15. Visitor on a Late Night (1)

The dead of night.

Chloe finished her brief late-night snack with Count Yulian and returned to her room.

“What a pathetic room. To think I have to sleep in a place worse than the stables of my mansion. Tch.”

She slammed her fan onto the bed with a touch of irritation.

There were plenty of other high-ranking missions she could have gone on, even if this backwater countryside wasn’t her cup of tea. But Count Yulian had to pick this place, so she had no choice but to follow.

“The food was awful too, so provincial. It’s completely beneath me!”

The Itern Duchy was one of the wealthiest in the Imperial Capital. For Chloe, the daughter of such a house, this kind of rural cuisine was simply unpalatable.

The Lord, Anton-gun, was just some insignificant knight. Even the mansion she was staying in was worse than a commoner’s house in the Imperial Capital.

So, something was definitely off.

Chloe briefly recalled the dinner Anton had prepared for them a few hours earlier.

Hard bread and watery soup. Gamey grilled meat and a few dried fruits were all there was to it. Not exactly surprising for a backwater like this.

But Count Yulian didn’t seem to mind.

‘To receive such hospitality just for doing what’s expected. What a feast. I’ll enjoy this. Lord Anton.’

It wasn’t just polite talk; Yulian actually ate every last bite. As if he found it delicious. It was the complete opposite of the man Chloe thought she knew.

‘Even in the lecture halls of Istia Hall, he had lavish meals set out. I heard he was a picky eater…’

Knowing this, she had put a lot of effort into the meals at the last banquet. But compared to that, the dinner Anton had provided tonight was terrible.

Yet Count Yulian ate every last bit of that food, which was, by Chloe’s standards, no better than dog food.

‘You ate very well. Food must be scarce so soon after winter. I appreciate the effort.’

And after that, he listened intently to Anton’s explanation of the territory’s situation. It was a serious attitude that would never have emerged if he had been upset by the meal.

‘It’s not just ordinary monsters, but magical beasts, so we can’t handle it with our territory’s strength alone. Many people have died because of it… The atmosphere in the territory is extremely grim.’

‘Don’t worry, Lord Anton. Now that two members of the Golden Wing Squad have arrived, we’ll take care of it for sure. We can’t go back empty-handed after getting a meal like this.’

‘Really?! As expected, Count Yulian-nim is the successor to the hero Wilhelm-nim, no, he’s already a hero! So reliable!’

Chloe just sat next to them, listening to their conversation with a dumbfounded expression.

She couldn’t understand the Count’s behavior at all. Last year, he acted like such a scoundrel. What was that act he put on in front of Anton just now?

‘Is he really imitating Wilhelm, the Margrave? Now, of all times?’

If you were to pick a living hero in this era, the great Margrave would undoubtedly be the first.

The sole ruler of Essenmund, where people were said to be extremely rough. A seasoned veteran who had expanded his territory even in the face of the most terrible Gate, the Permafrost.

At the same time, he was the great Grand Master who saved the Empire in the Great War 20 years ago. Lion Duke Wilhelm’s reputation was certainly no empty boast.

Moreover, he always maintained the lowest tax rates and high security in the Essenmund territory, so he was highly regarded as a Lord. He treated commoners without airs and always received genuine respect.

Anyway, compared to that Margrave, last year’s Yulian was the complete opposite: a son of a bitch.

‘So, the people in the central political world and the aristocratic council were relieved.’

Wilhelm, the hero of the age. His influence in the Empire had grown so much that he had become more than just a Margrave, he was a Lion Grand Duke.

Even if a large coalition of high-ranking nobles in the aristocratic council joined forces, they couldn’t check his reputation.

So, just before Count Yulian entered Pantheon last year, some high-ranking nobles and members of the Imperial Family frequently discussed plans to somehow curb the Margrave’s power.

Of course, it was a secret. But Chloe had learned about it through her father, Duke Itern’s movements.

However, after Count Yulian entered Pantheon, the situation changed completely.

The Margrave’s only heir was an unbelievably terrible scoundrel. That disgrace was known throughout the Imperial Capital.

