Chapter 32: Temptation

The skeleton changed into his flesh form out of respect for Narberal, entering the room carefully to make sure he didn't break any valuable objects.

"Lady Narberal, I will take responsibility in any way you desire." Atlas spoke as he knelt down.

"Any way I desire?" Narberal chuckled.

"Yes."

Narberal stood up from her cushioned chair, walking towards Atlas at a slow pace. In this movement, she displayed the bare skin around the shoulder wound, exposing the deep cut for Atlas to see. Atlas then looked down in shame as he could not bring himself to look at what he had caused.

"I have gone too far, I should have restrained myself. My overzealous attitude has cause great pain to you, for that, I am sincerely sorry." Atlas spoke further.

Narberal finally reached Atlas, placing her right hand on his shoulder, gently stroking it as she walked slowly around him.

"I see that you are indeed remorseful. Because of that, I will give you one chance to make it up to me." Narberal spoke in a joyful tone.

Atlas felt a slight discomfort in his lower body as he felt the gentle hands of his superior stroking his shoulder.

"Do you perhaps desire for me to humiliate myself in front of you?" Atlas asked.

"Maybe."

Narberal took off her bath robe, revealing the true extent of the damage that Atlas had caused (not really true extent, but some special effects). The wound stretched from her shoulder all the way down to the top of her left breast, which was covered by a black rose patterned covering. The sight was confusing. Atlas could not decide whether the wound made Narberal's body disgusting or whether her body was perfect because she was made by a Supreme being.

Narberal simply walked towards her cushioned chair, sitting back on it with her legs crossed.

"Atlas-san, come here and massage my feet." Narberal spoke.

"As you wish."

Atlas walked towards Narberal, placing his wretched hands on her feet. Using his instincts, he attempted to firmly massage her feet to provide maximum comfort. Since it was his first time massaging another, the massage felt slightly awkward, but was still comfortable.

"Enough. Now rub this cream on the wound to help it recover."

The discomfort in his lower body became more apparent as he spread the cream all over Narberal's upper body. The cream seemed to have a gentle aroma reminiscent of so,etching rather appealing. As to what the smell was, only Narberal truely knows.

"Take off your clothes." Narberal said in a plain voice.

"Is it not customary to not have two unmarried individuals naked in the same room?" Atlas asked.

"That is my request, please do it. My shoulder needs to be massaged by bare skin, not the hard embrace of your gauntlets." Narberal explained.

"Then I should just take off my gaunt-"

"No. Your armour is interfering with your movement, you will be much more efficient without it."

"Acknowledged."

Atlas proceeded to strip off his armour, revealing his slightly bloodied undergarments, still slightly charred from his fight with Narberal. Atlas then continued to massage the cream onto Narberal's shoulders.

"Lady Narberal, this is too improper, I cannot put these vile hands on such a perfect maiden." Atlas spoke as he stopped massaging her shoulder.

"My hands are what wounded you, I cannot bring myself to touch your magnificent figure." Atlas spoke.

Immediately the souls of thousands of Re-Estize citizens cried out in disappointment.

"My wounds will not heal unless you massage them carefully." Narberal complained.

"Fine, I will serve you." Atlas spoke as he continued to massage the wound.

Atlas continued to massage the wound gently with his wicked hands, making sure not to aggravate it. As he did this, he felt a fast pulsating sensation in his chest as he started to find himself short of breath. The instincts of a carnivore was what he was feeling, the desire for meat he thought. But perhaps this was something more sinister, he thought as he continued to massage his charge.

"Lady Narberal, I fear that I am incapable of continuing to massage you. My heart is beating too fast, I fear my flesh body is stressed or malfunctioning. It also seems that I am experiencing some discomfort on my lower body. I may need some time to recover."

Narberal turned to Atlas, handing him what seemed to be a small vial of green liquid.

"Take this, it will help with the discomfort and stress." She said as she hid her sinister smile.

"Thank you for the gift, I shall consume it immediately."

The liquid quickly went into Atlas' digestive system, yet to show its properties.

***

Meanwhile in Re-Estize kingdom:

"Grand Marshal Rame, The Necropolis is growing in strength even more so. We need to crush this hostile faction now!" Marshal Jacob shouted.

"Marshal Jacob, the situation is under control. I will be sending a conscript army of peasants to thin out their numbers, and then we will assault them with one army." The grand marshal announced.

"Very genius a move, but how will we take care of the Knight Of Grim?" The marshal asked.

"We don't."

STAB

"Eldest Brother sends his regards, pitiful human trash."

The grand marshal shed his skin, revealing Red. The skeleton left the private meeting room and proceeded to slaughter every human in the building, securing the safety of the Necropolis.

"Eldest Brother can rest for a moment, knowing that I will not fail him or Nazarick."