Knight Commander's Color Domain Jianghu

The white fleece quilt looked fluffy and soft. Beneath it lay the girl with her beautiful eyes tightly closed, her long, golden eyelashes slightly upturned, occasionally fluttering with the tremor of her eyelids. Her delicate, golden, willow-leaf eyebrows, as if meticulously groomed, were now slightly furrowed, as if she were dreaming of some terrible scene. Gisk sat outside the cage, watching the sleeping Adeline, his brow also slightly furrowed.

What should I do with this woman?

Nine days ago, his argument with Adeline had made him somewhat out of control. He angrily grabbed her throat, watching her struggle, resist, until she collapsed helplessly. He clearly felt this vibrant life slowly slipping through his fingers, a feeling of unprecedented power washing over him. He had killed before, with swords and knives, but this time was different. In that instant, he seemed to grasp a deeper meaning of life, but that feeling was fleeting, replaced by a swelling sensation in his lower body—the first time he had felt pure lust for Adeline.

When Gisk first met Adeline Petty, he was captivated by her gentle smile. The Silver Moon Knights were predominantly female, and most seemed to idolize Knight Commander Karen. To outsiders, the female knights of the Silver Moon Knights often appeared somewhat aloof. Adeline was an exception; her demeanor and speech exuded a noble air that seemed out of place within the Knights' ranks—not the arrogant, affected kind, but a composed and reserved intellectual beauty.

Adeline was one of the few who would proactively greet members of the Blazing Flame Legion. Because Karen and Reistan's relationship had never been harmonious, there was a certain distance between the Silver Moon and Blazing Flame Legion members. Coupled with the difference in gender, this made Adeline's presence even more striking. Among the male members of the Blazing Flame Legion, Adeline was actually more popular than Karen, and she was the first woman Gisk didn't find hostile.

In his first few years with the Blazing Flame Legion, Gisk was busy climbing the ranks. Many members privately accused him of using his Nokat surname, but he paid no heed to their opinions. His feelings for Adeline faded to a fleeting glimpse. It wasn't until after he became a squad leader, during a chance encounter with Adeline, that she congratulated him. It was the first time someone had congratulated him without a hint of suspicion or sarcasm.

From then on, Adeline's image began to resurface in his mind, radiating a warm, holy white light whenever she appeared. This was the first time since his mother's death that he had found a semblance of peace within himself.

So when Adeline gave him that disdainful look, he lost control. The perfect image he had painstakingly built in his mind crumbled in an instant. When he recovered from his anger, Adeline's eyes had rolled back completely, and saliva slid down her limp tongue onto his hand. Her slightly disheveled appearance stripped away any halo of glamour, making him realize that the woman he had placed on this pedestal was merely a fabricated image created by his longing for his mother.

But in the end, he still let go, watching the unconscious Adeline fall to the ground. The swelling in his lower body subsided, because deep down he knew that even so, Adeline was still the only peace he could find in this world. Perhaps there was still a chance to save her; perhaps she had only lost control temporarily, just like him.

Afterwards, his subordinates brought him intelligence on several possible hiding places for Karen. He chose the orphanage as the most likely location. What followed was a long period of infiltration and waiting. He had originally hoped to use this incident to calm his chaotic emotions, but the tedious waiting only made him think of the troublesome matter. Then, his adjutant Nick's question pushed his frustration to its peak. He wanted to lash out, but the situation of being infiltrated did not allow it. In addition, the other members turned their attention to him after hearing Adeline's name, so he pretended to be calm and lied.

"I slept with her." "

If I catch Karen tonight, I'll let you all enjoy that slut."

Before he could regret his words, the target he was monitoring also made a move. What happened next was a mixture of surprise and joy. When he came face to face with Karen around the corner, the joy of victory surged into his heart, but the battle was as difficult as he had expected. He knew Karen's swordsmanship was superb, and with his strength, it was naturally like an egg hitting a rock. Fortunately, he was not alone.

Before leaving Barton, Reistan warned Karen that she might return alone. Knowing her character, she would never abandon her members. Therefore, the imprisoned Silvermoon members were subjected to varying degrees of torture and interrogation to weaken their ability to resist again, ensuring that even if Karen rescued them, they would only become a burden.

