58 Merida is Doing Something
“Have you heard the news?”
“What news?”
“The commoner who defeated a noble in a duel.”
“What House?”
“Virellis.”
“Eh… those alchemists are all weak. It’s a fact now.”
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The news of the duel spread through the academy like wildfire. Before long, even the teachers knew.
Headmaster’s Office..
It was a spacious room, lined with books and specimens of magical beasts on all sides. In the center stood a large desk made out of rare wood, paired with a massive chair of the same material, its surface layered in the leather of a magical beast.
The room itself held an eerie aura, all of its corners swallowed in darkness.
Aria stood before the old man, her expression tense and fearful.
She could feel the invisible gazes all around her-as if dangerous things were staring at her from all the corners.
“So… you thought letting a noble kid beat up a commoner would set an example for the rest of the commoners?” the old man asked, as he readed a file that was lying on his desk.
“N-No… Sir, i-it was just an in-house friendly duel,” Aria stammered, sweat forming on her brow.
“Then why was it happening in your House?” the old man asked, slowly lifting his head. One of his eye locked onto Aria
-and sent a shiver down her spine.
“I-1-1 was just helping Fredrick Woodmen get revenge, Sir. The commoner kid hit him first.
I wanted to set an example-” Aria began to speak involuntarily but quickly clamped a hand over her mouth.
“What’s the boy’s condition?” the old man asked.
“H-His internal organs are heavily damaged, and his mind is in shock.
“H-His internal organs are heavily damaged, and his mind is in shock.
1-1 used my best healing skill, but… he’s not waking up, Sir,” Aria replied, her voice shaking.
“Mind injuries are beyond a healer’s reach. His father has good ties with the Vermins— and they’re one of the ten 7-Star Noble Houses if you don’t know,” the old man said, standing and grabbing his cane that had a dragon’s face as it’s handle.
“I-I’m s-sorry, Sir. P-Please… help me,” Aria pleaded, bowing deeply, her sweat dripping onto the floor. Fear was clearly visible in her eyes.
“If only this had happened outside the Academy.
We must stop the rumor from spreading— immediately,” the old man said, walking to the small window and tapping his cane on the floor twice.
Tap-Tap
Swish
The old woman from the entrance ceremony appeared behind him and she was wearing the same black gown.
“Sir,” she said, bowing.
“How many days until the next monthly House Duels?” he asked.
“Seventeen, Sir.”
“One week…” the old man muttered.
Both Aria and the woman widened their eyes.
“If you want to stop a news from spreading – drop a bigger one in its place,” he said as he observed the students dueling with each other on the ground.
“As you say, Sir,” the woman replied, disappearing into the shadows once again.
“I don’t want to deal with the Noble Houses- not yet. But the day this news reaches the Woodmen household, you will be held accountable.
You must make it look like Fredrick is fine to his family. I don’t care if you use a shapeshifter or whatever it takes,” he said, pointing his cane at Aria.
“Y-Yes, Sir! I-I will take care of Woodmen Family.” she answered instantly.
“The commoner will remain non-attending. Now get out-and if you ever try something like this again… I swear, Aria-“
“I-1-1 would never… not even in my dreams, Sir!” Aria cried out, eyes shut in relief as she hurried out of the room.
Kingdom’s Market, Merida’s Butcher Shop…..
Ting.
The bell above the door rang as Leon stepped into the shop, his eyes immediately scanning the empty counter.
“Huh…? Where is she?” Leon muttered, his brows raised in confusion as he casually made his way toward the back of the shop.
But even in the back, there was no sign of her except there was something that attracted Leon’s attention…
A knife’w blade lying on the ground without it’s handle.
“Huh… That’s odd.” Leon spoke as he walked forward to pick up the blade but as soon as he bent down,
“Ahnn~ Yes…”
The soft yet desperate moan echoed from the storage room, sultry and raw. Leon froze for a moment, and then a slow,
wicked grin curved across his lips.
‘Hehehe… looks like someone is masturbating in the storage room, he thought, walking silently toward the door that was left slightly ajar.
He peeked through the crack.
Inside, Merida was sprawled back on a big hay bale, her thick thighs wide open, her pants and panties hanging around her right leg like she couldn’t strip fast enough. Her massive, round ass cheeks spilled over the edge, jiggling slightly every time she moved.
In her hands, she gripped tight, a wooden handle of her knife. She was thrusting it deep into her soaked pussy from the curved side, fast and hungry.
“Ahnn~ Yes! Fuck me more~” she cried out, her voice dripping with primal lust.
Leon’s pants twitched, his cock pressing hard against the fabric.
‘Now I understand why she spends so much time in the storage room! Leon smirked, his eyes locked on her pussy that was getting pumped with a wooden handle.
“Yes-yes-yes! Grab my neck and choke me! Pound me harder!” Merida’s moans grew louder, louder as she increased the speed of the wooden handle going in and out of her pussy.
Her hips jerked upward, impaling herself deeper with the thick handle, the wet slaps echoing faintly against the stone walls.
Leon licked his lips.
‘Oh, this is going to be fun he thought as he immediately stepped away from the storage room’s gate and cleared his throat.
“Ahem-Ahem… MERIDA, I AM HERE.” Leon shouted loudly.
“Oh shit… Merida immediately pulled the wooden handle out of her pussy and started wearing her pants.
“I-1 am coming… Stay There.” Merida shouted as she hurried.
“Are you in the storage room? Should I come there ? I can’t hear you clearly.” Leon replied.
“NO, STAY THERE… 1 AM COMING. Merida shouted once again as she wore her pants and started walking towards the exit gate.