Chapter 210: O Count, Become a Myth
Chapter 210: O Count, Become a Myth
Sex is business.
To me, sex was a path that could open new possibilities for survival, and that choice had not been wrong.
"Phew."
I detached the Mythstone from the nape of my neck.
When I first acquired it, it was in the shape of "three circles"—anal beads, to be precise—but now it had transformed into something entirely different, looking more like a necklace.
The stone had changed as I used it.
Its original form might have looked like anal beads, but from the moment I mastered its use, it took on the appearance of a divine relic, befitting the name Mythstone.
And I had come to realize its true power.
The true power of the Mythstone.
'Infinite Power.'
And I could utilize that as infinite stamina.
"Haa..."
The women lying on the bed were all fast asleep, breathing softly.
They were collapsed in exhaustion, and their pussies were flooded with white semen.
"Ha, haha..."
A hollow laugh escaped my lips.
I knew the Mythstone was incredible before, but seeing its effects manifest so directly was enough to drive me mad.
Infinite stamina.
To be precise, it was infinite mana, but the moment I used sex magic to convert that infinite mana into stamina, this chaos ensued.
How many times did I ejaculate into each of them?
Five times? Ten?
I didn't know.
I gave up counting halfway through. I hadn't exactly been marking tallies on the knights' thighs; I had simply surrendered my body to the heights of pleasure.
However, I wasn't the one who collapsed.
Laura, Astarotte, Yurdias, Zenith—every woman who had already experienced vaginal sex with me had passed out.
Some had even tried to convert their own mana into physical endurance, yet they still fainted.
This was the power of the Mythstone.
"A power that transcends human limits, huh?"
A human's life is in danger if they ejaculate more than ten times a day.
No matter how great Ruji Fermaton's stamina was, and even if he had the capacity to have sex every single day, he wasn't at the level where he could blast multiple loads into each of these women.
But now, it was possible.
Unlike before, when I could cover maybe two or three people, I had become strong enough to make a dozen women faint and still feel like I could fall asleep with my face buried in their breasts.
I wondered if this was really okay, but this was my path to survival.
"..."
I gently placed my hand on the unconscious Laura's lower abdomen.
Using the method I had practiced many times, I stimulated her belly to activate sex magic, and she began to absorb the essence contained within my semen, converting it into her own mana.
"Mmm, ahh..."
Even in her faint, Laura let out a pleasant moan and smiled suggestively.
Part of it was the pleasure, but she must also be feeling the fulfillment of my semen being converted into her 'mana.'
I placed my hands on the others as well.
Yurdias and Zenith both began to absorb my semen as their own mana.
As for Astarotte, the absolute authority on sex magic, there was no need for words.
"...This really is magnificent."
Ah.
I see.
'So this world really was governed by sex-omnipotence.'
As expected of a world based on a weeb-bait mobile game, everything could be solved through sex.
You can make money through sex.
You can make a living through sex.
You can gain power through sex.
And through sex, I can make my knights and my women stronger.
'So all I have to do now is swing my dick around?'
It was insane.
Beyond just being convenient, it had reached a truly nonsensical level.
In fantasy novels, you sometimes see characters like this—those with a perk that lets them level up through sex, using that power to conquer and grow heroines.
"...That's exactly what I've become."
Thanks to the power of the Mythstone, I had become a human mana injector.
What I injected was semen, and it was up to the women trained in sex magic to extract the essence and turn it into mana, but it was an undeniable fact that they were getting stronger this way.
—I sprinkle holy water upon thee; therefore, thou shalt possess a mana pool equivalent to a Sword Master within a month.
Theoretically.
It was still just a theory, but if I set my mind to it, I could create mana pools on par with Sword Masters or Archmages.
Of course, to become a powerhouse like a Sword Master or Archmage, one's combat skills had to be mastered accordingly, but at the very least, I could bring them to that threshold.
To put it in game terms, their combat skills were level 1, but thanks to me, their MP was already at level 100.
"Am I a god?"
Though I possessed a human body, the power of the Mythstone had made me a god.
I was already enjoying the feeling of being a god of magic stones and a god of capital by churning out all sorts of magic stones with the Mythstone's power.
But this felt much closer to home.
"The God of... Sex."
Infinite stamina.
An overwhelming physique.
And the 'dick-sical' prowess to make it all possible.
