My world to Free-use

**Chapter 231**

[Task complete]

[#1: Consume one liter of female nectar (Complete)]

[#2: Consume 500 ml of mana-infused female nectar]

[#3: Circulate the inherited energy throughout your system ten times (Complete)]

I opened my eyes and exhaled deeply. The energy coursing through my veins washed away some of the heaviness I had felt in my body.

Controlling this dark energy wasn’t difficult at all. I had experience with almost every type of energy, so figuring this one out came easily.

It didn’t interfere with my mana, which was a welcome plus.

It was stored in my navel, yet it still passed through my heart, leaving me a little worried that my heart might be affected. Mana simply let it course through without reacting in the slightest.

Again. Amazing.

I didn’t have aura, since my mana came from the system and served as both mana and aura for me.

My second bloodline wasn’t acting in any way at all, and I couldn’t feel any energy coming from it either, even though the system claimed it had already been awakened.

Well, there was still a lot of time. I had killed the king and bought myself some breathing room. The quest wasn’t complete because I wasn’t the king yet, and becoming one would be very difficult if the talk I was about to have didn’t end well.

The door to my giant room opened, and a very overbearing figure walked in, followed by a very overwhelming figure. Overwhelmingly curvy.

“My lady. You should have called for me.” I tried to stand, which wasn’t particularly difficult for me anymore, but Elara simply waved her hand and pushed me back down where I was.

“Sit down. It’s nothing,” Elara said in her usual commanding tone. “I see you have recovered greatly since yesterday.”

“Yes, my lady. My mother helped,” I replied.

“She did? How?” Elara asked.

“She allowed me to drink the juices of her vagina. It helps me,” I replied.

Elara looked at me with a straight gaze before she said, “Leave us.”

Valeria and the knights who had come with Elara left the room. I didn’t spot Fiona, which meant Elara had gotten rid of her. A pity. I had wanted to examine her to see what it was about her that the system would consider her part of its quest.

“Drinking that…” Elara began once we were alone. “Is it related to your special physique?”

“Yes, my lady.”

There was no need to hide anything. Elara already knew a great deal. Well, not everything, but she must have had a hunch about me possessing a special physique given the rather amazing ability I had displayed.

“I see. Is that ability why you were able to defeat George?” Elara asked, no apparent expression on her face. Just the usual sharpness, which hindered me from reading what was going through her mind.

“Defeat would hardly be the word I would use, my lady,” I replied.

“Against George, if you were able to last even a mini cycle, then it is an achievement enough to put you among the higher ranks of nobles. Next to my husband even.” Elara didn’t seem to think so from the way she replied, though.

I knew for certain I was stronger than Carlson—at least the version of him I knew. I couldn’t say as much about that dark power I had seen in him during his final moments. But even then, it wouldn’t have been such a humiliating experience as it had been with George.

I had mana control, experience, and a shit ton of potions at my disposal, yet I still lost to George.

Sure, he was a bad match for my bloodline, but it remained a shameful event of my life.

“It seems using that power beyond your capabilities put a toll on you. You should rest. We shall talk once you recover,” Elara said, getting up to leave.

“M-my lady!” I quickly called out.

“What?” she asked calmly.

“If I may be presumptuous enough to ask, could you help me recover faster? My mother is helpful, but her vagina nectar is not as strong as yours.” I carefully worded everything, even throwing a new term in for good measure.

Elara simply gazed at me sharply before she nodded and said, “Very well. It is not a tall favor.”

That easily…?

Elara didn’t give me time to be surprised about it. She raised her skirt and climbed onto the bed, settling over my face with her back toward me. Her soft, warm weight pressed down, the smooth curves of her thighs framing my head as she lowered herself until her pussy rested against my mouth.

“Is it any different if I sat facing the other way?” she asked, though I doubted she expected an answer. Her pretty pink lips were already against mine, and I sealed my mouth around them, sucking gently at first, then with growing hunger as the rich, dark-chocolate taste of her juices spread across my tongue.

