Chapter 192 – 19. Henrietta of Kyoyo (2)
In the basement of the mansion, in the laboratory.
Even in the room where the morning sun couldn’t penetrate because there was no window frame, there was a clue that could predict the wind before the ceremony. Although I couldn’t see the sight of a newly built windmill running somewhere in the city or people diligently going out to work.
The smell of bread wafting through the vents was an infallible sign of a new day.
They must have been tired from the reception of the banquet held the day before, but the maids headed to the kitchen without fail to cook for their employer today. After preparing a refreshing table with a focus on savory and delicious bread, he helped the baron and his family enjoy a happy meal.
“Master, are you here?”
“What’s the matter?”
“Oh, I want to prepare a meal for you.”
Françoise knocked on the door in a neat uniform, holding up a silver tray in one hand. Since he couldn’t find Rom anywhere on the ground, he must have guessed that he was here and came to visit. After all, there was no one else to go out.
“Leave it on the table over there.”
Steam rose from the hot soup. The baguette, cut into bite-sized pieces, had an appetizing smell. However, the baron, leaning back on the back of his comfortable chair and taking on an arrogant posture, pointed a little further away, as if he hadn’t thought much of it.
“Hey, what about the young lady?”
The dish was for two. Marion, the head maid, tends to take care of Orianne’s meals meticulously every time, so there was no need to step out, but it was because Lucienne’s role was always her lover and exclusive maid of her.
“Who?”
“Lou, Miss Lucienne.”
Françoise glanced down and replied timidly. There was a carpet made of musk ox hair, and a naked young lady was lowering her body. I was continuing my apology, paying no heed to the fact that my large breasts were being squeezed so that my bowed forehead would not fall off the floor.
“There is no girl with that name here.”
Back, Rom, who gently stepped on the back of the female’s head over her lush blonde hair her, was heartbroken. Just a few hours ago, they used the Winter Stone, which had mesmerized those who attended the feast, as a mat and scorned it.
“Is that so, bitch?”
Lucienne, who was trembling in a prone position, opened her mouth. She was just busy fawning over the appearance of the Marquis Marquis Lady’s pride in her. Even though she was usually picky like a lofty aristocratic lady, at this moment, she was the baron’s slave.
“Seo, follow Seo-Bang-nim’s words…”
“Who is your West?”
“Ugh, it’s as the master said…”
The startled young lady corrected my mistake. However, the baron, who seemed quite angry, kicked her in the butt as if he would not go over even a trivial quibble. Since then, after breaking up with Henrietta, he showed the results of training for two hours.
To none other than Françoise, old Dioran same-sex lover.
“Raise your head and introduce yourself properly. If you don’t want to get scolded again.”
Lucienne, who finally raised her upper body her, sat down on her knees. In the meantime, he kissed the instep of Rome, expressed his gratitude to her, and looked up at Françoise. I always greeted the lover I dominated by reciting vulgar and obscene words.
“Ph, Francoise…”
She was nicknamed Bijou because she was a lovely being like a jewel. She was a young lady who did not know how to give in until a wandering knight who was invited by her mother her appeared. However, the mystic scientist girl, who promised that no one in the world would be able to reign over her, ended up meeting the ruler.
“The baron’s cock-draining slave greets you with a gleeful smile…”
“Uh, uh, yes.”
“I’m really sorry that bitch has made you feel uncomfortable while imitating people…”
Françoise, who only then noticed the situation, nodded awkwardly. I couldn’t hold back my curiosity as to why I was getting so scolded, so I quietly asked back.
“But why are you doing this?”
The beauty’s expression, which was as cold as ice, was completely freed from what had happened. The concubine maid, who read the waves of pleasure rushing incessantly through her blurry eyes her, somehow felt a chill run down her spine her and gulped down her saliva.
“Lucienne, answer me.”
“The bitch couldn’t fix her bad habits and messed around…”
“If you are going to report, do it right. First of all, I have to prepare myself and explain in detail so that they can understand.”
