Chapter 41

~ Unveiling One of the Mysteries ~

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Kail had never been so comfy lately. It was as if he had slept on a bed of clouds. Opening his eyes, the very first that came into view was a weird hole, sandwiched between round disks. He rubbed his eyes, thinking that he might be imagining things, but he was indeed face to face with a hole.

The hole was pinkish deep inside and seemed to be pulsating. Outside of the hole, Kail could see a small, protruding nub, seemingly attached to it. It was slowly getting bigger. The weirdest of it all was that the hole produced thick, whitish liquid nonstop.

…it smelt nice.

A quiet giggle broke Kail from his trance, “Like what you see?”

Hathor’s face appeared behind one of the round disk. Her face was beet red and slightly covered in white liquid, tongue lolling a little.

Realization smacked Kail in the face. He was not just staring at an ordinary hole. The disks surrounded it were actually butt cheeks and that meant one thing.

The hole was Hathor’s very own pussy.

“What on earth are you doing so early in the morning?” if Kail didn’t have his amazing perk, he’d scream like crazy and had a nosebleed by now. To be honest, her pussy intrigued him a little. It was… incredibly beautiful and erotic.

“Servicing you,” and she was back to sucking his manhood.

Kail touched the little bud experimentally, arching his brow at Hathor’s helpless moan. The hole suddenly became wetter, somehow…

Kail pinched it and was amazed to hear Hathor’s cry of delight. Watching the bud swelled under his ministrations, it became clear to Kail what the tiny bud actually was. He nodded in understanding. So this was what a clitoris actually looked like. It was clearly different from what he had seen on Biology textbooks, where everything was shown sideway.

How interesting…

Although Hathor’s sitting position showed him much of her inner wall, Kail gently parted the folds to grasp the picture better. It was clearly pulsating with warmth, but where did the liquid came from? It kept coming out so endlessly. How mysterious.

“W-W-Wait…!” Hathor stammered. She was struggling to maintain her balance when Kail sat, his hands taking hold of her smooth back. In the end, her body slid down to the bed, face half-buried in the plush furniture while her below was held so close to Kail’s torso.

Kail was quite oblivious to the fact that the new position aroused her even more and she didn’t dare to meet his eyes, but kept moaning as Kail experimented with her pussy. What annoyed her most was that he didn’t let her soar too high for a climax and left her just like that, as if he was bored toying with her sacred area.

“…what am I to do now?” Kail asked, “I mean… I have the slightest clue to my duty as a king due to memory loss. What are my routines? Do I have to go to social parties? Do I have a special advisor who I can consult to?”

Hathor laughed at the questions. She waved her hand in a ‘no’ gesture as she spoke, “Advisor? You are your own advisor! Didn’t I tell you about it the night before? Our system is autocracy, in which you are the sole ruler of the country. You hold a complete control of everything.”

In my world, that kind of system would be quickly abolished…

“What about you?” he asked while fixing his pants that Hathor had messed a while ago.

Hathor flashed a sneer at him and let out an annoying laugh, “I am your trophy. Even though I am technically your queen, I hold little power. Oh, but don’t underestimate me. Everyone loves me to the point that they would die for me. They have fallen prey to my beauty. Ah, it’s so hard to be so beautiful.”

What a haughty woman… Kail muttered inwardly.

The succubus flew towards him and embraced him tightly, “Don’t get jealous. I love you. I really do, but I belong to no one. Do you understand?”

Kail held the urge to slap her. She annoyed him to no end, “…you are just messing around, that’s what you are trying to say?”

“Oh, how cruel!” Hathor feigned hurt, “I love you, but why are you doubting my love to you? This is so cruel…! Oh, so cruel… I am such an ill-fated, gentle succubus…”

Really, she annoyed him.

“Hathor,” Kail called, suddenly remembering something important. “About yesterday… I need more capable people to fortify the defense.”

“Ah, that. It’s underway, sweetheart,” that pet name was spoken rather… coldly for some reason. “I’ve stationed more men near the entrance. Are two hundred warriors enough, one hundred mages and archers enough? Ah, we also have numerous traps in this place, but as far as I remember they are malfunctioning and can’t be used.”

“Oh, a good news indeed,” Kail sneered, but inside he was anxious and afraid. He’d end up dead in the hands of players if the traps weren’t fixed! As they had always said, surprise attacks were a sure ticket to victory.

