Depraved Noble: Forced To Live The Debaucherous Life Of An Evil Noble!

Julie stared at the bottle in her hand, her expression unreadable. Her mind raced, trying to make sense of what was happening.

When she first realized that Cassius had Angel's Tears, she had thought—naively—that perhaps he had been gracious enough to part with a few of the only bottles he had left.

But now?

Now, it was clear—

He had more than she ever imagined.

She was already regretting drinking the first bottle, and now she was holding another one like it was just some cheap remedy handed out in bulk.

Julie wasn't alone in her disbelief.

Aisha, who had been quietly processing, let out a slow, shaky breath, her delicate fingers tightening around the delicate glass.

"No way." Aisha muttered, turning the bottle over as if she expected the answer to be hidden somewhere in the liquid itself. "I can't believe I'm holding this again."

Even Skadi, normally unbothered by details, had stopped wagging her tail.

But before any of them could say anything—

Isabelle, noticing the hesitation in their expressions, spoke up again.

"Young Master knew you would hesitate to accept his gifts." She said gently, her tone soft, almost reassuring.

Her next words, however, hit like a thunderclap.

"So you don't have to worry." Isabelle continued with a bright, innocent smile. "As these aren't the last of his supply and he has plenty to spare."

The air stilled, as Aisha snapped her head up, her eyes wide.

"…Plenty to spare?" She repeated, her voice slow, as if she were making sure she had heard correctly.

Julie, meanwhile, felt something twist uncomfortably in her chest.

Plenty.

Plenty.

A potion so rare that not even royalty could obtain it without serious cause, and Cassius had it in such large numbers that he was treating it like—

Like it was nothing.

Aisha, still trying to grasp the sheer insanity of it, let out a strained chuckle. "Just how many does he have?" She demanded, her voice laced with a mixture of disbelief and exasperation.

Isabelle tilted her head thoughtfully, then, as if recalling something, clasped her hands together.

"Oh! Master said that if any of the maids urgently need it—if they or their family members suffer from horrible wounds—they can approach him and receive their potion reserved for them."

There was a moment of utter silence and then Aisha let out a long, slow breath, pressing a hand to her forehead.

"I…" She trailed off, her voice weak. "I need a moment."

Julie, however, was less amused. She slowly turned toward Isabelle, her green eyes gleaming with disbelief.

"Are you telling me..." She said carefully, her voice controlled. "...that Angel's Tears is included in the employee benefits package for all the maids working under him?"

Isabelle nodded cheerfully. "Yes!"

Aisha threw her arms in the air.

"Which place..." She asked dramatically. "Which place actually gives their employees a potion that even the king himself only rarely sees as a workplace benefit?"

Skadi, who had been silent until now, finally snapped out of her shock.

"Hold on, hold on, hold on—" She waved her hands wildly, shaking her head. "You're telling me that if I get stabbed in the gut tomorrow, I can just walk up to any of the maids and say, 'Hey, patch me up,' and they'll just hand me one of these?"

Isabelle nodded again.

Julie could feel a headache forming.

But Isabelle wasn't finished.

"Actually..." She added. "All the knights who were wounded just now were given that very potion as well."

Julie felt her entire body tense. Aisha, midway through rubbing her temples, suddenly froze.

Julie then turned her head toward Isabelle, her eyes narrowing. "…All of them?"

Isabelle nodded, completely unfazed.

"Yes." She confirmed. "Master didn't want anyone suffering, so every knight who was injured received a full dose."

Julie and Aisha stared at each other. Their minds were racing, trying to calculate the implications of what they had just heard.

Julie was the first to speak.."If he gave it to all the knights…" She murmured. "...and he's reserved it for all the maids who need it…"

Aisha's face darkened.

"…That means he has to have over fifty bottles."

A suffocating silence followed. Julie's expression turned grim.

"Each regional church..." She murmured, her fingers tightening around the bottle. "...is only allocated five Angel's Tears at a time."

Aisha swallowed thickly.

"That means…"

The realization hit.

Cassius didn't just steal from the local church.

He must have also hit the churches in the surrounding regions as well.

And either—

A. They had already noticed but were keeping it quiet to save face.

Or B.

They hadn't even realized their precious potions was gone yet.

Aisha's eyes burned with sheer disbelief. "Are you telling me." She said, her voice rising slightly. "that Cassius didn't just rob one church?"

She let out a strained, almost hysterical laugh.

"He robbed them all?!"

Julie pinched the bridge of her nose, exhaling slowly.

"…It certainly looks that way."

Isabelle, watching their reactions, simply tilted her head.

"Master really is amazing, isn't he?" She said brightly, not exactly understanding the implications of her master's actions but was still proud of what her master did, as she too was someone who wasn't fond of the way the church operates.

