Reincarnated Lord’s Unwanted S*xual Technique

Chapter 141

Chapter 141

"The assassins we sent out are all dead. We can't find any bodies, nor can we get any information about what's going on over there."

Peter Swift muttered with a displeased expression in his office. With a nervous-looking face and veins throbbing on his temples, he had blonde hair and blue eyes.

"...We don't think?Gray Hound?....."

"I don't want any excuses."

"...yes."

With a sharp retort, the elderly butler couldn't help but close his mouth in embarrassment. Wearing a butler's uniform similar to a tailcoat, he had a serious and stern face, with beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

The butler had been ordered by Swift to send assassins to kill the Aldora lord and his entourage heading toward this mansion. However, instead of receiving good news, all he got was reports that the assassins, Shadow, had been defeated.

Both during the day and night.

Even if they tried to ambush under the cover of darkness, even if they tried to set an inn on fire, or disguised themselves as thieves and attacked in broad daylight, they were all defeated before they could carry out their attacks.

It is certain that the Gray Hound is still in Aldora. The intelligence he sent there was still being intercepted, and he have received reports of sightings. There's also confirmed that there are three people on the wagon, including the lord himself.

Desmond Damwead, Lord of Aldora.

His wife, Charlotte.

And Katherine, Charlotte's maid.

He has heard that Katherine is as capable as Shadow. However, it was only on par with them and not overpowering them. Or perhaps other guards didn't reveal themselves. The gray hound can hide himself, but it's not in his nature to hide and lurk, as he've heard from him. But then, how powerful were they really?

Their own forces were gradually dwindling, and the carriage was approaching this mansion with each passing moment.

A mediocre noble with no prestigious lineage, Charlotte's family status may be high, but she is a woman. Not to mention Katherine.

Needless to say, compared to such a party, to think that they would trouble him, the Swifts... What disrespect.

The butler stood still in impatience, while Peter whose temples twitched, felt discomfort.

The heavy atmosphere hung in the office.

However.

"But he's just a third-rate noble. As a first-rate noble, I should keep my composure. I won't be affected by someone of low class like him. "

Peter says to himself. The butler listened without saying a word.

"But keep the attacks going. There's no need to use the 'Shadow' anymore. It would have been enough to assign someone insignificant. He's a coward who runs away at the first battle. Just being aware that he was being targeted will put considerable pressure on him."

"Indeed, Peter-sama, you are right."

It was a boring flattery, but what was absurd was that both of them really believed it. They blindly believe their wishful thinking without knowing current Desmond capability and without having any credible intel. However, it was understandable.

They still saw Desmond as a man with no prestigious lineage, no martial arts skills, and was only able to impregnate Charlotte by chance. And if he was really that kind of man, no matter how powerful the "gray hound" was, he would bow down and submit when faced with their strength.

If they come into contact with the Terrace family, they will surely receive some advice, but even so, they still confront us face to face. it will be easy to subdue them now, as he is nothing more than a coward.

They sincerely believed so.

Pride, Arrogance.

And indeed, Desmond was nervous with his "chicken sense" tingling, but thanks to the devoted and the girls putting their bodies on the line for him, literally, making his courage gauge pumped up to 100%. They also have grayhound and former "Shadow" leader of the Swift family, Ephemera. She kept her appearance hidden and was enjoying herself in the "Ero Space" in the carriage with the other two, being embraced by her lord with pleasure. The reason she was able to do that while protecting the group was all thanks to the grayhound's instincts. She decided to shamelessly indulge in the activity that make her face goes stupid and crossed-eyed without holding back. The timid lord himself was unaware that he was being attacked.

The lord of Aldora, currently swinging his hips like a stud, was approaching Swift's manor every second.

"At least, let's prepare ourselves now."

At his office, Peter murmured to himself.

Sadly, there's no one to tell him to pack up and run away.

?

"aaaahhhh!"

The scream sounded as I was pressed down on Ephemera-chan in the carriage and creampied her.

"Fu...Ah.... it's flowing in..."

She wrapped her supple legs around my waist and pulled me towards her, receiving my seed. She also put her arms around my back, showing a very sweet side. She was completely devoted to me, embracing me tightly, our private parts were intimately connected.

I wanted to thrust my hips a little more and pour all into her, but now that I had heard it, I know it was the time.

"Ahh!"

With a squelching sound, the plug of flesh came out of her vagina, and thick, cloudy white fluid overflowed. Between Ephemera's white pubic hairs, swollen and from arousal, the reddened, gaping petals peeked out.

??Gufufu, a beautiful sight to behold as always.

My erect shaft was still as hard, pointing at the sky. But now...

?Clean?

"?"

"?"

Katherine and Ephemera looked at me with question marks floating above their heads. Did they not hear it? Or perhaps they shut it out of their consciousness, assuming that even if they did hear it, it is something that the nobles wouldn't be involved in.

I glanced at Charlotte.

??Uwaa...

Her large emerald eyes sparkled like precious gems. She could see right through my feelings, as our hearts were connected. Her face seemed to contain a hint of expectation as if she was longing for something she had finally encountered...

??When you look at me with those eyes, it's really embarrassing... But well, let's just do it as usual.

Though, it's been quite a while.

I straightened my clothes. I dressed in my usual casual shirt and pants. And inside this carriage is isolated, thanks to Charlotte-chan's skill, but once I open the door, that isolation will be lifted right? Everyone is still bewildered by me suddenly casting ?Clean? on them, except for Charlotte who can understand my thought. Even so, I tell them to fix their clothes properly.