Just as Reistan had predicted, although Karen's counterattack was fierce, and Gisk was kicked to the ground after five sword strikes, the other Silvermoon members gradually began to falter. Even the vice-captain, Ling En, whose strength was comparable to Karen's, was struck in the shoulder by an arrow made of demon-slaying stone at the beginning. Although his chest ached from the kick, Gisk couldn't help but smile. He had anticipated all possible scenarios for this encirclement, and everything was proceeding according to his plan.

The battle didn't last long, but the scene was exceptionally brutal. Blood stained most of the courtyard, and dozens of knights lay sprawled on the ground, members of both the Blazing Flame Legion and the Silver Moon Legion. Most had already lost all signs of life. Karen was covered in blood, but it was impossible to tell if she was injured. Gisk roughly knew it was mostly the blood of his own men. Even so, he knew he had won.

"Put down your weapons now, or I'll kill all your men!"

Hearing the roar, Karen glanced around, then glared fiercely at Gisk. His threat wasn't empty; besides herself, only three of her teammates were still barely holding weapons. Most of the other members had weapons held to their necks.

"Don't worry about us, Lady Karen, you must go!" "...Ugh...Ugh..."

Ling En's words were barely out when he was kicked in the stomach, falling to his knees. A mouthful of bitter saliva mixed with bright red blood spurted out. At the same time, a sharp blade pierced his shoulder, the one untouched by the arrow. With a scream, Ling En trembled and raised his head, his eyes filled with anger and pain. His voice trembled as he said,

"Run..."

Another kick followed, striking his head and knocking him over. Blood splattered, creating a pink mist. Karen shouted angrily,

"Stop!"

"You know what to do. Throw your silver sword at me!"

Karen glared at Gisk, the blade in her hand trembling slightly with rage. How she longed to throw it with all her might, but she couldn't.

With a jingle, the Pale Queen was helplessly tossed at Gisk's feet. Gisk slowly picked up the rapier, forged entirely of silver, and began to examine it repeatedly, as if deliberately showing off his trophy. Even Kallen was unaware that Gisk was actually searching for something.

Why had Reistan specifically instructed that this weapon be obtained? To him, this silver rapier was clearly more important than Kallen. At the beginning of the Catherine incident, after learning that the Silver Moon Legion had gone to Catherine, Reistan still insisted on requesting the King to send the Blazing Flame Legion, secretly assigning them a special mission without the King's knowledge. Although Reistan was somewhat angry after the mission failed, the consequences weren't as bad as Gisk had anticipated; he was even unexpectedly promoted to vice-captain of the Blazing Flame Legion.

Then, at Reistan's suggestion, the entire explosion was conveniently framed for Karen. Even King Valoro, who had always coveted Karen's beauty, didn't defend her this time. Although Valoro looked somewhat reluctant at the time, in the exchange of glances between him and Reistan, Gist vaguely sensed that Commander Reistan was planning something bigger. Even Valoro, the ruler of a nation, was wary of something. But if this sword was so important, why did he then lead his troops to Omlando? Coupled with the frequent explosions across the continent and the secret conscription of the Kingdom of Barton, whatever Reistan's plans, he had to board this giant ship that could propel history forward.

"What do you want to do next? Take me to see King Valoro?"

Karen's voice pulled Reistan back to reality. For a moment, he seemed unable to discover the secret of the silver sword. He slightly raised his head, signaling his subordinates to take away the weapons of the other three as well, and slowly walked towards Karen.

"King Valoro?" "He might not want to see you, but there's something we'd like to see."

"What?"

"Lady Karen, your breasts."

"Breasts...? What did you say?"

"You heard? We lost dozens of brothers tonight. We must fulfill their dreams in life to appease their spirits in heaven."

Hearing this, the members of the Blazing Flame Clan couldn't help but smirk. Some licked their lips, sizing up the unarmed Karen. Karen stared wide-eyed in disbelief as Gisk raised a hand to grab her breasts.

"Slap!"

In a panic, Karen instinctively slapped Gisk's hand away. Gisk winced in pain and glared angrily at Karen.

"Don't forget your current situation."

"I've surrendered. Take me to see the king. How dare you make such a lewd request?"