Hathor stopped hugging him and landed to her feet, “…don’t ask me why. I barely have memories of them existed.”

Noticing his confusion, Hathor sat on a stool and explained, “Let me be honest with you. I can’t remember what we were before we married. How we met, how we built relationship—the memories aren’t stored. No matter how hard I try to remember, nothing comes up. Creepy, isn’t it?”

She crossed her arms under her large chest and frowned, “I, too, don’t quite get it why we were married. I mean, I don’t even know you and all of a sudden we are together as a husband and a wife? What’s more, I have no recollection of ever holding a marriage party, but the weirdest thing is that I know that you are my husband.”

“…since when did you realize this?”

“Hmm, a week ago, maybe?”

Kail’s eyes widened a little. A week ago? It was around his first time playing GeaOnline, wasn’t it? And at that time, he saw something that couldn’t be seen by other players, which was NPCs acting like humans.

Everyone had different expression on their face and they responded to him, especially Agriella, his Summon Beast. She was upset when he threw a potion at her, she got hungry as well, and she even explained basic things about attribute potential and such to him. At first, Kail didn’t think of it much, thinking that it was a clever bug.

But now he realized that it wasn’t just a bug.

…he logging on the first time was the trigger of everything. No one could talk to NPC and understand them but him. No one could see blood and intestines but him.

Based on those facts, Kail concluded that his installation disc contained some kind of viruses or maybe a special coding that could alter the NPC’s behavior. They started to remember things, questioning their pasts, and much more. That was his deduction based on several events and facts that he had experienced, saw, and heard.

But a question remained unanswered.

Why was he the only one? If the viruses or a special coding was true, then why it didn’t affect everyone? He played the same game. Computer viruses spread easily through the internet.

Or was he wrong with that last statement?

From the corner of his eyes, Kail saw Hathor walking closer. She was pale as if she was sick, but she looked beautiful at the same time.

“Never mind that, Husband. We can think about it later. I’m sorry to be a bearer of bad news, but I need you to solve this quickly,” gone was the playful Hathor. Someone standing in front of him was not a lowly succubus, but a queen with a stern look on her face. “…the House of Eldran is here again with their proposal.”

“Proposal?” for some reason, Hathor seemed unhappy about it, which poked his curiosity.

“…a proposal to, let’s say, plant their daughter in this castle.”

“…if you put it that way, it sounds like they’re going to make her a spy.”

Hathor snorted in disgust and approached nearby window, “With their kinky names, it’s obvious to me what kind of intention they have. ‘Take my daughter as your whore and let us milk your riches dry’. Oh, I can see it pretty clearly. They just wanted money and privilege.”

Aren’t you a kinky one yourself?

Kail secretly let out a sigh. It was a relief to see that there was similarity with real world people and Tel Nevos people: greedy politicians. “Ah, those types. But aren’t you too early to draw conclusions?”

“What are you saying? My instinct is always right. You may not remember this, but the wife has a name that sounds like ‘cunt is good’.”

Kail stared at her, dumbfounded.

“I swear! Their names are all so kinky that I can’t forget them. The husband is called ‘cunt eat dick’, the wife is ‘cunt is good’, and the daughter is ‘anal a lot’. Hmph, with names so weird, who in their right mind would trust them?”

“Are you sure that it’s not just your deepest desire?”

Her usual trademark smug resurfaced, “Oh, please, I have little interest in getting filled in one hole. I’d rather be gang raped. At least, those brutes know how to make me feel real good.”

“…you are such a slut, Hathor.”

She smiled, “Oh, no, sir. I am a professional slut, born with a perfect vagina. There’s no penis that I can’t take. On that note, want me around your girthy love stick?”

“No, thank you,” Kail refused icily.

Hathor just giggled and made her way to the mirror, where she combed her hair and admired her face.

Kail shook his head disbelievingly. It looked like he’d be stuck with this insane, slutty woman for a while. Now that he thought about it, he had several attributes points and Perk points waiting to be distributed. With his insanely high attributes, would several points make a difference? Well, he had hundreds to distribute, so he might as well use them all up. It might be a good idea to increase his INT…

As soon as Kail turned away to modify his status, Hathor paid him a distrustful stare from the mirror…