I opened the door of the carriage.

Outside was a hilly area. The road wound its way through the rugged landscape. The sky is so clear it could make one dizzy with white clouds. The early summer air stirred up the scent of grass.

"Is something wrong, Desmond-sama?"

The coachman noticed my presence and spoke up. Good, it seems like he hasn't noticed our escapade. Charlotte-chan's skill is truly amazing.

"You're welcome."

Even her voice is soothing.

"We'll encounter some monsters soon."

The coachman just raised his eyebrows slightly. As expected of our coachman.

"You're as reliable as ever," he said and continued driving the carriage.

"Is that true, master?" Ephemera asked.

"Yeah, I heard a scream about over this hill."

"....."

*shing*

Ephemera seemed to be readying something.

"Are you planning to go there?"

"Of course."

She spoke as if it was only natural.

"Stop, you've been using a lot of stamina just now, haven't you?"

Although it was me who was the cause...I couldn't just come out and say it. After all, the coachman was also here.

I pat her head. "Take a rest. You're strong, I know that you're capable. But unlike Charlotte and me, you use up almost all of your stamina. If anything happens to you, I'll be sad."

"??"

"Is something wrong?"

"N-No...." "Ephemera" hesitated slightly and said, "I am a 'Shadow.' A 'tool,'....originally meant to come and kill you two..."

"But now you're my woman."

"??"

"??looks like we've arrived."

I looked forward.

"Iron Wolf..."

Ah, those are tough. I hesitate to kill animals even though they're monsters. But since people are being attacked, I can't afford to worry about such things. And he trained me that way.

That damn old man.

Until now, the one who was by my side from the start was that damn old man, so the feeling of having a proper escort and worrying about my safety like Ephemera is quite refreshing.

And if it's that old man,

"Hoho, look, Desmond-sama, there's a monster"

(Rough translation) Hurry up and defeat it. You're not scared of that, are you?

And if I was slow to detect it, I could be thrown out the window. It was even worse than Spartan ?? and you called that escort?

??I don't get him.

Anyway, let's digress.

When I looked around, it appeared like a merchant's carriage was being attacked, and although there were guards there, their numbers were tragically lacking. Honestly, what is the lord of this region doing, allowing monsters to appear on a commercial road? But somehow this could be their approach.

As usual, I feel a sense of disappointment when I go outside.

And then, Ephemera said, "B-but you ran away in your first battle..."

??Being labeled as a coward, huh. I knew that's how they would judge me. And honestly, I think the same about myself.

I almost chuckled.

"That's true. I mean, who would want to do that? Killing people or getting killed. I thought it was something I can stomach before going to the battlefield, but once I actually experienced it, it was different. Even now, I am certain in my ability to escape."

"But saying that with confidence is...". Well, "Then, why..."

"Of course, because I also hate it when someone dies or gets hurt. Well then, I'll be back in a bit."

"Ah!"

Even bore Ephemera's voice could escape her, I jumped out of the carriage and accelerated by kicking the ground with my ?physical enhancement?. In my childhood, I used magic recklessly and cause my Magic Circuit to get strangely rigid. That's why I can't use "proper" magic. But I can still manage with this kind of "unidirectional" magic.

I only left the breeze of wind as I move.

I'm a coward. I can't use "proper" magic. I ran away even from the first battle on easy mode. A failure as a noble, a "heretic".

Even so, if someone is about to be hurt??, it doesn't matter if they are commoners or not. Maybe that's why I'm even more of an outcast.

Am I strong or weak? That's obvious, I'm weak. After all, I only fight opponents whom I know are not dangerous due to my "chicken sense".

I'm a coward who only chooses to play on easy mode.

"Then, who do you think is the strongest opponent you've faced?"

"Of course, it's grandpa, Charlotte-chan....Ah, Katherine is also scary."

"....."

"Hah!"

"Grrrr!?"

As I thrust my arm forward, Iron Wolf flew through the air. I Step. Turn.

"Sei!"

"Grrrr!"

One by one, Iron Wolves were thrown into the air and slammed back to the ground. They twitched, spitting blood from their mouths, and then breathed their last.

I'm sorry.

And so, I defeated all of the Iron Wolves.

For the injured merchant, I use ?Heal?.

"Huh? No way? He didn't show any signs of using any magic formulas. And yet he can cast it? What is that? Is such a thing possible...?"

"Fufufu." Charlotte caught the astonished Ephemera from behind and pressed down. "I wonder why? But well, that's maybe why he was able to awaken me by just using my body??"

She pokes Ephemera at her private part.

"Ahh, no, Onee-sama...." Ephemera reacted with a twitch...

"Ephemera, you're all wet."

"T-That's because I was just..."

"Oh my, trying to lie to me? *Sniff sniff*, I smell the scent of a little liar. My eyes don't deceive me. After getting bred, filled, and then receiving kind words from Desmond-sama earlier, you got all wet. Not because you're Desmond-sama's shadow, but because you're a woman, right, Ephemera-chan? You act all happy and excited, all blushing and fluttering, haven't you?"

"Umm, no, that's..."

Ephemera's handsome face blushed. That was hard to believe for someone who used to be a Shadow.

And then Desmond returned.

"Desmond-sama, let's continue where we left off and ravish Ephemera even more."

"W-Waa."

As she was pushed forward,

She is thrown and caught in his chest, looking slowly up to see a nobleman's face that, according to Desmond, is disgustingly handsome.

??thump.

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