Maid of Secrets

Seeing Skylar drink the wine, Savannah straightened up, bowed to him, and said softly, "Skylar greets Young Master Malfoy Savannah. I was quite ignorant and offended you on the Ghost Ship..."

She raised her head, her icy blue eyes meeting Skylar's directly, without the slightest hesitation or fear, only a resolute and unwavering self-reflection. "Please punish me, or grant me a chance to atone."

Skylar waved his hand gently and said, "Since you are Karkaroff's adopted daughter, let bygones be bygones. You don't need to take those little things to heart anymore."

"Her loyalty... is beyond doubt," Karkaroff quickly added, his voice unconsciously lowering, a hint of flattery in his eyes. "Savannah has been by my side since she was three years old. Under my years of careful tutelage, loyalty has become an instinct ingrained in her bones. As long as you, Master Malfoy, say the word, no matter what you ask her to do, she will obey absolutely without the slightest thought of disobedience."

Then he gave a lewd smile that any man would understand and said in a very low voice, "Savannah the goddess in the hearts of many male students at Durmstrang, but under my strict discipline, she has never had any one-on-one or intimate contact with any man. She is actually still a virgin."

Skylar coughed slightly, feeling a little awkward. Savannah was outstanding in both appearance and talent, and with her aloof and unapproachable ice queen aura, it was no wonder that she was the goddess admired by boys. However, the huge gap between the roles—such a cold and proud beauty suddenly becoming his humble maid—still made Skylar feel strange.

This was the second time someone had "gifted" a maid to Skylar. Although having maids was not unusual in Europe noble families, Skylar had always been independent and had no habit of needing to be served. He rarely even had the House of Malfoy's House Elf at his beck and call. But both times, he had reasons he couldn't refuse— Latifa's existence ensured that Skylar and those around him had an extra life, and Savannah, in addition to her special magical combat abilities, could also provide assistance in many of the Sleeping Dragon Society's affairs.

After a long pause, Skylar slowly looked at Savannah. She stood ramrod straight, her expression calm, without the slightest hesitation or resistance.

"I'd like to know your thoughts," Skylar said calmly.

Savannah knelt on one knee without the slightest hesitation, her movements meticulous, as if this were a sacred ritual she had rehearsed countless times. She raised her head, looking directly at Skylar, her icy blue eyes unwavering, filled only with steadfast conviction.

"From the day my parents died, Karkaroff has been Savannah's second parent, and his commands are my mission—since he commands me to serve you, from this day forward, you are my master," her voice was calm, clear, and devoid of emotion, yet carrying an unwavering sense of duty, "I will serve you, assist you, obey your every command, and dedicate everything to you."

Skylar looked down at her, a slow smile playing on his lips, a meaningful glint in his eyes. Karkaroff might seem unreliable at times, but he was certainly skilled at training his subordinates. Whether it was his students from Durmstrang or Savannah, they were all trained to be like Muggle soldiers, possessing iron discipline, meticulous rigor, and unwavering loyalty.

"Very good, rise," his voice was deep and pleasant. "From now on, you will follow me! I have a secret base in Great Britain, where you will live and be responsible for handling all correspondence and intelligence exchanges from Germany, Northern Europe, and Eastern Europe. I will have a House Elf connect with you; you can find me through it if you have any questions—"

Skylar had already decided to have her live in Ella Cottage so that her existence would be kept secret from everyone, and she could secretly handle his new connections and intelligence network. As for the letters that were mailed directly to him, they could be delivered by House Elf.

"Furthermore—" Skylar's eyes gleamed with a strange light, and he said in a solemn voice, "I formally bestow upon you the title of 'Maid of Secrets,' granting you the power to be free from the rules and regulations of the Malfoy clan and family, and to obey only my commands." With that, he extended his right hand and gently touched Savannah's silver-white hair from a distance.

A faint, indistinct bell sound echoed in the void. Savannah emitted a faint white light, her resolute face showing no change in expression, but an extremely profound power seemed to form an invisible connection between her and Skylar.