Lucienne, started by the low scolding, crouched down. Along with her disheveled hair her, her voluptuous breasts, narrow waist, and strong hips her even showed off her split vagina her. As it was, he raised his hand her above his head her, exposing his her armpit her like a strange statue, and spitting out a muffled sound with his tongue sticking out.
Hehe, it’s hard to say…”
“A bitch who doesn’t even know the subject… ?”
“Babaha amkekh dahehkehago…”
“He thought he would eat smooth women… ?”
“Slowly and slowly, I’m sorry…”
“I secretly acted secretly from the West… ?”
After reciting the young lady’s words, Françoise looked at Rome. After checking to see if my interpretation was correct, I sighed, gaining confidence from the baron who silently shook his head.
“What did you do this time…”
“You touched Henrietta without consulting me.”
“Oh my God, the duchess’s chastity?”
“I didn’t eat it. I think it was because it was packaged so that it was easy to eat, but thanks to that, Yeongji’s future was almost endangered.”
The departure of the night was a harmony created by chance and inevitability. Strictly speaking, it was true that it was somewhat absurd to say that this situation was solely the fault of Lucienne herself. But who is Henrietta LeBlanc?
The woman of Aquitaine, the origin of the four seasons, the heroine who took the seat of the hostess of the eastern hegemon with her naked body her.
Moreover, since she is Oriane’s older sister, isn’t it an unsuitable opponent to solve with brute force as usual? It is only natural that he would be angry at such a difficult enemy and made this sadal.
“Yesterday, Sister Marguerite was very angry. I had no choice but to drink a little, but when I opened my eyes, I was next to the Duchess. Why is poor Henrietta LeBlanc naked next to Oriane’s bedroom?”
“Aww, lady…”
“I came here after arguing over whether or not to prosecute. With the performance of our tomboyish young lady, we are faced with an unexpected situation.”
The biggest problem is that the baron has no memory of last night. It’s not enough to get caught up in a troublesome thing, and I can’t even remember what happened, so I have to be crazy.
“It is true that the conditions in Marquis Baekryeong are better than in previous years, but we cannot be vigilant. Yesterday, I heard from my sister that the Southern Dominion of Tarn had fallen.
“Well, I’m afraid, but the case of the slaves who attempted to assassinate is not over yet, is it?”
“The Petrified Steps of the West? Surely you should keep an eye on them too. If what they say is true, Bishop Ravel must have stepped down from his throne. Moreover, if that woman, Esmeralda, had sent the assassin to me because she seemed easygoing…”
“I won’t let my guard down this time.”
“Yeah, and besides, one guy was sent alive. I don’t know, but I’m sure you’ve heard the news that the rest have been killed by now.”
Of course, the invisible barrier of the mansion hypnotized the nine dancers. It was here, Lucienne, who made such a revolutionary achievement. However, the world of magic, including mysteries, is profound, so any possibility should not be taken lightly.
“On the battlefield, the enemy is something that must be killed or brought to my side. If I don’t, they’ll squeeze my neck backwards.”
“I have discussed the disposition of slaves with the lady before. That’s my opinion at the time, but if you’re not going to kill me, why don’t you hire me as a housekeeper…”
“Not a bad idea. But not while hypnotized. I don’t know what kind of accident might happen if I ever regain my original consciousness. The point is, we have to break the minds of those smooth murderous bitches from the ground up.”
Opening up new trade routes always creates a huge backlash. If it was just an act of paving the way, what would it be like if it was an issue that would change the kingdom’s hegemony?
Established interests such as Dongbu have no choice but to protest violently to protect their second interests.
“Didn’t the Count of Poitiers and the Count of Lothringen and the Baron Brienne also visit yesterday’s banquet?”
“Yes, the children say that they had a lot of trouble because they are all picky people.”
“Even though the Lemoang family has solidified their position as the number one in the North, you shouldn’t underestimate them. Because those three are the ones who will attack the back of the frozen land whenever the opportunity arises. After all, we are embracing one issue at a time that will become a threat both inside and outside.”