"Hmph, do you think you'll still see the king?" "You committed treason, broke into the prison to kidnap prisoners, and cruelly murdered Warden Berlo. It's only right that I execute you on the spot!" "
Then kill me if you want, but if you try to touch a single hair on my head, I'll fight you to the death."

"But you're not just risking your life, don't forget that,"

Gisk said coldly. Karen suddenly remembered the captured members of the group around her.

"They escaped the prison, which is a capital offense. If you want to die, I'll execute them one by one in front of you. When they're all dead, I'll grant your wish."

"You…! Despicable!"

Karen trembled with rage, seemingly on the verge of exploding, but Gisk seemed confident, merely letting out a cold laugh.

"Now that you understand the situation, let's talk about our conditions. Perhaps I can ask the King if he wants to see you, the traitor."

"..."

"First, as I said, let the brothers see, Lady Karen's breasts."

Gisk finished speaking, placing his right hand on Karen's lower abdomen, causing her to tremble. At the same time, his index finger traced the smooth line of her clothing upwards, and just as it was about to touch her proud protrusion, several Silver Moon Clan members roared and struggled to their feet.

"Lady Karen, don't worry about us! Fight them... Ugh!"

Before they could finish speaking, the men who had just stood up were kicked back to the ground, and two of them had sword blades pierce their calves, letting out painful screams.

"Stop! Tell them to stop!" "

You should be making your men obey, not making things worse,"

Gisk sneered again, his fingers resuming their movement, slowly tracing the curves of her breasts up to the peak. He pressed forward slightly and flicked upward, causing a few alluring tremors to appear behind the obstructing fabric. Karen gritted her teeth, turning her gaze away in humiliation, her body stiffening, yet she could clearly feel the sway of one of her breasts, right in front of these despicable men, and in front of her own comrades.

"You... don't mind me, this is an order!"

"Hmph, your Lady Karen has given the order! You all heard it! Even so!" "

Gisker laughed and suddenly grabbed her proud breasts. Even through the fabric, he could feel their smooth texture and supple elasticity. Karen shuddered, her eyes snapping back as she glared at Gisker. The Silver Moon Clan members around her began to curse. Several tried to resist but were kicked to the ground again, their faces slashed by the hilts of their swords.

"You all heard me! Don't resist! That's an order!"

Karen shouted sharply, enduring the shame of having her breasts grabbed. This only made Gisker laugh even harder. Finally, he couldn't help but withdraw his right hand, clutching his stomach and laughing for a while. When he finally looked up, tears welled in his eyes.

"As expected of our respected Lady Karen, even with her breasts being grabbed, she can still give such righteous orders. Now let's see, are your breasts different from others'?" "Take off your top."

Karen closed her eyes tightly, then slowly opened them. Her trembling hands began to lift her clothes. Gisk swallowed hard, watching as a glimpse of milky-white skin began to emerge beneath the blood-stained fabric. Her firm abdomen slowly rose. The surrounding men whistled, while many more watched intently, watching their once-proud knight commander gradually expose her alluring body.
Some Silver Moon Legion members turned away, but someone noticed and forcibly turned their faces forward. They gazed at Karen's increasingly exposed, proud figure—her exquisite curves, her smooth waist and hips, the perfect lines outlining her slender waist. Those behind her could see her alluring dimples, seemingly just large enough to fit two thumbs. This coincidence stirred their imaginations, many already fantasizing about grasping her soft waist and thrusting their "weapons" into her mysterious flesh.

Where would tonight's end be? As Karen lifted her clothes, she repeatedly pondered how to escape her predicament. Was she simply to accept it? Although it concerned the lives of her fellow members, she absolutely did not want to be raped in front of everyone, not even in death! But how could her life be equal to the lives of her fellow members? As

her outer garment was lifted higher, the bottom edge of her shameful bra was revealed, followed by a sudden bulge. The pure black bra was gradually exposed, revealing its full shape. Where the bra could not cover, her fair and smooth skin was once again exposed. But to the men around her, this white, jade-like flesh seemed even more tempting and delicious, and one of them even jeered.

"Lord Gisk, have a taste! Aren't Lady Karen's breasts more fragrant than the others?"

"Hahahaha!"

