Mordret had a lot on his plate. From the upcoming Beast Raid to villagers' problems, defense issues, survival concerns, and more. He contemplated these matters while savoring the delightful taste of cookies baked by the skilled Maria.
"My Lord?" Eliza's head tilted in confusion. The meeting with the chieftess had taken an unexpected turn. Maria's sudden request for the Viscount's assistance in the face of the beast raid had caught her off guard, but Mordret's response surprised her even more.
"What's going on, Ellie?" Due to his peculiar behavior, Mordret and Eliza found themselves in his chamber. Eliza sat on his lap, indulging him by hand-feeding him the cookies.
Mordret's hands explored her curvaceous form beneath the Victorian maid uniform. His warm breath tickled her cheeks, and his hands playfully traced her contours.
"Why are you so at ease, my Lord? Isn't it time for swift action?" Eliza's cheeks flushed, and she gasped for breath, embracing the affectionate attention her Lord showered upon her. While his actions were unexpected, she was no stranger to his behavior.
Meanwhile, 'Damn it! Her abs are incredibly firm!' Zephyr was utterly captivated by Eliza's flawless physique. 'I hope I'm matching Mordret's typical demeanor... After all, feudal Lords were often considered lustful.' Regardless of his goal, he aimed to stay in character.
Earlier, for some reason, Eliza had pouted and refused to disclose the reason. 'Was it because I praised Maria's baking skills in front of her? Or was it something else? I'm perplexed. But surely it wasn't due to my compliments about Maria's figure and beauty. Certainly not.' Zephyr was certain about this.
However, things settled down when he instructed her to sit on his lap. Her face blossomed with unbridled joy, and she willingly nestled against her Lord.
"But... My Lord, how will you resolve the villagers' problems? Especially before the impending Beast Raid?" Mordret hummed in response to Eliza's query, then surprised her by planting a gentle kiss on her cheek.
"W-what's going on, my Lord?" Flustered, Eliza's cheeks turned rosy as she met Mordret's composed gaze.
"I just thought your cheeks were soft, Ellie," Mordret nonchalantly replied, sidestepping the flow of conversation.
Despite maintaining a facade of composure, turmoil raged within him. 'Indeed. How the hell am I supposed to address the villagers' issues? Why did I even make such a statement?' The question gnawed at his mind.
According to reports, the Viscount had quarreled with the Lord of Peta, leading to a strain in their relationship. The Viscount disbanded his forces and vowed never to aid Mordret again unless he settled his taxes.
'However, it's not merely about taxes. There's likely something deeper beneath the surface.' Zephyr had meticulously examined numerous records but found nothing to dispel his doubts.
The root cause of their dispute remained shrouded in mystery. If he desired answers, he had two options.
First, confront the Viscount directly, or...
"Ellie, what comprises the Viscount's army?" The second option involved testing his servant's knowledge, extracting information hidden within forgotten memories.
"Knights under the Viscount's command, my Lord," Eliza began explaining. "Unlike Barons, Viscounts possess the right to one Knight per family. Knights being valuable kingdom assets, they're exclusively bestowed upon Viscounts and higher ranks." In acknowledgment of her insights, Eliza received a tender peck on her nape.
'It mirrors the old European system, albeit with slight variations.' Zephyr inhaled the jasmine scent from Eliza's hair.
"Their forces consist of a hundred Nascents, a dozen Advanced, and a lone knight. Mhm~" Eliza responded, although Mordret's mischievous hands proved quite distracting.
"As far as we know, Viscounts don't offer aid to villages or baronies unless compensated in advance." Eliza's breath grew heated as she beseeched Mordret to cease his teasing. Her puppy eyes failed to thaw the Lord's cold demeanor.
"It seems I have a significant conflict with the Viscount. What's the cause?" Mordret's hands toyed with Eliza like a predator toying with its prey.
"Th-that! M-my Lord forbade me from revealing... Ahn~." Despite her blush, Eliza hesitated to divulge her knowledge to Mordret.
"Ahn! Right there! Ahn~ M-my Lord! Please do me more~" Mordret's fingers stretched her pussy lips as the wet sensation in the warm flesh called for his attention.
However, "Oops! Looks like Ellie is satisfied for today." He stopped right before Eliza came.
"N-no! M-my Lord! Don't be so cruel!" Eliza's teary eyes pleaded with Mordret, a sense of injustice in her gaze. "You were saying something?" Mordret's fingers resumed their movement, prompting a smile of relief to grace her face. 'How did I manage that?' Zephyr wondered, surprised at how well he grasped Eliza's emotions. Not too long ago, he was a virgin... How could someone become so well-versed in such lascivious matters so quickly? It was almost unbelievable.
"My Lord, I only know a little…" Eliza's words came out sluggishly. "My Lord refused the Viscount's proposal to marry his daughter, and since then, he has been pressuring you to incur a debt, with the intention of coercing you into the marriage." Her explanation caused Mordret to nearly choke on the cookies.
'All this for a marriage? Absurd!' Zephyr flatly rejected the notion. The idea that a Viscount would jeopardize the lives of thousands of villagers merely to compel a Baron into marrying his daughter seemed utterly unreasonable.
"Is that really all?" Mordret asked while adding a little force. His fingers brushed the wet walls of her vagina.
"Mhm~ Yes! Ahn! Yes, My Lord! That's it~ Mhm~ Just a bit more!" Eliza nibbled on her lower lip as his fingers found the precise point. She gently guided Mordret's hand to ensure he hit the mark.
"Um hm! Ellie, I had a question for you." A tremor of anticipation ran through Eliza as the pace of his hand momentarily slowed.
"I-I- Mhm~ The Viscount's daughter plans to assume control after her graduation! That's why he's so eager to secure her marriage! Ahnn~" Eliza's pussy twitched as she squirted.
Mordret's thick fingers were dripping as he pulled them out. Eliza sluggishly hugged him while shivering. Her head was turned into a mush. Just like her Lord loved to do.
Eliza received nirvana.
…
"You've moistened all the cookies, Ellie." Mordret chuckled, sweeping her tendrils back behind her ears. Eliza was in no condition to respond to her Lord.
'I think I know what I am going to do in this upcoming Beast Raid.' Zephyr concluded and then… he looked at Eliza's luscious lips that had a wet pink hue… something inside him stirred.
The warmth they both shared… Her wet pussy… Her wet lips… It was time…
It was time… to fill the cookies with cream.
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