3:00 PM.
Yuria headed to the prison.
As she opened the prison door and stepped inside, agonized voices echoed through the air.
"Kuaaaah! Stop! Stop it!"
"Just kill me! Kill me, you bastards!"
"I was wrong. Please, spare me."
Before descending to the underground level, Yuria put on a thick coat and gloves hanging on the wall. She even wore a hat to completely hide her hair and a mask.
Her purpose wasn't to conceal her identity but to prevent filth from getting on her body. She had other plans for the day.
"Lady Yuria, you've arrived."
"You've come at the same time as usual."
The twin male torture experts, Gon and Ron, greeted Yuria. They were short, standing at about 140 cm tall, and each had only three fingers on their hands—a congenital disability. With over 20 years of experience as torturers, they were in their mid-30s.
Having started torturing since they were old enough to understand, they were now employed by Eugene.
Gon and Ron spend most of their time in the prison. Due to their complex about their appearance, they rarely went outside. Moreover, they enjoyed torturing.
"Are these the three for today?"
Yuria looked at the three individuals sitting in front of Gon and Ron. Chained to torture chairs, they were covered in blood. Beside them were various torture tools and potions.
"Yes, yes. Including these three, we've tortured 14 people today. We plan to torture six more later."
"All thanks to Prince Eugene's generous support. Hehe..."
Eugene had spared no expense in supporting them. Even though most of the supplies were low-grade potions and cheap herbs, the sheer quantity meant the cost was not insignificant. Eugene was known for his lavish spending when it came to such matters.
"Any notable issues?"
"One of them caught a cold. We've already taken care of it."
"Hehe. It won't interfere with the torture schedule."
Gon and Ron laughed. They found genuine pleasure in torturing, which was why they had been able to continue doing it for over 20 years.
Yuria glanced at a man sitting naked on the torture chair. Covered in blood, one of his eyes had turned completely white.
Galmer.
A merchant who had sold information about Nel Rins in the village of Artel, which belonged to the Helbrit Ducal family. Not long ago, Hassent had captured him under Eugene's direct orders.
Yuria quietly approached him.
"Ugh… Please, just kill me. I admit… I was wrong."
"…."
Yuria didn't respond to his plea. Instead, she picked up a sharp knife from the nearby torture tools.
Previously, she had only watched Gon and Ron perform the tortures. But lately, she had been learning their techniques and had started torturing herself.
Yuria slowly raised the knife and began to peel a thin layer of skin from Galmer's shoulder. The peeled skin was so thin that it was almost translucent.
Gon and Ron clapped as they watched.
"As expected of Lady Yuria. To already have such skill…"
"In about three months, you'll catch up to our level."
Their praise wasn't empty flattery. Yuria's torture skills were genuinely improving day by day.
"Ahhhh!"
She sprinkled salt on the peeled area. Then, Yuria picked up a branding iron and began to sear his body.
"Ah, Lady Yuria. It's better to ease up a bit there."
"If you go too hard, they'll lose their minds. The key to torture is to keep them as sane as possible. There's no fun in torturing a madman. Hehe!"
"I see. I'll keep that in mind."
Yuria continued the torture, taking Gon and Ron's advice into account.
4:00 PM.
Yuria received private lessons from the head maid.
Head Maid Aine.
A graduate of the Rapherry Academy, which only accepts commoners with exceptional talent. In her 50s, she possessed vast knowledge that matched her experience. She was also responsible for educating the young masters of the Pruckus family.
Thanks to Hassent's recommendation, Yuria was able to receive lessons from the head maid.
"Yuria, today we'll be studying the relationship between the Magic Tower and the Kingdom."
"Yes, please guide me well, Head Maid."
Aine taught Yuria with enthusiasm. At first, she hadn't planned to teach so diligently. But after recognizing Yuria's exceptional talent, she found joy in educating her.
Yuria was a quick learner—teaching her one thing meant she would understand ten. It was a perfect fit for her.
"Yuria, have you ever considered attending the Academy? If you're interested, I could write you a recommendation letter. You could learn so much more there."
"Thank you for the offer, but I have no intention of attending the Academy. I'm perfectly content serving as Young Master Eugene's personal maid."
"With your talent, Yuria, you could become an outstanding clerk and even rise to nobility. Wouldn't it be a waste to let that opportunity slip?"
Yuria truly had remarkable talent. It seemed like a waste for her to remain just a personal maid.
"It's alright, Head Maid. I'm more than satisfied serving as Young Master Eugene's maid."
"...I see. Let's continue the lesson."
5:00 PM.
Tea time. Yuria served tea and snacks to Eugene and took a break.
6:00 PM.
Dinner. Since Eugene dined with his family, Yuria ate with the other maids. They engaged in light, meaningless chatter.
7:00 PM.
A dancer from the finest troupe in Petheris City was invited by Eugene to the mansion.
Jane Moss. She was known as the best dancer in Petheris.
With flowing brown hair, fair skin, a voluptuous chest, a slim waist, and firm hips, Jane was one of the most beautiful women in the city.
Yuria was learning many things from her—acting, makeup, singing, and dancing.
Lately, Yuria's facial expressions had become more expressive, all thanks to Jane.
"As expected of Yuria! Perfect! If you ever quit being a maid, come find me. You could become an even greater dancer than me."
"Thank you."
Yuria smiled and responded as she had been taught.
Of course, she had no intention of becoming a dancer.
