Chapter 325
Kyon and Triana repeated the process of collecting souls (killing thousands of creatures). Late at night, they set up a tent near a clean mountain river. The tigress looked like a blood-born demon while Kyon didn’t have a single speck.
Lovr stripped naked and looked aningfully at the tigress: «Wash properly.»
Triana tried to protest: «But you’re perfectly clean! There’s no drop of blood on you!»
«It’s not true.» – Kyon pointed to so imaginary dirt on his side. – «Get undressed and follow .»
Triana sighed bitterly. Her life was terrible. She had to serve this vicious person, and he wasn’t even a noble supre beast. On the other hand, she had nothing to complain about. Triana heard nurous stories and read lots of books about horrible things that humans did to harnessed beasts, unlike her mysterious owner.
The tigress obediently undressed and went into the river. The smooth surface of the river reflected the soft light of the two moons. The slight current picked up the bloody trail, giving the cool water a scarlet shade. Triana approached the owner and reluctantly got down to washing him.
Kyon closed his eyes in pleasure. Her hands were softer than rose petals, and she touched him so gently and skillfully as if she were a professionally trained superior maid, not a young princess of the bloodthirsty white tigers.
«Оh!» – Triana exclaid as she touched sothing hard and long.
«Wash it as well.» – Kyon murmured.
«But it’s…» – She mumbled.
«No argunts.» – He quietly interrupted her. She will serve him properly, with no excuses.
If Triana wanted to change her position of a “lower servant” and get a “promotion,” she would have to do two things, neither of which was simple. First, she had to change herself. Lovr couldn’t possibly have normal relations with a childishly naive predator who never lied and enjoyed human flesh. It was like trying to establish a business relationship with an unreasonable man-cub Mowgli. Second, she had to gain the owner’s trust. If Kyon gave her freedom now, she would tear him apart for the very fact of being a human. Why would he be noble with her? She was his trophy and his slave rolled in one. He would never have enough patience to build relationships with a strong-willed beauty for months, if not years. And for what? The girl was in his power, anyway. He had no interest in winning her over. She could initiate sothing if she wanted to. It was totally up to her. That was Kyon’s position.
Triana took the thick thing and began to wash it gently, with no haste, smoothly moving her hand back and forth. She had a bitter look on her face, her eyes glittered anxiously: if the owner got overexcited, he would lose it and pounce on her. It would be a disaster, so Triana was doing it as slowly as could be, not realizing she was actually achieving the opposite effect.
The increasing pleasure made Kyon lose touch with reality. Each movent of her gentle hand created blissful waves that spread from his groin all over the body. Soon it reached its zenith… Even his fingertips turned numb. He leaned back on Triana’s soft breasts and released the concentrated passion that had accumulated recently.
«It’s throbbing…» – Triana whispered and gave him a curious look. – «Are you peeing? Оh…» – She did not understand at once why his urine was white. Triana let go of his genital organ and hid under water out of harm’s way.
Kyon lay on his back for a while, coming to his senses. The poor tigress was so afraid of becoming a victim of his sexual appetite that she seed to be willing to drown… He ca out of the river, just in case.
Soon, her charming little face peeped into the tent, scouting the situation.
Kyon yawned sleepily: «Co on in. I won’t bite you.»
Triana obeyed. She was alert and composed, her eyes sparkling with anxiety mixed with anger.
«Baby tiger, you can tell whatever you’re thinking. Co on, shoot away. Don’t be afraid to hurt my feelings.»
«You! You’re disgusting, wretched, despicable! How dared use my hands for your satisfaction! I’m speechless!» – She yelled angrily, her tail wagging aggressively in different directions.
«I’m a male. It’s normal for to get overexcited when a beautiful washes my penis.»
«YOU COULD WASH IT YOURSELF!» – Triana growled loudly.
«Why are you so angry? It’s because you eat at. You should beco a vegetarian.»
«I am not a herbivorous, dirty bastard!» – She protested.
«Lie face down. It’s ti to reward you for today’s work.»
«What?!» – Her righteous anger instantly gave way to fear. – «Don’t! Please! I don’t want to!»
«I am not going to hurt you! You need to learn the difference between humor, sarcasm, and a promise. Lie down, it’s an order.»
