CHAPTER 89: DUAL CULTIVATION (18+)

"Hmm? Your Highness. Sorry for the disrespect."

Garrick was stunned to see the Eldest Princess Sera suddenly open the door quietly and close it right behind her.

He was just about to open the door himself after knocking. Fortunately, he didn’t.

"No worries. Now, say, what’s the problem? Why are you here?"

Once outside, Sera returned to her usual stoic expression, ordering Garrick to explain the reason for his interruption. She couldn’t allow anyone to enter the meeting room now.

"Eh? Cough... Your Majesty, sorry for the disrespect, but the news is for Sir Lucien. If you would please let me enter—"

"No. You can’t enter."

Garrick was confused and awkwardly tried to ask Sera to move aside, only to be cut off before he could even finish his sentence.

Moreover, from the way Sera looked at him with those cold, ruthless eyes, he felt that if he said even one more word about going inside, she might burn him on the spot.

’What happened to her? Are the rumors outside... true?’

He couldn’t help but wonder if the rumor that the Eldest Princess of the Edoria Kingdom was a hothead and reckless might be true.

"Cough... I mean, Lucien is busy discussing some confidential matters with my sister. No one is allowed to enter while they’re inside."

Sera quickly realized her slip and coughed to smooth over the awkwardness, offering a light explanation.

She wasn’t lying, though. Lucien and Lilith were indeed busy doing confidential things that no one should see.

Only... it wasn’t the kind of thing Garrick could even begin to imagine.

"Oh? I see. Sorry for the disturbance then."

Garrick immediately realized he had picked the worst possible moment, lowered his head in apology, and turned to leave.

He didn’t want to irk this rude princess accidentally.

"Sigh... Seems like I’ll have to ask Lady Seraphine to wait a bit longer."

He couldn’t help but mumble with a sigh as he started walking back the way he came, only to be stopped by Sera, who suddenly called out to him in a slightly raised voice.

"Who is waiting?"

"Hmm?"

"I asked, who is waiting for Lucien?"

Sera asked, her tone sharp and curious, catching Garrick off guard with her sudden questioning.

But since she was a princess, and there was no reason to hide the matter anyway, Garrick quickly answered lightly.

"It’s Madam Seraphine. She came to meet Sir Lucien, her son, for some matters."

"What? His mother?"

To Garrick’s surprise, the moment he mentioned who it was, Sera’s face lit up with excitement.

"Let’s go."

And then, even more shockingly, she started walking ahead, looking unusually eager.

’What does she mean by that?’

Garrick was completely confused. It was Lucien’s mother who came to visit him, not hers.

So why was this princess this excited?

"What are you staring at? Let’s go. Lucien will take his time. Do you want to leave his mother waiting all by herself?"

Sera noticed Garrick frozen in place and lightly scolded him.

"But there is—"

"Okay, okay, no need to talk so much. Just take me to her already."

"What’s with Lucien, really? Doesn’t he have anyone besides yappers like you standing guard? How can I let my mother wait alone?"

Just as Garrick was about to explain that besides Madam Seraphine, there were two other guests present, he was rudely cut off and even directly called a yapper

, making his face go completely black.

But what could he say? She was a princess after all. And even if she wasn’t, with her cultivation level, she could crush him without even blinking.

Poor guy could only lower his head and obediently lead the way for Sera, who seemed a little too excited.

Still, while walking down the corridor, he couldn’t help but feel a bit strange.

’Why is Her Majesty calling Madam Seraphine "her mother"...?’

He couldn’t understand it, but also didn’t dare ask. Somehow, his warrior instincts were warning him: if he dared to question her now, she might actually burn him alive right here.

So, Garrick wisely stopped thinking, turned his eyes to the front, and focused on simply guiding her. He led Princess Sera directly to the room where Mother Seraphine was waiting.

’Woah...am I...am I... going to meet my mother-in-law? This early? Isn’t this...’

’...isn’t this a little...’

’...too exciting?’

Fortunately, Garrick didn’t glance back; otherwise, he would’ve had one hell of a shock seeing the huge grin on Sera’s face, bright with anticipation.

Just one look, and anyone could tell: for whatever reason, Sera was excited and really looking forward to this meeting.

She even used her mana to adjust her dress, making herself appear neat and elegant, while unconsciously fixing her slightly tousled hair from their earlier fight.

The anticipation in her eyes was so strong that anyone could see it from afar.

’I must impress her before Lilith...’

Poor Lucien, while he was inside, having a blast kissing Lilith, another one of her sisters, whom he had also kissed, was already on her way to meet his mother behind his back.

Not to mention, in all her excitement, Sera had completely forgotten Lucien’s order to watch the door.

Now, the meeting room was unguarded, with two people inside, lost in their carnal desires, fully consumed by lust.

Now, all they could do was hope no one accidentally walked in on their debauchery.

"Mmm~~ No, Lucien... Mmm~~ Don’t touch... there..."

Well, it seemed, they weren’t even in a state to hope or care about what was happening outside, as both of them were far too busy exploring each other’s bodies, drowning in heat and instinct.

Lucien even growled lowly against her neck, his breath hot and ragged, as one of his hands climbed to her bosom, groping it roughly through her clothes, fingers pressing in roughly.

"~~Mmmph!"

At the same time, his other hand slid down, gripping her thick thigh before lifting it high and hooking it around his waist, pulling her in until his lower body pressed firmly against Lilith’s soft core, drawing a sharp yelp of protest from her lips.

"Ahn~ L-Lucien, wait...!"

But Lucien wasn’t listening anymore.

His mind was hazy, nearly lost in the haze of desire and this strange sense of euphoria.

The Seed of Lust inside him felt like it was burning through his veins.

Moreover, he already realized that the more their bodies connected, the more the seed pulsed, syncing with the one inside Lilith.

Strangely, the marks they shared within each other’s minds acted as a bridge, deepening their connection.

It was like a circuit forming a bond between them, allowing their bodies to resonate in a strange rhythm, with the Seed of Lust at its core.

Maybe it was because of this that Lucien and Lilith had already realized: the more they indulged in their carnal desires and synced their Seeds of Lust, the more their bodies began to reap the benefits.

They were already unconsciously drawing mana from the entire meeting hall toward themselves, absorbing it without realizing.

Lucien could even feel his mana rising rapidly.

But more than that, it was being refined within them through a strange circulation that intensified with every second their bodies remained entangled.

Honestly, it felt like some twisted form of dual cultivation, adapted for a mana-filled world.

It was something more desirable and addictive than simple lust or sex.

Lucien and Lilith were already indulging in this new sensation, gaining power while lost in each other’s embrace.

Lucien had even forgotten he was only supposed to kiss Lilith, as his hands were already slipping inside her clothes, intending to grab her bare bosom, while his lower body had begun to instinctively grind against her.

They were clearly overwhelmed by the lust, completely unaware of their surroundings, until a soft yet sharp voice of surprise suddenly broke their reverie.

"Wha—?! L-Lucien?!"