Reborn As Noble

Chapter 1584: The Meal You Savor ( 1584 )

Meanwhile, in a hidden alley near the market.

A man leaned against the wall, arms crossed, watching the scene from the shadows with a lazy posture and half-lidded eyes. He glanced toward the approaching figure and let out a low, tired exhale.

"I don’t know what you’re doing, Luvia. But shouldn’t you just let him have you already? Let him push his cock in, fill you up, and drain him while he’s panting? That’s the plan, isn’t it? Make it easy. Make it fast. Get his power and move on. Isn’t that what you want? Man cock. I wonder why you’re dragging this out."

Luvia walked up beside him, watching Julius from a distance. She smirked, her eyes glinting with something dark and patient.

"Because I know what’s better, Selon. Master asked me to get this particular hero. Not just once. Not just a quick fuck and drain. Everything. Every drop. Every pulse. Every ounce of the power he carries."

She tilted her head, watching Julius’s frantic search in the crowd.

"If I let him have me easily, he’ll get bored. He’ll use me once or twice and toss me aside like all the others. I wouldn’t be able to squeeze out more than a fraction of what he has. So no. I won’t give in fast. I’ll make him chase. I’ll make him ache. I’ll make him want me so badly that when he finally gets me..."

She smiled, slow and cruel.

"...he’ll give me every last drop. And still beg for more."

Luvia’s eyes fixed on Julius’s tall frame, tracing the broad lines of his shoulders, the hard muscle shifting beneath his golden armor with every graceful gesture to the crowd, the way his body moved with the easy confidence of a man who had never once been challenged.

Her gaze drifted lower, slow and deliberate, until it settled on his crotch.

She licked her lips once.

Mm~ As much as I want that huge cock over me~

As much as I want to feel it splitting me open, filling me, stretching me until I can’t think straight~

I still want to wait for the perfect time. I want to time it just right. When his obsession has peaked. When he’s drooling for me. When he’d tear down a city just for one night with me.

Because Master already mentioned it in the mission scroll.

That you have talent and power no one else has~

The kind of power that never runs out.

She shifted her weight, her smirk widening.

That means I could squeeze everything out of you the whole night... and still squeeze more and more. Again and again. Every drop I take refills itself by morning. Every ounce I drain comes pouring back just in time for the next round.

Her eyes glinted with greedy hunger.

You’re not just a meal.

You’re a well that never runs dry. A source I can drain for weeks. Months. Years, if I play it right. Which is exactly why I won’t rush this. The longer I make you wait, the more power I’ll be able to take. The more power I take, the stronger my siblings become.

So no~ I won’t let him have me easily. I want him to break himself chasing something he can never reach, only to learn it was standing right in front of him the whole time.

She pulled her hood a little lower over her face, hidden from the alley, watching Julius disappear into the worshiping crowd.

And by then... he’ll be mine. Completely. Forever.

"Let’s go, Selon~"

Selon pushed himself off the wall, hands still shoved in his pockets, watching her walk away with his usual lazy, half-lidded look. He let out another tired exhale.

"What about that guy? Aren’t you supposed to be working the quest Master gave you? Or did you forget how this goes? We don’t have forever, you know. The others already got beaten or reset because they took their time and underestimated their targets."

Luvia glanced over her shoulder, her smirk curving slow and knowing.

"Oh, hush, Selon~ There’s a difference between a meal you eat and a meal you savor. Anyone can wolf down a cheap dish. But the finest meal... the one that costs the most, the one that takes hours to prepare, the one even kings would sell their thrones for... that one demands patience."

She turned her head forward again, her steps light and unhurried.

"Anyone can gulp water. Only a connoisseur waits for wine to age."

Meanwhile.

Armand Private Island.

Erinette stood at the edge of the dock, both hands clasped lightly in front of her pristine maid dress. Her glasses rested neatly on her nose, her posture straight and composed. Behind her, several Armand high-ranking officers stood in formation, hands clasped behind their backs.

Special elite battle maids flanked the group behind her, wearing full white face masks that covered everything except their eyes.

The Armand Royal Special Elite Unit stood nearby in formation, with Hesbeirn at the head, scratching the back of his head with a lazy yawn. His massive frame was wrapped in a fitted black tactical suit that showed off thick, bulky muscle. A huge berserker sword was strapped diagonally across his back. He yawned once more, rubbed his neck, and leaned on one leg.

Erinette’s glare slid toward him.

Hesbeirn snapped upright, back straight, arms at his sides, standing rigid as stone.

The massive Armand warship slid into port, engines hissing with a low hum that vibrated through the dock. The hull gleamed under the late afternoon sun, cannons and anti-air guns resting quietly along the deck. A gangplank lowered with a mechanical whir, its wheeled ramp settling onto the stone pier.

Lioness strode down the gangplank, one arm wrapped around Veldrac’s shoulder, practically dragging him along.

"Bwahahaha! You saw that, Veldrac!? The engine room!? The missile bay!? The mana cannons! I want a whole fleet of these for the Beastkin Nation! I’m going to ask Garius for one! No... maybe a dozen?" He paused, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "If he refuses... eh, I’ll just ask my future son-in-law! Bwahahahahaha!"

"Ugh! Lioness!!"

Veldrac squirmed, shoving against Lioness’s ribs with both hands, trying to pry himself free.

"Let me go! This is ridiculous! You’re a king! Act like one! Stop dragging me around like luggage in front of Armand officials!"

Lioness paused mid-stride. He glanced down at Veldrac, blinked once, shrugged, and scooped him up cleanly onto his shoulder like a sack of flour.

"O... Oi!! LIONESSSS!!!!!"

Veldrac’s escorts let out a long, synchronized exhale. Lioness’s officers and escorts gave Veldrac’s group a slight bow of apology. Veldrac’s own escorts showed nervous smiles, several rubbing the back of their heads.

Erinette watched from a distance, nudged her glasses up, and shook her head slowly before mumbling under her breath.

"Lioness... Lioness... Still hasn’t changed. Still the same loud, overgrown child he was." A faint smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "I wonder if Princess Mimi learned that from him. The two of them share the same energy."

( End Of Chapter )