Maxwell almost spat out of reflex, but he didn't want this group of degenerates to misunderstand him. Besides, he couldn't judge them either because... he was also a damn degenerate. With his principles, sure, but a degenerate nonetheless.
Maxwell read through the list until he found someone who interested him.
Raccoon: Great excitement from watching others having sex.
A voyeur!!
It's not that Maxwell enjoyed or got excited by being watched by someone, but someone like Raccoon could be very useful to him.
He looked around the great hall and approached Jacob.
"Ja—Mantis," Maxwell stuttered, not knowing how to talk to Jacob now. He would never see him the same way again.
Jacob turned around to face Maxwell, and in the process, his skirt lifted, allowing Maxwell to see that he wasn't wearing anything underneath.
"Yes?" Jacob asked.
"I want to find a guy named Raccoon, but I don't see him in the living room. Isn't he here?" Maxwell replied.
"Oh! Raccoon, come!" Jacob ushered him toward a door at the side of the room. He opened it to reveal a long, wide hallway.
"He's in room number 5."
"Okay," Maxwell nodded. "Thanks."
"You're welcome," Jacob laughed. "Have fun!"
Maxwell felt that this have fun was very suggestive, but he paid no attention to it and walked down the long hallway.
"Room 5. That should be it." Maxwell stood in front of a wooden door with a large number 5 stamped on it.
Knock. Knock.
Maxwell knocked on the door repeatedly, but no one answered.
"Did I get the wrong door?" he asked himself.
To make sure, Maxwell grabbed the doorknob and flung it open.
"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"
"Ohhhh ummn!!"
Maxwell found himself watching two people—a man and a woman—having sex. They were both completely naked except for their heads, which were hooded. They were in the doggy style position and both seemed to be enjoying it.
When Maxwell entered the room, they both seemed to get very excited. They accelerated their movements and moaned with pleasure.
"Ohh yes..."
Once they both rested a little, they got up, picked up their clothes, and left the room, passing by Maxwell.
"Thanks, my friend," the man said to Maxwell as he left.
"What the hell happened here?" Maxwell wondered to himself.
But someone answered him.
"They are the Dog and his wife," a boy no older than 15 years old said as he pulled up his pants after clearly having masturbated. "Dog and his wife love to be seen while they fuck. I like to watch them; we are the perfect couple."
"So, who are you, and what are you doing here?" Raccoon asked.
"I'm Fox, a new member," Maxwell introduced himself as he closely assessed Raccoon. "I was looking for you because maybe we can cooperate."
"Are you like the Dog?" Raccoon asked.
"No. But we can cooperate in another way."
"Oh? And how is that?" Raccoon asked, very interested.
"I can let you watch while I do it, but you have to provide the girl," Maxwell proposed.
Raccoon remained thoughtful for a few seconds before nodding.
"It won't be easy, but I'll try," Raccoon said, extending his hand to seal the agreement. But Maxwell didn't take it and instead took two steps back.
That was the same hand Raccoon had masturbated with.
"It's okay like this. It's a deal." Maxwell gave Raccoon a thumbs-up and quickly left the room.
Seeing that he was already late, Maxwell left the great hall and went upstairs, eventually leaving the mansion.
Once outside, he showed his ring to the guards so they would recognize him next time and then left in the direction of the coliseum.
Maybe it was coincidence or luck, but on the way to the coliseum, Maxwell noticed two silhouettes in the distance—a man and a woman, both wearing hoods.
The two looked around for anyone, and not finding anyone, they took off their hoods.
The man was already a bit old, around 40, with a bit of white hair on his head. The woman, on the other hand, was around 30, with brown hair and brown eyes.
They both fixed their clothes and walked calmly, as if nothing had happened. Once they arrived at the coliseum, they took a carriage and drove off into the distance.
Maxwell did not want to lose their trail, so he followed them at lightning speed. He got tired a lot and had to take short breaks, but he was still much faster than the carriage and sometimes even had to wait for them.
After a while, the carriage entered a small mansion. Maxwell approached the mansion before a guard stopped him.
"This is Mr. Griffin's mansion. Please explain the reason for your visit."
"Griffin? Sorry, I'm in the wrong place." Maxwell turned around and walked away.
That was all he needed to know. He had never expected to find such a gift on the road, but he would gladly accept it.
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After some time, Maxwell arrived at the Blackwater mansion, this time without taking any detours.
Once he had dinner and headed to his room, he found a small figure waiting outside his door.
"Adelaida! What are you doing here?" Maxwell asked.
[Adelaida Image in the Comment section.]
"Humph." Adelaida puffed out her cheeks angrily and crossed her arms. "You said you'd tell me your secret to being strong."
