Prelude (10)

If there was one thing Shuriel overlooked, it was that the amount of Breast Milk flowing would decrease over time. It was hard to notice with just a few minutes of observation.

Because the stigmata carved above my womb was suppressing the flow of Breast Milk. Since it was carved for that purpose in the first place, it was performing its role admirably.

However, there were days when Breast Milk flowed even without touching my breasts. Bright yellow milk seeping through the fabric, defying the stigmata’s suppression even when I was still…

‘…If I get excited, it won’t do.’

Pleasure.

No matter the kind, no matter the method, if I feel pleasure, the power of the stigmata weakens.

– Jjeoreureu…

Breast Milk flowing excessively fast from my grotesquely pressed breasts. I felt a strange sense of powerlessness and sobbed inwardly.

The Mana absorbed from the surroundings was all draining into Breast Milk. It wasn’t enough to hinder my ability to use my powers, but the sensation of my head floating made it hard to resist pleasure.

At this rate, the bucket would be full in less than thirty minutes, let alone two hours.

‘…It’s getting dangerous.’

My pressed breasts weren’t getting blood flow, but thanks to reconstruction, the flesh wasn’t rotting.

However, the more I focused Mana on my breasts, the faster the Breast Milk came out.

– Deolkeong.

Just then, the wooden bucket shook violently.

“Euh, eup…”

A moan I inadvertently let out.

Realizing my mistake, I hurriedly clamped my hand over my mouth.

“Huh…?”

The woman carrying the wooden bucket tilted her head. I prayed inwardly, hoping not to get caught.

Being discovered as just a milk-producing livestock would also be an ideal scenario, but then I wouldn’t be able to enjoy it for long.

‘…Heu-heung. I should be the first to take some.’

Unlike my worries, the woman didn’t notice and kept walking.

‘Heu, aah…’

My body was heating up.

My perverted body was greatly excited by the fate of soon being decorated and becoming a milk-producing machine.

‘If I get caught, it’s over…’

The fact that I was constantly mating with Shuriel had already spread everywhere, but that was it. What happened inside the room was unknown to almost everyone except for a very few.

It was on a different level than being caught by a few maids, and it would be hard to fix.

“Kkeueung―!”

At that moment, my body floated down.

– Kung.

The bucket was placed on what I assumed was a shelf.

‘Ah, here it goes again――’

I shuddered from the not-so-small impact and climaxed. Rolling my eyes back and drooling Breast Milk, I desperately tried to calm my throbbing pussy.

‘Vaginal Fluid, mixing in…’

Of course, it doesn’t get dirty even if Vaginal Fluid or saliva mixes in. My body is perfect.

Breast Milk, saliva, Vaginal Fluid… things that come out of my body are Mana clumps that exceed the amount absorbed internally. The bodily fluids of a Transcender are like that. Things filled with Mana have the characteristic of being superiorly altered in every way, only making the taste better.

“――Oh, Tiel?”

And then I heard a strange voice.

The woman who put down the bucket was named Tiel. She paused at the voice calling her name.

“What’s that bucket?”

“This? It’s a gift that Young Master and Young Miss prepared.”

“A gift? Did they send a wine barrel or something?”

Drinking on the job should be forbidden. She muttered, looking at the plausible-looking oak bucket.

“Wine? This is something even greater than that.”

“Don’t drag it out.”

“Heu-heung… This is a bucket filled with Lecantese milk.”

Silence fell for a moment. And after a few seconds, a stammering voice was heard.

“T-That’s in there?”

“Yeah, yeah. I’m planning to put it in a suitable place so everyone can use it. Young Master said he’d severely punish anyone who monopolizes it.”

– Jjeoreureu…

Even as they were talking, Breast Milk was steadily flowing out, gradually raising the water level.

‘…Belly button.’

It’s getting dangerous. I made a small nasal sound at the lukewarm Breast Milk tickling my body.

“Have you tried it?”

“Huh? Not yet.”

“What’s that. Don’t just talk about it, let’s try it quickly.”

At those words, I took a breath of resignation.

They hurriedly ran off and came back with small cups. Then, they carefully turned the faucet on the side and filled the cups with bright yellow Breast Milk.

It was only two cups, but the water level noticeably dropped. It was quite a lot for two cups, but I could roughly guess why they took so much.

“I-Is it okay to take a little more?”

“Ahaha… You heard the rumor too, huh.”

“Of course! The kids who hooked up with Betty suddenly have great skin and faces!”

Judging by the word ‘hooked up,’ it seemed that the maids who were milking me had realized its efficacy and had been skimming off a few.

But I didn’t feel resentful or anything. I was very grateful that they had indulged in this strange and perverted hobby. I wouldn’t say anything even if they gained a little profit from this.

“Still, you don’t need to do that anymore, right?”

“Young Master said it’ll be automatically replenished.”

The maid who trailed off took a breath a beat late, then began to gulp down the Breast Milk poured into the glass.

– Gulp, gulp…

The sound of it flowing down her throat, the nasal sound of savoring the taste. The Breast Milk that came out of my breasts just now was going down the throats of innocent girls who knew nothing.

“Huei-. It’s delicious. As expected.”

“I wonder what kind of place Lecante is… I want to go, but it’s not easy to get in.”

