Lewd System: Every Scream and Moan is EXP

Chapter 357 : The Sage Who Read Everything Wrong

Rora hissed at Albert who had just crashed behind the cafe bench right beside her. "Ouch! That fucking hurts, you jackass! What the hell are you doing? Did I not specifically tell you to use the dustbin?"Albert responded without a shred of remorse. "Why in the world would I ever willingly dive into a filthy public trash can when you are comfortably hiding behind a perfectly clean bench? Besides, I would not even fit inside that thing. So why do you not do the honors yourself?"

She hissed again. "Fine. Suit yourself. But try not to get any closer because your armor is literally a cheese grater."

She held up her elbow and shoulder for evidence. "Look at what you have done to me. If these scratches do not leave my flawless skin, I am permanently tattooing your..."

Albert did not let her finish. His palm clamped over her mouth and his other hand shoved her head down. "Sshh. They will find us. Keep quiet."

Rora peered over the bench at the pair still descending. She studied the destroyed state of Jax first, then her eyes shifted to the glowing face of Astrid.

Astrid’s hair was an absolute disaster as well, but her body showed zero signs of injury. As if she had scored a completely flawless victory. Though her entire body was drenched in sweat.

Her messy hair was practically shining with that unmistakable post-workout glow, and her clothes were thoroughly soaked through.

Jax was latching onto her with one arm while his other hand clutched his crotch area from the aftermath of being pushed far beyond his limit.

Yes. Jax had once again broken his personal record tonight. But at what cost?

His cock had officially clocked out for the day. It lay soft, swollen, and an angry shade of red, looking like it had been personally violated by a hostile nation and was now seriously considering legal action.

His body felt like it had been dragged through hell, set on fire, and then dragged back. Every muscle was screaming, his skin was slick with sweat, and the domain’s heat had made the entire ordeal significantly worse.

But the worst part was his brain. It had gone completely blank. No lust. No dirty thoughts. No wild imaginations. Just hollow emptiness and the quiet philosophical reflections of a wise man who had suddenly realized that sexual desire was an utter waste of time and human energy. This temporary enlightenment existed purely because Astrid had fucked every last drop of horniness and testosterone clean out of his body.

She had played him masterfully. Whenever his dick went soft and numb after a couple of rounds, Astrid would weaponize his ego by mocking him indirectly until he charged right back in.

And that was the mistake he kept stacking one after another. Falling repeatedly for the trap of a woman who was driven entirely by this thrilling new sensation, fueled by her ruthless competitive nature, and powered by the innocent naivety of believing that working harder simply meant more babies as payment.

Astrid’s mind flatly refused to acknowledge the aftermath. Her back was aching from doing most of the riding and hip movements. Her pussy was swollen and sore. And yet she chose to notice none of it. Her attention was focused entirely on her victory as she spoke directly to her own belly while still mid-air.

’You two. Listen up. Your mother is currently in a war, and if you do not show up earlier than that bitch’s children, I am throwing you from exactly this height. So hurry up and make your mommy proud.’

Albert panicked the instant he saw them descending. He did not need a single person to explain what had happened inside that domain. The messy hair, the flushed faces, and clothes that were clearly ripped off and then thrown and worn back on in a rush were already telling more than enough.

But the most damning evidence of all was the wet and sticky patch spreading across the crotch of his master’s pajama pants, clearly showing that her pussy was still leaking and had soaked straight through the fabric. Whether from her own arousal or from her naive stubbornness of refusing to let the dam of cum escape her vagina to ensure proper impregnation, he did not want to know.

Loyal Albert instantly turned his head away from the disgusting sight and thought in pure terror. ’Fuck. What am I supposed to do now? I cannot tell Lord Aleris about this because I will die the second those words leave my mouth thanks to the oath Lady Astrid forced on me. But if I hide it, Lord Aleris will give me and every single member of the order assigned to guard her a hellish death for failing to protect his so called innocent daughter from getting pounded.’

But his spiraling panic was shattered the moment he glanced at Rora. Her jaw was hanging wide open and then she said. "Astrid really went way too far this time."

Albert felt his soul leave his body. She had witnessed everything. And knowing Rora, it would not take long before this news reached the ears of Claude.

He frantically started calculating possible bribes to seal her mouth shut. But then she spoke while giggling.