When it came to the bedroom, I had become invincible.
Creeeak.
I opened the door to the sex room.
The moment the door opened, those waiting outside instinctively squinted.
The heat of the lustful scent that filled the room leaked out into the hallway. I stepped out naked and reached out my hand.
"Mana Milk Tea."
"H-Here it is!"
Amy, flustered by the sight of me, hurried off to get the milk tea. I closed the door to the sex room so the cold air wouldn't get in.
Then, I opened a window in the hallway.
Welcoming the cold breeze, I cooled down the heat still radiating from my entire body.
"Here you go, My Lord."
"Good. ...Haa. It tastes the best."
Mana Milk Tea after a messy bout of sex.
The milk tea itself was great, but the sensation of the 'mana' within it digging into my blood was electrifying.
"...Whew."
How should I put it?
It was milk tea, but it felt like carbonation was spreading through my body.
What did this feel like?
Soda?
Or maybe Milkis?
If I drank it without the Mythstone active, I'd probably just taste the milk tea, but I never imagined I'd experience the sensation of carbonation in this world.
'Is it because of the Mythstone?'
Only I could feel this carbonated sensation.
In reality, it was just the process of the mana in the milk tea soaking into my body, but since the sensation was identical to carbonation, what did it matter?
"Um, what about the people inside...?"
"They're sleeping peacefully, so leave them be. They're all out cold."
"...My Lord."
Nero approached and handed me a towel.
"W-Would you like to cover yourself...?"
"I suppose... I should. Bring me a robe while you're at it."
If the only people around were women, I wouldn't mind being the white horse in the zoo, but unfortunately, there were a few men in the hallway.
Flutter.
After donning a white robe, I checked my strength while sipping the Mana Milk Tea.
"Serica. Yoanna. Are you there?"
"...Yes."
"Did you call for us?"
Serica approached while licking her lips, and Yoanna was grinning, her eyes scanning my body up and down.
"Serica, is there something you're disappointed about?"
"...No, My Lord."
Serica was clearly disappointed as she watched me.
Since she was still a virgin, she couldn't exactly walk in to have sex in front of everyone, so she must be incredibly envious of those who had been inside.
The same went for Yoanna.
Charlotte, Amy, Nero—every woman in the vicinity was sending suggestive glances my way.
'I guess for a man, it's not just the dick, but the body too.'
My face was already top-tier, so that was fine, but having the body of such an erotic man felt like a new experience.
'All that running around in reality paid off.'
It wasn't a body built by the gym, but rather practical muscles. I never imagined that jumping into fires and inhaling toxic gas would help me in this way.
"Amy."
I finished the Mana Milk Tea in the cup in one go and pointed at Amy's skirt.
"What color are your panties today?"
"...Right here?"
"I'm just curious."
"......P-Pink."
Even Amy wouldn't be willing to lift her skirt in front of so many people—
Wait.
'Pink?'
There was a possibility she wasn't wearing any.
Well, that couldn't be helped.
If the woman who was to become the Head Maid was going commando, that would be an act that undermined her authority.
In that case—
"Nero."
"...Yes?"
"What color are your panties today?"
"M-Me?"
"Yes."
I had no choice but to get help from another maid.
Even if she was the Perfect Maid.
The current me, the Perfect Ruji, had confidence piercing the heavens.
"What color are your panties today?"
"......If that is your will, My Lord."
Nero grabbed the hem of her skirt and lifted it with trembling hands.
"...How is it?"
"......Oh."
Two colors were mixed.
White on the outside.
And on the inside, a mix of pink and gray.
Yes.
They were soaked.
"That's enough. Thank you. You can put it down."
"...Thank you?"
"Don't mention it. I'm the one who's grateful. Hehe."
A body that made even the Perfect Maid wet just by looking at it.
The power that made that same Nero lift her own skirt.
'Is this the power of a Count?'
I felt something now that was distinctly different from when I was just a Young Lord.
'This is true power.'
The power of a new era that could manipulate the world.
My own power.
My body from before the possession.
The Mythstone.
The Curse of Fermaton.
My dick.
Encompassing all of that, the pinnacle of power that the existence known as 'I' could wield.
From now on, I shall call this unified force 'Divine Power.'
"A toast to the God of Sex."
To Count Ruji Fermaton.