‘So, all the high-ranking nobles were relieved.’

Wilhelm, the Lion Grand Duke’s reputation was so great. As such, the position that his heir would inherit was by no means easy, but a poisoned chalice that was extremely difficult to handle.

If the heir, Yulian, was like that, it was obvious that the Margrave’s territory would decline in the future.

‘But that story could change. If the Count wasn’t really a scoundrel.’

Throughout the journey here, the Count had talked to her about the duties and etiquette of a noble.

And in reality, he showed a generosity and courtesy to insignificant nobles like Anton-gun that was different from ordinary high-ranking nobles.

Clearly, that appearance had something in common with the Wilhelm, the Lion Grand Duke known to the world.

‘Could it be that last year’s scoundrel act was intentional?’

In fact, the scrutiny of the Essenmund territory had decreased a lot because of the Count’s scoundrel act.

Essenmund was always facing the Permafrost. And with the heir being such a scoundrel, the conclusion was that there was no need to forcibly check a place that would weaken on its own.

Coincidentally, the situation was different again this year. The appearance of magical beasts was increasing throughout the Empire’s territories. And there was the Imperial Palace’s summons, scheduled for this fall.

Due to that atmosphere, it had become difficult to create the same public opinion to check Wilhelm, the Lion Grand Duke, as last year.

At the moment when the public opinion to check him was extremely high, the Count’s exquisite scoundrel act had quelled that crisis.

‘If all of this was the Count’s plan, I have to change my assessment of the Count to the highest grade.’

After the start of the semester, Count Yulian had become a completely different person. Now that he had overcome the crisis of the Margrave’s territory, there was no need to continue acting like a scoundrel. That was if Chloe’s assumption was true.

Anyway, if the Count was really that meticulous and smart, she wanted him. If the opponent was Princess Lilia, she was confident that she could take him.

Of course, it could all be her imagination, so she needed time to verify it. And right now, there was something she had to prioritize. Revenge.

‘No matter what kind of person the Count is, I’ve been humiliated too much so far. I can’t stand it. Who do they think I am?’

So, Chloe was planning to return that humiliation, even if it was just a little.

A little while ago, during the late-night snack she had with the Count after dinner, Chloe had put a special sleeping pill she had made into the snack.

Of course, it wasn’t dangerous enough to affect their mission tomorrow. It was just a sleeping pill.

However. She had put in enough so that the Count wouldn’t wake up while Chloe was up to her tricks. Chloe had made it herself, so she was sure of its effects.

‘It’s time to move.’

It was just a trivial revenge. Chloe was planning to make it look like the Count had a wet dream tomorrow morning.

“Today, he was showing off all by himself, talking about nobles and heroes.”

But if it became known here that he was just a pathetic man who had wet dreams, he wouldn’t be able to lift his head in front of her throughout the mission tomorrow because of the embarrassment.

‘Tomorrow morning. I’ll raid the scene at the same time as the people in this mansion.’

If the Count was a normal person as Chloe expected, the embarrassment would be even greater. That would be enough to avenge today’s humiliation for now.

It was almost time for the drug to take effect. She hoped that the drug wouldn’t fail like last time.

Chloe carefully left her room and entered the Count’s room.

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It seems like it’s about time for Chloe to come.

About an hour ago, Chloe suddenly came to me and suggested a late-night snack. Even though I had embarrassed her so much today, she even gave me an excessively bright and friendly smile.

Sure enough, as soon as we shared the wine and snacks she brought, an alert popped up.

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[Passive has been activated.]

• Impervious to All Poisons

: You are immune to all poisons. Understands the effects of poisons, allowing you to identify poison-based status ailments.

• List of Status Ailments in Effect

: Alchemist’s Sleeping Pill (Delayed Effect. Can be detoxified immediately)

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A sleeping pill. Has she been humiliated by me so much that she’s planning to kill me in my sleep?

‘That’s not it. If she was aiming for assassination, it would be better to do it when we go to deal with the magical beasts tomorrow.’