"Savannah obeys Master's command." For the first time, a faint smile appeared on Savannah's cold face. Even Karkaroff, who was standing beside her, was shocked by this smile. She felt as if her heart was being filled by a mysterious power, and a long-lost warmth appeared in her cold heart.

She lowered her head, reached out without hesitation, gently lifted Skylar's right hand, and respectfully kissed the back of his hand as a sign of loyalty.

[Acquire "Maid of Secrets" Savannah Karkaroff!]

"Well then, let's go!" Skylar gently helped Savannah to her feet, then turned to Karkaroff and said, "I'm very pleased with your gift, Karkaroff. If there's anything else, I'll have my House Elf send you a message. Now, farewell."

"Yes, Master Malfoy, please take care." Karkaroff said respectfully with a victor's smile.

"France, Provence, Delacour Manor!" As the flames in the fireplace rose, Skylar, arm in arm with Savannah, stepped into the fireplace.

Located in the middle of rolling lavender fields near the French Riviera, the Delacour Manor combines luxurious aristocratic style with the tranquil elegance of nature with its azure roof and white stone walls.

In the ornately decorated hall, Skylar and Savannah emerged hand in hand from the fireplace. Both were handsome men, appearing as if they had stepped out of a painting, immediately attracting the attention of everyone in the hall.

The spacious hall was filled with about fifty people, with the guards of the Delacour Family and the guards of Skylar's other allied families in France, such as the Evreux Family, Bonacord, and Amorinu Family, standing at the front. The total number of these people was about 30.

They were all dressed in matching black outfits, their identities only distinguished by the clan crests draped over their left shoulders. Everyone was solemn and silent, gripping their wands tightly, clearly ready for action.

At the very end of the front line, Sarf, in a dark green robe and cloak, and Latifa, in a snow-white wizard's robe, were already waiting. Upon seeing Skylar, Sarf immediately gave him a charming smile, while Latifa gave her usual sweet, aristocratic smile. Skylar nodded to them in return.

The two of them shouldn't have arrived much earlier than him, because Skylar had only sent them the urgent summons notice after he saw the intelligence Skylar Delacour Family had passed on to him at the breakfast table this morning.

The fact that they were able to arrive here in such a short time was largely thanks to the highly efficient communication system established by the Sleeping Dragon Society under Skylar's strict requirements, which allowed Sarf and Latifa to receive timely notifications. In addition, the various forces under Skylar's command had long been connected on the Floo Network, enabling them to gather manpower in one place in the shortest possible time, demonstrating extremely strong organizational mobility.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, all in one look!

Standing at the back of the group were about twenty more warriors, transferred from the Silver Spear Organization. There were a total of twenty Silver Badge Battle Mages, led by a voluptuous young woman. According to Skylar, this leader was Desiree Akhahet, a direct disciple of "Knight," one of the Four Silver Spear Archwizards. She had just turned 20 this year, yet was already a Gold Badge Battle Mage.

As is well known, the Silver Spear Organization is an organization composed of duelists. Members frequently engage in duels, and the ultimate reward is "points" for the winner. Only by accumulating a certain number of points can one improve their status within the organization. Among them, the gold badge is the highest level, followed by the silver badge, and the bronze badge is the lowest. As for those members who have not even obtained a badge, they are basically just peripheral members, and their combat strength can be ignored.

It is widely believed that the overall combat strength of Gold Badge Battle Mages is no less than that of elite Auror from various countries' Ministry of Magic.

"Skylar, you've arrived just in time. The Portkey will be activated in three minutes," Mr. Delacour said.

The Portkey Charm is also regulated in France, but this did not deter Mr. Delacour, a master herbalist. He obtained permission from the French Ministry of Magic beforehand, claiming he was going to the mountains of Eastern Europe to collect and study herbs, and created the Portkey using a mark made by Phoebe.

As the various small objects serving as Portkey emitted a dazzling light, everyone touched them simultaneously.

Set off!