89 Swift Death helping Roy with his quest!
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Inside the study, something that Swift Death could never expect was going on.
Swiftly, Master Gray took off the clothes of a woman who was dozens of years younger than him, and then he admired her dazzling figure by kissing it all over, and then he threw her over the table and, without much foreplay, intertwined with her.
“Ahhn! Ahhn! Do me harder!” This woman had a lover; it was the guard who was slaving away for Master Gray against his wishes because of his love for her. But she was heartless enough to betray his trust and shameless enough to embrace a man old enough to be her grandfather to climb the social ladder.
Seeing her like this, Master Gray embraced her even tighter and chuckled, “What will your lover think if he sees you like this?”
“AHHH!” After moaning, she turned her head to him. He saw her blinking her eyes at him pitifully. “Master, don’t remind me… of him when you’re doing this with me! I don’t… like it.”
Between the moans, her words were barely comprehensible.
But the master tailor was able to understand it.
He grabbed her chin, bringing her face close to his for a kiss. “You say that, but your body is saying something. That part of you is clamping down hard on my shaft. You must like the idea of cuckolding him!” Inhumanely, he said this like a creature of lust, all so that she would feel humiliated and more turned over.
This wasn’t the first time they had cheated behind the back of their spouse. She was a masochist, and he knew it. She enjoyed being talked down to. That’s why the old man was humiliating her.
Her moans got so loud that they escaped the room, ringing outside where Swift Death was.
Her brows were drawn together in displeasure. She had heard their exchange and clearly understood that Master Gray was not faithful to his wife and the young man he was having an affair with was playing her man for a fool.
For the first time, she felt like, be it, men or women, they can be equally shameless when the wine of lust and wealth intoxicate them.
She teleported inside in silence, seeing a scene that put mud in her eyes.
Grabbing a golden statue, she crept up to Master Gray. His back was to her. The woman pressed beneath him, however, saw the shadow of death. Her eyes widened in terror. But the changes in her were overlooked by the old man. Besides, it was already too late. Even if he had noticed an assassin behind him, he wouldn’t be able to dodge her attack. Swift Death had long raised the small-sized statue and brought it down towards Master Gray’s head.
Bam! His head was smashed with solid gold, and hence, not only did it cave in, but it bursts, streams of blood trickling down his forehead and covering his face. He leaned to the side, slumping to the ground, his eyes rolled to the back of his head. He was out cold.
Seeing him bleeding profusely and lying on the ground like a corpse, the woman screamed. But not a sound came. Swift Death had covered her mouth, muffling her screams. Tears welled up in her eyes as she stared at the harbinger of horror. Her eyes were begging for the assassin not to harm her. Swift Death, being a woman herself, didn’t do anything to her except for knocking her out cold by hitting her pressure points with her finger.
She was worried that Master Gray, after waking up, would find out that the records of his dirty deeds had been stolen and make a run for it.
Thus, she directly went to the central court of the county to report him.
Although some had eaten Master Gray’s salt in this place, most barely knew him.
Using the fact that she was from the Count’s house and the second maid of Roy Badulf Baldwin, she gained the chance to report Master Gray’s crime to the highest authority, and the evidence she turned in wasn’t plenty but still enough to immediately get him locked up for at least a decade.
If she had turned in all the evidence against him, she was afraid he would be hanged.
Swift Death, who was now in a maid’s costume with her chest back to the original size and standing in the middle of the court, chuckled; every bug eyeing her was scared off by her laughter. She looked too scary to approach! Her master didn’t want him to die easily. So… How could she get him killed? Wouldn’t that be defying her dear master?
“Huh?!” About half an hour after Swift Death knocked him out, Master Gray woke up, only to find himself surrounded by guards and the woman he was making love with lying unconscious by his side.
“Guards, apprehend this dog!” With fist shaking due to seeing a naked Master Gray with a naked young woman, Sir Dale commanded in a harsh voice, telling his soldiers to grab Master Gray.
Seeing the guards approaching him, Master Gray felt anxious. His palm sweated, and out he stuttered, “W-what? But why?!”
Sir Dale disdainfully looked down at him. “You’ll know when we judge you in the County’s Court.”
Sire Dale was a man so honest that Master Gray was never able to bribe him. The only reason he respected him before was that he had only seen the facade he had created to win over the masses. Now, as he was exposed to his true self, all the goodwill he had for him in his heart vanished.
“H-help me.” Master Gray eyed Kamren like a pitiful dog, begging the knight to save him.
When he looked at him, Kamren turned his head away. Sure, Master Gray had given him a bit here and there over the years. But it wasn’t enough for him to be fiercely loyal to him. He wasn’t willing to lose his job and life for a vulgar old man that dared to make love to a woman the age of his granddaughter and also smuggled goods out of the County with the help of other officials.
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Author here:-
Finally, Swift Death’s solo adventure has come to an end. Why was this written? To explain that Roy didn’t complete his quest automatically. Someone helped him greatly for him to earn free benefits from the system!