Chapter 71

"May I ask why you are not wearing any pants, young lady?" I asked as I cupped Cassandra's ass, with her permission, of course. I wasn't crazy about touching a noble while keeping this obedient facade up. Until I knew for sure who was behind Zara, I planned to keep myself within my limits.

"When I woke up next to Mother, she asked me to call for you. I decided to fetch you myself and didn't want to waste time, so I only donned a shirt." She simply replied while my fingers snaked between her ass cheeks, looking for her moist cave, thrilled to find her slightly wet.

"Hm~"

She moaned slightly as I parted her pussy with my fingers and inserted my middle finger in her moist and warm cave. She was still too tight, so much so that the pressure on my finger was no joke.

"Do you plan on doing that all the time?" Cassandra asked, slight annoyance in her voice. And no, she wasn't offended by being molested. The reason she was offended was...

"If we go at this pace, it will take us ages. You can play with my vagina when we arrive, so move faster now." She said, pulling herself off my finger, letting me feel the chill of the outside from the confines of her warm cave.

I simply nodded, not wanting to annoy her any further, and hoped to have fun with her later. The more beautiful women were being added to my daily life, the more I wanted to fix my dick.

Fortunately, as if the universe was finally on my side for once, as we arrived at Zara's room, who was sitting on her backbone so the buttplug wouldn't bother her too much, the buttplug that was still vibrating and giving her pleasure given the state of her wet pussy, she immediately asked Cassandra to close the door and asked me to sit before her.

As I did so, she asked, "As you know, tomorrow is the day my husband is scheduled to return. Before then, I want to talk about our deal."

"Yes, Lady Zara," I replied.

Zara shook her head and said, "If you want to join our organization, then I, who have been there before you and am more powerful than you, must be addressed as Senior Zara when we're alone or discussing the business of the organization. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Senior Zara," I replied, catching on fast.

"Good. Now let me tell you a little about our organization. There exist two organizations on this continent. One belongs to the supremest who believe all production of common children should come to a halt."

"And then there's us. The rebellion. We believe that all production is a result of the goddess Kaya and we should not meddle with it, whether common, noble, or royal breed." Zara then introduced the purpose of her organization.

Yeah, she didn't need to explain any further. While the motive of their organization sounded admirable, considering they wished for common breeds, which was what I thought it was, to keep being produced, the original motive could also be seen as that they would lose the servants and those who work for them.

In other words, one organization wished to change the old ways and rid the world of common filth, and one organization wanted to stick to the old ways, producing servants and soldiers for war.

Cannon fodder in one sense.

"May I ask a question, Senior Zara?" I asked.

"You do not have to treat me as a noble. When we're like this, we're discussing the business of the organization." She reminded me that I didn't need to ask for permission for everything and then said, "Ask what you want to know."

"Is there a difference in talent in terms of breeds?" I asked.

"Yes. Common breeds, such as yourself, don't grow as quickly as us, and they have a certain limit. They cannot go beyond C rank."

"As for nobles, they have higher talent levels, and they can reach up to A to S rank. As for the royals, they have the highest level of talent and can reach the upper echelons of S rank, reaching the peak even. But even then, it is very difficult to do so despite having talent. But reaching the lower rank of S rank is for sure for a royal if they diligently train every day."

Upon Zara's explanation, I concluded that the method of children being born was a little different, and not the same for everyone.

"I see." There was no other question I needed to ask about this. I could derive a basic idea of what was going on on my own. The only question I had was, "Where are the children born then?"

"They are born in the holy land, the temple of Kaya. There are very few around the continent, and our nation is one of the few that has its own temple." Zara replied.

Which meant not everyone had this temple, and, call me crazy, but I think it was a type of trade as well.

"Then why am I, a common breed, having such high talent, Senior Zara?" I asked.

"There are instances where talentless children are born, very rare situations, even among the royal or noble faction, and just like so, talented children like you can also be born from the common breed," Zara replied.

"So it's a very rare situation?" I asked.

"I don't remember when it was the last time, but there have been records of a common breed becoming the king of a small nation and some more here and there," Zara replied.

"I see." I nodded once again and asked the last question on my mind, "Where is the temple of Kaya, Senior Zara?"

"The city dedicated to the temple of Kaya is known as Lodinum," Zara replied. I remembered reading about Lodinum, so I knew about it, but I didn't know the involvement of this goddess known as Kaya.

Either it was top secret information, or it was so common that no one ever bothered to write it in books. And not like anyone has ever mentioned her ever since I came here. Nor my family, nor this one. All I heard was the mention of a church.

"Is the church temple located in our city an extension of them?" I asked.

"Oh, no. The church is a separate organization that worships the god of war, Arut. They have weird divinity on par with the priestesses of the Kaya. Hence their reputation." Zara replied.

"I see..." I replied, but hesitated to ask the next question. Okay, I only acted to do so, and it worked as Zara asked, "What is it?"

I once again put the act of hesitation before I asked, "May I ask what organization the lord follows?"

Although it was obvious from the flow of conversation, I still needed to know. And also, if the inquisition that would follow would be high-level, considering the lord's level in the organization, or was I destined to be disappointed?

"My husband, as you must have gleaned from this conversation, was a supremest," Zara replied.

"I see." I once again simply replied. I couldn't ask the simple question that was his standing in the organization high enough that the organization would send someone capable to investigate his murder? Such as a couple of B rank or perhaps even an A rank.

How good would that be? All my problems would be solved in an instant.

But there was a roundabout way of asking.

"Would the lord be angry if he were to somehow find out mine or yours connection to the organization?" I asked. She still hadn't told me her organization's name, but I had an inkling it was a lame one.

"Do not worry. He was getting close to finding out about me, but he would never find out again." Zara replied.

"Wh-why?" I showed slight hesitation in my question as if I understood the underlying meaning to some extent, and as expected, she chuckled and replied...

"Because he will never be returning from this hunt."

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Zara dismissed me after telling me that the matters of the organization were top secret and I shouldn't discuss them with anyone. Even the members of my family. She also asked me to keep my mouth shut about the conspiracy against the lord. Well, considering I was the main culprit, that warning was unnecessary.

Anyway, with this conversation, I had come to realize that there was more to this world than just free use. The reproduction method, organizations, breed rankings, and such.

I had a strong inkling the future would be full of headaches and even if my dick was cured, I wouldn't be able to enjoy myself fully until I was in he spot where no one in the world could say a word to me.

The only way to do that was to grow stronger quickly, which sounded impossible at the time, given that there was nothing to kill. There was the rat stuff, but I didn't ask anything about that. Either Zara wasn't connected to it at all, and questions would arise, or if she was, then the question of my involvement would arise as well.

Better to keep it down and wait for an opportunity.

Hopefully...

Clack!

Clack!

'One would come very soon.' I thought as I passed a group that was heading somewhere down the hall, but I couldn't focus on them due to my focus.

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