Chapter 233 – 19. Warrior’s Party – The Beginning of the Journey (7)

Vilma recalled the third kiss she shared with Valdes. The two experiences I had at the hotel were equally thrilling, but I was also very excited to do it secretly while shifting night shifts. So much so that her belly her gets hot.

The vulva of obedience engraved there emitted a soft light and vibrated, but it was not necessarily because of that.

The hero of the past and the current Demon Prince, Valdes, had something that instinctively seduced women. Vilma was interested in him both as a black magician, as a contractor for the demon prince, and as a woman of a flowery age.

“Kiss… Please.”

Valdez’s eyes widened at her outburst of her.

“Are you asking for a stone fastball?”

“Didn’t you tell me to ask for it at any time?”

“That too.”

Both lips parted with a giggling laugh.

“Yeah, huh, yeah… Side, side, side….”

Vilma held out her shy lips and savored her sweet kiss her. She was usually introverted, but when kissing, she was even more shy.

But that’s for a while.

“Jjook, jjook, jjak, chuup… Yes, haa, ah… More, more… Chumb, churrup…♡”

Wilhelmina, who was once the first princess of the continent’s largest empire and was expected to become the future great mage, began to awaken. Her desires were actively put into her hands her, and the promising future, who she considered herself the best, was now tongue-tied for what she wanted.

Valdes also accepted her longing her as it was. Moving her lips a little passively, Vilma accepted her kiss her as she wished. Sometimes naive, sometimes rough, sometimes sticky. The tongues of the two men and women stuck together all day, as if they had missed the moment they had to leave.

However, even her burning desire to breathe could not overcome her survival instinct her.

“Hayeot, yes, heuh… Haha…”

Vilma, who managed to part her lips before she could catch her breath, looked at Valdes with blurred focus.

“Are you satisfied?”

Haha…♡”

“… That was a stupid question.”

Valdez smiled wickedly.

Even then, she hadn’t thought that Vilma would come out so aggressively. I knew she cared a lot, but it was really unexpected for her character of Vilma, who always lacked her self-confidence when it mattered.

She was happy about this action, but a little regretful. Taking her Vilma’s body her anyway was the natural order of things in order to avenge Emperor Dejac. Because of this, Valdez thought of attacking her and her sister her together in the future.

It was a pity not to be able to capture her once sweet sister at the same time, now distant, but it seemed like it would be fun to do it another way.

He closed her thoughts and kissed Vilma again, who was making a worried expression on her face.

“Haa, ah, yes, chuup… Jjook, jjok. Chuljjakjjak, chup, chung, chub bum…”

“Yeah, chug… Ha, aren’t you sucking too much?”

“But, it feels good, it feels good, ha, it’s so, so delicious… “

Vilma’s answer was always cut off and didn’t connect properly. She wasn’t to the point where she couldn’t understand the words, though. She couldn’t even ask in the first place because she was really curious.

“Yes? Then I’ll make you feel better.”

Valdez’s hand her began to grope her chest her.

“Aaaaa…!”

The warlock groaned at the hot touch he felt on the hem of his cloth. Not one layer, but two layers of clothes were stuck between them, but they were useless in front of the boy’s hand in front of him.

His hand his, which jumped up on his chest his, drew a picture on top of his shirt with a splendid movement. Every time he heard the rustle of his clothes, Vilma let out a heated sigh and shook his body her. The heat that had been heating up the lower abdomen her began to tingle in the groin her as it headed down.

Suddenly his hand stopped her.

Startle.

“What do you think?”

“…”

“I don’t know if you like it.”

“Huh… The real Valdes-sama is, ha, too mean.”

Vilma looked up at him with slightly bewildered eyes.

He was obviously taller than himself. He remembered the first time he sat down next to him on the bed and kissed him while he lowered his head to her. But at some point, I was in his arms, half-lying his upper body his.

“Really? I think this is pretty good.”

“… With Fiora, how far did you go?”

“Uh?”

The question is peculiar.

For him, Fiora is not an object of love, but an object of attack or plunder. The question of how far he had gone was inappropriate. Still, Valdes decided to adjust to Vilma.

“It’s similar to you. Now about breast caress?”

“Huh.”

“You don’t seem to be jealous, why are you asking such a thing all of a sudden?”

“Just a little… Just curious.”

“What.”

“Who falls for Valdes-nim first?”

“…Haha.”

A faint arc was drawn on Valdes’ face. That was a very funny word.

“This is upsetting.”

“Are you upset?”

“I… Thought you were already into me.”

“Hehe, not yet.”

“Okay?”

“Yeah, so… Please pay attention to me sometimes.”

“…”

“Even if I don’t want to first… Sometimes, or when I can’t stand it… “

Vilma approached him, lifting her upper body her. Her cheeks crossed and her pale lips touched her Valdez’s ears.

“You can call me first.”

The princess’s face turned red with shame. She was glad she did not notice it, but it was evident from her tense lips. Far from being calm, slow breathing. It’s still too early for the young virgin to defeat the veteran.

“Then, should I ask you a favor now?”

“Uh…Yes?”

A boy with her mischievous smile knocked her onto her bed.

“Uh, over there? Bar, Mr. Valdes?”

“You said earlier that you were wondering which one would fall first?

“Ah, ah, haha, ah, now, sleep… Haik!

That day, Vilma realized one thing for the first time.

That masturbation with someone else’s hands is more exciting and thrilling.

Arsha sat in her chair and watched the two enter the dining room.

Valdez with a satisfied smile, and Vilma with a blank expression on her face. The others were worried by saying a few words to her Vilma, but Arsha focused on Valdes, not her her.

He was a person to keep an eye on.

Not only does he have skills that don’t match his age, but he has a strangely good personality. In general, he was omnipotent in life. She wasn’t exceptional, but there was nothing she couldn’t do. It was as if he was deliberately hiding his skills.

