Rise Of The Cosmic_Emperor Chapter 161
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Fidwud Family Home...
San Fidwud had just completed the walk of shame which could not be avoided when his shoulder was doused in blood and the number of cultivators he had taken to Hal's mansion had reduced drastically.
Why...
Why did things have to be so complicated?
Why could things not just go his way?
Why was he always suffering a loss?
When he walked through the front gate of his home and beheld the carnage and gore that covered the courtyard, his eyes went red.
So many of his men had died and as far as he could see, he could not see the bodies of anyone that could be the assailants or more accurately, that could be the Emissaries.
From what he could see, they did not distinguish between the fighters, servants or guards. Anyone with cultivation at the Cosmic Pearl realm was attacked.
Evian who had taken a pill to heal his wound went ahead of San and questioned those who had witnessed the massacre and also found out that the rest of them had only survived by banding together in a large group.
They gave him the letter that had been delivered by the emissaries, which despite knowing how much it would hurt San, Evian took him.
It was much better to get this over with.
"My lord" Evian said and thrust the letter in San's direction.
San glanced at the letter, took a deep breath and received it from Evian's hands.
He was about to open it when a messenger arrived at the Fidwud Family home. The messenger bowed deeply but when he spoke, there was a hint of snideness,
"Lord Fidwud, You have been summoned to a hearing"
"A hearing?" San asked and blinked.
The messenger nodded,
"In light of recent events and the loss of so much manpower with nothing to show for it, the other Plebeian family heads are disappointed and want a hearing to decide how to... proceed"
San's eyes narrowed,
"Haha... Haha... Haha... Hahahaha" He laughed loudly and discretely released the pressure of his cultivation base.
The messenger looked confused,
"What is fun..." He began to say when...
*Whoosh*
*Thud*
... San swung his hand and even without an armament, he beheaded the messenger. Granted the messenger was barely at the Early stage of the Cosmic Pearl realm.
San's eyes were bloodshot as he snarled,
"A hearing? Okay then, we'll see"
He turned away and walked into his home with Evian staring at his back and wondering how events would progress now and if Hal and the other Family heads had not just created a monster in San Fidwud.
...
Meanwhile...
Hal was at the indoor pool with Melinda, Marla and Amelia. The ladies had all taken off their clothes the moment they arrived.
After which they set about to taking off Hal's clothes as well, although it might have been more accurate to say they tore it up.
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They could not be blamed, of course, the clothes were damaged already. Soon Hal's perfect body was on display for them as he left them at the edge to sink into the pool.
At this point, the wounds he had were all healed, the ladies went in with him and soon got to cleaning every part of his body.
It was actually Marla and Amelia who cleaned his body, Melinda only cleaned his bloodied chest and laid her head on it.
"What do you think Swanson is here to talk about?" She asked.
"Beats me" Hal shrugged.
There could be many things Swanson was here for and they ranged from advising him to asking about his stand in the coming civil war.
Even though the latter one should have been obvious.
"Ohhh" Hal moaned and looked down to see that Amelia had taken his tool into her mouth underwater.
With her cultivation base, staying underwater was not that difficult but she was bound to not be able to stay that long due to the eventual gag reflex of her fellatio.
Melinda acted oblivious to what was going on as she said,
"It's a shame you need to meet him now. We could have celebrated this victory" She sighed in such a destitute way that Hal chuckled and pulled her face towards his for a kiss.
Soon he felt another tongue on his cock and since he was occupied with sucking off Melinda's face, he relied on Astral sense to see the full and beautiful picture of Marla kneeling beside Amelia and double-teaming his cock.
The attack continued until eventually, Hal knowing a full session was not for the moment as he had a visitor, stood up and grabbed Amelia.
The Horst lady wound her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist as Hal grabbed her buttocks and lowered her on his angry and ever-ready cock.
"Ohhh" Amelia moaned as it once again sunk into her pussy. Instinctively she clung tightly to it. So hard that Hal groaned and lifted her to slam her back down.
*Pah* *Pah* *Pah*
{Erogenous Touch} touch was on completely and every part of Hal's body was pleasure-inducing which was something Marla and Melinda soon noticed when they touched him.
Even then, Amelia got the most of it as Hal's hefty cock sawed back and forth in her pussy and lighting up her insides. That she found this enjoyable was an understatement.
*Smack* *Smack* *Smack*
"Oh yes, oh yessss" It did not take long for the Horst lady to scream out her content for the whole mansion to hear. A scream that Hal, being as shameless as he was, did not cancel out with an Array.