Triana obeyed, ashen pale. She didn’t trust her owner at all, especially after the recent wash in the river. Her chest heaved as she struggled to control her breathing. Her heart pounded as if she were a scared rabbit running from a wolf. She was on the brink of tears, her eyelashes trembling.
Kyon dropped so essential oil on his palm and touched her silky, straight back. Not without the help of pure energy and Synergy, he started massaging her. His extensive knowledge and skills worked miracles.
At the very first touch, Triana exclaid her surprise: the sensations spread throughout her whole body as the pleasure built slowly and gradually. What kind of magic was a person doing with her? Was it really a massage?
{That’s what he was talking about!} – Triana could not believe it was happening. She would never have thought before that a dirty human could perform such a divine massage with his uncouth hands. The best massage therapists in the empire, who had mastered this art for ages and knew all secret techniques, were nothing compared to him!
Triana lost track of ti. All her muscles relaxed, her skin was shiny and oily when Kyon suddenly raised the bar of his skill to a new level as if he was just warming up. His furry eared client groaned with delight and started purring a happy song. Her fingers and ears twitched. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach. She was lting on cloud nine and even drooling. She would never have believed that a wretched human’s touch could be so amazing.
The unimaginable sensations surpassed the pleasure she experienced when she was eating the delicacies he had cooked, easily replaced the anger after the recent events, and even washed away her grief over the two thousand animals she was forced to kill!
Soon, Kyon turned sleeping Triana over and lay down on her sumptuous boobs. She woke up, hugged the owner who was relishing her mounts and began to lick his head in gratitude for not taking advantage of her after she washed him in the river.
Three days had passed.
On the first day, Kyon heard via his feathered spies an announcent at the central square of Boston. The coronation would take place the day before the forest tournant ended. When he learned the na of the future king of the Iron Throne, Kyon could not believe his ears. It was soone wise and experienced who he knew well. Unlike Prince Charles, he really deserved the throne!
On the second day, Kyon filled up the nucleus with souls by a hundred percent. He decided to stop there even if he knew that extra souls would go to the next stage of his unique body. Kyon decided not to waste ti and practice. Anyway, the requirents for the quality of souls would increase. He wouldn’t get better results even if he destroyed half of the forest.
There were only two conditions left: to fill the soul with elents contained in dicine by 100 % with light emotions by 40 %. He had the first condition under control. Kyon had already ordered a ton of dicine from the Golden Pig with his colossal gain from the deals. Thanks to XiaoBai, he had a VIP status and could get the highest possible discount. In a week or two, his order would be delivered to Boston from Dantes by most intricate routes. As for the second condition, it was complicated. Nothing but a headache.
On the morning of the third day, during his morning workout, Kyon reached the long-awaited 9th stage of the advanced phase. It took him a whole month! Closer to the peak of the phase, each next stage was getting more difficult.
Lovr read in the books that it took the great geniuses of Rosarrio about a year to get over the advanced phase while he was going to do it in three months, which ans four tis less ti! It was an amazing result, but Kyon had a gut feeling that sothing was wrong. Compared to ordinary people, he consud three tis more enzys. His foundation, aka unique body, was of an unprecedented SSS rank. Theoretically, he should evolve like a rocket, but in fact, his cultivation was even lower than expected. Was it because he lacked an innate body? Or because his soul used to belong to another person? Didn’t the forr owner of the body remove so shackles after he got his revenge? What if it was sothing else? Kyon would never guess the reason and if he did, he would be overwheld for the rest of his life.
Among other things, Kyon regularly preyed on the other participants, or allowed them to find himself. More often, he t the sa participants twice. As soon as Dick Baker took out his staff, they imdiately retreated, shouting accusations and threats on the way. Many of them had already guessed that soone had ssed with the tracking formation.
Triana began to get used to her new life. She thought her every waking mont would be a hell on earth, but it turned out to be quite tolerable, in so aspects even better than before like delicious food without which she couldn’t live anymore and divine massage. Triana even began to feel a weird tenderness when the master caressed her. She had never felt like this before. Unfortunately, the absence of freedom, as well as her duty to fulfill the sotis extrely revolting orders, overshadowed all wonderful monts. For example, he demanded to clean his penis more thoroughly during every night wash. Triana was afraid that his requests would eventually grow into sothing more and tried to appease the owner with her good behavior and obedience. She licked his head before going to bed and brought all kinds of sweet berries and wild fruit. Although he treated her much better than she had expected, she had a bad feeling about all this.
