Chapter 321

Chapter 321

Otherworld Demon King Survival Guide.

Episode 321: Lady Vera (12)

We only exchanged a few words, but the Duchess was quite an approachable woman. She had a decent sense of humor and, though authoritative, knew how to hold a proper conversation.

My liking for my stepmother had risen dramatically.

How should I go about seducing this woman? The Duchess was completely different from the other women I had been involved with so far.

She was a woman who preserved her own power and was genuinely strong.

I had never conquered a woman of this type before. Most either attacked me and were subdued, or ended up becoming mine in some way.

Since coming to the South Castle, I managed to seduce the abbess and Lady Anna using the powers of an incubus, drawing them into my bed. But now, I could tell instinctively—

That such a shallow trick wouldn’t work on the strong woman standing before me. Someone like me could estimate these things easily. The Duchess could not be won through such means. It might even make things harder. Attempting to force her would be extremely risky.

“Then let me hear your answer. Why did you refuse the marriage proposal?”

“Because I still need to serve the Saintess.”

“Hmm.”

“And likewise, it’s difficult to leave the castle under the current circumstances. So, regrettably, I decided it would be better to join as an adopted son rather than as a husband.”

The Duchess gazed at me intently, rubbing her chin. This woman… She had dealt with countless powerful figures in her time.

She was not someone to be underestimated.

“Are you aiming for the next line of succession? Your ambitions are impressive. Well, officially, you are the eldest, so you’d naturally be first in line.”

The Duchess directly asked if I was aiming for the position of her heir. Well, honestly, being the heir could be more advantageous than being the husband of a ruler.

It was a sharp insight.

“How flattering it is that you would recognize me so highly, Mother.”

“Hahaha, an amusing answer.”

“Of course, I don’t expect to be acknowledged as the heir right away. Proving my abilities to you comes first.”

“That’s true. I like your honesty.”

With that, my stepmother raised her wine glass and slowly sipped her wine.

The red wine entering her lips… It was clear that she found me appealing. But whether that appeal extends to wanting to roll in bed with me was uncertain.

It was common sense that a virgin woman wouldn’t pursue a relationship with her adopted son.

Even the Duchess must be considering such things.

So, what method should I use? Should I employ a slightly underhanded trick? For instance, mixing my semen into something she eats or drinks. It’s sweet to women and wouldn’t arouse suspicion. If I were to mix it into dessert, the effect would be immediate.

Even a strong warrior like the Duchess wouldn’t be immune to its effects. While individual reactions might vary, intentional addiction is unavoidable.

Alternatively, there was the bathhouse.

The South Castle had a fairly large bathhouse. Pouring my semen into the bathwater wouldn’t be a bad option either. If her bare skin were exposed to it while bathing, it would have a similar effect.

If I set things up that way and arranged a meeting where we drank and talked together, I might be able to lead the situation in my favor.

“It’s unfortunate. Personally, I found my first impression of you quite favorable. Well, it’s a shame I can’t treat you as a husband, but having a grown son is satisfying enough.”

My stepmother smiled seductively, trying to exude an air of mature charm, but to me, a virgin acting like that is merely cute.

Good.

“Well… if it’s someone like you, Mother, I wouldn’t mind having you as my wife.”

“Haha, what an absurd joke.”

My stepmother burst into laughter, finding it amusing to have such conversations with her son.

“This is quite troubling. Serving the Saintess has raised my standards too high. And now, after discussing marriage with the Duchess… I wonder if I’ll ever be able to marry, as no woman in this world could match your charm, Mother.”

“You have quite a way with words. Did you entertain the Saintess with such talk as well?”

“We’ve had plenty of conversations.”

“Hmm.”

“How long do you plan to stay here?”

“I have many stories I want to hear, so I’ll stay for a few more days. Are you concerned about when I’ll leave?”

“I just want to spend more time with you, Mother.”

When I leaned in slightly to say this—

“How skillful.”

She didn’t reject my words but accepted them instead.

“Do you have time for a private conversation?”

“Oh? And what do you wish to discuss with this mother of yours?”

“Just… I’d like to have a meal with you.”

“Then let’s meet tomorrow.”

Good.

We had made an appointment.

“Thank you.”

“That’s settled. Now, since I’m invited to the castle, I’d like to wash up. Could you arrange for that?”

