Provisional Squad Power Evaluation (1)
“Eek!!”
Chloe let out another shrill cry. My upward-curving tyrant cock—doing it from behind in this position stimulated parts of her inner walls that normal missionary couldn’t reach.
“Hngh!! Ngh... Heeuu...♡”
Her waist arched like a bow at the sensation scraping against those walls.
Squelch—squish—
And right now, we weren’t on the bed but the sofa, so gripping her plump ass and pounding away like this was incredibly comfortable for me.
“From behind... getting pounded from behind feels so gooood!! Haaang...♡!! Kyaaang!!”
The masochistic young lady Chloe. As expected, she loved even the most humiliating doggy style for a woman. Well, even on that day in the mansion’s backyard when she lost her virginity to me, I’d taken her from behind.
So in a way, I’d trained her myself.
The feel of her ass, raised high like a bitch in heat, was exquisite. And below it, her pussy was drenched.
I gripped her cheeks harder, spreading them apart. Her exposed pink little asshole twitched wildly.
I wanted to conquer that cute spot too, but I put it off for later. My piston kept plunging in and out of Chloe. Its surface grew slick and sticky with her juices.
Switching positions had barely quelled my building urge to cum, but now it surged back.
“Ngh...!! Hn!! Th-there... haaang!!”
But I powered through, clenching my cock harder. I wanted to drive her even crazier.
Slap-slap—
I mercilessly smacked her wide hips, those full peach-like cheeks.
“Aaaahn!! It hurts!! Hurts...♡ Feels so gooood!! So gooood... Viscount... Master...♡!!”
Even that pain turned to pleasure in no time. She was even switching up how she addressed me.
Doggy meant I couldn’t see her face right now, which was a shame.
This marquess’s daughter showed an inhumanly lewd expression when her senses heated up. Silver-haired, red-eyed Chloe—when lust inflamed her, she looked demonically alluring, like a vampire.
I knew full well how bewitchingly beautiful that face was. Just imagining it made my cock throb wildly.
Instinctively, I channeled mana into it. I’d already mapped her G-spot. Even from behind, I could position the mana protrusion wherever I wanted.
Suddenly, the bulge on the underside swelled, striking her G-spot intensely.
“Heek?!! Nooo... th-there... it’s weirding me out...!! Aaahn...♡ Goood... Master’s cock is so gooood...!! Hnhee... Nhee... Aaaahng...♡!!”
Overwhelmed by the pleasure, she couldn’t hold herself up anymore—her upper body shot straight up. I hugged her from behind. Her fat-laden ass pressed fully against my groin and thighs.
That softness nearly made me blow my load right then, but I held back once more, popping my cock out of her with a wet schlop. Still in position, I turned her around to face me.
“Nooo!! Cock... more... gimme moree!!”
I’d planned to anyway. Now we stood facing each other—but her pussy slit looked too tight for this stance.
“Eek?! Viscount... what’s this...!”
So I lifted one of her legs. Chloe was a bit taller than average, making her long, stretched leg both beautiful and insanely erotic.
Lifting it spread her thighs wide, fully exposing her insides. Her pussy hole, dripping juices, clenched and winked pinkly.
I thrust my cock back into that gaping entrance.
“Haaang...♡ It’s coming in...!! Viscount’s cock...♡ Eating it up...♡ Chloe’s gobbling it all up...!!”
Chloe’s face melted into ecstatic bliss again. One hand gripped her raised thigh tight; the other wrapped her waist.
Chloe looped her arms around my neck for better balance. Our eyes met, and our kiss reignited naturally.
Smack—slurp—
Squelch—squelch—
Connected top and bottom, our saliva, lewd fluids, and bodily essences mingled in a sloppy rush toward climax. The new position’s pleasure brought fresh ecstasy.
My mind was blanking out. Pleasure surged to my scalp, scorching my brain. This instinctive pose was perfect.
My ever-stiff tyrant—fully erect, it pointed nearly straight up.
One leg up changed the penetration depth dramatically.
“Hngh!! Heeek!! Hiiing... Heeng...♡ Nngh...♡ Aaang...!! Haaang!!!”
Chloe couldn’t form words anymore, reduced to shrill cries as my cock’s slave.
“A... aaah...!! Cumming...!!”
Suddenly, her waist spasmed violently.
Squirt—squirt—spluuurt—
My crotch grew soaked. Chloe had unleashed a torrent of squirt. She’d gone first.
I couldn’t hold back either. Arms straining, I yanked her pussy harder onto me, then slammed my hips in a final sprint.
