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    Chapter 22. A Victory Party

    “Ahk… hm… ugh, hm, hm, ah!”

    Lian had been gasping since early in the morning.

    This evening, a victory party was to be held at the duke’s residence, so she was trying to dress Lepierre in a variety of costumes as usual. Lian was very embarrassed that Lepierre had no intention about changing his clothes. His strong body, with his muscles, was as hard as a rock in every place.

    His statue-like body felt overwhelming, and it was breathtaking just to see it. Moreover, his extensive back muscles shaded differently every time he moved, showing off its presence.

    It was her first time seeing his body clearly in such a bright place. Although they had s*x in the daylight, her eyes were blurry and she never saw him carefully. She was fully convinced that he was carrying and holding her as if he was handling a piece of cotton wool.

    Lian’s hand, buttoning the blouse, trembled slightly and Lepierre couldn’t have noticed it.

    He grabbed Lian’s trembling hand and pulled it slightly. Soon he bowed his head and approached her face as if she were cute.

    “Even though I put my body into you like that, you’re still ashamed about something like this.”

    “Ah… no… I have a chronic illness… and I have tremors again…”

    “But why can’t you look straight at me?”

    “My… When did I do that?!”

    Lian, who had her eyes down all the time, looked up at Lepierre with anger, and the face she encountered was smiling joyfully. Soon he slowly approached, stole Lian’s lips, and bit her cheek slightly.

    “Ak… Duke… Lord… You have to get ready…..”

    “I’m ready… Wouldn’t it be wise to respond to the temptation?”

    Before she knew it, the front of his pants had ballooned, and after that… She almost didn’t even have to ask.

    All the clothes were thrown aside. The bed creaked violently, Lepierre’s hot p*nis sloshing through Lian’s inner walls.

    “D-duke… Mmmh! Ah, ang, aaahhg!”

    “Hoo… We did it in the morning… Was it not enough yesterday?”

    Lian’s inner wall contracted and tightened his p*nis. Lepierre crumpled his eyebrows and quickly shook his waist. The sound of wet fluids and violent moans had been blaring since the morning.

    “Haaa… you’re swallowing it deliciously to the end and tightening it tremendously…..”

    Lepierre’s p*nis plumped all the way to the end and pressed the uterus. The large bed rattled loudly at the merciless piston. It made Lian collapse and make a chivalrous voice close to screaming.

    “Mh…. heut, ahhk, haaahhg!”

    Lian’s waist was bending like a bow and her eyes were wet.

    Lepierre was not done yet. He grabbed the body of Lian and ruthlessly rammed it. Lepierre’s hip muscles seen from behind were like angry bulls. 

    Soon Lepierre also squirted and ejaculated his s*men violently deep in Lian.

    “Ugh…….”

    Even after the circumstances, he was cradling Lian, rubbing and hugging her for a long time, tightly attached at the bottom. He loved the feeling of her tight inner wall.

    Lian shuddered with a strange sense of exhaustion as Lepierre’s fluid flowed out after a long time.

    He stared at the white liquid flowing from her vulva with a dark eye. Then he held Lian’s body for a long time. He knew that every day, he coveted her as if it wasn’t good enough. 

    Knock, knock.

    It was Jade the butler.

    “Mhm… we can’t be late anymore. You need to hurry up and get ready, Duke.”

    Lepierre, who hugged her and kissed her, gave Lian a regretful look and touched her. Somehow his gaze was dripping with honey.

    “Okay.”

    He picked up Lian and headed to the bathroom once more, and after that they didn’t come out for a long time. Once again, the bathroom was noisy.

    ***

    Angelina was humming and taking a bath to attend the duchy victory celebration party.

    She had been fully prepared for today, and Lian was going to have a special drink she had prepared today. It contained a powerful drug. So much so that she would lose her senses.

    The note given by the spy had detailed the structure of the duke’s residence, and they were to take Lian to the corner room, which was the least crowded.

    All of the aristocratic gnomes, called the rags, had already been secretly informed. They were all sons of a noble family, and they seemed to be looking forward to it with their eyes shining, saying that it would be an interesting play.

    They were famous in the social world, They couldn’t touch any woman, but if they touch an unknown maid, she wouldn’t be able to do anything about it.

    The drug that was obtained with great difficulty had a powerful effect that could never be reversed by using it once or twice, and Lepierre would not have time to look after her as he was busy welcoming the influx of guests.

    There was no way Lepierre, who had severe myelophobia, would embrace a woman who was lying around like that in a mess with the other men.

    When she thought of Lian, who would soon be kicked out, she hummed and felt better. After finishing her bath, Angelina began to groom herself meticulously.

    ***

    Lepierre finished preparing and began to welcome the guests.

    Guests were entering one after another at the entrance, and he, dressed in a tailcoat, looked dazzlingly handsome. His rich black hair with a hint of blue flowed naturally, and his silver eyes that looked like they were set with jewels sparkled, making his handsome face stand out even more.

    The Marquis of Montague and his wife approached with a benevolent appearance.

    “Duke, congratulations on another victory. I heard that the damage for the opponent was unbelievably severe. You are the duke, after all.”

    “That’s right. Isn’t the entire empire in peace thanks to the grace of the Arden? Hehehe.”

    Everyone was fawning over the young duke.

    The second most powerful person after the emperor. The greatest sword master on the continent.

    It was a moment when he felt his position again. Lepierre served the guests one after another, and Lian, who was next to him, was busy pouring wine to each person he was talking to. The party was going smoothly in such a cheerful atmosphere.

    After the guests were all greeted, the sound of the violin began to flow at the conductor’s signal. As the melody announcing the start of the party was playing, the young lords were approaching the ladies they liked and asking them to dance.

    Soon, they came out one by one onto the stage and started dancing.

    Sophia was moving around during this hectic time. She pretended to be passing by as if she was busy and poured the purple liquid into the drink that Lian was drinking. The action was very secret and of course no one saw it.

    As soon as the purple-colored liquid fell into the drink, it quickly turned colorless and odorless, leaving behind only a blurry afterimage.

    And Lian came over and quenched her thirst by drinking the drink. After that, she walked up to Lepierre, who was taking a moment to catch his breath, and handed him a new wine glass. As he accepted it, Lepierre playfully tickled Lian’s palm.

    In her surprise she looked up at Lepierre and saw that he was staring at her and smiling mischievously. As if to say that they should continue later.

    Lian, her face turning red again, headed to the duke’s room to get Lepierre’s clothes.

    And on one side of the hall, Angelina was staring at her.

    ‘It’s like a lover……..’

    It seemed like what she heard from Gemma was probably true, as they seemed to be much closer than last time.

     

    “He holds the maid every night and teases her until the morning. He even takes care of her meals. The testimonies of the maid who cleans up the room… Whew… the sofa and the sheets… everywhere… it’s a mess… it never ends when they start. He must have a lot of energy……. I can’t imagine how ecstatic it would be to hear the moans every day…….”

     

    Her jealousy made her shudder, but she could forgive him that much. If one lives only eating steak, they sometimes crave things like cheap biscuits. On the contrary, when she thought about it, there were even better aspects.

    Extraordinary energy. It was like one more thing she liked.

    Before marriage, it wasn’t a big flaw for well-to-do men to get drunk and have fun with various women. She was comforting herself with that thought.

    At the party, requests to dance were flooding in to the overwhelmingly beautiful woman who was the flower of society. The arrogant Angelina accepted everyone and grabbed the hand of the best lord among them.

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