Chapter 183 – Baron Yoo-Hee (10)

184. Baron Yoo-hee (10)

-Hem. Aang……. Hehe….

Passing through the scorching heat scene, climb the stairs to the second floor.

The stairway was full of muddy-colored cum, and seeing the length of it from the top, I could see that my sister was crawling down with her arms as she poked her pussy.

What are you doing at the family reunion? ……… Oh, maybe this is that relay run?

Whatever the case, I went into what appeared to be the couple’s bedroom and sat down with my butt on the bed. Then, he summons a crystal ball and starts moving the camera around.

Searching the Berkeley mansion, I soon located a middle-aged man inside.

He is sitting at the large living room table, chewing on soft bread, which he stirs into a stew and dips into it, savoring it leisurely. But he wasn’t alone at the table, and there were men who seemed to be Berkeley’s offspring and another middle-aged man staring at him with a puzzled expression.

‘Are you sure the eldest of them said he got slapped by Stella? One of the other uncles seems to be the head of Berkeley.’

While I was thinking about that, when the meal was over, the head of the house, with a well-shaven beard, motioned for his sons to go out, and soon only the two middle-aged people were left in the living room.

“Even though it was just bread and stew, it was quite delicious. Well done, my lord. I couldn’t even eat proper food because I ran for several days in a hurry. Ha ha!”

After the meal, the man comfortably presses his back on the chair and talks like that. At this, the householder, who had been slightly impatient, frowned slightly at him.

“Drenthe. I thought you would definitely come tonight! I can’t imagine coming like this in broad daylight…. Have you not been followed by any chance?”

“This…. What else do I care about a little country baron? Besides, I’m not well known outside the county family, so that’s okay. Let go of your worries.”

At Drenthe’s arrogant words, the head of the family flinched a little.

He was a figure of the count family.

Drenthe, who had been tapping his stomach comfortably, moved to a chair right next to Berkeley, and soon corrected his posture and sat down, his eyes shining terrifyingly.

“Now let’s get down to business, Head of Household. Although disguised in commoners’ clothes……. The number of mercenaries has increased considerably. Would you like to know in a positive way?”

“……… These mercenaries are other than the personnel needed to escort trade. And what you said will not depend on the details. Let’s listen to the conditions for now.”

“Much of the title, including the vineyards, will be transferred to Berkeley. Just look at the list on paper. I am here.”

The householder accepted the paper he handed him, checked the contents, and his hand his trembled.

“This, this……. Can’t you say that it’s practically all of the Baron’s territory?”

A word of honor that comes out naturally.

In response, Drenthe shrugged his shoulders and made a bombshell remark.

“That’s because the head of the family will be the new lord of this place. You can swear allegiance to Count Buffon from now on. Of course, you claim to be neutral externally…. Well, you know.”

“Ugh, uhm.”

‘What. Fuck.’

After listening to their conversation, I was able to roughly guess the situation.

The background is like this.

Right after the slap on the cheek of Stella’s eldest son, the Count Buffon family sent someone to contact the bourgeois family, although he did not know how. Losing one’s honor, still servilely concluding a marriage alliance, etc., I think it’s probably right.

It seems that he scratched gently to create a justification within the family.

The deal proposed by the Countess at this meeting was simple. They said that if the Berkeleys seduced the members of the baron family with disguised mercenaries, they would hand over the estate. In order to extract from the territories and optimize spending, the baron family’s regular troops are kept at a very low level. If this was successful, Buffon could set up the family head as a scarecrow and secure a large number of various interests or funds.

A covert method without friction with surrounding forces.

Because of the internal spy of the rival Earl of Alton, it is almost impossible to recklessly move private soldiers, and since using external forces in this way reduces the risk, they have contacted Berkeley…….

But how could the owner tell them to do this or that for an empty estate?

The head of household seemed to have the same thoughts as me, and he seemed to be worried about being beaten at the end.

“But do I have a reason to rule this place?”

“So, isn’t the Berkeley family doing charity work for the people of the territory? The baron, on the contrary, was tyrannical. Our people continue to spread rumors outside, so if Satan breaks out, you can easily guess the background.”

Hearing those words, I suddenly remembered the story the coachman told me when I came to the Baron’s Territory. They were saying that it would be better for the Berkeleys to rise up and take over than to live being exploited like that.

That was it.

Drenthe took a sip of the nearby water and spoke again.

“When this ‘riot by the people of the territory’ is over, there will be a meeting between us and Alton regarding this territory. With this rural land, it doesn’t go any higher than that. When the meeting is held, the estate will eventually return to a neutral state after a strife. Unless the opponent wants an all-out war. Soon, the high-ranking priests of the Order we recruited will speak of your family name, crying out for morality and faithfulness. Do you understand something now?”

“Well….”

Looking at the family head nodding as if the picture was roughly organized, Drenthe said, “This is why things that don’t know politics…… ‘ He sighed inaudibly.

The family head who seems more energetic than the first time.

He sighed softly and spoke frankly.

“Then, as you said, we will take action in the fall. I never thought you would have finished the preparations like this. People with power……. Are these all Drenthe’s ideas?”