"That brat really does not know the first thing about love. And honestly, how would a girl like her ever figure it out? She genuinely thinks beating a man into a pulp is the same as making him yours through dominance and fear?" She shook her head in amused disbelief. "How amateur."

She laughed softly. "Albert, look at those bite marks. And then the scratches across his chest. Does it not remind you of the battle with those catfolk? That girl went full rabid animal mode just to make him swear loyalty."

Her grin widened. "She even fought dirty while the poor boy clearly held himself back from retaliating. Just look at him clutching his crotch like that. She probably spent two entire hours kicking him there and bursting his balls over and over."

Her amusement faded into something genuinely unsettling. "And the scariest part? She is smiling about it. That girl does not need a boyfriend. She needs a leash and a cage. I am honestly feeling pity for the boy."

Albert watched her in stunned silence. Rora’s own wild imagination was doing the gods’ work on his behalf. But then a realization struck him as he recalled exactly who this so-called experienced woman actually was.

[Name: Rora]

[Title: Sage of Talent]

[Relationship Status: Terminally Untouched By Romance]

[Romance Experience: Self-proclaimed master of love and relationships. Her actual knowledge is hilariously limited to reading children’s fairy tales in her childhood and then the ridiculous cover stories invented by her order members who easily fooled her whenever those couples got caught together in the midnight camps.]

Rora continued in a whisper. "In a proper relationship, violence should always come later. Reserved only for the necessary moments. For example, if I ever get married and my man comes home reeking of alcohol or carrying the scent of another woman, I would not need two hours. Just fifteen minutes of solid aggression and a firm chokehold should be more than enough to make him swear eternal loyalty and build enough fear that he thinks a thousand times before ever trying it again."

Albert thought to himself with genuine sorrow. ’I am already praying for her future husband. That poor bastard will be the single most unlucky man in the entire world.’

[Name: Albert]

[Title: Sword God]

[Curse: Magnet for Catastrophe]

[Description: His spectacularly miserable luck constantly forces him into fatal life-or-death situations entirely against his will. The sheer daily panic of desperately trying to survive is the exact reason he accidentally became the strongest undefeated swordsman on the entire floating island.]

Rora added with a warm nod. "But in this boy’s case, I am entirely convinced he is completely innocent. Look at that helpless puppy face right now. There is simply no way a sweet guy like him could ever cheat on her at any point down the line."

Albert had to physically bite the inside of his cheek to stop the words from escaping. ’You are so remarkably gifted at reading people that if my command unit were present right now, I would have my entire retinue kneel in recognition of your extraordinary wisdom. Hats off to you for boldly calling someone an innocent puppy when he literally expanded the stomach of a royal queen whose actual child is already the exact same age as him.’

Rora’s eyes suddenly narrowed as Astrid finally touched down on the ground. Both of them immediately stumbled and collapsed the second their feet made contact with solid earth.

Astrid tried to stand but her legs were shaking so violently she could not control them. Before she could fall, Jax wrapped his arm around her for support and said with a tired but genuine voice. "That is exactly why I told you to be considerate. For your own good."

Albert’s panic spiked again as he nervously monitored Rora’s face for any dangerous flicker of suspicion. But she simply broke into a deeply amused grin.

"Look at that tiny gremlin trying to act all tough with her fragile little body. She clearly drained every single drop of her strength just trying to dominate the poor boy and prove she was superior. But now her struggle and weakness are getting completely exposed right in front of him."

She let out a satisfied sigh. "I can finally go home and sleep peacefully knowing she lost even after winning."

She glanced at Astrid again, expecting embarrassment or shame on her face. Instead, Astrid was smiling warmly and chatting with Jax while casually brushing off her pajamas.

Then Rora’s gaze drifted lower and her eyebrows slowly climbed her forehead. "Albert... why is she wearing her pajamas inside out? I clearly remember her wearing them correctly when we first started following her."

A brief confused pause. "And what is with that wet spot on her... umm..."

Her words died as her face turned completely red. She had just remembered that Albert was a man.

And that man Albert was the one violently trembling now. ’Shit. How the hell am I supposed to explain this?’

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[A/N: THarper thank you for the golden ticket ???????? (????????ᴗ _ᴗ)????????]