"It's true!" Maxwell scratched his head. At first, Maxwell had just wanted to make something up, but he never expected Adelaida to be so stubborn.
"That's something only adults can know," Maxwell shook his head and excused himself. But before he could close his door, a small hand stopped him.
"I'm an adult now! I can know."
"You're not an adult. You wouldn't understand," Maxwell insisted and tried to close the door, but Adelaida placed a foot in the middle.
Maxwell was getting a slight headache, but suddenly an idea came to his head.
"Phew," Maxwell sighed helplessly. "Okay, I'll tell you, but you have to prove to me that you're an adult." Maxwell's eyes narrowed like a snake as he smiled.
"Come in." Maxwell opened the door and let her in. "Sit over there." He pointed to the bed.
Maxwell turned around a few times, trying to find the best idea of how to explain, and then nodded.
"First of all, Adelaida, you have to swear in the name of the gods that you will not say anything I'm going to tell you today to anyone. Do you understand?" Maxwell spoke very seriously.
Adelaida nodded her head like a chick and continued to make the promise.
"Now tell me," she demanded.
"Not yet." Maxwell flatly refused. "You haven't proven yourself an adult yet."
"I'm an adult now," Adelaida puffed out her chest with pride. "I do everything myself now. I don't need anyone's help."
Maxwell shook his head with a look of disdain. "Do you think that's what it means to be an adult?"
"Isn't it?" she asked in surprise.
"Of course not! What separates children from adults is the knowledge and practice of a certain activity," Maxwell said, walking in front of Adelaida with his head held high and a smug tone in his voice.
"An activity?" Adelaida asked, perplexed.
"Yes. It's an activity that your mother, your father, your uncles, and even all the teachers of the order have done. An activity full of emotion and pleasure, an act blessed in such a way that it allows the creation of life. An act that even gods don't hold dominion over." With each word Maxwell spoke, he became more excited, preaching like a cult leader. His arms rose above his head as he stared dreamily at the ceiling. "Sex."
"Sex?" Adelaida was very perplexed. "I've never heard of anything like that. Aren't you kidding me?"
"Of course not." Maxwell shook his head with a smile. "You don't even know what it is. That means you've never had sex, which means..." Maxwell pointed at her with a look of disdain. "You're not an adult!!"
"Yes, I am!" Adelaida stood up angrily. "You say you're an adult and I'm not. Have you ever had sex?"
"Of course I do!!!!!" Maxwell declared proudly, this time he didn't fake it one bit. He was truly proud of his accomplishments in this life after having remained a virgin in the last one. "It's the best experience this life can offer you. But what would a girl like you know?"
Adelaida looked at him with her face red with anger.
"How come you've had sex and I haven't? We're the same age," he asked.
"It's not the same." Maxwell sighed. "That being said, since you're not an adult yet, I can't tell you my secret to becoming stronger." Maxwell stated but a second later he held his chin in thought. "Unless..."
"Unless what?!" Adelaida asked a little excitedly.
Maxwell remained silent for a few seconds trying to create an atmosphere of mystery before looking seriously at Adelaida and declaring.
"Unless you have sex with me and I make you a grown woman."
Adelaida opened her eyes in surprise and asked, "Can we do that?"
Maxwell simply nodded.
Adelaida clenched her fists in excitement and looked at Maxwell with a smile. "Okay. Maxwell, have sex with me and make me a woman!!"
Adelaida's excited response caused a large predatory grin to grace her face.
"Ok." Maxwell sat on the bed and looked at Adelaida excitedly. "Sit here." He pointed at his legs.
Adelaida furrowed her eyebrows in disgust.
"Why do I have to sit on your lap? I'm not a little girl anymore!" She said, placing both hands on her hips.
"Just do it," Maxwell ordered.
Adelaida bit her lips for a few seconds but finally sat on Maxwell's lap.
Once Adelaida sat on his legs, Maxwell clearly felt her small buttocks rubbing against his big friend below.
"Listen carefully, Adelaida." Maxwell leaned over Adelaida's shoulder a little. His big, hot breaths on her earlobe made the girl shiver a little. "Sex is the total connection between two bodies." He whispered as his hands slowly ran down Adelaida's legs to her abdomen and slowly moved up to her small breast under her pink blouse.
Maxwell's warm, firm hands finally reached her small breasts and began to massage them.
"It's mutual satisfaction and pleasure." Maxwell whispered as he opened his mouth and sucked on her earlobe.
"Hummmn"
Adelaida couldn't help but let out a small moan and squirm a little on Maxwell's legs with a red face, between long and ragged breaths.
Slowly they both forgot what they were doing at first. Maxwell stopped trying to explain sex to Adelaida and simply started kissing and running his tongue over her white and delicate neck while massaging and stretching Adelaida's small tits.