“I am just your representative.”

“Ah. Of that rumor……. Oh no. Could I treat you to dinner? Served with our specialty…….”

“It’s okay. We have a long way to go. Enough then.”

Their conversation ended just like that.

……………

……………

I walked down the street with a grimacing expression on my face.

It was because, at this rate, the fall of the baron family and the death of all the main characters were the prescribed steps.

In the middle of a power struggle with a rival, he secretly puts up a scarecrow without friction.
The stupid baron forces who don’t know anything and see the liver between the two counts are completely cut out.

I remembered Macallin’s comment that nobles ran out of the academy because they were filthy.

I heard from that man that he was frantic because of the breadth of his influence his, but…. It’s this much in the provinces, but how suffocating is the central power struggle.

I thought it was a long way off, but now that it’s related to my work, I can feel it. If I hadn’t come to fuck Stella, I’d never have known this.

‘Honestly, I don’t care if the peppers die or not…. But what’s wrong with Trisha? I know she gives a lot to the common people.’

If the baroness suddenly came out and escaped her love of her, it would be romantic in its own way, but…. A lady is the most annoying when she is a lady.

It’s a pity for Berkeley or Buffon, but we can’t let them perish like this.

‘It’s an idea that came from a lady from Count Buffon’s family…….’

I don’t know who she was, but she was a very vicious woman.

Look at her more than that.

You could use this situation in reverse.

Having an affair or fucking your fiancé……. In fact, there is a feeling of boredom to hit with revenge. On top of that, the external pressure that threatens her life has to be added to create a more plausible picture.

I raised my eyebrows and smiled.

……………

When he returns to his routine, he focuses on flirting with the baroness again.

After the Dalian incident, the Baroness’ wall had been torn down. Even when I was a little excited about her and waited on her, she didn’t stop me. Even when I took her laundry with her cheeks blushing, she just nodded her head without saying anything.

She always makes sure to put her underwear in the basket, even though you know you’re making her panties full of cum and playing.

I could fully understand why she had broken down her walls.

Tricia is afraid that I might get hurt.

She must have made a connection between my isolated environment and my masturbation. Well, for me, the baroness is the only one I can open up to.

In a way, it seemed natural for her to have feelings for Tricia.

Realizing this, she couldn’t help but be more conscious of me than before.

I had looked at her with her crystal ball not too long ago, and she said, ‘For Raoul……. I’m the only one…… Are you crazy?’ She muttered softly to herself as she touched her palms.

With eyes full of strange anticipation.

You can see such a cute appearance, so I guess the taste of attacking with sober mind is special.

Trisha, of course, continues to provide me with a sense of daughterhood, or sometimes secretly peeks at my naked body, but she always behaves modestly in front of me and does not make any sex appeal. If she had been another lady, she would have enjoyed secretly fucking me dozens of times.

Perhaps reason continues to take precedence between reason and instinct……. At least to me, the hurdles didn’t seem that high.

When I sometimes compliment her on how she is, or tell me a story outside her, she listens with genuine pleasure.

Various stories that could not be told with polite maids.

Then, when it was time to break up while talking with me without realizing that time was passing, ‘Ah…… He groaned briefly and made a lonely expression.

Trisha is a woman who already has a huge crack in her heart from her loneliness in her. You can tell just by looking at how she has neglected me, who has been approaching me step by step. But if she contradicts him and somehow manages to maintain her appearance her with her dignity her……….

In other words, the baroness was the type to be pushed around like a girl.

Even a cat with a standing blade can see the bone marrow if you approach it slowly and gently stimulate the back of the neck. Because I missed the touch of others that much.

I’ll check it out.

“Ah, but actually, this was a slang word used by adventurers. Originally……….”

“Indeed…. I see. Whoops. I’ve been a bit tired lately, but it’s fun to hear Raoul’s story.”

I was waiting on Trisha in the small drawing room, serving her tea. The baroness, still wearing an aristocratic dress revealing her voluptuous breasts, is having a good time laughing at my nonsense.

If you don’t loosen your face at all, your smile will look a bit sharp, but that’s the case.

At any rate, when her mood her was ripe, I looked at her as her face her blushed slightly.

“Come on, madam……….”

“Why are you like that?”

“No. Hey If you’ve been feeling tired lately, let me give you a massage……?”

“……………………………….”

The baroness who always covered her mouth with a fan and absolutely refused skinship beyond a certain level. It’s hard to believe that she will be benign in her intentions as she is always masturbating to herself.

However….

“…… I still had a little soreness in my shoulders. Please.”

“Ah…. Yes, yes!”

She replied with her expressionless face gently rolling her eyes. At this, I, with a very uplifted face, approached her sitting behind her back.

“Then….”

“Oh……….”

I was able to hold all of her shoulders her as her back was not very high, and Tricia winced cutely as I gently touched her hands her.

‘You react like a woman born in heaven. Be cute.’

After laughing at her, I decided to cook her calmly while slowly groping her shoulder her.

Let’s check how far the Maginot Line is.