Representative of the Goddesses 203

Chapter 203 – The Play Of Baron Nam (30)

204. The Play of Baron Nam (30)

‘She’s changed her style.’

Perhaps because she was tailing her fiancé, Matilda had made some preparations to ensure she wouldn’t be easily recognized.

She wore a more formal dress than usual, along with a wide-brimmed hat.

To further obscure her face, she had tied up her hair, changing her hairstyle, and a pure white veil hung down from under her hat, partially concealing her face.

“If nothing happens as I said yesterday… then be prepared.”

“Of course, Miss.”

“You…!”

Matilda snapped, clearly displeased that she had to go to such lengths. She frowned, noticing that I didn’t seem particularly nervous.

That day, Daren left the barony with only one of his attendants. We watched him ride away from a distance. Matilda, unable to hide her excitement even from afar, was given a subtle signal to follow. She grumbled but moved behind me.

Soon after entering the village, we saw his puppet again. It seemed he was talking with the villagers.

“See? Daren is busy with barony matters, isn’t he? He even goes out to inspect things himself to understand the situation. Such a kind man…”

When there was no sign of him being unfaithful, Matilda added, “See!” and stood with her hands on her hips, looking triumphant. Honestly, Daren didn’t look that great even now… He was putting on a smarmy act for the exhausted villagers, but Matilda, blinded by her infatuation, didn’t notice anything amiss.

I ignored her grumbling about having seen enough and continued to follow him.

Given his past behavior, there was no way he was just out for a casual stroll. There was no need to create a situation with suggestion.

Sure enough, after a short while, Daren left his horse at a nearby stable and began walking towards a secluded area with a lighter step. We slowly followed him around a corner and spotted Daren talking to a woman outside.

“………?”

Matilda instinctively hid herself, watching the scene with bated breath.

A woman in her prime, with seductive makeup.

-Oh, my, young master… You’re early today.
-I was getting restless just staying at home!
-Hehehe… You’re really something. Mwah…

After making sure there was no one around, Daren kissed the woman in front of him.

“………Huh?”

A lecherous face he probably never showed Matilda.
An equally aggressive display of affection.

And, as if to completely dispel any misunderstanding that it might be “a bit too much affection for a close relative…”, he began to fondle her buttocks.

-Aah…♥
-Hehe… Let’s go inside now.
-Then I’ll be waiting. Young master.

Daren squeezed the woman’s buttocks as if kneading dough, and the woman moaned sweetly as they went inside together. Daren’s attendant also slipped into a nearby building, probably waiting while his master enjoyed himself.

It’s over.

-Click

“……………….”
“……………….”

Silence.

Even after the door closed, a sense of stillness hung between us.

“So, what do you think, Miss Matilda? Should we try to get closer…?”

“………………Ugh. Hngh.”

I was about to ask if we should get closer for more concrete evidence, but suddenly, Matilda began to sob. Given her behavior until now, I expected her to jump up and get angry, but Matilda was already heartbroken, her eyes red.

I was taken aback.

‘Well, what more is there to see? He’s kissing her and fondling her body right from the start.’

Matilda, shocked by her fiancé’s infidelity, was shedding tears.

She looked unusually vulnerable.

“He was… so… hngh… gentlemanly… Just a few days ago… hic… He said he didn’t see any other women… hngh… That I was the only one…”

Her voice, which had been so loud and confident earlier, was now a whisper, as she hiccuped and denied reality. Matilda quietly wept alone in that secluded back alley for a while.

I watched her, her shoulders trembling, and fell into thought.

Matilda was in a state where she could crumble at the slightest touch, making it easy to get close to her by exploiting her vulnerability, even if I was just a servant. After all, she was a commoner, and more importantly, I had placed a suggestion on her.

‘Wait a moment…’

While comforting her and licking her wounds would be good for now… I suddenly had an interesting idea.

Wasn’t it possible that Matilda had too naive a view of relationships? Lately, I had been giving Stella sex education, and that made me feel inclined to do the same here.

“Hic… Daren… I thought he was different from other nobles… hic… Are all men like that?”

Matilda asked me, still hiccuping with her eyes red.

“Men are… It’s not necessarily like that.”

“………?”

Matilda, already struggling to compose herself, looked at me with suspicion at my strange words, which were neither comforting nor anything else.

I began to tell her a bizarre story.

“Of course, I don’t like the young master either… but honestly, everyone, men and women, secretly enjoy taboos like this. The reason I told you about the young master’s affair wasn’t because the affair itself was wrong, but because I didn’t like how blindly you were trusting him.”

“Hic… Wh-what are you saying?”

She stared at me blankly as I spoke about things far removed from common morality as if they were normal. Then, she wiped away her tears and immediately retorted to my bizarre words.

“That’s absurd! There’s no way everyone would do that, right?”

“Really? Everyone is secretly enjoying themselves behind the scenes.”

