3P with an Invited Guest (1)
“I-is that really true?” Edwin’s eyes lit up with joy. He must have been desperate for someone’s help. “To think that the legendary Sir Seru would step in personally! This must be a blessing from the gods!” Edwin was visibly excited. He bowed his head repeatedly to express his gratitude. “Thank you… thank you so much!”
A moment later, he calmed his excitement and took a serious breath. “T-then, let’s begin.”
He started to sing. The pitch was still unstable and frankly unlistenable. I listened with my arms crossed, and when he finished, I spoke with a grave expression. “Hmm… the emotion is good. But there are one or two things that need polishing.”
I naturally looked at his sheet music and pointed out several areas. “Here, this part… the pitch drags here. This isn’t a matter of emotion, but technique.”
I gave him sincere advice on his vocalization, breathing, hand gestures, and even his facial expressions. As I pointed them out one by one, Edwin’s eyes widened.
“Ah… ah…!” He looked like he finally understood. “You are truly amazing! I think I get it now!” He was overjoyed, looking as if he might jump for joy. “I see hope! My wife, who is grieving the loss of our child, will surely find great strength in my song! Sir Seru! Please, help me a little more! I will work hard and definitely give my wife courage! I’ll try singing it again just as you taught me!”
I smiled. “Yes, go ahead.”
The song began again. This time, it was definitely better. It was still lacking, but he had found the right direction. I suppose he wasn’t completely tone-deaf after all.
Quite some time passed after that. The sun was already beginning to set. Edwin suddenly grabbed both of my hands tightly. “Next week, my family is hosting a party. That day… I intend to sing a serenade for my wife. Please, I beg you to come. If Sir Seru is there to watch over me… it will give me great strength.” He squeezed my hands. “I want to… give my wife hope.”
I thought for a moment, then smiled and replied, “Understood. Thank you for the invitation.”
Edwin was ecstatic. “My wife will be so happy! Then, next week in the evening, I will send a carriage for you!”
That was how we formed an unexpected bond in the forest. After parting ways with Edwin, I headed toward the royal palace. ‘A serenade… what a romantic husband.’
The living room of a certain mansion. Firewood crackled in the fireplace. A woman sat in a rocking chair on a deep red carpet. The woman, drinking tea alone, wore a red dress with her long brown hair loosely braided. The neckline was plunged deep, revealing her voluptuous cleavage. She lifted her teacup and took a slow sip. The way she licked the moisture from her lips with her tongue was languid and obscene.
Just then, in a corner of the room, where the light from the fireplace didn’t reach, the darkness stirred. Swoosh. Red eyes emerged from the black shadows. The woman smiled softly without even putting down her teacup. “You’ve arrived.”
The darkness stepped forward. The light from the fireplace seeped into his skin. A man with navy-blue skin and pointed ears. Tall stature. Silver hair. His body was lean yet muscular, and a mocking smile hung on his lips. The man walked out leisurely, stood behind the woman, and placed his hands on her shoulders. He massaged them lightly, kissed the back of her neck, and let out a sticky breath.
“Is the party preparation going well?” The man’s voice was soft and sweet, but what was hidden within was a blatant, predatory hunger. The woman tilted her head to the side, accepting his caresses, and let out a languid sigh.
“It will be a very wonderful party. There are many attendees.”
“That… is a joyous thing. The more there are… the tastier it will be.” The firewood in the fireplace snapped and crumbled.
“The royal family will be shocked once it happens.”
“It will be a historic catastrophe.”
“And we… will leave.”
“Hehe.” The man put his lips to her ear and whispered stickily. “My army grows stronger with human essence. Your husband, too… you must bring him down with your own hands.”
The woman chuckled. In that laughter, there was no guilt, no fear, and no hesitation. Only anticipation and excitement filled her. “I wish that day would come sooner.”
“We shall host the best party, tasting their screams and despair.”
The woman reached her hand into her skirt. Her body shuddered. Closing her eyes, she let out a sobbing sigh and wore a satisfied smile. “On that day… I will finally be able to become real, won’t I?”
“Of course.” The man unzipped his pants from behind and pulled out his firmly erect cock. The woman slowly turned her head to look at that thick, grotesquely swollen navy-blue object.
“Haa…” Her eyes glistened with ravenous lust. “Slurp, slurp-slurp.”
The flames in the fireplace flickered violently. On the wall, the shadow of the woman enthusiastically sucking the man’s cock danced long and obscenely.
I met with Baron Edwin of the Tudor family every day to teach him how to sing. I stood him in the sunny forest where we first met and made him repeat the same song over and over. If he made a mistake, I stopped him and pointed it out; if his pitch wavered, I sent him back to the beginning. He never complained once. Instead— “I’ll try again.” He only repeated those words. I smiled with satisfaction. ‘He’s improved a lot.’
He was still clumsy. His technique was lacking. But—he was ready to convey his heart. That was enough. The night after tomorrow. I had a feeling his wife would be moved. I was certain of it. Singing well isn’t everything right now. It’s enough to let her know what the singer’s heart is like. That is what a serenade is.
