Village Head's Debauchery

Chapter 136 Zara, The Village Chieftess (2)

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"Although I don't mind having kushi with you, considering my age and the fact that I have already passed my fertile years, it would be unwise to waste your semen on me," the village chieftess finally said, narrowing her eyes while a playful smile tugged at one corner of her lips. "Furthermore, as the partner of the Village Chief, I hold the position of a chieftess in my own right. And as a rare young man like yourself, who didn't mind Ayla's assistance in finding release, I am well aware that other young men would prefer to seize the opportunity for a trade rather than focusing solely on a mere kushi."

I easily grasped the underlying message in her words, so I maintained my silence and listened attentively, recognizing that she had no intention of stopping. She carried on, "But I didn't summon you here to discuss that. Instead, Orion, I heard that you and the four individuals who passed the evaluation underwent your first warrior training today?" The village chieftess's voice took on a nurturing tone, and although it felt a bit peculiar to hear her address me by my name, I still replied, "Yes. Warrior Jean led us to the other side of the forest to teach us how to fight and destroy the Vylkr vines." She nodded approvingly, a slight smile adorning her lips as she continued, "That's excellent. Although I didn't have any expectations for this year's warriors, especially since my main interest was observing the growth of one of you, it's delightful to discover that my expectations were surpassed and this year's warriors have proven to be far more captivating than I initially anticipated."

Although I had a strong inkling of whom she might be interested in among this year's warrior evaluation, I swiftly brushed aside the thought, focusing instead on her as she paused momentarily before clearing her throat. "Anyway, as you're well aware, every villager who reaches adulthood possesses their own unique gift, bestowed upon us by Naka, regardless of its unusual nature. With that in mind, I've called you here to see if you would permit me to use my gift on you."

I furrowed my brow momentarily, swiftly concealing my confusion before it became apparent. "May I know what your gift is, Chieftess?" I asked, the single question burning in my mind, outweighing all others.

"I possess the ability to read the future... Well, a person's future with remarkable precision," the village chieftess disclosed without reservation. "Although this knowledge isn't exactly a secret, the number of villagers who are aware of my gift is significantly smaller compared to those who remain oblivious. One could say it remains a moderately well-kept secret."

If that was indeed the reason she had summoned me, it became clear why she was so eager to meet. "So, what do you say? Are you curious to discover what lies ahead in your future?" she asked, crossing her legs in a more comfortable position as she settled herself on the mat. I nodded in response, my curiosity piqued, but I couldn't help but ask, "Are there any preparations I should make before you use your gift on me?" Caught slightly off guard, the village chieftess's smile waned, replaced by a half-serious expression as she admitted, "Besides experiencing a mild dizziness, I assure you that you won't feel anything else." She paused momentarily before continuing, "And whatever visions you witness, I will also be able to perceive since we will be granted a glimpse of your future together." With that, she extended her right arm toward me, motioning for me to do the same and extend my hand.

If the Village Chieftess desired to delve into my future out of genuine curiosity about the potential fate of a young man with a six-star potential, I could comprehend her eagerness, particularly since her gift held the power to unveil such possibilities. Moreover, it wouldn't be an untruth to admit that I, too, harboured a keen interest in unravelling the enigma of what lay ahead, especially when presented with the opportunity. After a brief contemplation, I reached a decision, extending my hand forward and observing a faint, delighted smile illuminate her face. "Are you ready?" she asked, meticulously studying my countenance, to which I replied with a nod, "I am ready," all while inhaling deeply and slowly exhaling as the tingling anticipation of what was to come permeated my skin.

I mean, I know that I have already set out to live a calm and peaceful life, open to any enticing temptations that come my way, be it a few soaked holes or two. Therefore, I wasn't particularly anxious about what my future might look like, and I didn't have much to conceal except, of course, my past life, which I've diligently locked away within me. Furthermore, unlike the other young men in the village, I wasn't as indolent when it came to the matters of getting an erection and using my penis effectively, a fact that the village chieftess and several others had already witnessed firsthand. So, as the village chieftess grasped my outstretched left hand and turned it palm-side up, gently placing one of her hands on top and the other underneath, I knew she had activated her gift when her head drooped lifelessly, while her body remained upright and composed, her hands gently clasping both sides of mine.

Suddenly, a delicate, otherworldly whitish glow emanated from her hands, enveloping mine in its ethereal embrace, and gradually it grew brighter and brighter. The luminosity became so intense that I instinctively squeezed my eyes shut, shielding them from the overwhelming radiance. And as I did so, I found myself plunged into an abyssal darkness, so deep and consuming that it felt as if my entire body was ensnared within its abyss. It was as though every endeavour to open my eyes was rendered futile, trapped in an endless void that resisted any escape.

Out of nowhere, a hand swiftly clasped mine and yanked me forward, catching me off guard. I didn't need to ponder or speculate on the identity of the hand's owner, because the distinct warmth that enveloped my hand revealed that it belonged to none other than the village chieftess herself. "BAMM!" In an instant, we collided with a door—or at least it seemed like we did—jolting my senses with a sudden impact.