I Have been Reincarnated As a Lazy, Arrogant Noble, but When I Destroyed The Scenario Through Effort, I Became The Most Powerful With Extraordinary Magical Power - 229

### 229: Corporal Punishment and Trust

“…Priscilla, do you like Battle Universe?”

“Like? I’m not sure, but if I were to put my feelings into words, I’d say it’s enjoyable.”

The mansion was, in a word, magnificent.

What surprised me most was the number of butlers.

Given the size of the mansion, it made sense, but even so, there were quite a lot.

And now, Cecil was battling Priscilla.

This was something I had arranged.

A slave crest suppresses a person’s emotions and restricts their actions.

When making a contract, detailed rules are set, and for some, even speaking to others is forbidden.

But Priscilla wasn’t like that.

I wondered how far her restrictions went and requested a match with Cecil.

The answer: no problem.

Apparently, Neil’s rules were lax.

What was unexpected was Priscilla’s strength, which was beyond my expectations.

Cecil’s movements halted several times, and I was equally surprised.

But—.

“I lost.”

As expected, there was no way Priscilla could beat Cecil.

Priscilla bowed her head with an emotionless voice.

Even so, from my perspective, Cecil seemed to struggle more than usual.

“Thank you. Priscilla, you were very strong.”

“No. It was difficult because it was my first time…”

“First time? What do you mean?”

In response to Cecil’s question, Priscilla tilted her head slightly.

“It means exactly what I said.”

“…And you were that strong? Just now?”

“I don’t know if I’m strong. I just watched Neil-sama do it next to me.”

Ha, what an incredible thing to say.

Unlike Cecil, I wasn’t too surprised.

That’s because, in the original story, Priscilla was described as having the second highest IQ next to Cecil.

“Amazing. Well… Priscilla, if you don’t mind, shall we have another match?”

“Eh? I don’t mind.”

At that moment, both Priscilla and Cecil looked at me.

Really, what did I come here for?

But in a way, this was good news.

Priscilla’s emotions seemed intact.

But then—.

“Sorry to keep you waiting. Coming to visit on your day off, I must be doing well as a senior.”

The one who entered the room was Neil.

Priscilla stood up immediately.

“Neil-sama—”

The next moment, Neil slapped Priscilla across the cheek.

Even Cecil, and of course, I was surprised by this.

“Don’t act on your own, Priscilla.”

“…I’m sorry.”

“Prepare drinks for our guests.”

“Yes.”

Normally, this would be excessive.

But Priscilla—.

“Allowing slaves too much freedom fosters too much independence. Was there any trouble?”

“…None. Rather, she kept me entertained so I wouldn’t be bored. Besides… Priscilla is our senior. Raising a hand against her…”

“Ha ha, you’re kind. But that’s good. From the board, it looks like Priscilla lost. If she had won… it would have been uncomfortable for our guests.”

Neil surely knows about Cecil.

And of course, he must know that Priscilla has never played Battle Universe.

Yet, he’s this confident.

In a way, he’s the most problematic.

He understands Priscilla’s potential and still acts this way.