The men's jeers elicited laughter, but Karen and the Silver Moon Clan members couldn't laugh, especially the female members who had already been brutally raped. Gisk laughed along, but his eyes were fixed on Karen's fully exposed, proud breasts. Although they were tightly wrapped in a pure black bra, it couldn't stop his burning gaze.

He had fantasized about this scene countless times, and Gisk had even imagined various ways to humiliate Karen, but now that it was actually happening, he found that the satisfaction of reality was far stronger than the fantasy. Even though he kept thinking about the next way to humiliate her, Gisk's genitals were already swollen and unbearable. Like the other members, he wanted to fuck her right now.

The moment the thought formed in his mind, Gisk's body instinctively took a step forward, reaching out to grab Karen's bra. Karen was startled by his sudden action. Gisk's face clearly lacked its previous composure, replaced by a primal desire. Karen instinctively stepped back, but she was too slow. As she retreated, she felt a tightness behind her as the bra straps snapped shut. At the same time, Gisk's fingers had already grabbed the front edge of the bra. With a pull and a tug, the bra snapped open with a loud crack. Karen gasped and tried to cover herself, but her snow-white breasts were already completely exposed. The men around gasped. Before they could even see the full extent of her snow-white breasts, Karen's hands tightly covered them. But the snow-white flesh that couldn't be completely covered by her hands still drew gasps from the crowd.
"So big!"

"Such white breasts!" "

Don't cover them!" "So soft!"

"Haha, what big, soft breasts!"

"Too bad I didn't get a good look at the nipples! I didn't even see the color before they were covered."

Hearing the shouts around her, Karen tightened her arms around herself, looking down to make sure she wasn't revealing too much. The men behind her were speechless; her perfect, smooth back was perfectly displayed before them, especially the shameful pose of her arms around her breasts, which ignited their lust. The next moment, Karen felt a darkness before her eyes. Even without looking up, she knew that Gisk had moved closer.

Karen tried to back away again, but because of her previous dodge, Gisk was already on guard. As he moved forward, he raised his hand to signal two of his teammates to approach from behind. Karen bumped into one of them as she retreated. In her haste, she tried to raise her hand to attack, but because her hands were covering her chest, she quickly lowered them. She also remembered that if she resisted, it would only cause her teammates more suffering. She hadn't expected that she couldn't escape this fate after all.

Hesitating, the shadowy figure closed in again, Gisk said.

"Pull her hands away!"

The two behind her heard the order and tried to pull her hands away, but this was a perfect opportunity to grope her, and they weren't about to be foolish enough to let it go. One of them grabbed Karen's wrist while his other hand naturally caressed her slender waist. Oh! He touched it! In the cold autumn wind, the knight commander's tender skin was warm and smooth, and with a little pressure, it would probably drip water. The man was secretly delighted. The other man grabbed Karen's right wrist and used his thumb to push hard against her breasts. It looked like he was pulling, but he was actually enjoying the friction and squeezing of the female knight commander's breasts with the back of his thumb. In addition, Karen had just stepped back and bumped into him, so he didn't dodge. He held his lower body tightly through their clothes, and his already erect penis fully felt the full and soft pressure of her buttocks in front of him, rubbing back and forth with Karen's slight resistance. He wondered if the female knight commander in front of him was aroused by his big penis.

As her arms were being pulled apart, the surrounding members couldn't help but rush forward. Some injured members, ignoring their pain, dragged themselves forward. Gisk even saw a gap in the opening and reached out to grab her defenseless, large white breasts. At that moment, someone rushed in from outside the orphanage. Seeing the almost naked Karen, he paused for a moment, but still approached Gisk and said,

"Vice Commander... King Valoo is here."

Gisk's outstretched hands suddenly stopped, and he turned his head.

"How did he know?"

"I don't know either, but the king's entourage is already at the street corner."

"Damn it..."

Gisk glanced at Karen, then darkly surveyed the soldiers around him. He had personally organized and commanded tonight's mission. Where had the information leaked? Moreover, this team was composed of people he had personally selected, all of whom he considered trustworthy subordinates. Had Valoo planted spies among them? But most of them had participated in Catherine's operation. If someone betrayed them, how much would the king know about the inside story of Catherine's operation? But it was too late now, Gisk said dejectedly.

