Tonight， You Will Be Mine. 387

Chapter 387 – 38. Hot Springs and Meat (7)

No matter how you look at it, the clothes, which were diamond-shaped and had large, empty spaces reminiscent of loose nets, did not fit the definition of clothing. This was inevitable because it was not designed with dignity in mind in the first place. It was a clothing that exposed as much skin as possible and stimulated the sexual organs.

That was the behavior of the slave, Mallika.

She was the baron’s prey, like meat tied neatly with silk thread to marinate in her sauce. No matter how you look at it, the fishnet she wore was nothing more than an accessory; in reality, it was more than a tool for lascivious display.

The atrocities of extravagant gastronomy are preserved in the world of sensuality.

He was dressed in shabby clothes, exposing a lot of skin, and his feet were wearing high-heeled shoes. He walked to one side of the living room to the window with blackout curtains, and by the time the curtains were drawn, he was deceived by the outline of the fire in the dark.

Although she may not be outstanding, she is definitely a beauty.

Compared to other wives and concubines, her body seemed somewhat weak. But that was also a relative evaluation. The baron’s favored ladies are all ladies who are not lagging behind in anything, especially since they are at least keeping up with each other.

Well, what kind of organization was Seokhwadan?

This is a group that strictly selects only the most outstanding foreign characters among the countless wandering nomads and trains them as members. By the time they reached Tanggeum, they were in control of the wilderness, so it is highly unlikely that they would have sent an idiot on a mission to assassinate a big man like the Baron of Ardennes.

Thanks to this, Rom was able to leisurely contemplate the slave’s body wandering about naked in front of strangers. In her dimly lit room, she formally invites Justine, who is constantly on edge, and Georges, who has completely let go of the soul, to sit down.

“Please sit down.”

She sat comfortably in a chair that allowed her back to recline. With the leash in her hand, she slightly tightened the breathing of her sister who was crawling down, while standing with her feet stretched out, she took control of her mood.

“Malika, please bring some tea here.”

“Yes, master.”

Nicole and Rosaria, kneeling on the cold, hard tile floor, supported their owner’s legs one by one as if they were used to it. The reason why they took great pains to set aside the cold weather carpet and submit to the bare ground was because it was the duty of a slave.

“Haup, jjook…” …”

“Heru-eup, Chuh-eup…”

Even in a room that is always clean, at least one speck of dust is bound to remain. Nevertheless, the slave sisters faithfully held on to the master’s feet as he strode across the room. I sucked it so sweetly that it didn’t bother my ears and was just right.

“These are tea leaves from Veda. “It was a little bitter.”

“Okay, since the guests are probably bored, I’m just masturbating over there.”

Rom reached for the teacup, picked up the spoon that came with it, and stirred the contents. And then he threw it on the floor as it was useless and looked at it like he was being generous.

“Now.”

“Oh, this is…”

He meant to be surprised by sticking the cylindrical handle into the hole. Of course, it was a treatment that deserved to be treated with humiliation. It was Mallika who followed orders without even thinking about it anymore.

“It is an honor to be a teaspoon touched by the master’s hand. Even though it was just an order, I would like to apologize in advance for the rudeness of piercing my pussy with the object you used. I will not hide my slut nature with vulgar masturbation and will become eye candy…”

“That’s right, don’t forget to lift your heels, so they don’t fall off. “Squat down like a shameless bitch.”

“Huh, yes…”

How can I keep my heels from touching when I wear such high shoes? Even for someone who was thoroughly trained as a dancer and assassin, her current posture was difficult as she had to keep her toes almost at right angles. Unfortunately, the owner didn’t really notice it.

Anyway, Mallika in the shadows masturbated furiously.

Even though she gave instructions casually in passing, she was immersed in it, like a dancer performing an important performance, and attracted attention. Before long, he showed off his perverse sensuality by sweating profusely.

‘Wow, this sucks… ?’

Even the market, which was not particularly bright at night, was captured in the darkness. It meant that the ink politician, whose body work was rat poison, did not miss the precarious body of the woman as if it were shaking aspen, her breathing gradually becoming heavier, and the moans coming out of her tightly clenched lips.

