Chapter 74

As if to tell me that there wasn't total darkness in my future, as soon as I entered the house, I saw Rayla teetering across the room, making her way to the kitchen...

BUCK NAKED.

Seeing her swaying hips would have made me hard as a pole, but unfortunately, that wasn't possible at the moment. And since I had to be at work and possibly take care of a noble lady, I had to save my dick action for the day for her.

But that didn't mean I couldn't have my breakfast.

I approached Rayla once she had started cutting some vegetables, and once sure her knife wouldn't get in the way, I grabbed her ass with a handful.

"Oh!" She yelped a bit before she calmed down and turned to me with a smile, "There you are, sweetie. I went to your room to wake you up, but you weren't there."

All the while she said that, I cupped her ass and dug my fingers in her soft, pillowy ass and said, "I was in the backyard."

"Then why don't you take a bath and I prepare something to eat for you?" Rayla said with a smile and continued to cook the vegetables while I let go of her soft marshmallow and made my way to her ass crack, once again reminding myself that she had another hole aside from her pussy.

Things have been so hectic lately that I didn't have any time for her or the rest of the women in the family. I never thought a day would come when I would say that. How low have I fallen?

"Uhm~" Rayla moaned slightly, her figure becoming tense, but she loosened up a bit and said, "Sweetie, if you do this, you will be lat-upp!!!"

She stopped midway when I inserted one finger inside her in an instant. Her pussy wasn't wet, but it wasn't dry either. It was the perfect blend of moist.

"It's all right, Mother," I replied before I knelt down behind her and cast the skill [Cleanse] on her. Although I was hungrier for her watermelon juices, in this position, my nose would still be buried in her asshole, so there was no harm in cleaning her up.

I did the same to her pussy, which also dried the juices that were on the outside, but it wasn't a difficult task to get her wet and gushing again.

In no time, after rubbing her hidden clit for a while, she was wet again, her moans echoing in the room, and I sniffed her pussy ready for devouring.

I extended my tongue and gave her a long lick.

"Aiaan~~!" She moaned out loud, and that only pushed me to go further. I probed her pussy entrance with my tongue, slithering my way inside her moist and tasty cave.

"Oh, sweetie~~ It feels sooo gooood~~" Rayla had also learned the art of moaning, although not as good as Sandra. I guess every woman in this world was special in one aspect only.

Anyway, I did my tongue work until I had had my fill and made Rayla cum two times, which she surprisingly managed to pull through. She didn't fall like last time, but her legs were a little weak.

"Hmm~~ Thank you, sweetie," Rayla said, kissing me on the cheek, and I smiled and kissed her on her lips, entering my tongue in her mouth, which she welcomed without hesitation and mingled with her own.

"Hm~~" She let go of me after a few seconds and asked, a little curiosity in her tone, "What's that sour taste in your mouth, sweetie? I feel like I have tasted it before. Ah yes," She thought for a while and said, "Yesterday, Martha had a similar taste, although a little milder."

She was talking on her own while trying to regain strength in her legs, and once she was done talking, I simply smiled and replied, "It's nothing, Mother. We will talk about it another time. I'll have my bath now."

"Okay, sweetie," Rayla said with an affectionate smile. I smiled as well, but left for the bathroom. I had a lot to do for the day, and I had no idea what headaches would come my way.

And I wasn't wrong.

As soon as I was finished with breakfast, left for work, and arrived at the mansion a few feet away from our house, I saw an even bigger group of guards than yesterday.

Knights in similar silver armor but with a different crest than yesterday. The knights of the baron were still present, but the additional knights didn't belong to the baron. If I had to guess, they belonged to the 'Elder' Zara was talking about yesterday.

"Who are you?" The knight at the gate stopped me, the one with a different crest from yesterday.

"My apologies. I am Squire Jack, and I work here." I politely replied with a smile. He gauged me for a while before he said, "My apologies, Squire Jack. I was a little on guard today. You can go right ahead."

The knight wasn't an asshole like the knightess from yesterday and didn't make a fuss of any kind, even though I was technically lower ranked than him.

Once I was inside, I saw more knights standing in the hallway, the lobby, the corridors, and the place they were most congested was the living room, a type of area for receiving and seating guests.

"You're here, Jack." I heard Zara's voice, who was elegantly dressed, but the expression on her face faltered ever so slightly when she saw me.

And, the slight sound of vibration fell in my ears. This woman was wearing a buttplug in her asshole while there were at least twenty people around her.

Damn, that was hot.

"Ah. So this is the Jack I heard so much about. A talent worth my attention." I heard an aged but composed voice next while I was focused on Zara.

I turned to look at an old man, well built but not overly buff, which told me he wasn't a knight, but he wasn't a mage either. He was most likely an agile class, an archer, or an assassin.

His expression was one that stared deep inside one's soul, as if he had known me long before we met.

So it was him.

"This is my father, Jack. Greet him." Zara hurriedly said.

My eyes widened slightly, but I immediately bowed, concealing my surprise, and said, "Squire Jack, at your service, Sire."

"Hohoho. What a well-mannered young man." The old man replied, but he didn't introduce himself. Instead, he said, "But don't forget to greet Lord Ruuthaven as well. I imagine you haven't met before?"

"No, sire, we haven't." I replied before I turned to the pot-bellied ugly bastard the old man was talking about greeted him as well, "An honor to be in your presence, Lord Ruuthaven."

"Hmph! What is a commoner doing here?" The fat shit called me names and expressed his anger. I was caught off guard so much that even my smile was so close to faltering.

"Now, now, Lord Ruuthaven. He may be a commoner, but he is a rare talent and a talent of the kingdom. He might make a fine lord himself someday. If he works hard, that is." He said the last phrase while looking at me.

"I shall try my hardest, my lord," I replied.

"That is a good spirit, young man." He replied with a smile before he turned to Ruuthaven, who didn't have a good expression on his face due to my presence, and asked, "If I recall correctly, Lord Ruuthaven was here to investigate the disappearances of beasts from the accursed forest, correct?"

"Ah, yes, lord Carlson. Bellick notified me of the problem a few days ago, relaying how it had affected the economy of the town and how many people were leaving. He asked for my assistance, to which I was a little late to reply, and he left on his own. I intend to follow him, or perhaps catch him on my way in, and investigate together." Ruuthaven rehearsed the lines he had prepared before; even the soldier standing next to me could tell that.

But, there were no holes in his explanation, which also meant no one could say anything about it.

"I see. I see." The old man surnamed Carlson replied, "Well, he also contacted me and told me of the issue. I placed it before his majesty the king, and he thinks I should personally lead an investigative unit as well, but seeing as you're here, I should put my mind at ease that this case is in reliable hands."

A subtle throw of power while keeping the fat ugly bastard from finding anything to retort about due to the praises that had been sung about him.

And this was how exactly the game of politics was played. Keeping those narrow-minded individuals in line while also leaving them speechless.

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