Chapter 58 - Witnessing Moon

Aden went to the garden in the courthouse's backyard with a mug of cotton milk—to enjoy the chilling breeze of the cloudy night in Serendale.He found a spot by the fallen trunk situated along the outskirts of the garden, close to the Silent forest. The pale moon shone brightly through the winter cloud cover, and he decided that was the perfect place to enjoy his cotton milk.It was an eerily quiet night. Not a single sound could be heard, not even the haunting melody of a harpy's lullaby. Aden was thinking about what the Knights had said about —wildlings, diplomatic, leadership, orcs, and more."Orcs, huh?" hummed Aden. suddenly he remember how he got stranded on the shore of the Regalyon empire. He recalled what happened two months ago as if it was a long time ago—vast arid land battlefield, scorching sun, soldiers, orcs, and flamecrest wyverns.Aden gazed at the sky, wondering whether his chedaim friend survived or not. He barely escaped by a hairbreadth from the scorching battlefield not knowing what happened to the army he was with. Not Merlyon marine nor the guards in the outpost talk about the battle of Al-Ard. All they talked about was the battle on the sea, Merlyon's naval army against the Braidbeard pirate armada—where Hjalmar was one of the crew.Both sides duke it out for two days straight at the gulf north of The Land the same time Aden fought in battle. Braidbeard retreated with great loss and Merlyon's naval fleet suffered a handful of ships but managed to keep the gulf under their authority.Aden relished the rare moments of solitude, a chance to recharge his energy and contemplate the events that had unfolded. In the stillness, he sought patterns, discerning the larger picture that often eluded those caught up in the chaos of the moment. It was in these quiet moments that he could evaluate, and weigh the temporary and permanent solutions to the issues at hand.As he sat in contemplative silence, a flickering light in the distance caught his eye, a dim glow emerging from the depths of the Silent Forest. The woods, usually shrouded in an impenetrable darkness, now seemed to beckon with an enigmatic allure.Aden's brow furrowed as he studied the faint illumination, his curiosity piqued. What could be the source of such a light in the heart of those foreboding trees? A campfire, perhaps, or something more sinister?Aden followed the flickering light. He vaguely heard a moaning sound—a woman.Harpy? Aden thought. They must've been scouting the courthouse for their captured friend.he proceeded with caution, he unsheathed his longsword, ready in his hand—and went to see to it. Walked carefully, he sneaked to the source of the commotion. Aden hunched, His steps half dragged and careful not to break any twigs or rustle any leaves. It was dark, with the pale moon as the only source of light. Sneaking in the middle of the forest at night was never a good idea.Jinns were trained in stealth and sneaking art, but not in the forest.Only a handful of assassins such as the shinobis from Maeda's home region were able to do it. This was the reason why the assassin service was very expensive in the underground market—high demand yet very low supply.The other people who could fight well in the forest were the rabbit folks and the Yewa people from the Naga-ri archipelago.The forest was so quiet, that Aden could hear the moaning more clearly. He noticed there were no critters or any other animals in this forest.He walked over a fallen trunk and rocks, his visibility was very limited, and the dragging steps technique was very helpful. but it made him slow.the moaning was close but felt so far—like the wailing of a banshee.Aden's heart raced as he pushed through the dense foliage, the flickering light his only guide in the vast expanse of the Silent Forest. Fear crept in, the unsettling notion that he might have strayed from the path and become hopelessly lost. But then, like a beacon in the darkness, the faint glow reappeared, reassuring him that he was indeed headed in the right direction.He pressed onward, the sounds of the forest seeming to fade away as he drew closer to the source of the mysterious light. And then, through a break in the trees, he stumbled upon a sight that left him momentarily stunned."What the...?" Aden muttered, his bewilderment palpable.There, in a small clearing bathed in the gentle glow of the moonlight, a couple lay entwined, their bodies moving in a rhythmic dance as ancient as time itself. The man was stretched out on the ground, his face tilted towards the heavens, while the woman straddled him, her back arched in ecstasy, facing Aden's direction.A solitary lantern flickered nearby, casting just enough illumination to reveal the intimate details of their encounter, a scene that seemed almost surreal in the heart of the forest's embrace.Aden's initial shock quickly gave way to a mixture of embarrassment and fascination, his gaze lingering perhaps a moment too long as he took in the primal display unfolding before him. He knew he should avert his eyes, and grant them the privacy they had sought in this secluded glade, but some primal curiosity held him transfixed.The woman's head lolled back, her lips parted in a silent cry of ecstasy, and at that moment, Aden felt as though he had stumbled upon a secret ritual, a sacred rite that should never have been witnessed by mortal eyes.As the couple's movements reached a crescendo, Aden found himself holding his breath, torn between the desire to flee and the strange compulsion to bear witness to this most intimate of acts."Aahh..mmhh..", the woman moaned as she was going back and forth on top of her husband, a meek man he knew from the village—Eugene. Eugene was lying on a cloak or some coat. They were both fully naked."Is that all you got, you limp bastard?" The woman was spewing profanity and acting wild.When she raised her head, Aden was met with the gaze of a familiar face - Laura, the lovable baker's wife. It was an unexpected and conflicting sight to behold, so different from how she normally appeared in daily life.Aden was astonished to see Laura and Eugene together—Laura riding him back and forth like a cavalry, wild and passionate. So unlike her image of being lovely and demure.Aden and Laura both locked their gaze.Instead of stopping her activity, she carried on blending her hips to her husband, her husband couldn't even open up his eyes due to the sheer pleasure.Eugene was at his wife's mercy.her back and forth and circling motion got wilder. her tiny waist, her firm cute breasts, her roseate nipples and pussy lips, her neatly kept pubic hair, and her neck, she has a perfect shape, contrary to what Aden used to see with her loose dress and modest outfit.Aden was awkwardly standing by the tree on the opposite side of them as he watched Laura finishing her husband who gave her no fighting back.While working on her husband, Laura stared deeply into Aden's eyes, she knew Aden was standing in front of her this entire time. Instead of stopping, she gave him a liplick—seductive gesture. She kept staring at him.Aden couldn't help but get his meat hard. His blood boiled with lust. The allure of the captured harpy got him riled up, and now he was presented with the most lewd scene he had seen in his life.As Laura's movements grew more deliberate, Aden found himself unable to look away, his arousal building with each passing moment. The moonlight cast a soft glow over the scene, adding an ethereal quality to the otherwise lewd display.There was something in this scene. It was awkward and yet, artistically beautiful. The scene was the most beautiful erotic sight that Aden had ever seen. Even surpassed his mother's debauchery.Aden's mother may have done one or two obscene acts with random men but they were in a relevant place, such as the pleasure street or district, and with a veil covering her face while she was having her best moments in her life. No one knew her.Aden's mother's most lewd act would be when she was plowed by a random man standing on a fence near the granary or having been vultured by four men simultaneously.Yet, none of them triumph in having sex totally naked under the bask of the moonlight at the glade of a harpy-infested forest.Aden's mind raced, torn between the desire to flee and the overwhelming temptation to stay and witness this lustful act unfold. He had never encountered anything like this before, not even during his mother's most daring escapades in the pleasure district.The sight of Laura's naked form, her skin glistening with sweat, was more captivating than any erotic performance he had ever witnessed. It was as if she was putting on a private show, just for him, and the thought of that sent a shiver down his spine.Aden wanted to turn away and go back to the courthouse but he was worried about the couple who were oblivious to the fact that they were still in danger. Harpies could've swooped in at any time and no one could protect them but Aden. Especially when one of them was captured, they must've been eager to take revenge on any human they see lingering out of the village.Aden broke his eyes lock with Laura. It was Aden's first time to break eye contact with a woman whom he saw as a potential openwife. It was always been Laura who always avoided eye contact with Aden or even if they did have by some chance she always blushed out and looked down to her hands.A few moments later Eugene groaned. His body trembling so hard beneath his wife and then he went stiff. Eugene reached his climax, the baker couldn't move a muscle. Laura must've finished him to the last drop of his strength.Laura look very disappointed. She was still rocking her hips. She still wanted to go on and still had much to gain from the sex yet unfortunately Eugene went silent.The New Way had swept through the Aionian Empire, challenging long-held beliefs and ushering in a new era of moral ambiguity. In the sprawling region of Wessen, this revolution manifested in unexpected ways, blurring the lines between what was deemed acceptable and what was considered taboo.Rumors had spread like wildfire, whispers of a secret understanding that allowed for the most intimate of acts to take place beneath the canopy of the wilderness. The Decimus denom, a belief system that championed individual freedom, was said to condone such behavior, provided no harm befell others.It was this unspoken norm that had emboldened Laura and Eugene to engage in their passionate tryst within the depths of the forest, their bodies entwined in a primal dance of desire, unfettered by the constraints of societal norms.As Aden witnessed their forbidden liaison, a fire ignited within him, a burning need that could no longer be denied. He turned away from the scene, his mind racing with possibilities, for in this new world order, even the most scandalous of desires could potentially be indulged.With measured steps, Aden made his way back towards the village, his footfalls muffled by the carpet of fallen leaves and twigs. His destination was clear: the courthouse, where a particular woman awaited, one who had been weaving a tantalizing web of seduction ever since his arrival—Indry.Indry, a woman whose very name conjured images of forbidden pleasures, had been playing a dangerous game with Aden, taunting him with promises of carnal delights. As he approached her abode in the courthouse hall, Aden's heart raced with anticipation, for this moment would be a true test of the boundaries that had been shattered by The New Way.Would Indry welcome his advances, inviting him into a realm of unbridled passion, or would she reject him, delivering a stinging rebuke that would leave him questioning the very foundations of this moral revolution? The answer lay tantalizingly close, and Aden could feel the weight of the moment pressing down upon him as he drew ever nearer to Indry's door.⁕⁕⁕