It had been about a month since Rigel raped the maid, Dolly.
During that time, he summoned her almost daily, subjecting her to continued abuse.
Sometimes, she was called in the middle of the night and assaulted until morning.
Even so, she endured it all.
If she angered a noble, there was no telling what might happen to her.
And now—
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"Aaahn! Ahiii! Ohhooo!!"
In one of the mansion's rooms, her voice, akin to that of a beast, echoed as her hips were pounded mercilessly.
Her expression betrayed no hint of disgust; it was entirely melted in pleasure.
"Damn, you're still as tight as ever," Rigel sneered as he sped up his movements.
*Smack!*
The sound of flesh slapping together filled the room as her insides tightened fiercely, as if trying to milk him dry.
"Guh…!"
Gritting his teeth from the overwhelming pleasure, Rigel kept thrusting without pause.
Then Dolly spoke:
"Aahhn! Master Rigel, so amazing…! Ahiii! Aaaah!!"
She seemed to have completely lost all reason.
To finish her off, Rigel delivered a particularly hard thrust deep inside.
In that moment—
*Splat!*
*Spurt!!*
*Gushhhh!!!*
A flood of semen was released into Dolly's womb.
She arched her back violently, seemingly climaxing at the same time.
"Ohhoooohhh!!!"
Screaming loudly, Dolly squirted intensely.
The excessive white fluid overflowed from her entrance, unable to contain it all.
Rigel smirked in satisfaction as he watched the scene.
Meanwhile, Dolly, still twitching, couldn't move a muscle.
Leaning close to her ear, Rigel whispered:
"Well? Did it feel good?"
Her vacant eyes stared into nothingness as she replied:
"Yes… It felt amazing…"
Pleased with her response, Rigel grinned maliciously and said:
"Good. Then let's go one more time."
Dolly's body trembled at his words.
And several hours later—
"Hah… That should do it."
Rigel got up from the bed.
Lying unconscious before him was Dolly, with white liquid dripping from her pussy with a
*plop*.
He looked at her, satisfied, before leaving the room.
"Ha… my skill level just went up to 2. My physical and magical abilities have improved again," he muttered, walking down the hallway with a twisted smile.
"Hey, idiot Rigel! What's with that grin on your face!?"
Suddenly, he heard a voice and turned around to see his half-sister, Mestelica, standing there with a suspicious look.
It seemed she had overheard his muttering.
(Tch… what a nuisance)
Though he clicked his tongue internally, Rigel kept his composure and feigned surprise.
"Oh, Sister Mestelica, what brings you here?"
Mestelica responded, her tone sharp:
"Don't 'what brings you here' me! I've been calling you for a while now, but you've been ignoring me! What's the meaning of this?"
Apparently, she really had been calling out to him repeatedly.
Internally surprised, Rigel scrambled to come up with an excuse.
(Hmm… what should I do?)
After some thought, he decided to act brazenly.
(Whatever, I'll just bluff my way through.)
"I apologize. I was lost in thought and didn't notice," he said, pretending to be remorseful.
His nonchalant apology only made Mestelica's face flush with anger.
"Don't you dare mock me! I only came to talk to you out of sheer pity for someone as useless as you!"
She was too enraged to find the right words.
Rigel seized the moment to shift the conversation.
"My apologies. So, what is it that you needed?"
"Hmph! I came to train you in swordsmanship! Father's been nagging me about it. He seems to think that even someone as useless as you might improve a bit under my exceptional guidance!"
Puffing out her chest with pride, Mestelica gloated.
Rigel feigned surprise.
"Truly? I'd be honored. Please, teach me!"
He bowed his head humbly.
Pleased by his reaction, Mestelica beamed and said:
"Well, if you had just said that from the start…"
(What a stupid woman…)
Mocking her internally, Rigel followed her out.
He had a plan in mind.
The power of the [Rape] skill.
Of course, he didn't intend to assault his half-sister.
What he had in mind was to use the enhanced physical and magical abilities granted by the skill in combat.
At level 0, he had been so weak he was considered useless.
At level 1, he had improved to the point of being an average fighter.
So, now that his skill had reached level 2, what would he be capable of?
(I've been training hard over the past month. It's time to test my strength against someone as skilled as Mestelica.)
With such thoughts in his mind, Rigel walked forward confidently.