It was the evening of the third day.
Fiddling with her tail, Triana walked up to her master and drawled:
«What about so massage?»
Kyon raised a questioning eyebrow: «I didn’t know you could give a good massage.»
«I am not saying that! I an could you give it to ? Just like you did the last three days…»
«In your dreams! You have to earn it.»
«But I was doing my best!»
«Doing your best? You an waving your arms twenty tis at my order? It won’t get you much. Go and get us so at.» – He nodded at the side of the forest.
Triana went hunting, holding her tail down. The tigress would never have believed that she would be happy to kill another thousand of her wild relatives just to get a massage. Alas, the last butchery was yesterday. The owner had enough keys to take first place.
Soon she returned from the forest with a carcass of a small wild pig and a pleading look in her eyes: «Master, I… I’ve strained muscles in my back… Could you give a massage?»
Kyon looked at her incredulously. He first thought that she was lying, but supre beasts didn’t lie. Did she strain her back on purpose to get a massage? It ant that she had deliberately hurt herself and had the audacity to ask him for a favor! An aweso move! The tigress might be unaware, but she did what supre beasts hated above all. She was trying to manipulate him! And small wonder. Each massage made her moan and squirm with pleasure. He was getting lower and lower, but she didn’t even notice. At this rate, she would soon get addicted to him! It wouldn’t do.
«I’ll think about it. Cut up the boar.» – Kyon said, hardly keeping from laughter.
Triana smiled happily and got down to work.
While he was cooking, Kyon heard a tree fall with a thunderous crack. He spied with the birds on the tigress that was working out nearby and hurried to her: «I didn’t let you practice, idiot!»
«But you didn’t forbid it, either! I just want to get stronger for F…» – She stopped short. – «For my own sake… Supre beasts have to be strong and constantly evolve. I want to grow up to be the first princess! If I don’t practice, I will soon beco diocre compared to the rest of the top beasts of my generation…»
«If you want to work out, do it without leaving a trace. A pile of stones and trees destroyed by tiger’s claws will lead the hunters to .»
«But I need a place to sharpen my claws!» – Triana protested sadly. – «Without training, my unique body will stagnate, and as a result, I won’t be able to cultivate it at all!»
Kyon thought for a while, nodded to himself and said: «I will find a place where you can sharpen your claws after the tournant, but for now, don’t leave a trace.»
«Alright.» – Triana nodded sadly.
When dinner was ready, Triana returned from behind the tree and t Lovr’s curious gaze: «Did mark the territory as all animals do?»
The tigress snorted: «Nonsense! I just peed. Only little kids and idiots do stuff like this.»
Suddenly, Kyon turned around and frowned. Soone “intelligent” was approaching using a high-quality concealnt technique. Otherwise, the birds would have detected the intruder long ago.
Triana pricked up her ears as she heard soone approaching: {The master… Why are his senses so sharp?} – Totally bewildered, she climbed onto a thick branch and concealed her presence.
Kyon was surprised to see the approaching participant: {Wow! Isn’t it Princess Haya? She is the strongest participant, but it’s the first ti we et… She won’t rob just anyone.} – Kyon was a little confused. The first princess of the first kingdom was the most important elent of his strategy. It was more important to have dirt on her than on all the other princes or princesses combined. What should he do with her? What blackmail to use?
Lovr was waiting for a better mont behind a tree.
«Damned beasts! Darn you all to heck.» – The short beautiful girl deactivated the concealnt technique as she approached the very place where the tigress had peed and lifted her skirt.
{Are you kidding ?} – Kyon exclaid.
Triana’s instincts kicked in when she saw a weak human female trying to pee over her mark. Against her will, the tigress made a low guttural sound as if she were about to pounce on the impudent human and tear her to shreds. Her growl was barely audible, but the sensitive princess could hear it.
«Who is there?» – Princess Haya exclaid nearly plopping in her own puddle.
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