Transmigrated As The Perverted Young Master

Chapter 8 The Broken Bridge And The Divine Scenery!

?The journey could be said to be the only journey Damien enjoyed. After all, he never was this free on Earth. Never did have time for social lives, too.

All he did in his spare time was read and tame his roaring dragon and succumb to the depths of sleep, too.

He wonders what happened to his body back on Earth. Did someone else take over his body? Or has he… died?

!!!

'Oh, my god!' It only dawned on him now. If he really did die then doesn't that mean his little dragon would be on public display?

'Oh, bloody hell!'

He shook his head to clear his mind.

'Let's just not think about the other life and enjoy the journey, shall we?'

He was alone in the luxurious wagon. If there was someone (Woman! He meant) to keep him company, he was sure his abstinence would break, and he doesn't want that.

There was food and wine on the wagon for his personal needs and if he needs more, he could just command it. All the butlers, servants, and the knights would pretty much hunt the animal of his liking and will cook it on the spot.

After all, he was the second of Duke Zadkiel. Is there anyone who can offend him?

…Or he thought.

On the peaceful and happy journey to the Merry Woods, his wagons were suddenly stopped on its track in the middle of nowhere and the reason; bridge connecting this land to the other one is broken.

There was already a group trying to figure out a way to rebuild the section, but they were too shorthanded.

"Young master, it seems like we can't cross without rebuilding the bridge and the people trying to rebuild the bridge is shorthanded. Should we help them?" Luther asked while watching the group of five people trying to gather enough logs for rebuilding the bridge.

"What else is there to do? Go on, help them."

"As you command." He bowed and left the wagon.

Since he felt this will take some time, he decided to get some fresh air.

Pheww~~

He stretched a little bit since it has been over 3 hours of riding without a rest.

'Uhhh, I need to pee.'

"Stay here. I'm going for a rain check." He said as he tightened his belt around his waist.

"But young maste—"

"It is my command. Besides, I won't go far away."

The poor Zadkiel servants can only nod in acknowledgment.

If Luther was here, he was pretty sure that guy will follow him around even if he insists.

After all, he wanted to maintain a good face in front of duke Zedkiel, as the prospect of marriage will definitely hinder if the young master who he was supposed to guard was found dead or missing or even slightly injured at all.

He gazed over the hardworking people.

!!!!

"Whoa! Who might that lovely lady be~"

'No no no! Nop! Control your dick, man. Just until you cure your illness, stupid Damien.' He shook his head, while not trying to look at the hooded girl who was also helping with the matter.

…

Phewww~ fweet~

He whistled as he emptied his bladder on a nearby bush.

This whole place was in the middle of nowhere. Thick bushes and heavy trees adorned every direction.

It was a forest with just a narrow road and a now broken bridge.

'Should've asked about this place before peeing.'

Rustle!~ Rustle!~

"Shit! Now, what!?" His rhythmic flow of the magical water display was interrupted when he heard a rustling sound on a bush two feet away.

His heart pounded as he intensely gazed at the bush.

RUSTLE!~ RUSTLE!~

The sound only intensifies with each passing second. But his little dragon was still breathing fire like whatever the thing in the bush doesn't concern him.

'Aren't you a selfish, cunt!'

Swoosh!

With a sudden swoosh sound a rabbit suddenly hopped from the bush.

Phew~

And another one followed it.

"Ohhh?"

He wiped the sweat from his forehead. "No need to get iffy, just some bunny getting some action."

After he emptied his bladder, he no longer idled around there and decided to go straight to his people after all, he too don't want to be dead before shagging maidens and beauties.

It will also be disrespectful to Lord Damien, the original. He balled his fist and resolutely looked at the sky.

"I won't fail, my lord."

He was about to return when he heard a splashing sound from the east. He contemplated whether to check it or not.

Splash~ Splash~

'It looks like someone is bathing! What are the odds it won't be a lady and leaving her in a dark and wild forest like this is very unlikely of a young master like me. So to be on the safe side, just let's peek at the wild beauty!'

He~ He~ He~

With a perverted smile, he slowly and very meticulously crouched and moved to the origin of the sound.

He moved from bush to bush with stealth that he even didn't know existed within him. Like a panther stalking his prey.

The splashing sound intensified the more he got to the location.

It was definitely someone bathing. He can bet his money on his dick for that.

He then crawled the next few meters, dirtying his noble attire but it was all worth it as he was about to witness another noble scenery.

What is some dirt compared to the nobility and beauty of a woman? He was sure he was not going to peek like some perverts but merely enjoying the natural gift of the creator.

He slowly spread the last remaining bush that stands in the way of his and his little wiggling dragon's pleasure—He meant, the divine blessing of the creator.

It would've been happy and nice to say, if he were to just continued to piss in the woods, watching the bunnies getting laid and never were to hear the splashing sound, then he wouldn't had to join in this…