‘Georges, you idiot! What is the situation now… !’

Moreover, what about former mercenaries whose night attack is a basic skill?

‘We’re screwed! That’s also very fucked up!’

Justine, who sat politely and had a business smile on her face, repeatedly cursed in her mind. It wasn’t just the bitches who were tied up like animals and meticulously licking between the man’s toes, and the slaves who were constantly slapping and driving me crazy.

However, as always, she showed insight and realized she was a swindler.

‘What is the most effective way to measure the strength of one’s body? Needless to say, it’s all about your sense of balance! Can’t you see what that woman, Mallika, is doing? Even if you wear stilettos the size of my feet, you still support your whole body with just a few front toes!’

Such skills are not achieved simply by having a light body. It is a skill that can only be achieved if you have appropriate strength and flexibility as well as excellent judgment. Based on experiences, nine out of ten would be top-notch assassins, and even the remaining one would be a dancer who learned martial arts.

‘Judging by his appearance, he is not a pure-blooded Gallic. She’s almost half-Aragorn or Vedic, which means there’s a good chance that the woman masturbating like a bitch in heat is from the lawless lands of the West. Likewise, if you are a top-notch assassin or a dancer who knows martial arts, where would you be?’

It is clear that it is a stone altar. Romain, the baron’s younger brother, was using a woman from the most famous dance troupe in the country as his slave. The scary fact is that all of them are highly skilled swordsmen. Also, there is a high possibility that not only the wet pussy and the throbbing girl, but also the other two years are of similar skill.

‘Esmeralda, the autumn stone of the West, is a woman with great ambition. Just look at the fact that a lowly man from Manushi suddenly became a nobleman who ruled a region. Seokhwadan has different values ​​and directions from us. We can never coexist.’

In that case, the three worshipers here are the ones who turned their backs on the forces they were involved in. I don’t know the exact process, but I committed myself to the Barony and am satisfied with the treatment I was given in one way or another. Moreover, it doesn’t seem like his mind is caught up in witchcraft.

‘The real problem is this…’

Justin Steen swallowed back the sigh that had built up in his throat. The slaves who were dancers of the Seokhwadan were receiving the trust of the baron. Maybe he was excited and satisfied with the treatment he was receiving now. In other words, it was the feeling of immediate combat.

‘I didn’t bring you here just to change the mood. This suggests that the relationship is strong enough to not rebel even if you look down on them and look down on them. If anything happens, he might attack, so I have to protect him against at least the three of them.’

It wasn’t even just one-to-many.

‘Damn it, I didn’t even bring the gauntlet. I knew this would be the case, so I just hated weak men.’

The man who looked as if he would break in one place if he was touched was Georges. This man, Garel, was not only insidious and incompetent, but also overflowing with needless greed. Perhaps he didn’t like my subtly contemptuous attitude, but he was a bastard who beat me up with some alcohol and authority.

I didn’t know it at the time, but I just thought it was a drunken one-night stand.

To me, who was drawing a line by telling me to forget about yesterday, he expressed his clear position. If she continues not to comply with my demands, I will go to her wife and confess the affair. To Miss Hortense, the benefactor you followed so much.

‘Ah, thinking about it makes me angry. What’s so good about this guy…’

I thought he was just a fanboy, but he wasn’t. He seemed like an elected official, but he caught me unawares and confessed his immoral relationship to his wife. As if I had finished all the work behind his back, I received official approval and took the flowers in both his hands.

After that, as you know.

Every day, he gave her inconvenient gifts and sexually harassed her. As if there was an iron plate on his face, he clung to me and wooed me even when I kept bouncing on him. In the end, he couldn’t stand it any longer, and even after squeezing several of them, instead of getting angry, he started talking nonsense like he was throwing a tantrum.

It really felt like my outfit was going to change.

‘… Just a little bit of tidying up, I guess it wasn’t that bad.’

It seems like it’s too expensive for Western quality I never wanted, but what can I do? Later on, I have no choice but to beat the hell out of someone out of sight.

“With all due respect, Master Romain?”

The decision has been made. Now all that’s left is to take action.