"Let her go, put your clothes on."

He hadn't expected his prize to escape. Gisk suppressed his frustration and respectfully went out to greet King Valor. The grand royal guard filled the narrow, slums. What happened next was somewhat dazed. King Valor briefly praised the operation that night, then escorted Karen and the Silver Moon Gang's escapees back to the capital. After that, it was as if nothing had happened. He had expected a public announcement or interrogation, but nine days passed, and no news of Karen or the Silver Moon Gang emerged from the capital.

Gisk stood up. Adeline was still unconscious. Thinking about Karen, he became increasingly agitated. A week had passed with no news; Karen was likely already King Valo's private possession. It wasn't hard to imagine that woman being fucked by the king every day until she was gushing with lustful juices. He thought of her humiliated expression at the orphanage, those full, soft breasts—now a delicacy enjoyed exclusively by the king. What a pity…

Gisk left the secret cell, reluctantly preparing to continue his investigation of his subordinates. But as soon as he returned to the hall, the butler greeted him directly.

"Lord Gisk, you have an invitation."

"An invitation? Who sent it?"

"It's…your father, inviting you to a family dinner."

"Family…heh, I see. You may leave."

"Yes."

Opening the invitation, Gisk coldly read the words. After all these years, did that old man even remember he had a son? Since he had become independent from his family, his father, Duke, had never contacted him. Why would he now invite his rebellious son to some so-called family dinner? Gisk remembered that his last parting with his father was unpleasant; he had even been slapped for pushing that despicable woman. Perhaps in the past, Gisk would have thrown away the invitation, but now he was the vice-commander of the Blazing Knights, and he no longer craved his father's approval. He hoped his father understood this as well.

The dinner was scheduled for seven o'clock, and Gisk arrived at the Nocart mansion at a leisurely pace. Recalling the scene of him standing outside the door a while ago, Gisk even found it somewhat laughable. Entering the familiar mansion, some of the servants recognized him. The still-living old butler greeted him as "Young Master" and led him into the main hall.
"Brother, long time no see."

The speaker was Finn Nocart, his younger brother, three years his junior. He was only ten when their mother died. When their father married that woman, he thought his brother would stand against it, but he didn't. Young Gisk, in a fit of anger, beat him, and their relationship never improved. At seventeen, Gisk left Nocart's manor. The following years were difficult for him. One day, he and Finn bumped into each other outside, and a few words escalated into a fight. Finn, taking advantage of his superior numbers, publicly humiliated him, and their relationship was completely severed.

"I heard you've become... oh, the Knight Commander of our Blazing Flame Legion? Oh no, the Vice-Commander. Congratulations!"

Gisk coldly looked at the feignedly sarcastic face, feeling nothing in his heart.

"After all these years, you're still the same as before, a useless bum who only knows how to talk big." "

What? At least I'm a Marquis! You have no right to talk to me like that! You lowly commoner!" "

With a gentle provocation, Finn roared angrily, which Gisk found somewhat amusing.

'Isn't it? Are you cursing your father to die?'

'Father? Didn't you keep saying you were severing ties? Are you back now to try and steal my inheritance?!'

'Hmph…he invited me here, so I'm somewhat of a guest. Your attitude is far too rude.'
'You bastard…'"

"Enough!"

Duke interrupted Finn as he descended from the second floor. Beside him stood a stunningly beautiful, mature woman, her red hair styled in a high bun, wearing a sexy red dress with several bright ribbons subtly concealing her white flesh. The woman's graceful gait was alluring, but Gisk found it somewhat repulsive, though he didn't show it.

"You've arrived."

"Yes, I wonder what brings you here tonight?" "

Please sit down and enjoy the dinner."

Gisk didn't refuse. Servants then brought out a sumptuous feast, and the four sat at the large table, silently savoring the delicious food. Finn was visibly agitated, frequently glancing at his father, wondering why he had suddenly summoned Gisk. Duke and Gisk, on the other hand, simply enjoyed their dinner calmly. His stepmother, however, would occasionally glance at Gisk, seemingly plotting something.

"What brings you here tonight?" "If there's nothing else, I'll be going back. My adjutant has something to report to me tonight."

