A Serenade for the Wife (1)
The moment I reached the peak of the Earth Yin-Yang Triad Art, Regina’s pure Yin energy and Marcella’s intense, carnal Yin energy harmonized with my Yang energy, beginning to rotate like a perfect, seamless ring. I could feel it manifesting deep within my Dantian. The ring accelerated, spinning in reverse; instead of letting my Yang energy be consumed by the act of sex, it began to protect it, actively drawing in the Yin energy from the women instead.
“……!”
Power surged through me. ‘They’re feeding me their strength.’
I drove myself into them, alternating between their two pussies, thrusting with a maddened, relentless rhythm. Deep, harder, deeper—thrusting, thrusting, never stopping…! Regina and Marcella shuddered violently as they reached a shattering climax.
“Aaaaaah……♡ Sir Seru……!”
“Haaahng……! My body…… it feels like it’s melting……!”
Just before I reached my own limit, I pulled out and showered their faces and breasts with thick, white semen. Splurt! Splurt! SPLUUUURT! With their eyes glazed over in ecstasy, Regina and Marcella licked the semen from each other’s faces, wearing blissful, dazed smiles.
“Ah, it’s delicious…”
“Hmm… give me more, Sir Seru…”
I panted heavily, looking down at the two women sprawled across the bed. They were twitching, utterly spent and overflowing with happiness. A triumphant smile curled onto my lips.
“With this, I’ve ascended to another level.”
That night… it didn’t end there. I hardened my cock once more, and the joyful threesome continued. We tangled together, climaxed again, and reached the peak again. Erecting, spreading, repeating. I lost count of how many times we did it. Until the darkness outside gave way to the breaking dawn—the three of us devoured each other with unbridled, lewd hunger. And through every moment of it, I felt it clearly. The power within me was accumulating, slowly but surely.
“…Whew.”
Eventually, I let out a weary sigh and closed my eyes. The women had fallen asleep beside me as if they’d fainted, and I lay there in the quiet, thinking to myself. ‘I want to learn more.’
It wasn’t over yet. I opened my eyes again. The desire to reach the next stage burned fiercely in my chest.
A week passed, and the day of the Tudor family party arrived. Early in the evening, I dressed in a luxurious banquet suit and boarded the carriage sent by the Tudor family. My destination was Edwin Tudor’s mansion. I had packed my conducting tools in my bag. A stage for Edwin’s wife. As it turned out, I had been roped into it. To make his serenade more spectacular and perfect, I had agreed to act as a supporting conductor.
When Edwin sang, I would conduct the orchestra beside him. I had met with the band members for two days in secret to coordinate our timing. Although the practice period was short, they and I… we were professionals.
“It’s been a while… time to show what I’m made of.”
When I arrived at the mansion, a crowd had already gathered. It was an excessive number of people for a mere Baron’s family. Not just the main building, but the gardens and the annex were overflowing with guests. Even at a glance, there were well over a hundred people.
“Sir Seru! You’ve arrived!”
Edwin ran out with a bright face to greet me. He looked incredibly excited—a look I’d never seen on him before. I immediately worried whether he might make a mistake while singing.
“My wife was so happy when she heard you were coming. Please, come inside!”
Led by him, I entered the main banquet hall. It was vast and opulent. People of various statuses were in attendance, from high-ranking nobles to minor ones, wealthy merchant guild leaders, and even famous knights. Everyone was chatting and laughing with wine glasses in hand, and the orchestra near the stage was building the atmosphere with a light, cheerful melody. The air was buzzing and festive. I liked the vibe. I felt a sudden surge of excitement myself. Given my profession, I had a penchant for parties. In the Edelan Kingdom, I often held parties with our guild’s divas to enjoy the night. It had been a while since I’d enjoyed a party, having been recuperating in the Borus Kingdom. I’d been living a life like a monk(?).
I pushed through the crowd with Edwin to meet his wife first.
“This is my wife, Helena.”
Standing where he stopped was a beautiful woman with long, elegant blonde hair swept up. She was in her early twenties. She wore a red dress and was smiling, but there was a faint shadow beneath her eyes. Was it the sorrow of losing her child? Helena Tudor. Edwin’s wife.
“It is a pleasure to meet you, Lady Helena.”
I took her hand. “I am Han Seru, Guild Leader of Legato Gear, the Bard Guild of the Edelan Kingdom.”
She responded with a soft smile. “I’ve heard so much about you from my husband. I was truly surprised that someone as famous as Sir Seru was acquainted with him.”
She was a graceful and dignified woman. …However. The moment I faced her, my Earth Yin-Yang senses reacted first. As someone training in the Earth Yin-Yang Copulation Art, I had reached a level where I could smell a woman’s ‘bitch instinct’ through her scent.
‘She looks like a refined lady on the outside, but she gives off a very intense, lewd scent.’
She looked like she would perform like a starving whore in bed. The thought crossed my mind, but I shook my head slightly to dismiss it. I shouldn’t be having such thoughts about another man’s wife.
“Thank you for the invitation. I will enjoy the party.”