Blub-blub-blub—
Deepest inside Chloe. My glans kissed her womb entrance. Semen erupted from my urethra, flooding beyond.
“Huaa... haa... so... so... gooood...”
Her body went limp, on the verge of collapse. I caught her tight.
I scooped her up princess-style—the girl who’d endured my massive rod—and laid her back on the sofa.
***
“...So, what the viscount wants. Just tell me, like we discussed during that sponsorship contract earlier.”
Still in the atelier. We’d slipped into underwear only.
Chloe held the towel that had bound her wrists moments ago, wiping her squirt from my sofa.
Bodily traces could be erased with divine power, but everything else needed manual cleanup.
I lounged on the sofa without moving. The hierarchy here was clear—no need for me to lift a finger.
‘A fine sight.’
A noble lady who’d never dirtied her hands, now cleaning like my maid. Watching was quite enjoyable.
And she had soiled my atelier with her lewd fluids. I suppressed a grin, watching calmly.
Surprisingly, Chloe took initiative without complaint—probably gauging my mood. Embarrassed by the situation, she brought up the contract again.
‘I asked for sex first, so she concedes defeat.’
The princess carry worked wonders too. Laid on the sofa amid orgasm afterglow, her face flushed, she went silent for a while. That tamed her into this obedience.
I told her,
“What I want, huh. Fair enough—contracts are contracts. Let me think a moment.”
The continent’s most renowned marquess’s daughter. Heir to the Aiterne Merchant Group. Pantheon’s Alchemy Order representative cadet. That was Chloe.
She’d handed me a blank check.
‘But I don’t need money.’
Aiterne’s wealth was vast, but I was the margrave heir. House Reinhardt ruled the northern continent.
Harsh cold, the worst Kaotic Gate—Eternal Frozen Land—in Essemont.
But rare monsters, high-grade beast demon cores, unique ores unavailable elsewhere abounded too.
Wilhelm Margrave solidified rule by exploiting them, developing Essemont. I lacked for nothing financially.
‘So I already know what to demand.’
When Chloe finished cleaning and we’d returned to pre-sex states,
I told her the one thing I wanted.
“Wh... how did the viscount know about that?”
She countered, utterly blindsided.
***
Wednesday. As scheduled, the provisional squad’s power evaluation proceeded.
Golden Wings provisional squad cadets gathered in the coliseum, awaiting Instructor Mithers’ orders.
Normally, I’d chat with Lilia like last time. But today evaluated Golden Wings combatants first.
Lilia was a healer. Support cadets measured power differently, on another day.
The coliseum floor was vaster than from spectator seats—like a modern stadium field.
Yet the mood was hushed. Golden Wings picks were Pantheon elites. And this wasn’t a standard mock eval.
Nearby cadets’ whispers drifted over. Their focus matched mine.
‘The insignia.’
Top 10 in evaluation earned squad HQ insignia—proof of squad leader eligibility on missions.
Even Demon King Slayer flagged it as a key quest.
“Official Cadet of the Sacred Academy Pantheon”
Golden Wings Squad Leader’s Proof
Acquire the insignia in the power evaluation to qualify as squad leader.
GP and MP / Squad Leader’s Insignia
Key to the 6 Temples’ Trials: Roia’s Laurel Wreath (1st place limited item)
The insignia itself was a reward item boosting player stats.
But the real prize was the 1st-place limited key.
Evaluation insignia upgraded via game system if conditions met, into special trial quest item.
‘Passing the 6 Temples’ Trials unlocks Jedin’s power fully.’
Yulian’s mother, Saintess Agnes, left Jedin’s power. The 6 Temples’ Trials quest unleashed its full potential.
No holy priest since Agnes claimed that transcendent might—which would boost nest raids.
And the trial key: Roia’s Laurel Wreath.
As god of combat Roia’s name implied, obtained via Pantheon combat quests.
This evaluation targeted Golden Wings combatants—condition met.
‘But in Demon King Slayer, I never hit 1st. Pie in the sky.’
Impossible then—Chloe and Rozette, order reps, dominated. My best: 5th.
‘System’s 1st judgment stricter than squad eval criteria.’
Missing the key here didn’t end chances. High-stakes combat evals reactivated it.
But I had to succeed now.
First-clear bonus: Initial 6 Temples activation changed trial rewards’ tier on clear.
‘Can’t miss it.’
Prep for 1st was complete: Two days ago, “power eval cheat sheet” from Chloe in the atelier.
With that, even Chloe and Rozette were surmountable.
As I mulled the eval, someone landed beside me.
“Hi, Yulian! Good morning!”
A cute cadet hopped off her magic wand. Redheaded witch—Rozette.