Adelaide on the other hand stopped thinking about anything else and raised her head as she moaned softly. Her hands grabbed both of Maxwell's legs and she moved his wood back and forth as she felt a large bulge on her butt and felt pleasure repeating this action.
When Maxwell noticed that Adelaida was getting very excited, he removed one of his hands from her tits and slowly lowered it to her skirt. He slowly put his hand under her skirt and moved up until he felt a small piece of wet fabric.
Knowing full well what this was about, Maxwell moved two of his fingers up and down Adelaida's little wet slit.
"Mmmmmm"
When Maxwell did this, Adelaida squirmed a little and moaned in pleasure. Both of her fingernails dug into Maxwell's legs and she bit her lower lip.
"Mmmmmm"
"Do you understand now?" Maxwell whispered like a demon enticing a human to taste the forbidden fruit. "The fantastic and pleasant sensation. A sensation that you have never felt before."
"Unmnn y-yes!!"
"How about we get serious now?" Maxwell stopped caressing Adelaida's slit and slipped his hand under her panties. His fingers moved slowly around Adelaida's wet lips and when he was about to insert one of his fingers...
Knock Knock
Both Maxwell and Adelaida jumped in surprise. Maxwell quickly arranged his clothes, and Adelaida helped. Fortunately, he hadn't removed any clothing.
"Who is it?" Maxwell asked a little loudly.
"It's me, young Maxwell," the butler answered from behind the door. "I'm looking for Young Lady Adelaida. She's past her bedtime."
"Oh!" Maxwell opened the door. "I didn't know she had a bedtime; we were so focused talking that we didn't notice the time."
Shortly afterward, Adelaida left the room with her head down so the butler would not see her blushing face.
"Adelaida, don't forget what you promised me," Maxwell reminded her before she left.
Adelaida just nodded and left under the watchful eyes of Maxwell and the old butler.
Once she was completely gone, the butler looked from her to Maxwell with a cold and neutral expression.
"You would do very well to get as far away from the young miss as possible, young Maxwell." Having said these words, the butler turned around and left.
If he had turned around for even a second, he would have seen Maxwell's twisted expression of rage plastered on his face.
Maxwell's face was a storm of fury, veins pulsing visibly at his temples. His eyes burned with a feral intensity, sharp and piercing, as if they could cut through steel. His lips curled back in a snarl, exposing clenched teeth, and his entire body seemed to radiate a fiery, uncontrollable rage. Every muscle in his frame was taut, like a bowstring ready to snap, and the air around him seemed charged, almost suffocating, with his palpable wrath.
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Maxwell woke up very early that day. It wasn't even 5 in the morning. The sun hadn't risen yet, and the chill of the night was still palpable, but he found it impossible to go back to sleep—not after remembering his dream. Bringing both of his hands to his face, he discovered that two streams of tears were adorning his cheeks.
"I could have saved them," he whispered to himself. He stared out the window into the distance, his gaze lost in space, until he felt he had wasted enough time and jumped up.
The vast majority of the maids were already awake and going about their respective tasks. Every time he looked at these ugly, old women, Maxwell couldn't help but sigh, wishing he could exchange them for young, beautiful girls. Still, he greeted each of them and asked for his breakfast and a bath in the most polite way he could.
It wasn't common for Maxwell to wake up so early, so he decided to train a little at the mansion's training ground. Since his magic was very flashy and loud, he had no choice but to train his physique with basic push-up, sit-up, and gentle jogging workouts around the mansion's grounds, which were surprisingly larger than they looked.
The mansion included a large front garden with a two-meter-high wall surrounding it, a thick and firm iron fence guarded by two guards. The training field, a beautiful garden of flowers, and blue tiles. To the left was a small grove of trees, and to the right was a large water fountain with tables and benches that allowed one to observe the entire beautiful and old mansion.
After completing his exercises, Maxwell felt much better, although tired. He took a bath to get rid of the sweat and bad smell. He changed, had breakfast, and waited.
He waited for everyone to wake up, eat breakfast, and go out to do their work. Finding himself inactive and unable to do anything, Maxwell was bored like never before, and for the first time since he came into this world, he understood how dull life was without the internet or other forms of entertainment. Never before had he thought about it because he was always doing something or at least trying.
With an exasperated sigh, Maxwell left the mansion on foot. It was still too early to go to the Knight Order, but that was not where he was headed.
After only half an hour of walking, Maxwell found himself in front of the animal mansion with his respective hood on his head. Once he showed his ring, the guards let him in.
Most of the animals were still in the mansion, and he couldn't blame them—life these days was very boring if you had nothing to do.
He searched through all of them until he found a guy called Rat.
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