Netori: Reborn as the Human Aphrodisiac

Killing is simple. Taking advantage of the enemy's malicious intent to reap rewards is the true masterclass. And as Cassandra exited the royal palace, hundreds of her underground goons assembled behind her, following her to loot the houses of Lysander's helpers.

Mithras had paved the way for them, relying on his pet snakes to disable those noble houses' defensive mechanisms from a distance. Now, with the royal family routed, and the heads of the high aristocracy out of the picture, no one could stop Cassandra from looting those houses to the last penny.

And while nobles stored most of their money and land deeds in the bank, they still had the bad habit of sitting on treasures—especially heirlooms and ancestral relics. Cassandra seized them all, overnight building a war chest that added up to a net worth of about 1.4 million ener crystals.

She was rich.

Meanwhile, Mithras pulled Honoria off his fingers, lowering the milk-starved hussy to the ground, and pushing her face into his crotch. The noble hussy kissed Mithras' bulge immediately, going up and down the shaft while shaking her hips in excitement. Her rabbit ears popped out, swaying alongside a cute fluffy tail at odds with Honoria's sinister personality.

For this reward, the rabbit girl had been a flexible witness and a compliant traitor, doing everything Mithras asked while trying her hardest to defend his interests. Patience, flattery, and a calculated dose of betrayal, all laid to this moment—a moment Honoria planned to enjoy for as long as humanly possible.

A ring of red-colored flames formed around the two, hiding them from public view. And with one quick bite, Honoria untied Mithras' belt. She then turned 180, raising her dress and shaking her panty-free bubble butt at Mithras.

Pink hearts flashed in the rabbit girl's eyes, and she bent over, raising her sweet ass at Mithras' cock, and stroking her wet cunt on his shaft.

Too polite to reject such an invitation, Mithras reached for Honoria's cheeks, squeezing them in his hands, and letting their warm and supple feel spread through his veins.

There was just a thing about big, firm, and flexible ass cheeks that made them so great to grab, grope and squeeze.

Was his cock not taking over, Mithras could have gone on squeezing those cheeks till the end of time. But his cock wouldn't settle for that, shaking as it rubbed Honoria's cunt and poked at her clit.

"Damn…that's a lot of juice. Can this even still be called juice? Feels more like a fountain with a secret entrance into a tunnel," Mithras said and pushed his hips back, dragging his cock down Honoria's slit and pushing it up her ass cheeks.

"Does that tunnel still have the size of my cock, or has it gotten tighter since the last time I've stretched it?" Mithras asked in a mellow tone, nibbling Honoria's ears.

At first, the noble hussy's cheeks flushed at Mithras' lewd words. But then Mithras became bolder, and Honoria's whole face turned red, her breathing becoming a mess of heavy puffs and ragged sounds.

"Master…stop playing around and give it to me!" Honoria snapped pushing into Mithras' hips and jerking his cock between her ass cheeks.

"As you wish…" With a sinister smile, Mithras pushed his hips back, spreading Honoria's ass cheeks, and thrusting right into her butthole.

"Ahh…ohhh!" Honoria couldn't believe it, her eyes stretched in disbelief, processing the realization that Mithras had just stuffed his dick in her ass.

"You…j-jerk!" Honoria squealed in between two loud gasps, her ass clenching so hard on Mithras' dick that Mithras had to pause and adjust to the tightness.

"Well…you didn't answer my question," Mithras said with a shy smile, feeling a bit wronged that Honoria didn't see the justice in her punishment.

Still, a very practical man, Mithras ignored the insincere protest and rotated his hips in a snake-like shape, exploring Honoria's backdoor. Her eyes rolled back immediately, becoming a haze of pink mist as the rabbit girl's hussy tongue hung loose.

"By the way, I have fused with a Priapic Dragon Bone. You probably don't understand what that means, but I thought I should warn you," Mithras said in a sweet and innocent voice. The Exalted Sense kicked in the moment next, followed by a blast of pheromones as divine flames and mystical forces flooded Honoria's veins, lighting her body on fire.

To Honoria's shock, Mithras' monster cock produced a pink lubricant, lubing her ass on command. Worse, the meat expanded, growing thicker than a leg and stretching the noble hussy's ass to the edges.

