Chapter 813
Chapter 813
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 813
Chapter Title: Reincarnated as the Plum Blossom Sword Master in a Count's Family
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"1,216... 1,217... 1,218..."
Melissa's voice was dry and slow as she counted the gold coins.
Terius, sprawled on the floor, clamped his mouth shut and glared straight ahead. Bloodshot veins filled his eyes, and his only remaining left hand clenched tight.
He wanted to charge out right then and kill Yujin, who was raping Nepia. In his mind, he'd already killed him hundreds of times.
'I have to endure... I have to endure...! This is the last time, this is the last...!'
Yujin was a noble, and Nepia was his slave property. The noble was simply using his slave lawfully. If he let his emotions take over and stepped in now, he wouldn't just fail to kill Yujin—he'd be captured, tortured, and executed. Melissa's skills were several times superior to his own.
'If I die, Nepia will live as a slave forever. I have to endure... This is the last time!'
A thin trickle of red blood seeped from Terius's mouth. He'd bitten down so hard that his gums had torn.
"Ow, ah! Master! Too intense... Ah, you're...! Aaah!"
"You like it rough, don't you?"
"Y-yes! I love it! Haaah!"
Splat, splat, splat.
Nepia's ass collided with Yujin's thighs. His thick cock plunged in and out of her tiny pussy. The shaft was coated in thick, transparent slime.
Completely naked, without a stitch of clothing, they mated like beasts.
"Ahh! Ah!"
Terius inadvertently glanced at Nepia's face and felt blood rushing to his groin. Her eyes were blissfully unfocused, saliva dripping from her open mouth.
It was an act.
Clearly an act to please Yujin.
He tried to convince himself of that, but the endless stream of love juices from her small pink pussy and her meltingly sweet moans made it feel like she was genuinely enjoying it.
"1,406... 1,407... 1,408..."
They switched from doggy style. Yujin pulled his cock out of her pussy and sat back in the chair.
Nepia's pink pussy gaped wide, stretched to its limit in the shape of Yujin's cock. Terius could see straight inside. The wrinkled pink walls were filled with white semen.
Nepia reached in with her fingers and scooped out every drop. Her small, pretty pink anus twitched.
The endless semen pooled on the floor. Nepia staggered to her feet and climbed onto the chair where Yujin sat.
"Aaah, Master..."
With a sweet voice and a dreamy smile, she coquettishly rubbed against him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and lowered her hips, guiding his cock back into her pussy. Not stopping there, she pressed her lips to his.
Mwah, smack.
Terius felt like his chest was being torn apart.
Squelch, squelch.
"Ah! Master's cock is so big and delicious! More...! Haaah!"
Terius had watched their affair for over four hours.
"1,997... 1,998... 1,999... 2,000."
Melissa finally finished counting. Exactly 2,000 gold coins were neatly stacked on the table.
"Master. It's definitely 1 billion Ner."
"Good."
Yujin kneaded the limp Nepia in his arms with both hands. His thick cock was still buried inside her pussy. She was on the verge of passing out from repeated orgasms.
"...Baron Pruckus. As promised, I've brought the 1 billion... Please keep your word... Grant Nepia her freedom!"
"I'll keep my promise. Melissa, bring Nepia's slave contract."
Melissa left the room.
Terius felt a powerful urge. With Melissa gone, maybe he could ambush and kill Yujin now.
But Terius didn't move. Yujin was Kyle's brother, from the same family. He vaguely remembered hearing rumors that Yujin was a genius on par with Kyle. Above all, Nepia was nestled in his arms, twitching faintly.
Yujin looked down at Terius with a smirk and kissed Nepia's neck.
"Ah... Aaah..."
A moan laced with pleasure escaped Nepia's lips. Her pussy clenched tight around the cock inside her. Yujin left a hickey on the nape of her neck.
Terius's body trembled. All he could do was endure the humiliation.
"I've brought Nepia's slave contract, Master."
Melissa returned.
"Heh. This is the last time."
Yujin finally released, filling Nepia's tiny pussy to the brim with his semen before standing up. Nepia slumped over the chair. White cum leaked from her pussy and anus.
"Here, Terius. This is Nepia's slave contract."
Yujin waved the single sheet of paper in his hand.
"......Is Nepia free now?"
"The contract's still in my hands. We need to make this official. I'm going to burn it now. Once it's gone, Nepia will no longer be a slave—she'll be a commoner. Free, just like you wanted. In exchange, you give me the 1 billion."
"I understand! This 1 billion is yours, Yujin-nim! Burn that vile slave contract now! Give Nepia her freedom!"
"Heh. Very well."
Yujin summoned mana. Crackle. Blue lightning arced onto the contract, igniting it. The paper burst into flames.
Kneeling, Terius watched the ashes scatter before his eyes, tears streaming down his face.
'Finally... Finally, Nepia's free! Now Nepia and I can...'
The slave contract was completely gone. Yujin brushed off his hands.
"As you wanted, Nepia is free now."
"...Nepia! Nepia! Wake up! You're not a slave anymore! You don't have to cling to Yujin-nim anymore!"
