My World to Free-use

188: An early summon

The rest of the night was nothing but fun. Lucas was bound and forced to watch for about three hours, after which Zara kicked him out. Cassandra sent him away with a sweet smile, which was corrupted with a pleasure-laden expression on her face.As for the mother and daughter pair, they felt ecstasy throughout the night. Fucking them in any way I could, I enjoyed the whole night. Except for Cassandra’s anal, I did everything I could. I even made them eat each other out on the balcony, where they were screaming in pleasure out loud.

Female knights came worried from below, but Zara sent them away, and then returned to eating her daughter’s pussy while I destroyed her asshole.

The only regretful part was the morning coming too quickly. I had used three mana potions and stopped using mana halfway through, except for the state of completion and the cost of mana to maintain it. Other than that, it was only raw, animalistic fucking throughout the night.

I left at dawn, leaving two women who were passed out from exhaustion and overwhelming pleasure, seeing them cuddle next to each other, tears staining their faces, bodies covered in sweat, and in red handprints.

What a night. The only problem was that Zara’s potential limit did not increase, even after fucking her almost eight times in her ass.

Maybe the tenth time would be the charm, but as I said, there wasn’t enough time.

As for Cassandra, she still didn’t have a limit on the mana absorption rate, so there was no need to raise her potential, and she absorbed enough to solidify her fourth star aura core to the point she could begin to fill it with more mana to increase her aura core to the fifth star.

Her potential was amazing. Even with my assistance, such a rapid increase was amazing.

The only other person with such a remarkable talent was Zara, but even she had reached her potential limit.

To be accurate, I hadn’t come across a truly talented person in this world yet. Zara’s talent was the highest, but even she was merely a third grade. Fourth-grade talents were the real deal, allowing them to reach the pinnacle of human limits.

As for the fifth-grade ones, well, let’s not discuss them.

I didn’t know if Elara was a fifth-grade talent or not, but she was already strong enough for me to disregard her talent limit.

Even if she was a fourth grade, at the point she was, talent meant little. She had the potential to transcend if her talent level was fifth grade, but even if it was just fourth, the chances of her transcending still remained.

The realm of demigods. Beings who had surpassed the human limits and ascended from this world to a higher realm. Every reality had one. The realm of demigods, the realm of humans, and the realm of demons.

Each was divided by its own dimensional borders, and it was a topic for some other time.

The crux of the matter at hand was that I hadn’t really met a talent enough to bring under my hood.

There was only one thing that bothered me, and that was Rayla. There was some sort of seal on her, suppressing her abilities, and most likely her talent as well. What was her history? That was the most major question in my mind at the moment.

I had a feeling that even if I asked, she would refuse to answer, so I had no choice but to slowly push her to the point she would. Corrupting her was out of the question because even doing so with one person was too difficult.

Corruption Zara was easy thanks to her masochistic tendencies and her ambitions, but I didn’t know what made Rayla tick. I knew she cared about her children, but it wasn’t the final nail in the coffin. It would be something else. Something deep. I hadn’t seen anything like that to exploit for corrupting her.

Maybe Julian knew, but he was sadly dead.

Yeah, sadness is dripping in my tone.

Anyway, there were many questions I had to find answers to at the moment, and one of them was a matter that would soon come before me to tackle, so I had to once again ask myself the same question.

“Can I ask why Lady Elara is taking me to such an important event?” I asked Valeria who had come to fetch me an hour earlier than scheduled. I had barely returned to my room and cleaned myself with a fresh pair of clothes when she came to tell me that Elara was summoning me.

I wonder why Mira didn’t come, but like I cared. The biggest ass in imagination was before, swaying with each step, and I was fondling it with my hands after freeing it from the confines of the tight skirt.

Well, the skirt wasn’t what was tight. It was her ass that was making it so.

“Are you curious about it, or worried?” Valeria asked, not really answering my question but in a way answering it as well.

“Worried,” I replied.

Of course, I was. While I was happy I was getting into the royal palace so quickly, it was also a little worrying. I wasn’t strong enough yet. And with the revelation that there were people stronger than the seventh circle or the seventh stage in this world, it was all the more dangerous.

The worry even dulled the pleasure of playing with Valeria’s soft ass.

“You should be. While Lady Elara didn’t say it, you will have to be on guard the entire day today. Surviving would be a miracle. If you catch a noble’s eye at the banquet, and it is revealed who you are, painless death would be a luxury.”

That was actually how it was in medieval times. If you were born a commoner, you were born without any right to your life. It was only after the House of Commons came into existence, a vain hope for commoners, that things got a little better, but that was in my world and its timeline. Here, that seemed more like a dream at the moment.

Not to mention, this world belonged to the powerful.

And Valeria’s words lacked any comfort, but she wasn’t the type to mess around, from the short time I had been around her. She was the type to get straight to the point, even if I didn’t like the answer.

“Are there any tips?” I asked.

“Hmmm…” she hummed for a moment, as I went deeper into her ass crack, almost going as deep as half my forearm, before I found her holes, when she replied, “While you should worry, you shouldn’t worry at the same time. From what I’ve seen, both the master and the lady seem to have plans for you. As long as they need you, they will protect you.”

“Unless it’s the king or someone from the royal family, you will be safe from all other threats. Besides, with the cover prepared for you, maybe you won’t be under that much danger.”

Cover?

Nothing was said about a cover, so I was at a loss as to what it was.

“We’re here.”

Dang. I couldn’t help but curse. Just the start of the day was bad. First, I was bluntly told of my devastating chances, and then just before I could play with Valeria’s soft and tight GILFY holes, we arrived outside Elara’s abode, so the GILF stepped away from me, and I had to stand before Elara.

“You must be wondering why I summoned you so early, Jack,” Elara said, looking at me from her high-end velvety chair that enhanced her regal aura and authority.

She looked at me with the same gaze she always had and didn’t wait for my response one bit, “My husband returned last night. And the first thing he did was summon his people in this wing to get a report on you.”

What?

Was that a bad thing? And what was this about his people? I knew he would require reports on what happened in his absence, but that wasn’t what I was more drawn to.

It was the way she had said it.

His people?

Suddenly, that reminded me of something. Something Valeria had said the first time we met.

It would be a mistake to think they’re both the same.

Haha.

I was suspicious at first, but it seems the lord and lady of this house were not on mutual terms.

Two factions in one house. And what made it even more confusing was the power division. There was no way Elara was the weaker one, so why was there even a different faction?

There was something that was causing Elara to remain hidden. I was willing to bet my left hand that not many were aware of her level.

Even what she showed me, she only showed me, thinking I was ignorant in terms of that much power.

Haa…

Things were getting more and more complicated.