It is already a bit late

You entertain the thought of going to the city drake eyrie, there must still be loots untouched there that can give your plans an early start. After a serious consideration though, you decide that the idea is too risky for the moment. It's only a few hours to midnight now, and with all of the United Armies soldiers probably already in their tents resting by now except for the few night patrols, you don't want to take the risk of being ambushed and killed from behind by stragglers or just plain opportunistic bastards. You know if the situation were reversed, you would damn well be happy to stalk stupid new noble walking in a ruined city in the middle of the night and kill him for his assets, and as such going out now is not an option.

Maybe if you didn't spend so much time with Relia on your drake there might still be time left to go on this bold adventure. But as it stands you are a bit tired from what all that happened today and all the sex with Relia. No, it's better to rest for tonight and see if there is still anything left in the eyrie tomorrow morning. You now have things that the you from a week ago wouldn't have dared to imagine having, losing them all overnight because of recklessness would be an utter shame. Though that doesn't mean you will do nothing.

Searching for Relia's butler, well, yours now, you meet his eyes and beckon him to come to you. As he stands before you and Relia, you open your mouth to speak to him when you realise you still don't know his name.

"Xenophilus, Master," Relia whispers in your ear. By how she embraces your torso so closely, it's clear she feels just at home at your side and half naked. No one could have thought she used to be a noble lady.

"Xenophilus, tell me, is there some sort of armory in this estate? I am not too sure regarding how the Kiriakolis estate functions, but I know most of the nobles in Athenapolis have some sort of household guards, whether small or large. Did the Kiriakolis also have guards?" You ask. One of your favorite pasttime was to watch young masters of noble families duking it out on the streets along with their bodyguards over some stupid petty reasons, wasting valuable soldiers over some perceived insults...

Cursing silently in your mind, you realise your future sons might grow up to become like one of those useless young masters. You don't have any children and they already give you a headache. Great.

If Xenophilus notices any of your tumultous thoughts, he doesn't show it on his face as he answers. "We used to employ household guards, yes, but following the previous master's ****, and the ensuing conflict with main Nidaniaus family, as well as the current state of affair, all of the guards are either dead, with the main Nidaniaus family, or deserted."

You try to digest what Xenophilus said regarding the previous master until you realised he must have meant Relia's father. You don't need any explanation on how sordid of an affair a family head's **** is, especially one with only a daughter and of a branch family at that. The main Nidaniaus family must have tried to reabsorb the Kiriakolis branch after your, heh, 'father-in-law's' ****, though the fact you are lounging now inside this estate and with Relia at your side obviously means they have failed.

"That is the reason why I went to you, Master. With no guards and the city on the eve of defeat, I realised I have to leave quickly if I want to survive intact." Relia added.

"So much for being intact though, heh." You smirked lewdly as you pinched one of her nipples.

"Ohh... I won't have it any other way though, Master..." Relia moans contentedly.

Not showing any reaction to what is happening, Xenophilus continues on. "But we still do have an armory where weapons and armors used by the guards are stashed in, even with no guards remaining. The previous master always made sure to stock it properly."

"I see. Tell the servants that can fight to arm themselves. The night after a city is occupied has always been the most chaotic, with uncontrollable drunkards and opportunistic cutthroats running around. Tell Nikos and Yiannis to take a pick from the armory as well to protect themselves and their women." You order. You have nothing to fear from them. Killing you literally mean forfeiting their current comfort and the possibility of being truly enslaved. Even if they aren't 100% loyal, you can be confident that they won't stab you in the back.

"There is also a special armory that is for the master of the estate's personal usage, located near the master bedroom. I am sure Lady Relia would be able able to show My Lord the room in question." Xenophilus adds.

Turning to Relia, she gets up from the couch and beckons you to follow her. "Follow me, Master. I will show you where Father used to keep his trinkets."

Getting up from the couch, you follow Relia to the stairs and then walk to the direction of the master bedroom. You aren't really surprised by the existence of a special armory for the private use of the master of the estate. Many noble families are usually elevated or formed through military merits, and Relia did say the Kiriakolis often received Riders to their estate, evident from the drake tower, signifying they might be more martial inclined rather than trade inclined. You are intrigued by what kind of things you would find in this private armory.

Passing the master bedroom, you stand before a large double door made of steel and wood. Standing beside you, Relia already holds a key, presumably to the private armory. You don't know when she took it, or where she put it, but you decide such things aren't really important.

"What kind of weapons and armors did your father store in here?" You ask to Relia. You are more than curious about this unknown father who you've just heard of now.

"To be honest, I have never entered the private armory, even before my father passed away. Only my parents and Xenophilus under my father's orders have ever entered the private armory, which basically means it has never been opened again after my father passed away except maybe for maintenance of the things inside by Xenophilus." Relia answers. Turning to you, she asks. "Should I open the door, Master?"

"Yes." Hearing your affirmative, Relia enters the key and turns it. You can hear an audible click as the lock opens. Stepping closer to the door, you grab the handles of the door and pull. The door opened, you then enter the private armory along with Relia.