She showed no need for formalities with me as her son, even though she was polite to the Saintess. True to her cool nature, she made the request directly.

“Of course. The castle has a bathhouse. I can’t guarantee it will meet your standards, but I’ll prepare it for your use.”

“Please do.”

“Nekri.”

I immediately called for Nekri.

“Prepare the bathhouse for use. Just give the orders and then enjoy the banquet. Oh, and arrange for a shift change with the ones on duty as well.”

“Yes, I’ll take care of it.”

Nekri bowed politely and left.

“Dark Elf warriors, huh…”

“Are you interested in them?”

“Let’s talk about it tomorrow.”

It seemed she had some curiosity about the Dark Elves. That could wait until tomorrow when we drink and talk.

As for me…

I needed to prepare to spy on my stepmother while she bathed.

Afterward, the banquet continued, with the Saintess and my stepmother engaging in various conversations. Once the banquet concluded, my stepmother and her entourage returned to their rooms.

“Okay. Duchess’s bath preparations are a go.”

“Bath preparations, a go!”

“Bath preparations, a go!”

At my command, the Dark Elves busied themselves with the task.

“Hehehe.”

It’s obvious, of course.

This castle was mine. And as an incubus, I possessed an intense sexual appetite. For someone like me, a bathhouse where women gathered to bathe was nothing short of heaven.

Thus, I had certain facilities installed to ensure I could observe such women while they bathed. This was also why I contemplated leading the Duchess into the bathhouse earlier to execute my plan of mixing my semen into the water.

The water pipes…

They were something I could control.

ㅡClink, clink, clink.

Anyway, I had prepared everything to spy on the bathhouse.

To put it simply, I had stripped and entered a hidden room adjacent to the bathhouse. Originally meant for water system maintenance, it was akin to a boiler room—but I had made some modifications.

Now, I just needed to sit here and watch my stepmother bathe.

“Come on, Mother, go wash up already.”

Filled with such naughty anticipation, I waited for my stepmother to enter the bathhouse.

How much time passed?

“Smaller than I expected.”

The bathhouse door opened, and my stepmother entered, wrapped in a white towel. For a moment, I wondered if the female knights would join as a bonus, but of course, they weren’t about to strip.

The lightly armored female knights followed behind her, likely to guard their mistress while she bathed.

Disappointing, but so be it.

ㅡRustle.

Anyway, standing in front of the tub, my stepmother removed her towel.

“…!”

I couldn’t help but be awestruck.

Her body was flawless.

Her voluptuous, full breasts rivaled even those of the Saintess, radiating pure maternal charm. But inverted nipples? That was almost unfair. Add to that her slim waist, the broad hips characteristic of an older woman, and her firm, toned buttocks.

Her pubic hair was neatly groomed and tidy, a deep black in color.

Her hair was crimson, yet her pubic hair was black—an intriguing contrast that fascinated me. The fact that it didn’t match her hair color only made it more appealing.

She exuded a mature charm that overwhelmed me, and, naturally, watching such a body left me with an uncontrollable erection.

ㅡSplash.

My stepmother soon sat down and used a bucket to pour water over her body, washing herself before entering the tub.

As I watched her, I began to—

ㅡClap, clap, clap.

Pleasure myself.

“That young man was quite handsome.”

I flinched.

As she stepped into the tub, my stepmother made that comment.

“Haha, it must be wonderful to have such a son, Duchess.”

“Indeed, it is. However… I can’t help but think it might have been better to take him as a husband. It feels like the right time for such things. Regardless, I’ve never met a man who impressed me as much as he does.”

“Too bad your marriage didn’t happen after all.”

My stepmother chatted with the female knights accompanying her.

“But he’s an untested individual. I think it’s better to avoid a hasty marriage.”

Another knight added.

Was that how they saw it?

“Untested, you say.”

I leaned in, listening closely to my stepmother’s thoughts.

“Indeed, his abilities haven’t been fully proven. However, isn’t he the Saintess’s closest confidant? He’s the one who elevated the fleeing Saintess to her current position, after all.”

So, they had gathered that much information.

“Simply tying down such a talent is a huge advantage. If the count falls, there will be no one else with the power to rival the Saintess.”

“…I see.”

Regardless, as I listened to their conversation, my eyes remained fixed on my stepmother’s breasts as I continued to pleasure myself.