Baroness Goes On Strike Manga Novels & Stories

"I don't know what happened between you and the boss, but he's been acting strange lately." Baron didn't elaborate on how Kane was acting, but his tone was unusually serious. Aria understood why Baron had come. A faint smile touched the corner of her lips as she picked up her juice cup. "So you're here to fight his battles?"

Moana tried to hide a smile as she said, "You will likely adjust to his method as soon as you are seated. Just remember, his rod needs some kind of movement to give up its seed, and you must provide that movement if he can't." "Thank you, Moana. " Moana hugged me and said," See this as any other chore and you will soon be done with it. No need to be ashamed. He is a stranger and will remain one. You won't have to see him again once his seed is well planted in you." Baron POV I collapsed back in bed and then growled with frustration. Damn her. "We must-what?! Why on earth can't she spill it out? Several questions but no answer. This realization forced me to relax back in bed.

“You need to check on the Boss. He's getting angry for no reason.” “Joye, that's normal.” The lady chuckled. “B- but…” The guy called Joye exclaimed. “He's not supposed to send Madam away. See, now he has made her cry!” “M- Madam…?” The lady frowned. “W- What Madam?” Haley looked away from the floor, lifting her head to meet the lady's gaze. A tall beautiful woman… they must be of the same age or she was slightly older. Why did her expression pale?

Dead! I flick the Katana sending blood flying before I sheathe it again. “Baron to issho ni yaritai koto o yari, horitsu o uragiru yuki no aru subete no hit oni messeji o okurimshou. Kore o Onryo no shiwazada to tsugeru.” (Do what you want with Baron, send the message to all who dares betray the laws. Tell them this is the work of the Onryo.)

Althea looked at the book. She headed out of the library and came across Arthur on her way back to the chamber. “Good day Baroness” Arthur bowed his head. “Good day Sir Arthur, I want to know if the Baron told you about my plans to get someone help me train how to fight better” “Oh about that, the Baron already made arrangements for that weeks ago since that is one of your mandatory routine as Baroness” “Hold on, did you say weeks ago?” “Yes Baroness, it’s compulsory that you learn how to fight very well”

His throat tore with a roar-half wolf, half man-forcing himself back, ripping himself away from the strike. The mist screamed. The ground shook as if Hollow Six itself despised his refusal. But Baron didn't bend. He hurled the blade down into the stone floor, sparks flaring. His burning eyes fixed on the shivering girl, not as prey, but as something untouchable. "Not her," he growled, voice ragged. "Never her." The fog trembled, twisting into shrieking faces, fury made sound. The Hollow had demanded submission, and Baron had spat in its face.

Now I don’t know when I’ll hear it again; I don’t know if we’ll ever fix what her father has done to her. I let out a sigh and held her closer to me. /“Baron, any news?”/ I ask my beast since he’s been quiet for hours already. Right now, that fox is the only one who can tell us what happened to Umiko. /“She’s refusing to speak to me,”/ Baron says in an annoyed huff. /“I didn’t want to bother you until I had an answer.”/

~Sai I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Wait… was Lola actually serious? She was going to throw me out of this restaurant? But for what reason exactly? Oh, right—she had managed to twist the situation, feeding everyone her version of the story. And now, she thought she could use it against me. Instead of panicking, I simply crossed my arms and took a bold step closer to her. “You want to mess with me, huh?” I said, my voice steady and challenging. “You want to throw me out of here? Then go ahead. Come on—throw me out yourself. I’d love to see you try, Lola.”

Now I understood why Baron wanted us to come here. It was the best decision. This was the best place. It had all started here, and it would end here. Whoever that person was, I would not forgive them. Melissa was my maid, my personal maid and our relationship might have been distant, it did not give the person that right to do this to my maid. “How did this happen, Baron?” Trenton asked. Baron could not talk, the anger in his face, the angry set of his jaw was enough to let me know he was ready to pummel whoever that might have done this to Melissa.

“The pay… we couldn’t resist…” “Did you see her face? Tattoos? Accent? Name?" I snapped. “N-no. Just the voice. Smooth. Confident. Like she wasn’t scared of you…She covered up. Didn’t want her face seen. We… we didn’t argue. The money was enough.” I stood silent for a second, nostrils flaring. I turned to Baron. "Strip him." Baron didn’t flinch. The guards stepped back as Baron yanked the prisoner up, blood smearing his hands as he cut away the ruined shirt and pants.