The strangest thing about her was the acquaintance of her female colleagues with her, other than herself.

Including the warrior Kang Yu-ri, who is like her close older sister, Vilma who is often in a toxic room because she is of mixed demon race, Sasha who takes care of her in detail with a strangely similar appearance, and lastly, who seems to be more often than her lover, the warrior Kang Jin-hyeok. Until Fiora.

Valdez maintained close friendships with them, but never crossed the line.

No matter how much she suffered from a young age and matured, it was hard to believe that she was a boy in her prime her.

Even the children of desert or jungle tribes quickly grew up because of the harsh life, but apart from that, she was easily engulfed in sexual desire or romance. Compared to them, he was so kind and sincere that it was doubtful that he was of mixed demon race.

‘… Well, actually, it doesn’t matter.’

Arsha withdrew his gaze from her carefully looking at him.

Although it bothered Valdez, he had nothing to do with what he was going to do. Kang Yu-ri, Fiora-do, Sasha-do, and Vilmado-do. So far, there has been no sign of obstruction.

There was only one thing that mattered to her.

‘Hero Kang Jin-hyeok….’

A male warrior flirting and chatting with the young queen.

No matter how you looked at him, his face his was full of impure lust, but the King and his wife his, who were very friendly to him, had no doubts. To her, they were pitiful and ridiculous.

‘All the guys on the peaceful continent are like that.’

A sneer formed on Arsha’s face without anyone knowing.

From the perspective of her from the 3-pronged alliance, the continent was too peaceful. Even though two warriors were summoned with an oracle that the continent was in danger, they were traveling leisurely in the name of tradition. In the first place, I saw that the oracle was also suspicious.

‘It could be that the Goddess bastards made it up in moderation. Who knows I guess those black-haired warriors are just bringing barbarians and putting on a show.’

The barbarians, the only tribe with black hair along with the demons.

Of course, unlike continental people, they are born with brown or copper-colored skin, but there is a possibility that mutations will appear during mixed blood. Barbarians, even mixed races, were born with black hair unconditionally, so they could make enough skin.

‘It’s annoying, but what can I do? I have to do my job.’

Reminiscing about his tribe and family her, his ridicule her quickly turned bitter.

To sum it up in one word, Arsha was a spy.

A spy sent by the three-pronged alliance, not by the demons. A tool to seduce a hero and make him a member of the Three-Earth Alliance. That was Arsha’s view of herself.

Originally, there was one spy in charge of the female hero, but unfortunately, he was eliminated from the finals. She couldn’t help it. The opponent was Valdez, who had monstrous talent for his age.

Of course, that pity and unavoidable were not applicable to the 3rd allies. It was clear that by now the stupid male warrior would be regretting in the belly of a beast after going back to report.

‘Because that damn old man is like that.’

Aww

Arsha’s teeth gnashed at the thought of Isayas, the 3rd ally.

As the original name suggests, it is an alliance of three regional tribes. Even the power of the leader was not that great. It’s just to the extent that it becomes the center when responding to external aggression, or becomes a network in the middle when there is internal conflict.

However, after Isaiah became the leader, things changed completely.

Having become a tribal chief at a young age and swallowing half of the jungle tribe, he became a leader based on solid support. And he began to show off his devilish scheming in earnest.

Three regions that have worshiped power and tradition since time immemorial. The sea, the jungle, and the tribes of the desert.

Isaiah gave them a taste for money and culture. Not to all tribes, not to all tribesmen. The ruling class of the tribe who only followed themselves. They, who are few in number, have fallen into the pleasures of Isaiah and have rotated away.

Isaiah’s next choice was slander and intimidation. The support received from the ruling class of numerous tribes and the unholy military power built on them. It contributed greatly to stabilizing his iron-fisted rule.

That’s how the three-pronged alliance changed.

To the playground of the trashy ruling class who are obsessed with money, pleasure, and power.

‘It has nothing to do with me. If only this thing succeeds….’

His own tribe was also allowed to join Isaiah’s faction his.

Arsha’s eyes his sparkled with desire and hope.

She was confident

More than I thought, Kang Jin-hyeok revealed a woman. She was very honest in her desires of her. It was like looking at the ruling class of the three-pronged alliance. It was not for nothing that Arsha felt sorry for him.

But for now, that was considered fortunate. It made it easier to seduce him. There is a lover named Fiora, a paladin, but from her point of view it was already on the verge of breaking. So she didn’t have to worry about her.

So far, Kang Jin-hyeok, who likes women, has not been able to easily reach out to his colleagues. He would probably be traveling around the continent for several months, but it was only natural that he be cautious. But he himself stretches out his hand first?

‘That guy is all prey.’

Even he thought to himself, his appearance and body his were excellent. If you are next to Kang Jin-hyeok, you can feel him glancing at you.

Here, Arsha had numerous materials brought from the 3-province alliance. She told the others it was for making her medicine or poison, but there were countless other things she could make.

Of course, stimulants and aphrodisiacs were also available.

‘I’ll make you addicted to the medicine little by little and make you a body that can’t live without me.’

The moment Arsha glered at Kang Jin-hyeok and made that resolution, her outside her became noisy.

“… ?”

“What’s the matter, are you making such a fuss!”

The king, interrupted in his conversation with Jinhyeok, shouted in an annoyed voice. Not long after that, the door opened and the chamberlain entered.

“Excuse me, Your Highness.”

“Okay, what’s going on?”

“The saintess visited the royal castle.”

“What? The saintess?”

Not only the king, but everyone looked towards the door in surprise. Soon a person appeared there.

“May the goddess bless you. Fufu, excuse me.”

It was a surprise unexpected visit from Saint Cloudy.