Aisha clutched her forehead, looking one step away from either collapsing or screaming.

Julie…Well, she was wondering if she the master she had decided to serve was a high noble or actually a bandit who spent his free time looting churches.

Isabelle, seemingly oblivious to the way Julie and Aisha were teetering on the edge of mental collapse, continued to cheerfully add more fuel to the fire.

"Oh, and actually." She said with a bright, innocent expression. "Master originally wanted to give each of the knights a personal potion—just in case of an emergency."

The words hit Aisha like a hammer. She staggered slightly, the weight of that statement too much for her already exhausted body to handle.

Skadi, noticing her falter, instinctively let Aisha lean on her, holding her up like an older sister keeping a tipsy sibling from falling over.

Julie, on the other hand, felt the sudden, overwhelming urge to sit down.

'There's...even more?!'

"Sadly..." Isabelle continued, completely unbothered by their visible distress. "Since these potions are quite sensitive, Master decided they couldn't be publicly distributed."

Julie rolled her eyes.

Of course...Of course, they couldn't.

There was no way anyone could just start handing out Angel's Tears like they were rations. It would send shockwaves through the entire kingdom.

"So instead." Isabelle went on, her voice still so sweet. "He's decided to hand over a stock of them to the captain of the squad."

Julie froze, as her emerald eyes lifted slowly, already fearing what was coming next.

Isabelle smiled.

"And that's you, Captain Julie."

A heavy, almost deafening silence filled the space.

Julie didn't move.

Didn't blink.

Didn't breathe.

The realization crashed down on her like a landslide.

Cassius wasn't just giving them a few potions.

He was giving her an entire supply—and entrusting her with the responsibility of distributing them as she saw fit.

Which meant…The fate of these life-saving potions was now her burden.

Aisha, who had semi-recovered from her shock, shot Julie a look of pure sympathy.

"…You okay there, Captain?"

Julie let out a long, exhausted sigh.

"I'm thinking..." She muttered as she looked down at the patch of grass beneath her feet. "...of lying down and pretending this isn't happening."

Aisha patted her shoulder. "Same."

But Isabelle wasn't done yet.

"Oh!" She suddenly exclaimed, as if remembering something important.

Julie, still processing her new fate, barely lifted her head. "…What now?" Find exclusive stories on My Virtual Library Empire

Isabelle clasped her hands together, her gentle expression unchanging. "Young Master also said." She continued sweetly. "Just in case you refuse to accept his gift—either because of the implications or because of how it was obtained—then he'll just...dispose of them all."

Julie who was already expecting another shocking statement, felt her soul leave her body.

Aisha's tail immediately stood like a pole, while her drowsiness vanished instantly.

Even Skafi felt something wrong with what she just said.

Isabelle, however, continued saying, "He said that unless you want your knights to one day suffer horrible injuries and be helpless when they could all have access to a life saving potion, you'd better obediently accept what he's giving you."

"That...That absolute bastard." Aisha's mouth fell open slightly.

Julie let out a long, slow breath, closing her eyes.

Cassius had boxed her in completely.

She had originally been thinking of rejecting the potions because taking such a huge gift from her new master felt like an unsettling power shift.

But now?

Now, if she refused, it wouldn't just be her pride at stake.

Her knights—her family—would be the ones to suffer.

And Cassius knew it.

Julie clenched her jaw, her mind reluctantly surrendering. There was no backing out now.

But…

Even as she felt trapped, a part of her also felt...Relieved.

Because the truth was, she and her comrades lived in a world where death was always a breath away. Having something like this—something that could turn a fatal wound into nothing—was a luxury she never thought they'd have.

A gift she could never repay.

For a moment, just a brief one, she silently thanked Cassius in her mind. But before the weight of the decision could fully settle, Skadi suddenly stepped forward.

Julie, blinking in surprise, turned to her, half expecting her usual careless input—but something in Skadi's posture was steadier this time.

Skadi looked straight at Isabelle, her silver eyes calm, unwavering. "Don't worry." She said, her voice carrying an unusual seriousness beneath her casual tone. "Even if the Captain refuses, I'll take responsibility and go pick up the gifts from Master myself."

Julie raised a brow, caught slightly off guard. She had expected Skadi to joke, maybe brush the topic aside—not to outright declare that she would personally make sure the potions got to them.

For a moment, Julie felt a faint sense of relief.

It was clear Skadi was thinking about the safety of the squad—after all, despite her recklessness, she was always loyal to her comrades.

But just as Julie was about to thank her for being level-headed for once—

Skadi hesitated.

Her ears twitched slightly.