Amelia squeezed even tighter as she spasmed, moaned and groaned from orgasmic joy. So deep was her content that her hands became weak and Hal put her into the water in a seating position so her head was still above water.
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Marla practically jumped him and her session went on in full swing.
*Pah* *Pah* *Pah*
First Hal settled for the standing position but soon put her down at the edge of the pool. As soon as he did so, Marla assumed the on-all-fours position and Hal pounded into her hard from behind.
*Smack* *Smack* *Smack*
Was the sound his pelvis made as it smacked into her pliant ass continuously. He leaned forward and grabbed her boobs while he sucked at her neck.
"Ahhhhnnnn" Marla moaned in a loud voice.
Hal with hands still on her breasts pinched her nipples and that was all it took for the Dark haired lady to gyrate her hips and squirt juices at his abdomen as she came.
Hal groaned as well and released his voluminous seed into her ever craving pussy.
Once he laid her in the pool as well, he turned to Melinda who shook her head,
"Not right now. Pleasurable as it would be, you are in a hurry. I'd prefer it if you took your time." She said with a smile.
Hal chuckled as he waddled in the pool water on his back so that his semi-flaccid cock was on display,
"Are you sure?"
"Of course I am" Melinda said and at that time, Hal was beside her and his fingers were teasing her rock hard nipples. She was clearly aroused and Hal knew it wouldn't take him longer than a few seconds to get her to cave.
He lowered his head to her large and ample breast and licked it. His hands were below the two and he jiggled them smiling as the two mounds always returned to their perfect shape.
He pinched and pulled her nipple and even though her lower body was under-water, Hal could still differentiate the viscous liquid that was her juices.
As he pulled at her nipples, he nibbled at her ear and Melinda moaned, feeling herself getting ever closer to grabbing his cock and shoving it into her pussy herself.
It was then one of Hal's hands left her breast and traveled lower to her clit which he pointed and caused Melinda's leg to clamp up from Pleasure as she struggled to not begin to squirm.
"What a tease" She made to scoff but it was watered down by how breathless her voice was.
"Stating the obvious changes nothing, My dear" Hal smiled.
"By the way, Amelia wants me to fuck Emily" He added with a chuckle.
Melinda's eyes that had been closed opened up,
"Really?"
"Yes" Hal smiled and stopped teasing her to fully wash away the juices on his body.
Melinda nodded,
"That's interesting."
"What is?" Hal asked as he stood up and exited the pool to dry off his body.
Melinda grinned,
"You're stalling"
"What makes you say that?" Hal asked "I might just be taking it slow. Careful you might say"
Melinda tried to ignore the itch in her nether regions as she placed her elbow on the pool edge and supported her face on her fist,
"Careful about what?"
Hal sighed,
"There's something about Emily that I just can't put my finger on. It doesn't really worry me but it is also not something I can just overlook. She will be mine, of course, that is certain. When it will happen is what I'm still indecisive about" He said and smiled at Melinda.
He knew Emily was not from Salmon city even if he did not yet know why she was here. Sometimes he wondered if Melinda might know who she was but if she did, she would have told him.
And besides Melinda is from the Duchy that Salmon City falls under, while Emily could very well be from another Duchy entirely.
With a Duchy having the landmass of Four Continents on earth put together, it could be assumed that they knew nothing of each other.
Melinda nodded at his reasoning,
"Don't take too long though" she said with a grin.
Hal who had just put on another set of clothing from his inventory smiled with narrowed eyes,
"Is it just me or do you look more eager than me?"
Melinda shrugged and declined to comment but when Hal pulled open the door to leave the bath, she called out to him...
"Hurry up and come back to take care of this"
...obviously referring to her arousal.
...
Hal entered into the lounge and the look on Eugene's face was one of mild shock. As though he were looking at a different person having heard the loud moans Hal refused to quell.
Hal did not see what the big fuss was about, he had so many women around him, it should have been assumed that he was a philander.
Or maybe, Eugene was just surprised Hal did not have any courtesy for a visitor and if that was it, it did not show on his face past the mild shock.
Hal had no interest in discussing his sex life which he felt could end up being the topic if he did not seize the initiative,
"So, Eugene. What is it you wish to speak to me about?"
In reply, Eugene stretched forth an important-looking letter with a seal on it.
"What is this?" Hal asked.
Eugene sighed and when he spoke it was in a tone that marked the end of an era,
"Hal, I'm leaving"
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