People can be corrupted in many ways, but I'm referring to a specific type, the sexual kind. Like falling for a man only because of his cock.
I want Laura and Yurdias to fall in love with my cock and my sexual abilities, but I doubt either of them will fall in love with me just because I took their virginity.
I guess my only option is to win them over by fucking them as many times as possible.
If each time we fuck makes them like me even just a little more, it should add up after numerous times, right?
Hah, you're ruined now. You're not my master or even a Scion anymore... How about living on as my sex slave? I still can't believe you lost everything. I would have killed you if it wasn't for your dick. Heh... You're a pathetic loser who'd be nothing without that cock.
Just in case things go south, I need to make sure I can at least survive as a 'living dildo.'
It would still be better than barely being kept alive to be used as a human battery to power the Infinite Labyrinth with all my limbs forcibly amputated.
The best possible scenario is me being crowned the king of Permarten. Hell, I'd even settle for being friends with benefits with these girls. Being treated as a living dildo isn't bad either. I just want to avoid being killed after getting sliced to ribbons.
Getting what I believe is a legendary stone, having Laura transform it into a weapon, and winning Yurdias to my side were all huge steps in the right direction.
It's time to get to business.
Laura and Yurdias were both asleep on the bed, naked.
They must be exhausted after getting fucked all night into the early morning by yours truly.
But my erection just won't die down.
Louie's cock constantly remained hard, like it's been starved for sex. It would soften up a bit only after fucking Laura unconscious. Even then, it never got flaccid.
Did this guy use a legendary stone on his cock?
I need to utilize my political influence and sexual prowess to their fullest, as they are my primary assets. However, it's still a bit scary to be wanting more, even after fucking two women to the point of unconsciousness.
Ding-ding.
I rang the bell on top of my table.
Although the room is completely soundproof, the bell sensed who I was and passed the ringing on to the maids outside.
"Yes, Scion!"
A tired maid walked through the door.
"Excuse— Mmph!"
Riiiight, it might stink a little here because I kept the windows shut through the night.
"I'm going to the dungeon. Make necessary preparations."
"To the dungeon…?"
"Indeed."
"Why would you do that?"
"What?"
"Oh, I mean… Umm…"
I examined the maid carefully.
She had braided hair and wore eyeglasses.
"What's your name?"
"My name is Emma, Scion."
She should be a boring, everyday NPC.
But my intuition tells me there's something special about her.
"How long have you been working here, Emma?"
"About 6 months, Scion."
"That's a decent amount of time."
I grabbed her by the shoulder.
"And you still haven't learned not to talk back?"
"...!!"
"You dare ask me why I'm going to the dungeon? Shall I ask your permission for every little thing?"
"I-I…"
"You arrogant bitch."
I grabbed her cheek and pushed her out of the room.
"You dare question me? What's happened to the standards of maid training?"
"I'm sorry…"
"Take it off."
"Pardon…?"
"Take your glasses off."
I shut the door behind me.
No one can leave the room until I open the door for them. This also means no one but I can enter the room.
I've already given Laura and Yurdias instructions to get themselves ready after they wake up.
While I find myself another must-have.
"I said take your glasses off. Are you deaf?"
"Erm…"
"Scion!"
Hasty footsteps approached me.
"Amy, who's in charge of training the maids?"
"I manage all the maids who serve you."
"I see. I'm sure you'll be happy to know this maid talked back to me."
I know I'm being unreasonable. However, I can do whatever I want because I'm a noble in a medieval world!
"You know you're responsible for this, right?"
"I apologize for the inadequate training, Scion."
"Let's see…"
SLAP!
A terrifyingly loud slap echoed through the hall.
I just wanted her to take her glasses off, but Amy slapped the shit out of her.
Crack.
Her glasses shattered into tiny pieces across the floor.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Amy slapped her repeatedly.
Amy was assaulting Emma. Even I thought it was too much.
But I shouldn't interfere.
If Amy's the one doing this, it must be an ordinary thing in this world.
Also, I'm the one who made a fuss, so I should just let Amy carry out the punishment.
"Amy," I called out, interrupting her as it appeared Emma had learned her lesson.
"Yes, Scion."
"I'm going down to the dungeon. Please take over Emma's duties."
"Understood, Scion. May I continue to discipline her afterwards?"
"Hmm…"
I turned my back towards Emma.
"She deserves it."
A normal maid wouldn't talk back to me.
Only a spy would do that.
I guess these damned Imperial spies even want to find out how big my dick is.
***
"..."
Emma held her cheek and calmly picked up pieces of what used to be her glasses.
"Tsk…"
They're completely ruined.
She carefully placed the pieces in her pocket.
"Are… Are you okay?"
"I'm okay, everyone."
Maids gathered around her after hearing the commotion. One of them handed Emma a handkerchief.
Emma spat blood out of her mouth.
"Haa…"
Her hands trembled in fury.
"That fucking piece of shit caught on so quickly."
"You have to be careful. He's acting weird nowadays. It's like he's on his period or something."
"I didn't think he'd do that to me just for asking him a question. Fuck… Do any of you know why he wants to go down there? Have you heard anything?"
"Well…"
One of the maids whispered in her ear.
"What? All this bullshit just because he wanted to go down to the dungeon to fuck some girl?"
"Shhh! Be quiet!"
"Haa… Shit."
Emma gritted her teeth.
"Let's report back when it becomes clear that he really went down there to fuck some girl and not to win over a guild."
The broken frame of her glasses caught a glint of light.
***
There are too many prying eyes on me.
Did I really overreact? Nope.
I'm certain she was up to something.
"Amy."
"Yes, Scion."
"Aren't you curious why I'm going down to the dungeon?"
"A maid must not question her duties. My role is to follow your commands."
What a perfect servant she is.
"About that maid…"
We were at the end of the hallway, walking down towards the dungeon. No one should be able to hear what we are talking about.
"There's no way she's a spy from the Empire, right?"
"Would you like me to check?"
"Yes, though I doubt it."
I need to ascertain whether I overreacted or if what I remember still holds true.
The Empire possesses a special spy squad capable of collecting information through their magical glasses.
But…
What if she was merely an inexperienced maid, and my suspicions were misplaced?
Shit, I hope I was right…
"Amy, we need to talk about the maids' uniforms. Glasses are banned from now on."
"Pardon? I mean, I understand. I will pass this on to the Countess."
"I will tell you the reason because I'm sure Mother will ask for it."
I stroked Amy's face with my hand.
"I fucking hate those ugly glasses."