Grand Dad Is The Pervert God

Chapter 98 Power Of The Future Guild Leaders.

Victoria drank a cup of tea while She supervised the construction of the Salt factory.

So far, everything had been going according to plan.

She did check on the other projects. However, for her, this one was the most important one.

She could not help but already imagine the look on the faces of all those other merchant families when they saw what she was bringing to the competition.

A cocky smile appeared on her lips as she thought of it.

Victoria sighed to herself. All her life, she had been running away from the life of a merchant and now, its responsibilities had finally caught up to her.

However, it felt different.

It felt far different from when her parents would nag at her day and night to leave the library and partake in the family business.

It was strange how something a person hated could feel so good when doing it for a loved one or someone deeply cared for.

This was how she felt.

Eros had saved her life and welcomed her into his home regardless of the fact that her brother had done a great wrong.

He did not even care that she was crippled and welcomed her with open arms.

Such a thing would move the heart of any helpless girl.

Then again, was that not the definition of a damsel in destress.

There was also that short but memorable event with Eros where he had touched her in certain places.

Thinking about that event now, made her excited inside and she could not help but tighten her fingers around her cup of tea.

Her legs also slightly tightened in reflex to the sensation her body felt when thoughts of how he touched her came to head.

However, there was also that thing she saw the other day.

She remembered it clear as day.

Even till now, when she thought of it, a shiver ran down her spine.

She couldn't help but imagine how his thick member managed to enter his women.

Out of curiosity, her hand traced into her clothes. Her minded wondered what it would be like if he entered her.

"Will it even fit!?" she asked out loud.

"Lady VICTORIA!!!" a voice called to her and she nearly jumped out of her seat , spilling her tea everywhere.

She turned to the person that had called her trying her best to wipe the spilled tea.

it was the older man she had assigned to be in charge of the salt factory. His name was Mr Bob.

"You where saying something my lady? About something fitting in?" He asked politely.

*Cough!* Victoria coughed awkwardly.

"Don't worry! it's... erm.. just my...erm thoughts about the pump we are using for the...erm Hole."

"Oh! yes. the hole for the pipes to charge through. I thought about the size too. I was thinking thicker is better, but if you think we should extend it's length, that could work too."

Bob scratched his jaw as his mind went in thoughts about this. Unknown to him, Victoria's mind had made a very quick trip into the gutter with all the descriptions he had been giving. He did not even notice that she was blushing.

Just then, a worker ran up to them. He breathed in and out heavily.

He had injuries on his body. The sight of him surprised Victoria and Bob.

"Mr Bob, Lady Victoria. Thank heavens I found you both. There is an emergency. We have serious trouble at the farming area. We are under attack."

"ATTACK!!?" Both Mr Bob and Victoria could not believe what they had just heard.

"From who!?" Victoria asked. This question came out instinctive.

Now that she thought about it, only a few weeks ago, they was the issue of arrows raining into the Manor.

Definitely, there was someone after the Tate Estate and they were strong.

The worse part is that this person just so happened to have attacked when Eros was out for the Viscount's

Without a doubt, this attack was planned with Eros's absence in mind.

After all, they had not been another attack since that time.

"I don't who they are Ma'am," the bleeding man answered, "but all of them wore clown masks. They kept on asking for a Tablet."

Victoria frowned. She really did not know anything about a Tablet. No doubt, it involved the Tates or maybe a quarrel amongst nobles. After all, those have been happening most recently.

It was common knowledge that the Almace Kingdom has had several unrest as of recent.

This could be one of them.

"Lady Victoria, what do we do? some of the experienced brothers decided to hold them while I came to report to you."

Victoria was speechless as to what to do. she really did not know how to solve the current matter.

She was a scholar and a Merchant. None of those descriptions had the use of a sword in them.

Also, the Tate Estate did not have soldiers that could help with defense or the like.

It was like a woman with her legs opened to a group of rapists, expecting them not to take advantage of her.

Such a problem had to arise when she was in charge. Victoria knew she was not built for this.

The only other person that could fight in the territory was Jimmy, but he had entered closed doors cultivation.

The problem with forcefully waking a person that was in closed door cultivation was not a funny one.

They was always the risk of disrupting the person while in the midst of a break through.

Victoria was not a cultivator, but she had read many books. She understood that enlightenment was rare to come across.

If a person should be interrupted, only by some luck would such a person find enlightenment again.

With the way Jimmy rushed into Closed cultivation, it was easy for her to tell that he was close to something great.

If she interrupted him now, she would hate herself for ever for it.

Jimmy had been good to her.

Such actions, she felt would be too unjust.

After all, Jimmy was old, and cultivation was very important to him.

Just then, she remembered as something important. After all, Eros could not possibly leave his home unguarded and unprotected.

"Mr Bob, I want you to sound the alarm, and get all the brothers inside the Manor. Let every other person remain indoors until further notice. if I'm correct, I think they will head for the Manor first."

Mr Bob did not understand Victoria.

"Lady Victoria, if they are heading for the Manor, why are we heading there too?"

"Because that's the safest place in the Estate. Trust me, tell everyone to run there now. The faster, the better."

Mr Bob was still very skeptical about this, but Victoria was in charge. Besides, if she said it was the safest place, then it definitely was the safest place.

Both men immediately rushed to do as she asked them.

The alarm sounded and the Merchants all dropped the work they were doing and retreated to the Manor.

Meanwhile, Clown stood on a high mountain where he could have a good view of the estate.

He laughed weirdly seeing as everybody ran into hiding because of the chaos that he brought about.

"yes, run! run!! run!!! Let my babies play with you a little.... Hehehe."

As the merchants ran for the Manor, they were chased by the Clowns.

From the way these clowns moved, it was clear that they had cultivation.

"Close the gates!" Victoria ordered.

The merchants ran inside and locked the Manor's gates behind them.

The clowns surrounded the Manor. She of them stood on houses nearby and some others on the ground.

There were many of them. If a number was to be put on them, a few hundred would be accurate.

Civilians ran into their homes. However, these clowns did not care for them. Their goal was the Manor before their eyes.

A clown landed before them. This one was burlier than the rest.

It was most likely in charge of this raid.

The clown laughed weirdly, "Bring it to the ground," the clown ordered.

All the clowns suddenly opened their mouths. It extended abnormally wide to a very impossible degree.

Within their mouths shone like the sun and then they all released their loads for the Manor.

*Boom!Boom!*

Several BOOM sounds were heard.

Like a bathing of Canon balls during war, all the shots were released for the Manor.

Within the Estate, many of the merchants panicked.

This includes Mr Bob.

Victoria had said that this was the safest place in the Estate, but as it stood, it seemed like this was the worst place to be.

After all, they had seen as the Clowns ignored the other homes and came straight for them.

Without a doubt, they were finished. this was going to be a mass burial.

Mr Bob went on his knees to say his last prayer. He could see the arrival of the blasts from the clowns.

However, just when they thought it was the end, three quick shadows moved like an arrow above their heads and landed in front of the Manor.