And if that was her goal, a delayed-action poison would have been better than a sleeping pill. Anyway, it was clear that she had some ulterior motive.

So, I was pretending to be asleep, waiting for her to come. Finally, I heard the sound of the door opening carefully.

My eyes are closed, but I can tell it’s Chloe right away because of her unique scent. Chloe’s breathing got closer.

She’s probably checking to see if I’m asleep. After confirming, she immediately started to act. Chloe carefully lifted the blanket I was covered with.

Then she took off my pants and put her hand between my underwear.

‘Is this bitch crazy? What is she doing?’

Then, with her hand in my underwear, she gently stroked my sleeping tyrant. The tyrant was quietly asleep in its nest because it was night.

But the inexplicable handjob from Chloe woke it up and made it stand up straight. It’s not surprising since my thing has great erectile power.

As my dick got hard, Chloe grabbed the shaft with both hands and started shaking it vigorously.

I squinted for a moment and observed the scene.

She doesn’t seem to be hallucinating or under the influence of drugs. Rather, she had a very venomous expression. She was determined to make me cum.

After thinking calmly, I realized what Chloe was thinking.

‘This. She’s planning to make me have a wet dream.’

Strictly speaking, the cause of ejaculation isn’t a dream, so it’s not a wet dream. But if I cum like this and she sees the white discharge all over my underwear the next day, she’ll think it’s a wet dream.

Chloe was trying to humiliate me with that wet dream. She’d come into my room in the morning with some excuse and discover that I had a wet dream.

‘She must be pretty pissed off.’

Well, I did embarrass her with every action, so it’s understandable. But her revenge is just a handjob wet dream? That’s not like the scary villainess Chloe.

No, it might be more like Chloe. I was preaching about the proper noble image today. If it’s a way to hurt that aristocratic pride.

It was a good revenge method that didn’t require taking any risks. Even if I woke up in the middle of the night, she could make some excuse.

‘But she picked the wrong opponent.’

I have no intention of following her wishes. My dick with a stamina stat of 60 is amazing. With Chloe’s clumsy handjob, she won’t see my white discharge even if the whole night passes.

I leisurely watched her handjob show.

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‘This crazy wang! Why isn’t it coming out?’

Fortunately, the Count was asleep. Chloe hurried to act as planned. She started the handjob.

But the real problem was somewhere else. No matter how much she shook it with her hands, it didn’t seem like it was going to cum.

‘Damn it. If my hands don’t work, I’ll use something else.’

It was a pretty intense handjob. But the Count didn’t wake up. That means the sleeping pill is working well.

So, Chloe took off his underwear for a moment and used her mouth and even her breasts to stimulate the Count’s dick.

But it was no use.

‘It still doesn’t work. Why?’

Handjob, blowjob, fellatio. Even though she desperately used all sorts of methods, the Count’s dick didn’t budge. It can’t be because of the sleeping pill. If it was, it wouldn’t have gotten hard.

And there was a constant stream of pre-cum flowing from the tip of the Count’s glans. So, it must be possible to cum…

Chloe’s head became complicated. No, actually, she was getting dizzy.

It didn’t matter when she first started the handjob. But when she actively tasted the Count’s thing with her mouth, Chloe unknowingly became aroused.

“Huu… Hheu… Hii…”

Also, she felt strange when she saw the Count’s huge cock shaking between her breasts.

‘And… something’s wrong between my legs…’

Today, her private parts were rubbing against her clothes because she had been riding a horse on a rough road. So, her private parts were more sensitive than usual.

And more time passed.

“Heut… Hheueung… Heut…”

Chloe unknowingly spaced out for a moment. When she finally came to her senses, Chloe was in an unspeakable state.

Her one hand and mouth were stimulating the Count’s thing, and her other hand was constantly rubbing her clitoris.

‘I must be crazy. Why am I doing this?’

But her head went blank again because of her momentary stubbornness and an unknown desire.

‘Hheu… I can’t… give up like this… I have to make him cum somehow… and the Count’s… lovely cock in my…’

In the end, Chloe took off her underwear and climbed on top of the Count.