Chapter 111

  Corruption.

  Could be called a bad word or a useful word, depending on the situation.

  Of course, the way I would be using it would still be ethically wrong, but it would benefit me in a way that would make my life a whole lot easier.

  You see, [Corruption] was a skill I never fully got to understand. How it worked, sure, but the principle behind it was something that always eluded me. That was why I used it only when needed, and not a lot more.

  Because it didn’t just mess with someone’s mind, it would take over their bodies, their soul, and anything that came along with the aforementioned things. Their reason, their rationale, or even their emotions reted to their worldly possessions, such as their children.

  The system never specified where the skill came from. It was just in the shop to purchase, but it wasn’t cssified under a css. It was just there.

  Well, anyway, let me now expin what I knew of the skill, which wasn’t much, but whatever helps.

  [Corruption]

  [Tier: Unknown]

  [Description: Created by the *** to *** a target according to thei*** ***

  Author Note: Most of the description, which I had written to be quite long, actually had omitted parts, so I decided not to waste words]

  [Effect: The more it is used on a target, the more they are bent according to your desires]

  [Note: Conditions apply]

  [Cost: 1000 MP per use]

  [Restriction(s):

  >Can only be used once a day on one target only

  >The user must act according to the target’s desires

  >Any attempt to harm the target can incur really strong resistance]

  And just like that, there were tons of conditions when it came to the skill. It was as restrictive as it was overpowered. In my whole life, and all of them combined, I had only used this skill a handful of times. Mostly because if it went wrong, the consequences would be too drastic.

  Only when the situation called for it did I ever use it.

  And right now, with the urgency of completing a quest of killing the king, I couldn’t take it slow. I needed to move fast, and it all began with Zara.

  Zara’s father was in the royal court. I needed her to get to him to let me get into the royal court, whether through a back door or even as a servant. It would be fine. I was confident I could kill the king with all the resources at my disposal.

  But that required getting inside. Of course, getting inside wouldn’t just magically solve everything, but it would still make things a lot easier. Like, half the job would be done.

  The timeline was to enter the royal pace in the next six months, and then pn the assasination in the remaining four.

  Enough time to completely make Zara mine.

  But…

  [Skill ‘Corruption’ has been used on Zara Hector]

  [No conscious resistance detected]

  [Effectiveness would increase by 10 percent]

  [Power of the target unconsciously resists the skill]

  [Effectiveness would drop by 20 percent]

  [Final success: 2 percent]

  Haa…

  Two out of a hundred percent wasn’t much, but considering I had six months, it was good. Of course, not every day would be a success. There would come a time when Zara would be able to find that something was wrong with her. Maybe she would find the fact that she was more susceptible to me strange and be on guard against me, considering I could be using some sort of spell against her, since the possibility of it being magic existed in this world.

  A real-world woman would have chalked it up to paranoia, but magic made things difficult for that possibility.

  “What are you doing?” Zara asked once she felt no motion from me for a few minutes.

  “Just admiring your beauty, Lady Zara.” I lied while putting my hands on her back. With her lying on her stomach, I began to start with a little forepy to make her more comfortable with my touch.

  “Were you now? I do not consider myself so beautiful that you would be lethargic of the task at hand.” She said, but she wasn’t offended by me openly commenting on her beauty, which would be strange between a noble and a commoner. If that wasn’t success, I didn’t know what was.

  “But what are you doing anyway?” She asked as she felt me massaging her back. Of course, I wasn’t just keeping it a massage but an erotic one so she could feel that.

  “Are you bothered by it, my dy?”

  “No. It feels pleasant. It’s just that you usually do this on my vagina or breasts.” Zara commented, but didn’t stop me from doing it.

  “I reckoned it would be soothing for you after working so hard all day,” I replied while going lower and lower until I was at her hips, just a little above her ass, which, call me crazy, I feel like was calling for me.

  “Hmmm~ I have been busy these few days, so this helps. But let us not lose sight of the bigger picture at hand.” She commented, still not sounding offended.

  “I will do so, my dy,” I replied before moving on to her ass, which made her moan, but it sounded more like a moan of approval than pleasure.

  Her ass was as soft as expected, but there was close to zero esticity. It didn’t push my hands out, but instead pulled them in. Not a vacuum pull, but more like a pull of temptation.

  “How long do you intend to py back there?” Zara asked, dissatisfaction creeping into her voice.

  “I’m just trying to prepare you, Lady Zara. So it wouldn’t hurt.” I expined in a subservient tone.

  “Then be quick.” Zara annoyingly said, but the dissatisfaction wasn’t there anymore.

  Did she…?

  I had a theory, but there was only one way to check it out. I grabbed her ass from the bottom and from the edges, like cupping them between my thumbs and my forefingers, and then began to wobble it.

  The jiggle effect that was produced was like rippling waves on the ocean's surface. Only this one was not only satisfying to watch, but it was also an extreme turn on.

  “What are you doing now?” She asked again, this time with clear dissatisfaction in her tone. I also took my chance and asked, “Lady Zara, perhaps are you…?”

  I didn’t finish my sentence, of course, but let it hang in the air for a while.

  “What?” She asked in the end.

  “Do you perhaps want to feel my penis in your vagina?” There was low suspicion in my voice, like I was accusing her of something, but I made sure to keep it within bounds, lest I risk her getting angry.

  “Yeah. So?” But there was no shame in her tone when she replied. I sometimes forget it wasn’t the normal world where such things existed. To her, this was just pleasant. She didn’t care whether it implied shame and embarrassment or not.

  “Nothing, Lady Zara. I was just wondering why you were so eager.” I decided to drop it.

  “Your penis feels good. Especially in my vagina. Also, when you hit my buttocks, but that feeling is secondary to your penis in my vagina.” Zara replied, almost as if she were commenting on the weather.

  “I see, Lady Zara. Then I will no longer dey it.” I replied and stood up, mounting her on her back and straddling her hips from both sides.

  “Good.” She finally said with satisfaction and some anticipation in her tone. I parted her ass cheeks, revealing her holes buried deep within her massive ass cheeks.

  The position didn’t help any better, but the visual scene was all the more arousing.

  I activated my state of completion, and usual notifications appeared in view, which I made sure to ignore. I did keep my eye out for any of the same notifications that could point towards pregnancy, but just like in Cassandra’s case, there were none. Just a random blessing that had taken effect.

  I sighed and grabbed my hard dick, pointing at its destination. Although Zara’s puckered asshole was much closer and in better view, I decided to comply with her wishes and go for her pussy.

  Which was gushing wet long before I even started. The squelching sounds that came from the union of our organs just told me how easy it was going to go in. And easy did it go in.

  I entered her pussy without much resistance, except for the tightness that came because of this world’s unexpected situation.

  “Hnnnaaaannn~~~”

  Zara moaned long enough for me to know I wasn’t the only one feeling this slow penetration.

  I was still about one third out of her, but her ass wouldn’t let me go any deeper. The answer to that was…

  “Would you mind raising your hips slightly, Lady Zara?” I asked, to which she asked, “D-do you want me to as-assume my position like before?”

  “No. I have something else in mind.” I replied and just raised them enough to pce a pillow beneath her hips.

  And now…

  Thaap!!!

  “HHHAAAANNNNGGGG!!!!”

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  I know the smut scenes are too much, but bear with me for a little. I'll focus on the story soon enough.