"Miss Yuria! I have some high-end sweets I received as a gift… Would you like some?"
Jane held deep affection for Yuria.
Yuria was aware of this. However, Yuria felt nothing for Jane. If the situation called for it, Yuria wouldn't hesitate for even a second to kill her.
"I'm sorry, but I must attend to Young Master Eugene now."
"Ah…"
"Then, I'll take my leave."
8:00 PM.
It was bath time. Yuria entered the bath with Eugene and attended to his bathing needs. By now, it had become a familiar routine.
Yuria secretly entered the bath. If someone saw them going in together, it could lead to unpleasant rumors.
Unbeknownst to Eugene, Yuria had bribed the maids responsible for the bath with money. These older maids would soon have to leave the mansion. Although they had some savings, as the time to leave approached, their greed for money grew.
They were more than happy to accept the money Yuria offered.
Yuria planned to deal with them a few days after they left the mansion. It wasn't about the money. She needed to silence them to prevent any rumors from spreading. She couldn't let these old women tarnish Eugene's reputation with their loose tongues.
"Master, how does it feel?"
Yuria used her bare hands to wash Eugene's body. Eugene preferred her hands over a washcloth.
"Ah, it feels good."
Yuria glanced at his groin. At first, his penis had shown no reaction when she touched his body, but now it would erect just at the sight of her. She couldn't help but feel proud of that fact.
Yuria knelt in front of him and reached out with both hands toward his penis. Her slippery hands caressed his hard shaft and balls. Her movements were skilled, as if she had done this countless times. She meticulously cleaned the area, then gripped the shaft and moved it up and down. With her other hand, she didn't forget to stimulate the tip.
Before long, Eugene's member twitched and began to release a stream of white fluid.
"Master's manhood is as healthy as ever today."
Yuria looked at her hand with a strange heat in her eyes. It was covered in an enormous amount of semen. The fresh scent of his cum made her lower abdomen tingle.
"You've practically become an expert at this. Stand up and spread your legs. Today, I'll wash that area for you as a special treat."
"Yes! Please!"
Yuria answered joyfully and spread her legs in front of Eugene. Eugene's small hands began to touch her pussy.
"Haaah~"
***
9:00 PM.
It was time for the report. Yuria stood naked in front of Eugene, who was sitting on the bed, and recounted the events of the day. Of course, Eugene was also naked.
The report itself held little significance. Eugene had started this ritual of conversing naked to build trust and affection with Yuria, and over time, it had evolved into her reporting the day's events.
Afterward, they practiced the Yeongcheon Style martial arts. It was Eugene's self-proclaimed "naked training method."
10:00 PM.
By this time, everyone in the mansion was asleep. Eugene and Yuria took nighttime walks about three to four times a month. After returning from their walk, it was time for self-pleasure before bed.
They either pleasured themselves or helped each other. Once finished, they would go to sleep.
Yuria slept in Eugene's bed three times a week. This was Eugene's way of ensuring Yuria got some rest, as she often stayed up late training and slept very little.
On nights when Yuria didn't sleep with Eugene, she trained in her room until 4:00 AM. Ever since consuming the Orb of Life, she could maintain a decent condition even with just two hours of sleep.
When Eugene lay down on the bed, Yuria naturally nestled into his arms. Eugene's hand would caress her firm buttocks.
Eugene was the type to fall asleep quickly. At best, it took him a minute; at worst, no more than ten. Yuria could tell whether he was asleep by his breathing.
On the other hand, Yuria struggled to fall asleep. Snuggled against Eugene, his scent made her heart race and her body heat up. She fidgeted her thighs restlessly.
'Mmm…'
I can't quite remember when it started. Was it from the first time I made a deal with Eugene? Or from the time we started sleeping together? Or perhaps from the day I began interrogating the Ferek bandits? I don't remember the details, but at some point, I found myself only thinking of Eugene.
"...Mmm."
Eugene's hand, resting on Yuria's buttocks, moved. Eugene was asleep. This was an instinctive movement.
Eugene's hand freely groped Yuria's firm buttocks, and soon his fingers slipped between them.
Yuria bit her lip to suppress the moan that threatened to escape. At first, she was extremely flustered, but now she was actually enjoying Eugene's touch.
"Ah, tight pussy! Right there!"
"...!"
Yuria was startled by Eugene's sleep-talking. Even though she knew he sometimes talked in his sleep, it still surprised her.
Eugene's fingers tapped around her anus before heading towards her pussy. His fingers rubbed her labia and began to caress her clitoris. Yuria's pussy started to drip with arousal.
His skilled fingers parted her small labia and headed towards her vaginal entrance. One finger entered her pussy. His finger seemed to know the value of her virginity, carefully stirring inside her.
"Mmm...! Ah!"
Yuria bit her lip. Pleasure radiating from her crotch made her whole body tremble, and her blue eyes glazed over.
Eugene's fingers stopped. At the same time, her juices flowed out, soaking the bedsheet.
"Haah... Haah..."
Yuria let out a small breath. This was incomparable to when she masturbated alone.
'Master... I want to give my virginity to you soon...'
But the time to give her virginity was already decided. The moment she reached the aura expert level, Eugene would take her virginity as a reward.
"Ahh!"
Eugene's fingers moved again. It would be simple to escape from his fingers. She could just lift her hand and push him aside. But Yuria had no intention of doing that now. She wanted to enjoy Eugene's fingers a little longer.
***
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