Chapter 132
Chapter 132
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 132
Chapter Title: Reborn in the Count's Family as the Plum Blossom Sword Master
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"I will give you your first command."
"What is your command?"
"I will give you a map and money. Come to Tebra Port City within a week. That place will soon be the city I rule."
"You're telling us to... abandon this place."
Perses's face grew complicated.
From Perses's perspective, this was his hometown. He'd never ventured outside, so the world beyond must feel unfamiliar and frightening.
"You've all felt stifled here too."
"That's true, but nowhere is as safe as this."
"Safe?"
I scoffed at the word.
"If this place were truly that safe, I wouldn't have come here, and you wouldn't have become slaves. As Malef said earlier, this isn't your paradise—it's just a hideout."
"......"
"Don't worry about the journey to Tebra. With my name and money, you can hire mercenaries to get there safely."
The mercenaries have brains enough not to pull any stunts against Prucrus's name. And for good measure, I handed them a magic communication orb.
"Prepare to leave. I know there's a magic secret passage leading out of the Hughes Frost Mountains from underground."
"Y-You even know about that...!"
Perses looked utterly shocked. The secret passage was one-way, a secret known only to a few dwarves.
"And that golem..."
"You mean the Great Golem King?"
"Yes. That ridiculously named golem. You must bring it. I took a liking to it."
It was too big and heavy for my inventory. Even Yuria's shadow subspace was too small for it.
But leaving it behind would be a waste. If I used Hacking on it, it could perform at its original specs—a trump card worth having.
"But the Great Golem King's condition isn't great. It might be better to smash it and take another golem..."
"Tch. Perses. Are you questioning my orders?"
"That was a slip of the tongue! I swear on my life to bring the Great Golem King safely to Tebra City!"
"Good. Now hurry and prepare. Deal with the rebellious dwarves yourselves... If their attitudes don't improve, I'll have to hand them over to a torture expert later."
The dwarves who had been defiant lowered their eyes at the mention of torture. Dwarves weren't immune to pain. Any intelligent being would fear it.
"Move quickly. You need to arrive in Tebra City within a week to build my mansion!"
While the Frost Hammer Clan dwarves busied themselves preparing to leave, Yuria and I exited the village.
The first goal of coming to the Hughes Frost Mountains—enslaving the Frost Hammer dwarves—has been achieved.
Now it was time for the second goal. In some ways, it was even more important than enslaving the dwarves.
I looked up at the ceiling. It was rocky, pocked with holes here and there. Some connected to the outside, though barriers made entering from outside nearly impossible.
Let's see... It's described as the hole surrounded by three from the north... There it is.
I easily spotted the target hole.
The dwarves never investigated the ceiling.
Dwarves had no interest in the ceiling. They were drawn to the underground, where they could mine ore.
Why bother with the risky, difficult ceiling when digging down yielded ore?
In the original story, Kyle stumbled upon it while trying to escape through there.
I pulled climbing gear from my inventory. The ceiling was high enough that even Yuria and I would struggle without it.
"What's up there?"
"Heh. Something amazing."
No monsters interfered, so we ascended into the ceiling cave relatively easily.
The first thing to greet us inside was humidity.
As we ventured deeper, the humidity rose, and the temperature dropped. It connected to the outside, after all.
We found the cave exit. And a bubbling pool emitting steam. Snow that had drifted in piled around it.
"That's...?"
"A hot spring. A natural one."
I grinned at the natural hot spring.
"Were the Hughes Frost Mountains a volcano...?"
"No. This spring isn't from earth's heat. It's where the dragon vein's spiritual energy from the Hughes Frost Mountains seeps out."
Spiritual energy—natural mana flowing through the earth. The spring formed naturally from that mana.
"At least 1,000 years' worth. Mana from the dragon vein concentrated in that spring water."
Listening to me, one might think it was some legendary elixir, but it wasn't quite that potent. The pooled water was melted snow turned to steam. Fresh water from outside replenished it. So, its effects were less impressive than expected.
Still, it contains the mountain's pure spiritual essence.
In the original, Kyle called it Dragon Vein Water.
"Yuria. Undress and enter the spring. Then circulate the Divine Heavenly Energy Technique inside."
"Yes, Master."
With my mediocre talent, I couldn't properly absorb the dragon vein water's energy.
Even if I did, it wouldn't affect my real body.
Bringing dragon vein water back to reality in a container would drastically reduce its effects.
Since I decided to raise Yuria, no need for me to regret it. She's my strength.
With Yuria's talent, she'd gain more than original Kyle.
