult to hide, even with discreet clothing.

As for her waist, their part of her body separated those other two aspects perfectly, forming a silhouette desired even by other women.

However, this was only the most superficial physical quality of this woman. Getting closer to her, one could notice her perfectly smooth skin, without any blemishes or scars, well defined but not showing the muscles of her body.

Finally, her facial attractiveness, well, that was the main point of Viktoria's appearance. Her face was oval, with brown eyes, with thin nose and mouth, with beautiful wavy brown hair that went down to the middle of her back.

And watching this woman, who was wearing a blue dress, which went down to her knees and left a small glimpse of her upper chest at disposal, Lothur was silent, impressed.

He was not a beta, someone who would be with his mouth open in a situation like this, not knowing what to say to a beauty like Viktoria. But still, this young man had been caught off guard in this situation.

Just now, he was lamenting his terrible fate in having 'gotten' a body unable to cultivate. Still, then this woman had suddenly appeared in this room.

Hell, he had to admit that his strong mentality, something he had been trying to obtain in his previous life, had involuntarily trembled in that instant.

"Viktoria, what are you doing here?" He tried to calm himself, to regain his appearance of indifference while looking into that woman's eyes.

Unfortunately for this young man's predecessor, Viktoria had a personality as cold as liquid nitrogen and had never let him even touch her hands.

Considering this, they had never slept in the same room, much less entered each other's 'personal space.'

Because of all this, the new Lothur was curious to know what this woman wanted by coming to his room. After all, she had shown no affection for him until then, so why bother to visit him so suddenly?

And soon, he had his question answered.

"I heard that you were hit by a carriage this afternoon..." Viktoria said this in a tone that did not show any fluctuation generated by emotions. "Is that true?"

"Hmm, I believe it is." He shook his head to the right while moving his lips to show that it had not been a big deal to him. "Are you by any chance worried about your husband, dear?"

"Tsk!"

After those words finished coming out of Lothur's mouth, Elise, Viktoria's servant, almost jumped on the young man resting on that bed, full of irritation towards him.

"Look at the way you talk to the young miss!"

"A good-for-nothing like you can't afford to call her that way!"

"Humph!"

"Mere servants should wait off to the side when the masters are talking!" Lothur said this in one breath, retorting to that woman who had always made things difficult for his predecessor.

Realizing what he had said, Lothur himself was struck by the words he had used for the first time in his life. 'Don't tell me I also inherited that individual's bad habits?' He wondered before he heard a sharp sound.

"What did you say, you bastard?" The eyes of that beautiful woman with blonde hair and blue eyes almost popped out of their sockets as her delicate face turned red with anger.

"Young miss, don't hold me back!"

"Let me teach this asshole a lesson!"

But to Elise's misfortune, Viktoria held her by one of her arms just before she jumped on that bed to spank Lothur.

"Elise, don't do anything reckless."

"Lothur is already hurt, and you shouldn't say such things to him either."

"But..."

"No buts!"

"It doesn't matter if he and I are just husband and wife in name. At the end of the day, he is still your young master."

"Then try to respect him a little."

"How, young miss? He's nothing but a useless son-in-law who doesn't..."

Viktoria then frowned, looking meaningfully at that woman.

Gulp!

At this sight, Elise felt a chill run through her body. She then bowed her head and said in a low voice. "All right, young miss, I promise not to do anything else."

"Hehe, well done, Viktoria!" Lothur took the opportunity to throw salt into the wound, laughing, even though it was making him feel an unparalleled pain in his abdomen. "You have trained your servant well."

"Son of a..."

But this time, Elise merely gritted her teeth in anger, waiting for those two to settle their affairs beside the exit door of Lothur's room.

"Lothur, you have to stop teasing Elise too. Why are you two like this? Every time the three of us are in the same place, I have to worry about keeping you from getting hurt."

"You are just two mortals. Why don't you understand each other and avoid any danger to your fragile conditions?"

"Don't forget, even the most potent pill in our world cannot save a corpse." Viktoria finished her sermon, always using the same tone, without any emotional change.

Lothur then looked at her silently, thinking how cold this woman could be. 'Interesting.' He smiled, feeling that at least his predecessor had guaranteed some emotions for him.

He then said. "Is that all you had to say? Or maybe you want to do something with your injured husband?"

"You're bolder than ever, huh?"

"But that's okay. I'll let it go this time since you're hurt." Viktoria said this as she placed some bottles with pills next to one of Lothur's hands.

"Use these to recover your injuries as quickly as possible. My parents have invited you to join us for dinner tonight, so don't be late, even if you haven't finished recovering."

"Do you understand?"

Lothur then pressed his jaw, remembering that in the marriage mode of this world, upon joining a family, such a person essentially became part of that organization.

Since he was a son-in-law in his wife's family, his position was not so different from that of Elise.

He had to obey the family's rules, respect the hierarchy of this organization, and even ask permission for certain things.

Then, he felt terrible thinking about it, finding it unacceptable that so many restrictions now constrained him.

He was from a country where he could do whatever he wanted as long as it did not harm other people. So, it was truly strange to him to be in this current situation.

'What the hell!'

'I have practically no voice in this damn house!'

But he knew that saying those words aloud would not do his cause any good. So, that way, he just nodded to that ice-hearted woman, looking forward to the day when he would turn the tables on this place.

"Very well."

"Rest for the rest of the day and go to my parents' house as soon as the sun goes down." Viktoria was about to leave that place when she suddenly remembered something and turned to him.

"And don't disappoint my parents."

"I can understand your words against Elise, but stop saying arrogant things in front of my parents!"

After that, the two beauties disappeared, leaving the young Lothur alone with his thoughts.

'What a complication...'

'What will I do now?'

But nothing came to his mind. All he had were those bottles with pills, which seemed to be his only possibility at the moment to at least reduce the pain in his body.

As for how to adapt and react to this reality, he was still unsure how to do it. Without relevant information, power, or status, all he could do now was accept certain momentary impositions.

'But what about that damn thing?'

'Uh, I think it was called system...'

'In any case, that thing won't give me any help?'

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