The World I Reincarnated Into Was Lenient About Concubines - Chapter 50
Chloe and **** Unearth Allen's Past
The next morning, I woke up to find Fiore and Neon providing a double morning-blowjob, just like the day before. They meticulously licked away the crust of defloration blood, vaginal fluids, and my own semen that had dried onto my member, cleaning it with utmost care.
"Good morning, Lord Allen. Did you thoroughly enjoy Neon's virginity hospitality last night?"
"Yeah, it was a wonderful night. Thank you, Fiore."
"Lord Allen, thank you so very much for granting me such a dream-like night."
"Once we return to our home country, I’ll shower you with affection all over again. But until our departure, I want to pour my seed into Fiore, so you'll have to hold back for a bit, okay?"
"Of course. Please, lavish your favorite mistress with all your love, Your Highness."
"Yeah, thank you. Fiore, did you rest well last night?"
"Yes, thanks to you. I was comforting myself while imagining the sight of Neon offering her virginity to you, and before I knew it, I fell fast asleep."
Fiore smiled sheepishly. Her wiring is honestly a little bit skewed... but hey, it's incredibly hot, so I'm not complaining.
"Now then, before breakfast, please discharge your seed inside me."
Neon stepped back a pace, and Fiore slid her breasts together, trapping my member between them. Without a second's delay, she began a vigorous tit-job.
"Nnh... chu... haah... Lord Allen's member is so dominant..."
Sinking deeper and deeper, my member was swallowed whole by her cleavage. A pair of breasts on par with Sasha's is honestly a total cheat code... I completely surrendered myself to the raw pleasure.
"Ah... Lord Allen's cock is magnificent. It makes me so happy to feel it hardening between my breasts... Please use them however you like and dispose of your seed here."
Fiore stared infatuatedly down at my member buried in her flesh. Responding to her gaze, I began to pump my hips while thoroughly kneading her breasts.
"Incredible... I can feel your member raging inside my chest."
My tip peeked out from her cleavage before being swallowed right back down. The sight was deeply erotic. Before my reincarnation, I had only ever seen tit-jobs in videos. The feeling of having a woman's most cherished asset treated as a surrogate sexual organ for my pleasure was absolutely intoxicating. To whatever god out there who made this happen—and I'll say it a thousand times—thank you for reincarnating me. Ah, but wait, this world doesn't have an organized religion, so it's probably not a traditional 'god' figure.
"Lord Allen, does my breast service feel good?"
"Yeah, incredibly good. Your breasts are the absolute best, Fiore."
"I am overjoyed!❤️ As a reward, please splash your seed all over my chest!❤️"
Saying this, Fiore squeezed her breasts together even tighter around my shaft.
"Ah, it's coming."
Unable to withstand the mounting pleasure, I ejaculated. A massive volume of semen sprayed across her chest. Relishing the sensation of her skin being soiled by my fluids, Fiore actively slid her breasts up and down, rubbing the semen deep into her skin.
"Ah... I wish I could spend the entire day basking in this scent..."
Yeah, you definitely shouldn't do that.
Fiore looked half-seriously disappointed, but Neon stepped in to meticulously lick away the excess semen before wiping me completely clean with a warm cloth.
Once breakfast was over, it was time to prepare for our departure. My schedule for today consisted of a public appearance under the guise of an inspection of the city. Since Fiore would be marrying into my household and leaving the country, the administration wanted to show my face to the citizens of the Claria Principality as much as possible beforehand. Having no reason to refuse, I gladly agreed.
Normally, newspapers are distributed in the evening, but apparently, they had already issued an extra edition featuring yesterday's interview and my portrait. Not long ago, I was just the throwaway heir of a minor Earl's household, so having my face known across an entire nation felt a bit embarrassing.
"Lord Allen, I am ready."
Fiore stepped into my room. Today, she was dressed in an elegant, refined gown. It maximized her charm by striking a perfect balance between beauty and cuteness. Well, technically, what it maximized most was her cleavage. No matter what she wears, she looks absurdly erotic.
"You look absolutely beautiful, Fiore."
I offered her a genuine compliment. She smiled happily, her cheeks flushing with a hint of bashfulness. My future wife is way too cute... I felt an immediate urge to pin her to the bed, but I held myself back and gave her a deep kiss instead.
"Nnh...❤️ Thank you for the wonderful kiss. Shall we head out?"
Fiore linked her arm securely through mine. I could feel the soft weight of her breasts pressing against me, alongside her gentle body heat. Man, I'm so happy... Filled with bliss, the two of us boarded the carriage.
A massive crowd had gathered in the central square of the Claria Principality. People were swarming around the newspaper boys distributing the extra editions, loudly discussing the contents of the article.
"Extra! Extra! Read all about it! Princess Fiore has announced her betrothal to the Imperial Brother-in-Law of the Novardard Empire, Lord Allen Lambert!"
Whoa, hold on a minute.
I couldn't help but mentally object. Granted, there's a very high chance I'll become the Crown Prince's brother-in-law, but that's a matter for the future... I mean, I understand the motivation behind wanting a title grand enough to match Fiore's status, but isn't this stretching things a bit too far?