“Lies…! Don’t lie. If everyone was doing such sinful things, how would the world function? I’m not stupid enough not to know that. How can you say such things so casually?!”

That was the right thing to say. In a normal situation, Matilda would be right.

She was in a state of extreme confusion as I suddenly said that Daren’s affair itself was not unusual. As the focus of the conversation gradually shifted, I judged that the atmosphere was ripe and blurted out what I had been thinking while looking at her.

“Hmm. Everyone is really enjoying themselves… If you want, shall I show you?”

“Eh, eh?”

The seeds I had sown before entering the barony were scattered throughout the village.

I decided to show them to Matilda one by one.

…………

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Inside a room at an inn in the village.

A room that was neither too big nor too small.

“Now, take a look inside.”

“U-uhm.”

I had rented the room for a while, and I was sitting across from Matilda, who had dry eyes, at a table. In the center of the table was a crystal ball that I had summoned.

Of course, it was an item given to me by my patron god.

So, how, and why, are we doing this…

First, I told her that it was a magical crystal ball that could be used once, and that I had secretly taken a few that were abandoned in a secluded place. Of course, it was nonsense, but Matilda, lacking general knowledge, didn’t feel any strangeness and just believed it.

And soon, she would believe what I had said too.

-Whoosh…

“Ah… This is the magical crystal ball. I can really see inside… It really shows the whole territory? And the time seems right too…”

“Yes, I was surprised too. But more importantly, do you remember what I said earlier? Then let’s start by looking around this area.”

With that, I focused my mind and began to turn the camera, showing the houses in the barony one by one in the crystal ball.

Matilda was amazed and looked into the ball for a moment.

Soon, shocking and explicit scenes were blatantly revealed before her eyes.

-Aah, aah…♥ Hwaaah. Hah, hah, hah…♥ Ah, that’s good.
-Oh my, madam. How vulgar… Hehe. Is my husband’s cock that good?
-Yes, yes. Hngh…♥ It’s a bit different from his…♥ Aah. But Marimo, you’re trembling too, aren’t you?

Squish, squish, squish, squish♥

“Kyaaaak! Th-that’s Marimo and Nadim’s couple…?! Wh-what is this…!”

Matilda’s face turned bright red as soon as she saw the intercourse in the crystal ball, and she covered it with her hand. But her eyes peeked out from between the V-shaped gap in her fingers.

What Matilda was seeing was a scene of two couples swapping partners and having their wives’ cunts eaten. It wasn’t a scene of men forcefully pinning them down, but rather, the wives were straddling the cocks of the other men on a large bed, rotating their waists. The wives were naturally evaluating their partners’ cocks with vulgar words, laughing and talking among themselves.

Squelch. Squelch, squelch, squelch…♥

Even as white cunt juice dripped from the junction, soaking their balls, they had familiar expressions on their faces.

“Ah. Ugh… Ugh…”

Matilda trembled all over at the surreal and shocking sight. But unfortunately for her, this was not the end. My perverted suggestion was spread throughout the village.

When I turned the camera to another house, the couple swapping was the least of it.

The houses where the whole family was hypnotized were scenes of orgies. It was common to see a father and son hugging their mother from the front and back, simultaneously thrusting into her vagina and anus. There were also scenes of fathers teaching their stepdaughters how to grip their cocks, thrusting deep inside their vaginas. Of course, the daughters would smile sweetly and squeeze their cocks tightly.

Not only were families engaging in such acts, but they were also having promiscuous sex with outsiders. Even the inn we were staying at was like that.

-Ugh…♥ Fran, you’re too intense… Hngh. Aah, aah♥!!
-Hah, hah!! How about we go until tonight?
-Oh my…♥ No, I can’t. I have to work… And if my husband sees semen dripping from my cunt again today, he’ll get angry. Fran, you use too much in my womb, it’s a problem…♥
-That’s because you keep seducing me, Meryl! Chuu…! Smack, smack.
-Ugh, hmm. Hmmm♥ Smack, smack, smack…♥

The landlady of the inn we were staying at was rolling around with a young adventurer in his room. The heat and atmosphere were palpable even outside the camera.

The landlady, with her voluptuous body, was being pressed down by the sturdy adventurer, her cunt being vigorously thrust into. Cunt juice was splattering everywhere, but they were panting and enjoying their lewd sex as if it were nothing.

“Even… Aunt Meryl… I wondered where she was, but she was… No way…”

When Matilda had first entered the inn, she had muttered to herself, wondering why a different woman had greeted her instead of the landlady she knew. Now that she knew the truth, Matilda stared blankly into the crystal ball, stuttering endlessly. The fact that she said her husband would only be slightly angry after her cunt was thrust into by another man was also shocking.

Because there was no such thing as a moral code in this situation and in these statements…

‘Was it too much?’

I thought that as I watched Matilda’s mental state crumble in real-time.

Well, it was up to her how she took it. Let’s see what happens.