“I need you to answer just one question.”

Justine, who had been waiting for the other person to open his mouth, cleared his throat. “You don’t even know who is taking the lead right now,” He said one after another to Rom, who was blinking at his somewhat forceful expression. I have no intention of continuing to be dragged along by your threats.

“Don’t misunderstand. I say this with full knowledge that your assholes are assassins from the famous Seokhwadan. Additionally, if I were alone and wearing my favorite weapon, I would have been able to deal with him.”

“It’s not unfounded confidence.”

It’s not that she doesn’t have feminine charm. However, the office-like suit with modifications to make it easier to move around gave many clues. To the extent that even the rough state of a powerful person like a baron who controls the continent can be inferred.

‘There are many traces of fighting in the vanguard. It sounds similar to Nanny Anais. Is it slightly worse than that? As the saying goes, if you fight from the front, you’ll easily be pushed aside by three guys like Mallika.’

Of course, the role of an assassin is not to foolishly go out into the open plains and engage the enemy. It is taking advantage of the moment when the opponent is off guard and taking their life. There is no way for those who must kill or be killed to revere an idea as vague as the value of struggle.

“If you prepare well and risk your life, it will be worth it to get to five. I am confident that I can take at least three of them as companions to the underworld. I firmly guarantee this.”

“Then why aren’t we taking action?”

“It’s the difference between being single or not.”

Nevertheless, it is interesting because he himself pointed out that point accurately.

“Assassins are not warriors. Their true value lies in accurately assassinating key figures. This means that my position in protecting the mayor is at a great disadvantage. “I am a bodyguard, so if I want to do my duty, I must avoid gambling with low odds.”

“Excellent. However, I think it’s still not enough to explain why I have to listen to one of your questions and answer it obediently.”

“The reason is simple. Because I recognized that Master Romain was stronger than Mr. Malika, who masturbated at your command, and the unknown foot sluts. In addition, this is because he emphasized the bright side of the story and revealed that he had no intention of using deception.”

Those who survived all have their own reasons.

“It is not my intention to offend. But my top priority is protecting the mayor here. Therefore, Mr. Romain, you must answer my question. Otherwise, even if I am destined to die cruelly, I will fight to the end to protect this miserable man.”

Justin Garrel did the same. She truly had insight.

“I know that I just hate troublesome things. If you ask a question and say that something is good, you can laugh it off and move on, but are you really going to blow this opportunity? It seems like they are shooting it that way.”

“Actually, it’s more than that. It is also possible to make the teacher forget his worries. So stop rambling and answer the questions. Was Georges brought here for reprimand or execution?”

“I am the one who did not punish the Vice Count and his group who openly rebelled against Madame Lemohan. But today I was thinking that maybe I should pull out the sword. “It’s because of Tamgwan Duck, who didn’t learn anything even after being given the opportunity twice.”

“If you do, I can change your decision. “I want to see as little blood as possible.”

“Not only did your mayor side with the three lords, but he also helped run the drug trade against the Barony?”

Startled, she turned her head and glared at Georges.

‘Is that right?’

‘Wow, I can’t say it’s a complete lie.’

I don’t know if he was involved, but it was quite embarrassing to see him become a mute like a honey-drinking mute.

‘That’s why I told you not to just take everything I give you!’

‘No, you know that…’

‘Ah, I really want to beat you up! You should have just beaten me to death the day you did that to me!’

‘I feel wronged, there is an unspeakable tragic story here…’

‘Shut up and watch the other bitch and ease your erection!’

Once a hand is laid down, it cannot be taken back. Moreover, this was the only way for the incompetent and greedy market. Justine, gritting his teeth behind his elegantly smiling lips, finally controlled his anger and spoke.

“It’s possible. “Let me explain.”

Soon, a feast of completely unexpected answers unfolded. Thanks to this, Rom, who only blinked his eyes again, quickly thought of a question that may have been rude and scratched his head.

‘What? This woman is not usually competent…’

Why did Miss Justine become Georges’ mistress?

‘Do you like men who are a bit lacking in… ?’

He honestly couldn’t say no.