"TERRA...!"
I scread the na with all my might, then reflexively closed my eyes as the golem’s giant hand that’s so damn close to hitting .
I had actually partially resigned myself to it, as the golem’s giant fist was already hurtling towards .
Several minutes passed in silence, ti seed to stand still.
There was no pain or the terrifying thunderous sound like before.
I slowly peeked out, then my eyes shot open as I realized the golem’s giant fist had stopped exactly a ter in front of .
I waited a few minutes, still no change in movent, until finally the golem withdrew its fist and stared intently at .
"LORD...VERMILLION...?"
Ah, this was the first ti I’d heard the giant golem speak normally.
"Terra...! Your na is Terra, isn’t it? I’m Atreus Vermillion...!"
"ATREUS...VERMILLION...?"
The golem remained frozen, like a robot, absorbing my instructions.
Unlike dragons, which often rebel and fight back, golems tend to be obedient and typically await instructions before attacking.
I don’t know what kind of setting made this giant golem want alive, but I wanted to make sure I wasn’t an enemy the golem had to beat and slaughter.
"BLACK STAR...VERMILLION..." Terra said, sounding stuttering, but I understood his aning.
"I didn’t co here to fight you, Terra. Our enemy is the sa," I said reassuringly.
"ENEMIES..."
"Yes! Our enemy, Terra! King Victor Dragomir!"
Terra fell silent.
The golem placed its two giant palms about 100 ters to my left and right.
His gaze was lowered, fixed on curiously.
"I could tell you a lot about our enemy, Terra. About our future collaboration. But give a little ti, buddy. Your punch earlier really left frail and broken. Give 15 minutes until my health regeneration ability can fully recover," I pleaded, breathing heavily.
Man, enduring all the pain from shattered bones and torn muscles is truly excruciating.
Even with my health regeneration ability, I still don’t feel like I’m recovering completely quickly.
I still need ti.
Suddenly, I slled the scent of lavender wafting around .
It was strange, because I hadn’t seen any lavender flowers here.
Even in the area around , many of the plants and flowers had died due to the Great Wyvern’s previous poison gas attack.
I looked around, and just realized a magical plants and lavender flowers appeared in my surrounding.
When I scanned on those plants and lavender, I realized that the entire arrangent of plants was a manifestation of Terra’s healing magic!
Terra gave a lavender scent that sped up my recovery and eased my pain.
Hee even moved his large palms like a shaded roof over , protecting from the heat and rain from the sky.
"Good job, buddy! You really helpful!" I said with a smile.
The golem remained frozen, as usual.
Its glowing blue eyes dimd for a mont, then suddenly turned yellow.
At first, I didn’t quite understand the aning of the change in eye color.
But when I detected the sudden shift in magic within the golem, I felt a sense of foreboding.
As I stared into the golem’s yellow eyes, it felt like my body and soul had been locked, then throwed away into sowhere.
I couldn’t move, and my entire world seed to change in the blink of an eye.
DING!
I was sitting on the sofa, no longer on the grass.
I couldn’t move my body at all, but I could see my surroundings.
A living room, with dium size, typical of living room at the working-class apartnts in my world.
In front of , the television was still on, broadcasting news of today’s fire and rally in the street.
Behind , I heard the clink of glasses and spoons, accompanied by the sound of hot water running, as if soone was preparing a hot drink.
I wanted to turn around and see this mysterious person in my suddenly changed world, but I couldn’t move.
TAP
TAP
TAP
The familiar sound of house slippers ca from behind, getting closer and closer.
"Special hot and bitter coffee for you, darling."
A woman’s voice accompanied by a cup of coffee placed on a small wooden table directly in front of .
I could see the mysterious woman clearly now.
A mature woman with brown hair combed to the side and tied low, framing her sweet face.
Her ample bust, draped in a fitted top, combined with her narrow waist and wide hips in a long skirt, created a seductive hourglass figure.
The woman smiled at with a reassuring expression.
She took off her apron, placed it near the kitchen, and then ca back to sit beside .
Comparing her to Leysha, this woman seed older than Leysha, perhaps in her forties.
However, with her smooth, wrinkle-free skin, firm breasts and hips, she seed like the type of mature woman who would still perform well if I invited her to a ’ritual’.
A few minutes passed, and the woman turned her attention to the television.
This mysterious woman and I looked like a married couple enjoying a warm drink while watching the daily news.
"...it seems you should start explaining yourself, milf." I said firmly.
The woman stopped staring at the television and turned her attention to .
"I know what the word ’milf’ ans in your world, Baron Atreus. My goodness... you really are a naughty old man, aren’t you?" the mysterious woman said with a casual smile.
"So you know about transmigrating from my world, huh?"
"Of course. Isn’t this a common sight in your world?"
"...and you can play your role so well in this dinsional magic of yours. Who are you, really?"
"Ara... you’re always so straightforward... a typical grown man. Why don’t you show so teenage behavior once in a while? Wasn’t Baron Atreus Vermillion still very young when you possessed him?"
This mysterious woman knew too much, which I suppose was natural, considering she was using her dinsional magic.
"Give your na, pretty one. There’s no way I’m going to keep calling you without a proper na," I challenged.
"Countess Azalea. Wife of Duke Archer Aurelius," the woman replied calmly, placing her soft hand on my crotch.
She easily unzipped my pants, then pulled out my cock, which had been standing erect since I saw her sexy body.