Yuria began removing her maid outfit. I watched her undress with heated eyes. I'd seen it countless times, yet it never grew old—always thrilling.
Smooth.
Yuria slipped off her final piece, white lace panties, fully nude. Her tight pink labia and cute clitoris peeked from its hood.
Her pussy was hairless by my command, always pristine. I nodded at her snowy skin and firm ass.
Always indebted to her.
Yuria folded her clothes neatly on the floor. She stood unfazed by the cold wind from outside.
"Wouldn't Master like to join me in the spring?"
"Once you've absorbed all the spiritual energy, I'll go in."
Absorbing the energy wouldn't deplete the mana leaking from the dragon vein, so the spring would persist, though without the energy.
"Yes. Then I'll enter."
Yuria stepped into the spring. It wasn't deep—only up to her hips. She sat cross-legged inside. The clear water revealed her posture perfectly.
Yuria closed her eyes and circulated the Divine Heavenly Energy Technique.
Kyle gained about 40 years of internal energy here.
Near a full cycle, though I wasn't sure of the exact measure.
Real-world hunters valued mana quality and technique over quantity.
Plus, it healed his wounds.
An hour passed since Yuria entered.
No visible changes. She remained focused, eyes closed. I glanced outside—dim. Two hours until sunrise.
Hm? Mana...
Close by, I sensed mana flowing in and out around Yuria's body. Not dangerous—rhythmic, patterned.
Wait, what's that?
Crackle. Crackle.
Electricity sparked on Yuria's body. The familiar Heavenly Flow power: lightning. But unlike what I knew, it was black.
Did the lightning merge with shadows?
The black lightning coursed over her body and vanished into her shadow.
After that, time passed uneventfully. Yuria lifted her eyelids, revealing blue eyes.
"Yuria! Did it work?"
She smiled faintly.
"Yes. It succeeded."
I examined her. No outward changes. I couldn't gauge her strength. Yuria was adept at concealing her power.
"Magic has fully reached advanced level."
"And aura?"
"Advanced as well. But with a little trigger... I could reach supreme level."
"One step from supreme. Impressive."
I was stunned. From mid-tier aura expert to near-supreme in one go.
Beyond my expectations. Her genius at work?
Or maybe the Divine Heavenly Energy Technique.
I stopped overthinking. The key was she'd grown incomparably stronger.
And her nude body was right there.
I stripped quickly, cock swinging as I approached her in the warm spring.
Whoooosh.
Cold wind carrying snow blew in. I shivered, hurrying into the spring.
"Ahh. Warm."
Slightly hot, but after the cold air, it felt perfect.
"Master. Shall I prepare drinks?"
"Yeah. Craving some breast milk wine after so long."
"Understood."
Yuria pulled wine from her shadow.
A fine vintage from Rappel Kingdom's Plavitt Tower. Ten years aged premium.
Yuria cupped her ample breasts with one arm. She poured wine into her cleavage. It pooled atop without spilling down.
"The wine is ready."
Her breasts approached. I buried my face in her cleavage, gulping the wine.
"Grr. Can't hold back."
I one-shot it and pulled her into my arms.
"Ahng."
Yuria cooed flirtatiously in my embrace. She straddled my thigh. Taller than me, she arched back to keep her gaze lower.
Her coquetry pleased me.
I brought my right hand to her cheek, caressing softly while locking eyes. Those blue depths pulled me in. Her usually composed face softened in anticipation.
"Master. Hold me."
Her pink lips parted, sweet voice pleading. She occasionally made such requests—hold me, kiss me, hold my hand.
"If you want to be held, I will."
I never refused. They weren't demanding.
I embraced her fully. Her head buried in my face. I couldn't see her expression, only gauge from her steady breaths.
[Yuria's Erogenous Zones: Pussy, Cervix, Mouth, Breasts, Armpits]
Total of five zones. All ones I've developed. Satisfying every time.
Armpits are recent. Touched them while developing her breasts—didn't expect them to become erogenous.
Armpits weren't intentional. One day, fixated on her smooth pits, playing there turned them sensitive.
Probably sensitive from the start. Might've become erogenous naturally without me.
I slipped my left hand into her armpit. Smooth as silk from the spring water, hairless. I stimulated it skillfully.
"Mmngh..."
Yuria let out a low moan.
"I can feel Master's hot cock against my belly."
My erection pressed firmly against her lower abdomen.
"Yeah?"
My right hand moved next. It traced her curved waist, slipping into the cleft of her white, round ass. My middle finger teased her anal wrinkles before plunging into her pussy.
"I can feel your hot pussy on my finger."