Landlord World - Start with SSS talent

The Queen inwardly cursed while the female steward, kneeling on the ground, trembled violently as if even breathing a little too hard would cause the Queen to burn her to ashes.

After a moment, the Queen steadied her emotions again and furrowed her brows, saying, "Notify the Sages and tell them to make some preparations. I want to check if Carlotta's seal has any issues."

Hearing this, the female steward immediately bowed her head before leaving.

The Queen took a deep breath, looking at the slightly damp spot in the middle of the blanket, feeling so ashamed she wanted to die.

Without hesitation, she burned the entire bed to ashes while inwardly cursing: 'Carlotta, if I find out you did something strange, I will kill him and cut you into a hundred pieces.'

…

At this moment, inside the Blood Clan's crypt.

Noan was startled when he saw the blood-red eyes staring at him. He instinctively wanted to pull his hand away, but the girl immediately tightened her grip on his hand.

Just as she had said, her hand was very soft and highly elastic, but it sent a chill down his spine. Cold sweat broke out like a beast bared its fangs against his throat.

However, the girl showed no intention of letting him go.

She placed his other hand on her chest, allowing him to feel the softness of those two delicate mounds.

Although they weren't as large as Vylyss's, they were incredibly supple, with perfect proportions that fit right into his palm.

The girl's face was flushed red—whether from embarrassment or excitement, he couldn't tell.

But judging by her expression, the excitement seemed to dominate, as she looked utterly delighted and greedy as if savoring the taste of desire.

"You… um…" Noan was about to say something, but the girl had already pressed her lips against his.

Oddly enough, despite her enthusiasm, her kissing skills were extremely clumsy. She even accidentally bit his lip, causing it to bleed.

After a while, under the guidance of an experienced man like Noan, the girl improved, no longer hurting him.

She straddled him, her thighs gripping his, constantly moving, rubbing against him in a way that made him feel a little strange.

But by now, his mind had completely shut down, consumed by the raging fire of desire.

After some time, she clung tightly to him, her body trembling slightly. He could feel a warm liquid soaking his thigh—what one might call 'Holy Water.'

Their lips parted, their eyes met, both panting.

Noan found that the strange girl before him now looked even more beautiful. Her flushed cheeks, watery eyes, trembling body, and warm, fragrant breath brushing against his face made him lose control.

His hands moved to her shoulders as if about to remove her dress.

"Huh!" Suddenly, the girl snorted disdainfully and punched him in the stomach.

BAM!

"ACK!" Noan's eyes widened to the extreme as if they were about to pop out, his mind filled with shock and confusion.

What the hell?! Just a second ago, they were passionately kissing, and the next, she punched him so hard it felt like his stomach had exploded.

Noan had no way of knowing that this girl would hit him so mercilessly. Completely unprepared, his body flew backward, crashing against the cave wall.

BAM!

His body collapsed onto the ground, shards of ice scattering over him.

Noan lost consciousness from the punch.

Meanwhile, the girl smiled in satisfaction, her expression wild and mad as she muttered, "Catherine, are you pleased with this gift?"

…

Time passed unknown. Noan slowly regained consciousness, realizing he was lying on a cold rock slab.

"This is…" he murmured as if his head had been struck with a hammer.

Besides that, his body ached all over, especially his stomach—it hurt so much he couldn't even stand.

"You're awake?" A clear voice rang out.

Noan turned his head and saw a silver-haired woman sitting nearby. Her beauty was beyond measure, accompanied by an arrogant yet slightly insane smile.

"You should be grateful I didn't kill you, human," the arrogant girl said while tilting her head at him.

Noan opened his mouth to speak, but his stomach hurt too much to say anything. In the end, he could only remain silent.

"No need to speak. Get lost. I'll come find you later," she said before biting her finger, letting a drop of blood fall into Noan's mouth.

At that moment, Noan felt his entire body enveloped in warmth, an indescribable sense of comfort washing over him.

At the same time, he also felt incredibly drowsy. In the end… he closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into darkness.

…

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Perhaps the Master is unable to wake up for now."

"Could it be that Master encountered danger?"

"Don't worry. Master's soul and body are intact. His physical strength and magic power have increased significantly."

"That's right. There's no need to worry. Perhaps Master is merely absorbing an enormous energy source."

"So… what should we do?"

"Let's take Master back to the Territory."

"But… didn't you say before that you couldn't use spatial magic in this place?"

"Hahaha… I lied. Alright, let's go quickly. We shouldn't stay here any longer."

Even though Noan was unconscious, he could hear everything happening around him.

Of course, he heard exactly what Vylyss had just said, and deep inside, he felt like a clown.

Not only had Vylyss deceived him, but the mysterious girl had also played him like a fool.

Ah! Alright then. I'm just a clown anyway. Maybe I should get a Joker mask—that would look pretty cool.

Time passed again, and Noan slowly woke up.

Seeing the familiar ceiling, he knew he had returned to his Territory.

Noan let out a long sigh, feeling as if everything that had happened was just a dream.

However, he frowned, clenching his fists, realizing his strength had increased tremendously—even his magical power had reached a terrifying level.

"Master?!" Vylyss entered the room and, upon seeing Noan sitting on the bed, she cheered, "Master, you're awake?"

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She rushed over, hugging him tightly, pressing her soft, ample bosom against him.

However, at that moment, Noan gritted his teeth and said, "Vylyss, it seems I need to punish you a little."

"Heh?!" Vylyss was startled. "Master, what… what are you saying? Why punish me?"

"You think I didn't hear what you said while unconscious?"

Vylyss fell silent, realizing that Master had figured out the truth.

"Master…" Vylyss pretended to be pitiful, rubbing her lips against Noan's neck, her fingers sneaking under his shirt, tracing circles on his chest.

"Don't punish me, alright? I was only thinking of your well-being."

Slap!

"Um!"

Noan's hand landed on Vylyss's rear. The softness and elasticity made him want to do it again.

Vylyss let out a strange sound, both in pain and inexplicably excited.

"Master…" Vylyss coiled around him like a snake, trying to wrap her entire body around his. "How do you want to punish me?"

SLAP!

"Uhm!" Vylyss whimpered, her watery eyes on the verge of tears. "Master, you're so mean."

She could feel a strange sensation spreading throughout her mind.

A mixture of pain and excitement intoxicated her.

That mysterious girl had teased Noan. Even though he had been unconscious, the fire of desire remained, so he let that fire burn Vylyss.

Vylyss, of course, was delighted. Over the past few days, Noan had not slept with her, leaving her rather bored.

Now, seeing her Master so fired up, she was equally thrilled.

"Master, don't be rough with me… I'm scared…"

Vylyss pouted pitifully, like a small, helpless rabbit facing a great wolf.

Noan: "…"

He honestly didn't know who the wolf and rabbit were.