The serenade Edwin had prepared today was a surprise gift for his wife. Since Helena didn’t know anything yet, I maintained a calm demeanor.
After greeting Helena, Edwin left to welcome other guests. As the host of the party, he looked quite busy. I sipped the wine a maid had brought me and wandered around the hall alone.
‘I don’t know a single soul here.’
I had seen a few faces at the royal palace, but not well enough to approach them for casual conversation. If the music industry figures I was working with on the Gaia Goddess Hymn had come, it would be different, but Edwin didn’t seem to have connections there. Most were knights, merchants, and patrons of the Tudor family.
“Nice to meet you. I heard the famous Sir Han Seru was here, so I came to see you.”
A man approached from one side of the banquet hall. He was dressed in fine clothes and had a sharp impression. On his face sat an overly perfect smile. He was handsome. …And he didn’t seem like a lightweight.
“Yes, a pleasure.”
“I never expected to meet Sir Han Seru in person.”
He bowed slightly, showing me respect. “Somehow, you stood out the most among everyone here.”
I smiled lightly. “You are too kind.”
The man looked like a merchant guild leader. Behind him, no fewer than ten beautiful women were following. Each had a different hair color and a different aura. All of them were wearing gorgeous dresses, following him in silence. Their eyes were all fixed on me.
‘Are they his concubines…?’
The thought popped up, but I dismissed it as impossible. They were probably just attendants or close associates.
“I am Vesperion. Seeing you in person, Sir Seru, I understand why the rumors were so widespread.”
His voice was soft, but for some reason, I felt a cold aura from him. I didn’t know why. It was just my gut feeling… I smiled and lifted my glass slightly.
“I shall be careful not to disappoint you.”
I was sharing a light conversation with Vesperion when a boisterous laugh erupted nearby.
“Ha! Look at all those wenches! Hahaha!”
Vesperion and I turned our heads simultaneously. A middle-aged man with a sturdy build stood there with several knights, holding a wine glass. He was nearly 190cm tall, with broad shoulders, thick arms, and a long scar across his face. He was a man who clearly carried the weight of years spent on the battlefield. Someone nearby muttered quietly.
“It’s Sir Ronald.”
“The Iron-Blooded Ronald…”
Hmm, I think I’ve heard that name before. Sir Ronald, Commander of the Borus Kingdom’s Iron Cavalry. A legendary figure who had supposedly fought an Ogre one-on-one. A man followed by rumors of his particular fondness for women and alcohol.
Ronald shouted in a booming voice, “Edwin! Your parties are getting more extravagant by the day!”
“Haha, it’s a special day, after all.”
“Looks like it!”
His gaze soon found me. “Oh?”
Ronald strode toward us. Vesperion, who had been standing in front of me, smirked and stepped back naturally. “Well then, I shall see you later.”
“Hey, black-haired foreigner! You’ve got a unique look!”
I immediately stated my identity. “I am Han Seru, Guild Leader of Legato Gear from the Edelan Kingdom.”
“What?!”
He stood before me, looking down at me. He blinked his eyes. “You’re that Han Seru?”
“Sir Ronald! Please, watch your tone!” Edwin rushed over and introduced me properly. Soon, Ronald let out a hearty laugh and patted my shoulder.
“Hahaha! You! They say you move the kingdom with your songs? Is that true!”
“Hardly. Rumors are always exaggerated.”
“Are you being humble or what!”
After clinking glasses with him, Ronald downed his drink in one go and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He then scanned me from head to toe and said, “You look more normal than I expected.”
“Did you expect me to look strange?”
“That might have been better. You see…” He raised the corners of his mouth. “I thought guys who work with music were all weak and frail.”
“Since you fight on the battlefield, Sir Ronald, it might look that way to someone who wields a sword. But there are many people in this industry with good bodies.”
Appearance is money, after all. Besides, working among handsome men and beautiful women, one naturally pays attention to physical maintenance.
“Hahaha! I’ve never seen such guys in my life! You’re the only one who looks halfway decent!”
Ronald laughed loudly, then changed his expression to something more serious. “Then let me ask you one thing. Do women prefer a guy who is good with a sword, or a guy who is good at singing? What do you think?”
A knight nearby snickered. “That’s obvious, Sir Ronald. It’s obviously the knight who has the strength to protect her.”
“Shut up, I wasn’t asking you.”
I thought for a moment before answering.
“It depends on the situation.”
“Situation?”
“When you have to fight for your life, a man good with a sword is better…” I slowly swirled the wine in my glass. “But at night—they’d prefer a man who is good at singing.”
A brief silence. And then—
“Kuh.”
Ronald burst out laughing. “Kuahahahaha!”
Ronald held his stomach and roared with laughter. The people around us also smiled brightly, acknowledging the witty response. While the laughter was in full swing—I suddenly felt a gaze and turned my head.
Across the banquet hall, among the people, Helena, Edwin’s wife, was standing there. She was smiling, but that smile was completely different from before. Her gaze was sticky. Her lips were slightly parted. As she met my eyes, she slowly licked her upper lip with her tongue. As if she were craving me.