And then—

With the most reluctant expression, she muttered under her breath:

"…Also, the potion tastes really good."

Julie froze..Aisha, who had been half-listening, immediately snapped her head up.

"What?" She said, her voice dangerously flat.

Skadi fidgeted slightly. "I mean…" She avoided their piercing gazes, rubbing the back of her neck. "It was...sweet? And smooth? And it felt really nice going down, wasn't it?"

Aisha stared at her, pure disbelief in her amber.eyes. Julie, meanwhile, was pressing a hand to her forehead, as if she had just developed a migraine.

Skadi, still fidgeting, sighed. "Look, all I'm saying is—there's no way I'm letting such delicious treats go to waste."

Aisha's jaw dropped.

"Delicious treats?"

Skadi nodded. "Yeah! I mean, it's not like normal medicine—it actually tastes—"

But before she could finish, Aisha lunged.

Her hands latched onto Skadi's fluffy tail, yanking it sharply.

Skadi yelped. "HEY!"

Aisha, her face filled with pure exasperation, growled through clenched teeth:

"If you dare treat those potions like they're shots at the bar, I swear to god, I will pluck every single hair off this tail."

Skadi, horrified, immediately shielded her tail, stepping back.

"You wouldn't!" She gasped.

Aisha's eyes gleamed darkly.

"Try me."

Julie let out a slow, measured breath, her fingers twitching slightly in restrained frustration as she watched Skadi and Aisha's absurd bickering unfold.

She could already feel it happening—Skadi would escalate the taunting, Aisha would snap, and before they knew it, the two of them would be wrestling on the ground like a pair of unruly children.

And in front of Isabelle, no less. That was the real problem.

The maid had been nothing but polite and helpful, and here they were—acting like complete fools.

'I refuse to let this be how she sees us and ruin her image of us.'

So before the argument could turn physical, Julie moved swiftly, grabbing both Skadi and Aisha by the backs of their collars, yanking them apart with ease.

Aisha let out a muffled yelp, while Skadi—who had just been about to retaliate—suddenly found herself being held back like a misbehaving pup.

Julie, still gripping them, turned to Isabelle with a forced, composed smile.

"Apologies." She said, her voice cool and even, despite the two grown warriors squirming in her grasp. "My subordinates...get excited easily."

Isabelle simply tilted her head, completely unfazed.

"Oh, no, I don't mind at all." She said cheerfully. "You three seem very...lively."

Julie's smile twitched slightly.

Lively...That was one way to put it.

Wanting to move on quickly, Julie exhaled and loosened her grip slightly, though she still kept a firm hold on both of them.

"Anyway." She said, choosing her words carefully. "I'll be sure to pick up the potions later."

Her smile remained steady, professional.

"And I'll personally thank Master Cassius when the time comes."

She could feel Aisha and Skadi's confused stares, but ignored them. Isabelle, on the other hand, beamed.

"Young Master will be pleased to hear that." She said warmly.

Julie nodded, relieved that the conversation was now moving in a better direction. But just as she was about to say something else, she caught movement from the corner of her eye.

Her sharp emerald gaze flickered toward the well-lit courtyard in the distance—where a noticeable commotion was taking place.

The sounds of cheerful laughter, muffled voices, and even the faint melody of music reached her ears.

Her brows furrowed slightly.

"What's going on over there?" She asked.

Isabelle, noticing what she was referring to, brightened immediately.

"Oh!" she clasped her hands together. "That's the party Master arranged for you all."

Julie blinked. Aisha and Skadi stiffened slightly, sharing a quick glance before looking back at Isabelle.

Julie, trying to make sense of this information, frowned. "…Party?" She repeated, slowly.

Isabelle nodded, cheerfully.

"Yes! Master wanted to do something special to celebrate you all taking him in as your new master."

Julie stared at her. "Taking him in?"

Isabelle, still smiling as if this were the most normal thing in the world, continued happily.

"It's just a little something to help you relax after all the hardships you went through today."

Julie inhaled deeply, as she looked at the loud commotion happening not far away and the familiar voices coming from there.

"He didn't have to do that." She muttered, shaking her head.

"Master insists." Isabelle replied sweetly.

Julie had a strange feeling about whatever "party" Cassius had arranged, but before she could even protest further, Isabelle gestured toward the courtyard.

"Your knights have already started." She said. "Please, follow me."

For a moment, Julie, Aisha, and Skadi looked at each other. Each of them knew that accepting anything from Cassius came with strings attached.

But at the same time…

It had been a long day.

A very, very long day.

Julie sighed.

Aisha rolled her eyes

Skadi grinned.

And all three of them—reluctantly but curiously—followed Isabelle toward the courtyard, a little excited to see what this party was about...