“It’s too far from here, and the road is rough.”

The maids chatted cheerfully, smiling brightly. They evaluated the Breast Milk in real time, and talked about what kind of place Lecante was.

I, who was listening from the side, had to put in a lot of effort to hide my excitement.

My chest was getting hot, and I kept wanting to laugh. If I hadn’t had a gag in my mouth, a vile smile would have leaked out. I thought it was very vile to use innocent girls, but this rotten mind only reacted to abnormal things.

“Should we take a few more cups?”

“Yeah. Before that, let’s put up a poster. There might be someone who takes it all.”

They filled two more cups and left.

‘It’s a relief that they took a lot…’

And what remained was a terrible silence.

Since it was indoors, not even the sound of the wind could be heard. Occasionally, the wooden stairs creaked, but no one passed by here. I swallowed hard, watching the rising level of Breast Milk again.

* * *

“What’s that sound?”

“W-Well, they say it’s a gift that Young Master and Young Miss prepared…?”

Betty and Lena looked at the crowded hallway with troubled expressions.

“Suddenly?”

“I don’t know the details either…”

A mysterious wooden bucket installed in the servants’ quarters, in a hallway that wasn’t even used often.

At first, no one was curious about what it was, but when the news spread that the bucket contained ‘milk,’ its popularity increased to the point where even maids working in other quarters came to find it.

“Hey, aren’t you taking a little too much?”

“It’s just one cup. And don’t think I don’t know you’re skipping work to come here?”

“…Just move if you’re done filling it.”

Even a subtle war of nerves was breaking out.

Everyone knew that it was good for the skin as well as health, having the efficacy of a quasi-elixir.

“…They said it’s Lecantese milk.”

“Yeah. Young Master said so.”

“……”

But Betty and Lena, who knew what the identity of the milk was, couldn’t easily join the line.

Partly because the other maids were wary of them because they had been petty tyrants using milk as a hostage――

“…That’s Young Miss’s Breast Milk. Not some Lecantese milk.”

The fact that it was milk made in Lecante was a blatant lie they had made up.

In the first place, trade between Lushellini, the center of the East, and Lecante, located at the northwestern tip, couldn’t be done so easily. It had been slightly eased recently, but the rough road remained the same.

“…Wouldn’t it be okay?”

Since Young Miss is the owner of Lecante, isn’t Lecantese milk not a complete lie? Lena muttered, saying something that was obvious in a way.

“What’s okay?! Even if I played around a bit, I can’t just give milk to anyone.”

“…?”

Lena didn’t understand Betty’s words and tilted her head. Betty wanted to shout out of frustration, but she shut her mouth tightly when she saw Lena’s innocent face.

Soon, Betty, who had suppressed her excitement, slowly continued in a kind tone.

“…If you want to give milk to everyone, you need that much amount. You know that much, right?”

“U-Uh.”

“As you know, no matter how much we milk Young Miss’s breasts… we don’t get a lot. It comes out in boxes, but it’s ridiculously small compared to the amount supplied by the farm.”

But what the hell is that?

“How many hours has that been going on?”

“…At least an hour before we got back.”

“I think at least twenty people have passed by. Filling the cups to the brim.”

As a result of a separate investigation, the Breast Milk in the food storage was still there.

“…Where the hell did that come from?”

―Milk is automatically replenished, so please wait a moment if milk does not come out.

The contents of the poster. Betty looked at the wooden bucket, which was faintly visible in the crowd, with meaningful eyes.

‘Automatically replenished? Breast Milk? How?’

Betty pursed her lips. Whatever that is, it’s not a normal object.

“…What are you doing there?”

Just then, a familiar voice was heard. It was the voice of Lorian, a colleague who used to milk Young Miss’s breasts together.

“Lorian. Do you happen to know what that is?”

“A question right away as soon as we meet?”

“Don’t get annoyed.”

Lorian stared at Betty, who had hardened her face without even saying hello, with strange eyes. But she couldn’t just ignore the low voice.

“I don’t know either. I just know that I don’t have to worry about getting caught for stealing milk anymore.”

“That’s true, but…”

That’s when they couldn’t come up with a good answer.

“Young Miss seems amazing. To connect that far distance with space magic…”

They overheard the words of a maid who had taken milk.

“Space magic?”

“…Magic?”

Betty and Lorian muttered at the same time. Then they exchanged glances and nodded as if they understood.

A habit and bond that was created from doing all sorts of dirty things with Young Miss. It didn’t take long for them to understand each other’s intentions.

‘That’s not space magic.’

‘There’s nothing on that bucket.’

They communicate with just their eyes.

They had experienced space magic to some extent because they had crossed the portals installed in the fitting room so many times.

It was absurd to learn something from that alone, but they themselves felt that they had become able to instinctively distinguish what ‘magic’ was.

Because that’s what an Archmage’s magic is like. Because magic of an unforgettable level is like that. The difference between seeing and not seeing Yujin’s magic was like heaven and earth.

However, that unforgettable experience caused great confusion for them. And that confusion led to one question.

‘Young Miss’s Breast Milk keeps flowing out of a wooden bucket that has no magic or artifacts attached to it…?’

That.

What the hell is it?