“There are so many things to take care of here and there. I’m just telling you, the abbess summoned me after the banquet yesterday. He seems to want me to stay near him for a while because he has work with the owner. You seem to think that the only person you understand is me in the territory…”
“It’s a shame. No one can stop Marguerite-sama once she gets angry. In the past, older brother Charles was rude and got scolded. He was tied to the branch of a giant tree at the height of the spire and was reading a book calmly under it.”
“Wow, I heard that people who don’t usually express their anger are scary.”
In any case, the road this land had to go was long and difficult. The concubine, who synthesized all the stories she had heard, folded her fingers one by one and reviewed the current situation.
“So, the problem that the owner is facing is a total…”
The control of the LeBlanc family in the east, the change of the Tarn Dominion in the south, the challenge of Esmeralda in the west, the sudden action of the lords in the north, the turmoil in the central political world, and even calming down the nine slave assistants and Marguerite.
‘Honestly, I only got scolded, young lady.’
Françoise, who scratched her cheek shyly, looked at Lucienne, who was still trembling as she kept the same posture, with pity. Still, he sighed again and knelt down in front of the baron, probably because he was her old lover her.
“Master, my dear West.”
It is always special to see a concubine in an elegant maid uniform behaving meekly. Carefully pulling up his hair her that reached over his hips and down to the floor, Françoise pushed his face her between Rome’s legs her.
“I know you must have been very upset with the young lady’s stupid behavior of her.”
He bit into the pants of his casual wear her with his soft lips and slipped them down. She bit her lip and kissed her on the side of the mouth, as if feeling lust after seeing the full penis of her. She added that she hoped that aegyo would make her feel a little better.
“But if it happened with the Duchess yesterday. She’ll catch a glimpse of the lady’s mystery. It’s not very good, but as far as this Françoise knows, it is.”
“I’m glad you heard it.”
“… Side, so please have mercy. It’s a substitute, but I’ll take care of the abbess. While serving her with great care, I will do my best as her concubine so that the adult master does not worry.”
Rom, who had touched the clitoris of the young lady who was punishing her with her tiptoe, asked if it was real. The bitch stuck out her tongue and nodded as she took a sneaking glance at her. Her maid her, who followed her, said that she could do the same.
“Above all, if it’s a matter for the northern lords, the young lady would be the right person. I caught a glimpse at the banquet last night, and all of her wives were pretty. I don’t think she’s good enough as a concubine, but she definitely seemed worth taking as her slave her.”
“Well, it feels good there.”
“Oooooh, chook…”
“Continue.”
“So, won’t that be solved if I order the lady to capture them and make them the master’s captives?”
Marguerite, who is difficult to deal with because she is the sister who has taken care of me since childhood, will deal with it herself. The three northern lords who need to hold the reins, ask the young lady to be their assistant her. You will be able to tame and control those females into the cockscombs.
The concubine’s advice was clear enough to make one wonder if she it was a bookkeeper.
“What about the dancers?”
“It would be nice if I could boast that I would take over as a reserve sub-maid, but I shouldn’t be overconfident in my abilities, so please help me a little bit. I will solve the rest with the help of the mystery of the lady.”
Only then did Rome, whose anger abated a little, stroke Françoise’s head. And she, sweating profusely, winked at Lucienne.
“Whoops, thank you…”
“Who’s going to stop your extreme sincerity?”
“It’s more extreme than Westerners. Then, I’ll give you a taste of what I couldn’t finish yesterday with the maid’s mouth.”
It’s okay to stop working hard and take a break, the punishment is over.
“Lucienne, can you make arrangements right away so I can check on what happened yesterday?”
“Go, it’s possible…”
“You can stop talking honorifics now. Next time, please discuss it.”
“Ugh, sorry…”
The young lady who was finally freed sat down. She wanted to peek at her lover her, who was squirming between the baron’s crotches, making obscene noises.
“There you are, Romuald.”
“Why? Do you want me to be gentle next time?”
“No, can I fuck the real lord’s wives?”
“That’s why you’re asking me in the middle of this, you’re real…”
She was a loving wife, but she was a real scary woman sometimes.