We watched the scene unfold from inside the carriage. By the way, because the nations of this world possess virtually no military power, the professions of knights or soldiers don't exist. My security detail consisted of nothing more than a few local patrol officers scattered around the perimeter. I wonder if showing my face will cause a panic... I could see the people in the square stealing curious glances at our carriage, which had come to an unnatural halt.
"Lord Allen, please show them your face. Everyone is eagerly awaiting you."
Fiore whispered into my ear. I nodded, leaned out of the carriage window, and waved to the gathered citizens. Fiore showed herself right beside me. Instantly, the square erupted into a deafening roar of cheers. Realizing that this massive wave of goodwill was directed entirely at us, I felt a lump form in my throat from pure emotion. Once we verified that the crowd was entirely peaceful, we stepped down from the carriage.
"Everyone, thank you so much for gathering here today. I, Fiore von Claria, am deeply honored to formally announce my betrothal to Lord Allen of the Novardard Empire."
As Fiore offered her greeting with a radiant smile, the crowd erupted into a thunderous round of applause and blessings. Seriously, this world is incredibly peaceful and warm. You have to actively hunt to find even a shred of malice.
"Thank you all for your blessings. I am Allen Lambert. I am overjoyed by my betrothal to Princess Fiore. Moving forward, I intend to dedicate myself to the mutual prosperity of our nations, so please look kindly upon me."
I surveyed the square as I gave my greeting. It was an absolute sea of smiling faces. Some people were even weeping tears of pure joy.
"Now, Lord Allen, let us move on to the next location. We have about ten more spots scheduled on our route."
Prompted by Fiore, we boarded the carriage once more. The citizens in the square waved frantically as we departed, and I made sure to wave back. The carriage slowly rolled forward. I usually spend my time thinking about nothing but erotic things, but man, I am truly glad I got reincarnated into this world.
A young man holding the extra edition of the newspaper walked up to a nearby stall owner and struck up a casual conversation.
"Hey there, old man. Do you happen to know what this extra edition means when it lists his favorite food as 'Sashimi'?"
"Ah, that? I have no clue what kind of dish it is, but I imagine it's some sort of high-class delicacy that only the high nobility of the Novardard Empire get to feast upon."
"Yeah, that makes sense. Thanks, old man."
"By the way, how is the iron procurement going?"
"Whoa, how did you know I was associated with that merchant group?"
"Well, because the regular clerk over at that shop was bowing and scraping to you and the lady over there just a moment ago."
"...You're a sharp observer. Yeah, it's going quite smoothly."
"Good to hear. If I had any scrap metal laying around, I’d gladly pitch in, but unfortunately, I don't have anything of the sort."
"The thought alone means a lot, old man. Thanks a bunch."
Smiling warmly, the young man walked away from the stall and turned to the woman accompanying him.
"Yikes, that was a close one. The people in the market are incredibly observant. We can't afford to be careless."
"Indeed. Though, for a plan as riddled with holes as yours, things are moving along quite smoothly."
"That's harsh. But thanks to you joining me, our strategy has become incredibly concrete over the past two weeks alone. It looks like we'll be able to pull it off before the year ends."
"Yes... However, this gentleman was remarkably careless as well. The word 'Sashimi' doesn't exist anywhere in this world."
The two of them re-read the extra edition. The reporter who had conducted the interview clearly hadn't understood the vocabulary either, but just like the stall owner, he had assumed it was merely a foreign culinary term native to the Novardard Empire and published it verbatim.
"Are we certain this 'Lord Allen' is the 'He' we've been searching for?"
"We don't have definitive proof... but the probability is exceptionally high. He is the exact same age as you, and at the very least, he is undoubtedly a reincarnated individual... Frankly, considering how his widely renowned brilliance matches perfectly with someone utilizing knowledge from a past life, it makes perfect sense. Do you intend to attempt contact?"
"Hmm, I wonder if it would be better to wait until after the Dragon King Project succeeds... The timing is tricky, isn't it? Especially since we still don't have a single lead on 'Her' yet."
"Yes. According to my projections, the total number of individuals reincarnated into this world is four: 'He' and 'She', alongside the two of us."
"Well, I'm just glad to find out that 'He' belongs to the Novardard Empire, just like you. It won't interfere with our plans. Still, what a shame about Princess Fiore. If I had known she possessed a chest that massive, I never would have faked my death. Now that she's set to become 'His' wife, I can't exactly steal her away."
"Oh? So Your Highness truly does prefer women with large breasts after all?"
"As a man, it's only natural, right...? But of course, I hold you very dearly as well."
"My, you failed to find me for sixteen whole years, yet you still claim to have affection left for me?"
"Hey, cut me some slack. I completely overlooked the fact that people born early in the calendar year are grouped into the school grade below..."
"Well, I didn't realize it myself until I saw that coded message in the newspaper advertisement, so we're even. If I hadn't noticed it, I might very well have ended up as a sex slave to the Crown Prince by now."
"To be honest, I might have liked to see you as another man's sex slave."
"My, your sadistic streak hasn't changed a bit, has it?"
The two looked at each other and shared a knowing smile.
"Let's get moving, Chloe... Though, I have to admit, I'm still not used to using these names in this world."
"Indeed, Your Highness. Or rather, should I address you as the Archduke of Kanona from now on?"
Having unearthed and spoken of Allen's past, the two figures melted back into the bustling crowds of the city, vanishing completely into the shadows.
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