It was bitter, yes, but not in the way of ordinary women. The flavor was deep and addictive, and the more I drank, the more I wanted. My tongue parted her folds, tracing the soft inner flesh, collecting every drop that gathered there.

“Hmm~”

Elara let out a soft breath that almost became a moan while she continued speaking as if nothing intimate were happening. “The king’s passing ceremony will last for three more months. After that, an heir will be chosen.”

I wasn’t particularly interested in that conversation, even if it related to my quest—not with this exquisite pussy pressed firmly against my face. The scent of her, the heat of her, the slow trickle of her nectar into my mouth made everything else fade.

What I was interested in was something else entirely.

“My lady…” I murmured, reluctantly pulling away just enough to speak.

“What?” Elara asked.

“I apologize for interrupting you, but may I remind you of the first time I helped with Her Majesty the Queen’s seal?” I asked.

“What of it?” Elara replied, her tone still devoid of any obvious emotion.

“Do you remember there was mana in the juices she let out?” I asked again.

“I do. What of it?” she repeated.

“It’s just that mana-infused juice was very good for me, and I was wondering if it would help me recover faster now. If I may be so presumptuous, could I ask—”

I never finished the sentence. Elara didn’t allow it. She pressed her pussy down harder against my mouth, and this time the taste that flooded my tongue was richer, thicker—bitter like pure dark chocolate, yet viscous, almost like diluted maple syrup.

Mana. There was mana in it.

A deeper hunger woke in me. I drank with open greed, sealing my lips tightly around her and drawing hard, tongue working between her folds as if I could pull the very essence from her body. My arms slid beneath her, hands gripping the firm, tight curves of her ass, holding her steady while I licked and sucked without restraint.

“Hmmm~”

“Hnn~~”

“Aahh~~”

Soft, sensual moans began to slip from Elara’s mouth. She remained seated, not riding me, not moving beyond the slight shifts of her hips as pleasure slowly overtook her composure. She didn’t need to move. My tongue fucked into her with deliberate skill, thrusting in and out while my lips stayed latched around her, sucking as though I meant to draw her soul out through her cunt.

The wet sounds of my mouth working her pussy filled the quiet room. Her juices coated my chin, my tongue, the inside of my throat. Each swallow sent a warm pulse through the dark energy resting in my navel.

“Hnngg~~!”

A sharper, fuller moan finally escaped her as she came. Thick, dark-chocolate nectar flooded my mouth in a sudden rush, pouring straight down my throat and into my stomach. The moment it met the corrupted energy in my core, a wave of heat scattered through my body, sharp and invigorating, as if I had downed a hundred energy drinks at once.

[Task complete]

[All stats +1]

[Bloodline awakening +0.1%]

[Error]

[Bloodline already awakened]

[Power would be diverted elsewhere]

[Computing the results]

[This may take some time]

Just as I had expected.

“Haa… Haa…”

I couldn’t think further. The heavily breathing GILF still sat atop me, her tight ass remaining firm within my grasp, her thighs trembling faintly against my cheeks.

“Are you… done…?”

Even while breathing hard, she did not stutter. That alone was enough to show how tightly she still held her control.

“Yes, my lady. I feel very good now,” I replied, then added with a touch of hesitation, “But…”

When I stayed silent a moment too long, Elara asked, still seated over me, “What?”

“I-I was just hoping I could visit my ladyship regularly to aid with my recovery. Could you please allow me that?” I asked.

“…”

Silence stretched for several heartbeats before Elara rose. She stepped down from the bed with steady, composed movements, as though she had not just climaxed moments earlier.

“I shall send a maid to fetch you,” she replied, and left.

Well, that made sense. It had been strange that she came herself in the first place.

Anyway, I wasn’t going to throw this chance away.

Using corruption on her was out of the question. Not only was she far too strong, but her willpower would make the attempt nearly useless.

There was no real need for it either. Our goals aligned. She would at least hear my suggestions with an open mind rather than flying into a fit of “How dare you?!”

But there was still time until then.

For now, it was going to be a very boring routine for some time.

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