As dinner was nearing its end, Gisk broke the silence first.

"Haha, you really do look like a vice-commander now. I'm happy for you."

"Oh?"

Duke's words surprised Gisk. "

I heard you personally captured Karen a while ago. King Valor mentioned and praised you at the previous royal banquet. I certainly basked in his glory."

"Kalen? The Karen of the Silver Moon Knights?"

Finn couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, you didn't know?" "You really need to sort out your social circle. Stop hanging out with those lowlifes all the time. The seven noble families all know that… Anyway, Regana, you and Finn go upstairs first. Gisk and I have something to discuss."

Duke's tone clearly carried disappointment in his second son. Duke muttered a few words of dissatisfaction under his breath. Regana nodded elegantly upon hearing Duke's words, but her eyes couldn't hide her surprise. Before leaving, she glanced at Gisk, seemingly not understanding why this discarded pawn had suddenly become so important.

"It's just my duty. By the way, how is that woman Karen? Is the King satisfied with her body?"

Hearing Karen's name for the first time in several days, Gisk couldn't hide his curiosity and asked. Hearing his question, Duke's face clearly showed some doubt. He probably hadn't expected that he had guessed correctly. Karen had become Valo's private sex slave, receiving the King's brutal fucking day and night.

"Given your current status, you shouldn't know this, but you are, after all, my son, Nokat. The King has already reached an agreement with Karen."

"An agreement? With a prisoner?"

"We all know the Silvermoon Clan's case hasn't gone through a formal trial in the Royal Court; strictly speaking, they aren't prisoners."

"What does that mean? Does the King want to exonerate the Silvermoon Clan?" "

That's right. The agreement between the King and Karen is to reinvestigate the Catherine incident and clear the Silvermoon Clan's name."

"Ridiculous! For what? What could that woman possibly offer the King?"

"A wedding."

"A wedding? The King wants to marry Karen? What a joke! What is he thinking? Isn't treating her as a sex toy enough? Why go to such lengths?"

"Watch your words. King Valoo hasn't even laid a finger on her yet. To clear Karen's name, the beautiful Knight Commander was deeply moved and offered herself in return—isn't that a beautiful story?" "At the same time, the Silvermoon Legion will be legitimately incorporated into the regular army, becoming a more reliable force within the kingdom."

"Isn't that a bit too late? And what does 'more reliable force' even mean? Isn't the Blazing Legion enough?"
Duke looked at Gisk, his expression becoming noticeably serious.

"The Blazing Legion is reliable, but it's still an army led by an outsider. King Valo is not happy with Reistan's recent actions. The King has known about your mission in Katherland for a long time. Do you think King Valo is a pawn to be manipulated? He is, after all, the king of a nation. He has seen through Reistan's underhanded tactics. Whatever he's plotting, within the Blazing Legion, the King needs someone he can trust more."

"You mean..." "

That's right. Now that you are the vice-commander of the Blazing Knights, taking the position of Knight Commander is only a step away. But you are also a descendant of Nokat, and the King has placed even more trust in you. Otherwise, he wouldn't have made me tell you all this."

"Are you so sure I'm still a descendant of Nokat?" "

The conflict between us might stem from my past neglect of your feelings, but you should also try to see things from my perspective. Your mother's death was a huge blow to me too."

"So you quickly married that woman? Your mother's caregiver? Or were you already having an affair before your mother died?" "

You... I've explained this to you before, but you didn't want to believe it or understand it. But you're a smart person, and I hope our situation won't affect your decision. This isn't a small matter."

Gisk stood up, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and appeared ready to leave.

“You’re right. I’m a smart man. Since the King knows everything, I don’t want to commit any treasonous acts. Everything I’ve done is out of loyalty to the Kingdom of Barton. If Your Majesty needs me, you can summon me directly, but I hope it will be in my name, Gisk, not Nocart. Please convey this to the King, Marquis Nocart.”

Regarding his mother’s question, his father gave an answer that did not satisfy him. There was no apology, no repentance, only the same excuses and rhetoric. Although Gisk did not show it, a surge of anger was burning in his chest. After saying these words, he left the mansion without looking at Duke again.