I didn’t know whether to be happy or worried, as I couldn’t move my body at all.
But the warmth and softness of Countess Azaela’s hand on my cock felt so real, it forced to hold back a moan.
"Atreus Vermillion... in just a relatively short ti, you were able to free The Great Wyvern from its seal in Thornvale, and now you’ve managed to free Terra by speaking its na. I thought Vermillion would vanish naturally after Lord Vermillion died and you fell seriously ill. But it seems the world has turned upside down. The rebellion is real, and I, as a loyalist of King Victor Dragomir, cannot allow it," Countess Azalea said, playing with my cock with her hand and looking at with a seductive smile.
"Well... that was a concise explanation, Countess Azalea. I... uhh..."
Fuck.
The warm, soft movent of Countess Azalea’s hand made my cock even harder, forcing to hold back a moan that threatened to escape.
"...it seems you’re enjoying this little world I created in my dinsional magic, Atreus Vermillion." Countess Azalea whispered, continuing to play with my cock with her hand.
"Heh... honestly, I’m not sure whether to be worried or grateful. I never thought a Duke’s wife would want to serve my cock..." I replied sarcastically.
Countess Azalea smiled at , then stopped her movents.
She grabbed the TV remote from the table, turned off the boring news broadcast, put my coffee far away from the table, and sat down at the table directly in front of .
This ti, she lifted the sole of her foot and used it to play with my cock.
Ugh... even though she was playing my cock with her foot, the sensation was still incredible, not much different from playing with it with her hand.
Damn, if this keeps up, I’m going to moan and cum right in front of her.
"Ah... your cock is big and strong, huh? It’s bigger than my husband’s, but it seems like yours is much more... trained. I know you regularly, often even, perform that ’ritual’ with your maids... Leysha and Cecile. Oh my, Cecile even gave up her Baroness title just to enjoy your large cock, Atreus. I’m honored to play with your large, fat cock in this small dinsion spell of mine," said Countess Azalea with a seductive smile and laugh.
"Damn... stop it, Countess Azalea. I’m your enemy...this is...not....feels right..." I replied, breathing heavily as I felt incomparable pleasure from her footwork.
Instead of stopping, Countess Azalea beca even more aggressive.
This ti she used both feet to play with my cock.
Ah, damn!
The pleasure was doubled!
I was so shocked by the intensity of this movent that I had to let out a moan.
"Ahh..."
"Ara...can’t hold your moan now, right?How is it, Atreus Vermillion? Isn’t it delicious...? I know you’re my husband’s enemy, but I always have a way to deal with you, darling. Why bother risking your life gathering golems and dragons when you can enjoy my foot massage in your own little, familiar world, right?"
Countess Azalea’s temptations grew.
My mind already floating sothing heavenly as Countess Azalea’s foot massage beca increasingly aggressive.
"Ahh.....hahhh.....d-damn...! I’m cumming...!"
"Oh....! Let it all out, Atreus Vermillion...!"
SPLASSHH...!
My sperm felt like it was exploding so hard and so fast, it surged and wet Countess Azalea’s clear face.
My strength and magical energy felt like they had been reduced by half due to release of my cum.
However, Countess Azalea didn’t stop.
She resud massaging my cum-covered cock with her feet.
She even took so of my cum from her face and licked it off, knowing it contained magical energy.
"Ahhh....so delicious! Not only is your big cock strong, but your sen is also incredibly delicious and powerful! No wonder Leysha and Cecile want to serve you every day...! Hahahaha...!"
Damn it.
Seeing Countess Azaela laughing at , I knew I wasn’t in a position to relax and enjoy all her services in this illusory dinsional world.
Usually, whenever I perform rituals with Leysha and Cecile, the magical energy from my sperm is always channeled properly, so none of it is wasted.
Leysha, Cecile, and I all know that sex isn’t just a ritual for pleasure, but also for mutually strengthening our potential powers to a higher level.
But Countess Azaela’s service was different.
My sperm was wasted, and the magical energy wasn’t channeled properly. So when I ejaculated, all my magical energy and life energy were drastically depleted.
If I had to ejaculate two more tis, I might die from life energy exhaustion.
Damn it!
What should I do?!
"Co on, Atreus Vermillion...! Sigh...! Don’t be shy in front of Mommy...!" Countess Azalea said seductively.
I could only stand still, holding back my moans.
Damn it!
Why can’t my body move?!
I can’t even use my dark elental magic to ward off this dinsional magic!
Oh, wait.
Dinsional magic?
I rember I once perford ti and dinsion magic in the Vermillion secret chamber.
What if I used that ti and dinsion magic with the power of the Black Star?
With my remaining magical energy, while enduring Countess Azalea’s increasingly aggressive foot massage, I felt this was the only way.
If I failed to cast ti and dinsion, which required quite a long ti and a large amount of magical energy, I would die from exhaustion.
Without hesitation, I began to concentrate fully.
No longer closing my eyes to endure the pleasurable rush of Countess Azalea’s foot massage, I now stared back at her with seriousness and defiance.
Countess Azalea, aware of my resistance, paused for a mont, then smiled.
"Ara...so you wish to fight with the sa magical technique? Hahah...interesting. Vermillion’s Wizard may be feared for his control of Golems and Dragons, but not against in ti and dinsion magic! Co, Atreus Vermillion! Fight !"
The bell for the second round had already rung.
This ti, I must win!
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