"Wait…I think maybe we should try something smaller first." With a groggy look, Honoria pleaded her case, yet clamped down and braced for the smashing, biting her lips with a lewd smile.

"Rejected." Mithras saw through the insincere rhetoric. Divine flames lit up his body, and while holding Honoria's collar in one hand, Mithras thrust forth, stuffing his cock into the crevasses of his servant's ass.

The bondage ceremony was complete.

"But remember, anal is 60,000…and your bill is piling up," a fair and honest man, Mithras reminded Honoria of her financial obligations, then grabbed her by the waist, driving his cock in and out of her lovely hole.

*Pah!* *Pah!* *Pah!*

"Oooh…oooff…oooff!"

A series of loud clapping sounds boomed across the scene, the noise rising alongside Honoria's nonstop groaning and gasping. The rabbit girl entered a trance, shaking her ass on autopilot while squeezing Mithras' milk with her ass.

[Ding! Ding! Ding!]

[Hidden Quest: Bad Girls Become my pleted!]

[Reward!]

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As all this played out, in a marble-white temple that floated amidst lilac clouds, a procession of silver-cloaked priests knelt at a pyramid-like seat, facing a wrinkled old man with abnormally long limbs. The silver-robed priests' leader raised a cracked stele at the old man, trembling as he spoke.

"Your Excellency, the Great Blood Emperor's destiny has been…hijacked," the priest said, lowering his head in a mix of shame and grief. The other priests broke into tears, and ashamed of looking the old man in the eyes, lowered their heads as well.

"By who?" On the contrary, the old man stayed composed, speaking in a level and relaxing tone.

"Mithras, a dragon-blooded youth of the fallen Vritra's line."

"Unfortunate. What about his intentions?"

"He's a devotee of the Lord so we can't read his mind. But from what we know, he…has some enmity with the house of Uriah.

His father was an ordinary mortal who got drafted and died in the king's war with the Red Cloud Theocracy. Twelve years later, he's killed Gaiseric's son and robbed his destiny. I have a hard time believing this is a coincidence.

" The priest explained, causing the old man to nod in approval.

"So, he resents them? I see. Doubly unfortunate. And he is the Lord's devotee, meaning we must proceed with caution. Has he been involved with the other compasses yet?"

"Well…most of them really."

"Excuse me?" Not expecting that reply, the old man arched his brows, his face twisting into a grimace.

"Of the Five Compasses appointed by Your Excellency, only one isn't connected to that Mithras. In one way or another, the rest will cross his path. Especially now that he controls the Great Blood Destiny. It is inevitable. If we don't make a move, there's a risk that Mithras will kill or corrupt them all!" The silver-robed priest explained, making the old man sigh in exasperation.

A moment of silence followed, after which the old man swiped at the air, causing a projection of Mithras to appear in the ceiling.

"Had it been any other timeline, I wouldn't have gotten involved with the Lord's business. But the Five Compasses and Great Blood Destiny will be of vital importance in the years to come. We must protect them by any means necessary and make sure they aren't ruined by this new menace.

Make the proper arrangements. I want the Great Blood Destiny transferred to a trustworthy chosen, and that Mithras to stop being a nuisance to the plotline I've written," the old man said in a grave and serious tone. But the moment next he closed his eyes, falling asleep on the spot.

"As you command, Your Excellency!" As if used to the old man's narcoleptic behavior, the silver-robed priests didn't lose their composure, giving the old man a series of polite bows before vanishing from the temple.

On the next morning, a miracle took place. Gaiseric recovered from his catastrophic injuries, with slight burn marks acting as the only remainder of the king's sufferings. But coincidently, Vel'Asha had entered a coma, with the best healers of the region being unable to find out the cause of the Queen Mother's condition.

Yet to the royal family's shock, the queen's condition wasn't Gaiseric's priority. No, the domineering king was now busy fawning over Mithras and providing him with gifts galore—including all the assets of the late Lysander.

"I've already given you the land deeds of Ruba and canceled Celestia's engagement. I'm also making a personal request. So Mithras…you must become my son-in-law!" Gaiseric smacked the table, presenting Mithras with a formal engagement proposal.