After finishing the cleanup, peace returned to the mansion.
I spoke to Fiora. First, I talked about the ledger.
At first, even Fiora seemed not to believe it. Although Lord Weaverpoolâs recent actions had been strange, they were merely questionable.
But the ledger I brought up was on a different level. I even took it out and showed it to her directly.
After seeing that, Fiora trembled with rage.
"There are no nobles to trust in this world. How could they do such a thing!"
"He truly is an unprecedented villain."
"For such a person to be revered as a virtuous individual in the territory. This is a big problem...."
Fioraâs worries only deepened. I reached out my hand.
I stroked her cheek. Fiora blushed, as if embarrassed.
"Donât worry. I have a plan. You know, right? I always have a plan, donât I?"
"Lucian, you do?"
"Soon, with the intention of making Lord Weaverpool drop his guard, I will make a certain proposal. And he will accept it."
"May I ask what that is?"
Fiora tilted her head. I decided to tell her my plan.
"Itâs nothing major, but I plan to support the subjugation of Those Who Recite Sins Cult, which he dislikes."
It was a surprising story. Fiora, after being surprised, seriously shook her head.
Because this was no different from giving more power to a bad guy.
"Is that really a good idea? Will he allow that?"
"He will allow it. Weaverpool is a city of artisans. He has to care about his image, and there are many technicians there. Because of fighting with cultists, everywhere will be a mess and dirty. Because of their corpses."
"If so...."
"My sword doesnât leave corpses."
If I stab with my sword, whether itâs a goblin or a corpse, it turns into light and disappears. I intended to emphasize this point.
"Oh...!"
"At the same time, Iâll find out more about Those Who Recite Sins Cult, and also get closer to Lord Weaverpool. How about it?"
At my plan, Fiora smiled brightly, as if all her worries had been resolved.
When one worry ended, it was as if another appeared, but by presenting my plan, I had resolved it.
"Lucian!"
Fiora hugged me fiercely. Even while buried in her ample bosom, a smile emerged.
"Youâre like a legendary Hero! You have great strength and outstanding strategyâ„ Youâre a man I canât help but like!"
"Hahaha."
Even while my breath was stifled in her chest, I kept thinking.
âBefore that, thereâs something I need to do. Itâs been a while, I need to meet that bitch.â
Smiling, I licked my lips.
* * *
In the middle of the night.
I stood in front of the general store. As I knocked on the door, it opened slowly.
As expected, she was there.
Angela Breene appeared. As usual, she had a slightly slumped aura.
"Oh, oh! Lucian?"
As soon as she saw me, her face brightened. I greeted her happily.
"Hello. Big sis, how have you been?"
"Uh-huh! Iâve been well! What brings you here?"
I deliberately stared at her breasts. Slowly, leisurely, as if caressing them with just my gaze.
Perhaps noticing my gaze, Angela looked down at her own breasts, and her face turned slightly red.
"Because I want to play with you, big sis."
"Then come in!"
"No. Letâs play outside today."
"Outside? But...."
I reached out my hand and placed it on Angelaâs chest. Not forcefully touching or caressing, but just placing it there.
Through my hand, I felt warmth. Slowly, it moved down, and I caressed the areola area with just my thumb.
"Eugh, ou- outside? Do we have to do it outside?"
"Yes, letâs do outdoor play."
"How... are we going to play? Kkeung-heutâ„"
I gently scratched her nipple with my fingertip, then pressed it. Angela trembled several times.
"Since itâs a general store, you have everything, right? Take everything off, and come out wearing a dog collar. Oh, and bring a coat."
"Yes... Just a moment."
The door closed, and I heard the sound of her going inside.
Just waiting made me excited. To do outdoor play with her.
Again, the door opened.
"How do I look...?"
Emerging from the shadows, Angela finally revealed herself to me.
Her plump, pale breasts were revealed, along with a pair of erect nipples.
Her well-defined abdomen and waistline, like a modelâs, moderately trimmed pubic hair, and even her pussy, twitching on its own.
On her neck, she was already wearing a red dog collar and handing it to me.
Even looking again, it was a body that drew admiration. I lightly kneaded her breasts.
"Ha-eungâ„ Are you touching me already...? Huhu, youâre naughtyâ„"
She, rather, sent a lustful gaze. No longer did she have any hesitation in doing such things with me.
Rather, she seemed to crave it more.
"Crawl."
"Huh?"
"I said crawl, like a dog. Big sis, from now on, youâre my bitch. Or should I... just go home like this?"
I turned my body as if I would leave immediately. Angela prostrated herself on the ground and grabbed my pants.
"Donât go, Masterâ„"
"Oh, youâve got the pose down?"
Prostrated on the ground, Angela began to crawl like a dog. Her graceful waist curve, bathed in moonlight, was shining mysteriously.
Her slightly raised buttocks were plump enough to make anyone passing by want to smack them. No, perhaps it would even be good to bury my nose between them and suffocate.
"Masterâ„ Then youâll play with me, right? Hehekâ„"
Angela stuck out her tongue, her eyes forming an arc. I gently stroked her head and said,
"Of course. Letâs go."
I took her for a walk. I played push-and-pull, pulling and releasing the dog collar.
I pulled slightly.
"Heungâ„ Master, too fast."
"Youâre the one whoâs slow. Useless bitch. Do you want to be abandoned?"
"Hee, no..Even if you abandon me, you should use me to your heartâs content before abandoning meâ„"
I always felt this, but her answers were still beyond common sense.
There were times she wiggled her butt and went ahead of me. At other times.
"Master, hehe..I canât hold it in. Uhuhutâ„"
"Huh?"
Angela suddenly went to the building wall and lifted one leg.
Pshhhhhhht
She was peeing. As if marking her territory.
In the darkness, urine drew a parabola, wetting the wall. Even the strangely rising steam.
"Arenât you coming quickly? Seriously, youâre like a vulgar, cheap bitch."
"Yes, master â„"
As she came to my side, I subtly raised my hand.
Thap! Thap!
"Hit-kkyahaangâ„"
"Next time, try peeing again without my permission. Then Iâll hit you harder."
"Heuut.. Thank youâ„"
Angela grinned, sticking out her tongue, as if her lower body tingled.