Chapter 448: Lord Haruto, Please Assist My Cultivation
Under Celis's gaze, Haruto and Ravel's second cultivation session came to a successful conclusion.
Though their strength had nearly broken through two levels, the gap between their powers was considerable. Under the intense stimulation of the Life essence, Ravel's flat, pale abdomen inevitably swelled up.
As Haruto slowly withdrew, thick, milky-white liquid dripped from the maiden's secret garden, and the room's rich scent grew increasingly sweet and pungent.
The lingering aroma at the tip of her nose made Celis's already pink face flush even redder, the desire in her moist emerald eyes almost tangible.
Haruto glanced sideways at Celis, who seemed as if she could take him into her mouth with just a slight parting of her lips, and said impatiently, "Move aside. Don't block the way—you're hindering my continued cultivation."
Of course, he knew that with just a beckoning gesture, this lustful Heroine from the Vatican would half-heartedly agree.
But recalling Celis's earlier words, Haruto felt somewhat displeased.
He wasn't the same as before. Whether from the perspective of desire or improving his strength, Celis was merely average to him now.
If anything, it was only her Primordial yin energy and the faint memories associated with it that held some interest for him.
On the other hand, for Celis, Dual cultivation with him couldn't be considered a great advantage, but it was certainly no loss.
The eagerly watching Heroine's breath hitched, a mix of shame and annoyance coloring her beautiful face.
Ignoring Celis's indignant expression, Haruto waited for her to slowly shift her body aside before picking up the short-haired, busty Isabela, who hadn't fully recovered yet, and began another round of cultivation.
Under Celis's watchful eyes, Haruto grew increasingly vigorous. Isabela, who hadn't fully regained her strength, soon succumbed to the onslaught, pleading softly and pitifully.
"Ha... Haruto-sama... Gently... please go gently. I haven't fully digested the Life essence from before... Mmm..."
The dissipation of energy was a minor matter; the key issue was that after two climaxes, Isabela's body, having just experienced such sensations, had become extremely sensitive. Her soft, tender, and moistly heated narrow passage could no longer endure Haruto's violent exploration.
Under normal circumstances, Haruto might have shown a bit more tenderness, as there would always be more opportunities in the future.
But under Celis's gaze, he simply couldn't stop, nor did he want to.
He intended to let this justice-driven beautiful heroine see but not taste, as a way to properly "thank" her for the "good person card" she'd given him earlier.
Haruto wasn't deliberately stringing Celis along; if she took the initiative to speak up, he wouldn't hold onto such a trivial matter.
But after being treated like that, did she really expect him to make the first move...
Even though Celis was a golden-haired beauty wearing his favorite black pantyhose, with a pair of long, perfectly shaped legs...
Ahem, even so, it still wasn't quite enough.
Celis bit her lower lip, watching Haruto's constantly rising and falling athletic physique, the fire within her nearly burning away her rationality.
The secretions from her delicate garden had completely soaked through the smooth black pantyhose, darkening the shade from her full, straight thighs down to her rounded knees.
Over ten minutes later, just as Celis's legs were growing weak from watching, Isabela reached her limit once more, her delicate body trembling as she began to beg for mercy.
Haruto didn't manage to release this time, but since there was still plenty of life energy left undigested from before, the cultivation effect wasn't significantly reduced.
He was right in the midst of his excitement, and with Isabela unable to continue, Xuelan seamlessly took her place.
"Young master... whimper... little young master... you're inside again...Her cute bun had long since come loose, her smooth black hair cascading and swaying, accentuating her delicate frame.
After several rounds of cultivation, Xuelan, who had only recently lost her virginity, could no longer maintain her composure.
Not only had her reserved demeanor vanished, but she'd also completely forgotten about her duty to serve Haruto, instead wholeheartedly indulging in the supreme pleasure her young master brought her.
The bright sun outside the window began to set in the west, but Haruto's cultivation session with Ravel and the other two women continued, the room's pink atmosphere growing heavier.
The golden-haired heroine of justice, who had been standing by, had at some point collapsed weakly by the bedside, one pale, delicate hand slipping under her skirt, trembling incessantly.
Through a tear in her black pantyhose, Haruto immediately realized Celis was pleasuring herself.
He had to admit, she truly lived up to being the lustful heroine of justice—she'd produced so much fluid that the floor was damp...
Sighing inwardly, Haruto shifted his gaze away from Celis, planning to have Ravel change into black stockings before resuming cultivation.
Celis's long legs in black stockings were indeed tempting, but even if he wasn't going to partake, that didn't mean he couldn't find other ways to satisfy his desires.
"Red Dragon Emperor... Ha... Haruto-sama..."
After watching the live show for so long and pleasuring herself twice without alleviating her inner craving, Celis finally couldn't hold back and spoke up.
It wasn't that she was overly nymphomaniacal or lacked willpower; the main reason was the succubus aphrodisiac effect Haruto was unconsciously emitting.
Even so, if it were just this once, Celis was certain she could have endured it.
But thinking about having to live like this every day from now on, with nearly half her waking hours spent in such a state...
Celis felt there was no need to be so harsh on herself, nor did she believe she could endure it.
Since she would have to offer herself sooner or later, why continue tormenting herself?
Moreover, this could also enhance her strength, allowing her to better complete missions while gathering detailed information about Haruto's innate abilities.
Once she had reasoned it through, Celis had long been prepared—she was just too proud to admit it and hoped Haruto would take the initiative.
But she had overestimated her charm...
No, it would be more accurate to say she had underestimated Haruto's resistance.
Celis's charm was undeniable, and Haruto was indeed tempted.
But trying to use that to control him was pure wishful thinking.
Haruto disliked others referring to him as the Red Dragon Emperor—a fact only those close to him knew. Yet, perhaps women truly possessed unique intuition in such matters.
Without being taught, Celis instinctively changed how she addressed him, and the effect was remarkably effective.
To put it in one sentence: "Woman, you've caught my attention, Haruto."
"Hmm?"
Hearing Celis's soft, pleading call, Haruto glanced at her curiously and asked, "What is it?"
"Ha... Haruto-sama, I also wish to join in the training..." Celis stammered, her face flushed bright red as she spoke in a low voice.
"Sure, you may."
"Eh?"
Haruto's unexpectedly straightforward agreement left Celis momentarily stunned, giving her the bewildering sensation of having thrown a full-force punch into a cushion of cotton.
"What? Did you think I would keep giving you a hard time?"
"Ah, no, not at all..." Celis waved her hands repeatedly, hurriedly denying it.
Suppressing her inner frustration and confusion, she eagerly approached Haruto and proactively offered her soft, sweet pink lips.