Terius shouted.
"Mm... Ungh..."
Nepia, dozing slumped in the chair, frowned and stirred awake.
"Master...?"
"Nepia. You're free now. Terius here bought your freedom. You're no longer my slave."
"......Do I have to leave the mansion now?"
"That's up to you. I won't stop you if you want to stay on as a maid."
"......"
As Nepia fell silent in thought, Terius grew anxious. He crawled on his knees toward her.
"Nepia! Come with me! There's no reason to stay here! I came to get you like I promised! I'll protect you! No matter what, I'll make you happy!"
Terius reached out his only left hand toward her shoulder. Nepia stepped down from the chair, dodging it.
"...Nepia?"
"Terius, I..."
Yujin mouthed something. Nepia glanced at him, then spoke again.
"I'm glad you came. I'm happy you saved me."
Terius's face lit up.
"Nepia! I'll definitely make you happy! Let's go outside now!"
"Calm down, Terius. You need to get dressed first."
"Ah. R-right."
Terius's gaze wavered. Nepia was still naked. She slowly picked up her scattered clothes and put them on.
"Nepia. If you want, you can at least have a meal before you go."
Yujin said magnanimously.
"...I'll impose on you one last time. Master."
"I'm not your master anymore."
"...Yes. Yujin-nim."
"Pack your things and leave. Melissa, help Nepia."
"Yes, Master."
Yujin turned and left the room without a hint of regret.
Terius sighed in relief. Even with Kyle behind him, if Yujin had decided to attack or kill him on a whim, there'd have been no answer.
"Nepia. Shouldn't we tidy up the room first?"
"Melissa unnie..."
"To think the day would come when you'd leave the mansion... I hope you live happily."
"......"
Dressed now, Nepia moved off with Melissa. The mood was heavy.
Though she'd said she was happy, Nepia wasn't excited or uplifted. Her face was expressionless.
'...I get it. When I escaped slavery with the captain's help, part of me was scared of how to survive in this world.'
Nepia could only rely on herself. Terius renewed his vow in his heart to make her happy no matter what.
They stopped in front of Nepia's door on the third floor of the annex.
"Melissa unnie. I can pack alone. You have a lot to do, so no need to help."
"Sigh. True. With you gone, it'll fall to me. I'll be busy for a while. Sorry, but I'll head out."
"Yes, unnie."
Melissa left. Nepia watched her go, then opened the door.
Terius cautiously spoke up.
"Nepia. This is...?"
"My room. I won't be staying here anymore, though."
"...This is your room...?"
Terius was stunned. It was vast enough for ten carriages, furnished with expensive, luxurious furniture and a bed. A ornate sparrow statue adorned one wall—its price was unimaginable.
The bed was enormous, big enough for four or five adults to roll around on.
"I started in a small room, but now I'm the acting head maid of this mansion... Though I won't be using this room anymore."
"I'll make you happy, I swear. Nepia, now that you're free, you can live a better life. Being dominated... it's painful, right?"
"......Thank you, Terius. For not forgetting me and coming to get me. 1 billion isn't a small sum..."
"No. For you, Nepia, I can do anything."
"Thank you so much, Terius."
Nepia checked drawers and the wardrobe, then said,
"Hm... Wait here a sec. I'll grab my backpack."
"Uh? Oh, sure."
Nepia left the room briefly. Terius stood still inside. Alone in the vast space, he felt awkwardly out of place.
His eyes naturally drifted to the wardrobe and drawers. Lots of maid outfits. Also dresses fit for nobility. And underwear. Terius blushed. Some were scandalously skimpy, barely covering the essentials.
Gulp.
Nepia's naked body from earlier flashed in his mind. Flawless figure, pristine white skin, perky breasts, smooth pussy... His groin stirred. Terius shook his head to banish the thoughts.
"Kept you waiting?"
Nepia returned soon.
She carried two large backpacks.
"Terius. Sorry, but can I take a quick shower?"
"Shower?"
"Yeah. I feel sticky."
"O-of course. No rush, take your time."
"Five minutes tops. Sit in the chair and wait."
Terius sat. Nepia grabbed a towel and change of clothes—not a maid outfit, but commoner garb.
She entered the shower room attached to the bedroom. Terius was startled. He hadn't expected a washing area right next door. He usually washed at a well.
Whoosh.
Water ran. Terius's heart pounded. Nepia was naked in there, washing under the stream! The mere thought aroused him. But that excitement chilled at the sound that followed.
"Hic, sob, hic."
Mixed with the water, but unmistakable. Nepia was crying inside. Terius looked down. He couldn't understand why. She should be happy to be free from slavery. She even said she was.
'...Crying from joy? People cry when happy too. I did when I escaped slavery...'
But her sobs felt different somehow.
A few minutes later, Nepia emerged. In plain commoner clothes that suited her stunning beauty perfectly.
"Wait long?"
"Nah. That was quick."
Nepia began packing. She left the maid outfits, stuffing clothes, paper, pens, and such into the backpacks.
"...Um, Nepia. What's this fancy dress? Is it yours too?"