His mother contracted hemotonia when Gisk was eleven years old. At that time, he and his brother only knew that their mother was sick and had been bedridden ever since, but they did not understand what hemotonia meant. Later, Regana appeared at the Nocart mansion as their mother’s caregiver. Regana’s initial impression on him was that of a beautiful older sister, and the two brothers had a relatively harmonious relationship with Regana, who even became the object of their secret affections.

His mother clung to life for two years under the torment of illness. After her death, Rejana continued to visit the mansion to care for the two of them. During that time, this gentle older sister provided him with great comfort, almost becoming his only source of emotional support, until an unexpected discovery a month later.

One afternoon, young Gisk was passing by his father's study when he overheard some rustling sounds coming from inside. At first, he thought his father was crying alone, but he soon realized that there was more than one person in the room. Curious, he gently turned the door and peeked through the crack. What he saw inside cast a shadow that haunted him for a long time afterward.

In her father's study, young Ruijiana was almost naked, her long, beautiful legs, encased in stockings, wrapped around her father's waist. Duke, old enough to be her father, was taut, his body taut, sweat pouring down his face as he thrust his hips vigorously, making the beautiful girl on the desk tremble and moan. The deliberately suppressed cries of pleasure only excited Duke more. Watching her two full, white breasts sway back and forth beneath him, he lifted his hands from the table and grasped her slender waist. With a powerful thrust of his hips and a pull of his arms, he lifted the already aroused Ruijiana.

"Oh...it's killing me...Lord Duke...you...are so amazing...um...oh...I can't hold back..." "

If you can't hold back, then scream. Oh, your pussy is so tight."

"Your cock...oh...is so big...so full...my pussy...is completely filled...oh...so satisfying."
Gisk, standing outside the door, stared wide-eyed. His long-time crush, Ruijiana, was now wrapped in an unbelievable, wanton embrace around his father's neck. Her heavy, snow-white breasts bounced up and down with his thrusts. At their groin, his thick, dark penis was repeatedly penetrating her wetness. Overflowing fluids splattered onto the floor with each slapping sound. Ruijiana actively extended her tongue, her dazed eyes craving his advances. Her father took her wanton mouth into his, and the two began to frantically suckle, their tongues intertwining and swirling, their saliva mingling before returning to their mouths. The slurping kisses, combined with the rapid, frenzied slapping of their bodies, filled the study with an atmosphere of debauchery.

Gisk shook his head, pulling himself out of his brief reverie. Why was he still thinking about that woman? Not long after, Duke married Regana. After their marriage, Regana began to redecorate the mansion's decorations and layout. What he found most unbearable was her discarding of his mother's belongings. His relationship with Regana deteriorated until he was completely ostracized, and he moved out of the home he loathed.

Rather than dwelling on those unpleasant memories, he should focus on King Valor's affairs. Valor seemed to have completely lost trust in Reistan. What was that Knight Commander up to? If all he was doing wasn't for the king, then what was his purpose? Lost in thought, Gisk returned to his mansion. As soon as he entered, the butler approached him again.

"Your adjutant, Lord Nick, is here."

"Hmm, I called him to report some things. Where is he?"

Since the orphanage incident that night, Gisk had ordered Nick to thoroughly investigate everyone in his team. It seemed there were results. He wanted to know which bastard dared to betray him.

"He's waiting for you in your private room."

"! You left him there alone?" "

Uh... because he's been there before, I didn't think much of it."

"That's none of your business..."

With that, Gisk strode towards the private room. That bastard Nick shouldn't be so bold as to touch Adeline while he wasn't there, but the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, quickening his pace. When he reached the door, he hesitated. What if he really did touch Adeline? Fortunately, there was no sound coming from inside the private room.

With a hint of unease, he pushed open the door and entered the room. He met Nick's gaze; Nick stood there, looking at him somewhat awkwardly. Gisk hesitated for a moment, a strange feeling he couldn't quite express. After a instant, he realized that Nick was only clothed from the waist up, his genitals completely exposed, his limp penis hanging limply between his legs, some mixed fluid not yet fully dried. Behind him on the large bed, naked Adeline curled up, sobbing softly. Between her perfectly shaped, peach-like buttocks, a large amount of thick semen, mixed with a faint trace of blood, was constantly overflowing from her vagina.

[The End]

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