On the way back after practice, Edwin bowed deeply. “Thank you so much, Sir Seru. This song… I didn’t know if I could do it. It’s all thanks to you, Sir Seru.”
“There isn’t much time left now.” I patted his back. “Let’s make your wife cry properly that day.”
“Yes!” He nodded vigorously. We parted ways with smiles on our faces. My steps toward the royal palace were light. The results of my hard work were good.
In the meantime, I hadn’t just been tied up with Edwin. During the day, I split my time to continue working on the hymns, and at night, I went down to the underground sanctuary with Queen Regina to continue my training in the Earth Yin-Yang Copulation Art. It was a busy yet regular daily life. But within that, I was realizing that I was becoming stronger and stronger. In my lower body.
Returning to the royal palace, I headed straight to my bedroom. As soon as I closed the door, I turned my gaze toward the window. An old wine jar was placed in the corner of the window, and next to it, three types of liquor bottles were lined up. Wine, apple cider, and the honey mead I had recently made. I had made two bottles of each. “I wish I could find a portable container for long-term storage…” So I could carry them and drink them whenever I wanted. Regardless, if it weren’t for these three types of alcohol, I wouldn’t have achieved the 4th and 5th levels of the Earth Yin-Yang Copulation Art. The wine for stamina, the apple cider for beauty, and the honey mead for purifying the essence. The three were in perfect harmony, elevating my body one step every day. Thanks to that, even Lady Marcella of the Letemis family had fallen completely for me.
At first, she approached me with the intention of having her daughter selected as a royal choir singer, but now, the matter of her daughter seemed almost forgotten. “She doesn’t even talk about her daughter these days.” Instead—she only wanted to be with me. Every time I called, she would run to the palace, kneel obediently before me, and offer her body as I desired. A while ago, I had even fully opened her anus. At first, she was reluctant, saying it was an act only demons would do, but after experiencing anal sex a few times, she now begged me to stick it in her ass, offering her own hips.
‘Once she tasted it, she couldn’t get out.’ I chuckled. Lady Marcella was in the palm of my hand. The Earth Yin-Yang Copulation Art said that if you open both the front and back of a woman, you can make her completely submissive, and it was true. It was something ordinary men could never do; only someone like me, who had mastered the Earth Yin-Yang Copulation Art, could. Because the special Earth Yin-Yang essence that seduces women flowed from my body, reborn through training.
“I need to hurry to level 6.” It was almost time to return to the Edelan Kingdom. I muttered to myself and changed my clothes. Outside the window, it was already getting dark. I was meeting Queen Regina in the underground sanctuary again today. Our own secret training. I stroked the wine jar one last time, then rose from my seat with a smile. My chest burned at the thought that my cock would become stronger tonight as well.
That evening. Queen Regina and I sat facing each other in a small dining room in the royal palace, eating dinner. On the table were roasted meat, fresh vegetables, soft bread, and oyster dishes that Regina had specially prepared. Regina spent a long time looking at me throughout the meal. Her eyes lingered on me longer than on her food. She showed her affection by slicing meat for me like a kind older sister, handing me bread, or filling my glass herself when it was empty. It was a place where maids would normally be watching, but she had them all step back, so there was no one but the two of us. Naturally, the distance between us closed, and we repeated the act of groping each other’s bodies several times during the meal. Under the table, her soft hand often climbed onto my pants, gently rubbing my hardened cock.
Every time we had a drink, our cheeks turned redder, and our gazes became more entangled. In each other’s eyes, hot carnal desire, beyond mere appetite, was seeping through. But we didn’t go all the way. Because training was waiting for us. I ejaculated twice on my own through her mouth and hands.
When the meal ended, Regina rose from her seat and immediately fell into my arms. Her voluptuous breasts pressed softly against my chest. We hugged each other for a moment, kissed, and soon left the dining room. After spending about an hour in our respective rooms, we met again in the underground sanctuary deep within the palace. A vast space illuminated by the crystals on the ceiling. The bed prepared and the ancient patterns carved into the walls were emitting a faint light. Regina took off the gown she was wearing and let it fall to the floor. Her exposed naked body was filled with anticipation and heat. I smiled.
“I apologize for not telling you sooner. Today… I have invited a special guest for a new training session.”
“A guest…?” Queen Regina looked surprised. Just then, footsteps were heard from the darkness in a corner of the sanctuary. Tap. Tap. A woman wearing a cat mask walked out slowly. She was wearing only black high-cut panties. Her upper body was bare, and her voluptuous breasts swayed nicely with every step. Regina narrowed her eyes in guard. “…Who is that woman?”
I wrapped my arms around Regina’s waist to reassure her and spoke toward the masked woman. “Take off your mask.”
The woman raised her hand to her face. Swoosh. The mask came off. And the face revealed.
“…!” Regina’s eyes widened. “You are…”
I curled the corners of my lips. “Tonight’s invited guest, Lady Marcella.”