Inefficient?
‘The latest reports are quite good…’
Anoteros received all that he needed to know about Linfeng and his followers on a weekly basis. Everything was organised by Shu for him to read, but since his Business Maid was of the opinion that even small details could be of tremendous importance, Anoteros usually ended up reading every bit of information. Every document had been rearranged into a much more readable format, and Shu would even bring along images that she was getting thanks to some of her contacts having refined tools capable of capturing pictures–Much like a camera.
Of course, she was only able to get good informants like these thanks not only to her master granting her a lot of funds for her work, but also because he had found her someone capable of delivering binding contracts like the one he had used to hire Leondorl.
This allowed her to hire trusted informants, although most people weren’t willing to sign any contracts. Those were just relegated to low-tier positions…
Nonetheless, the most trustworthy informant remained Edrick’s Valli. Without him around, they would have completely lost track of the trio, and Anoteros wanted to know exactly what Linfeng was up to.
Even if the scion had dealt with all of the script bearers without many issues, he was well aware that it was only because he had struck with strength and precision at the right times. He had successfully controlled the chain of events, allowing him to defeat his opponents with ease.
So far, his most difficult confrontation had been against Crimonia... So not even an event in relation to any script…
In light of all of these parameters, he knew not to get complacent. Whilst Linfeng’s off-script trajectory was destroying his protection, it wasn’t stopping him from growing stronger by using what the script had given him. This meant that he was nonetheless rapidly growing more powerful and more skilled.
Even though Anoteros loved a challenge and a good fight, if it was possible, he would still decide to attack while his adversary was still much weaker than him. But alas, he could feel that Linfeng’s protection was not completely gone. It had received an incredible amount of damage, but Edrick suspected that there were a few factors that slowed its complete demolition.
Firstly, Linfeng was still using the techniques he was meant to use.
Secondly, Linfeng was still listening to his system.
Thirdly, Linfeng was behaving in a way along the lines of what the script demanded.
And lastly… Linfeng’s current objective was in line with the nature of the script. Even if Fingmi was never meant to be captured, or if her being captured was a plot point that was meant to happen later, it didn’t change the fact that Anoteros was quite clearly taking on the role of a villainous antagonist that fit right into the protagonist’s script.
In simple terms, the Elt scion believed that his approach hadn’t been the most efficient… But it didn’t matter. Edrick didn’t believe that this would change the fate that he had prepared for the protagonist.
Anoteros licked his teeth as he stopped walking through the beautiful wooden halls of the clan’s main building and knocked on a door.
“Hold on, I’m coming!”
A voice resounded from the other side of the door, and the lock soon turned, allowing the person inside to open the door.
“Edrick?”
“That’s me. May I come in, Zhicheng?”
“O-Of course!”
The twink let his older Alrin into his modest private quarters. Naturally, he still lived here as he remained a clan member without any achievements, and thus couldn’t have his own residence, but the living conditions were nonetheless far above the norm.
Ever since Zhicheng had been tamed and trained by Zhenluo, he had continued to act as usual to everyone else. He still dressed the same in spite of his now much more feminine appearance, but instead of just doing nothing and wallowing alone, he would wait for Zhenluo to come by for some fun, or for her to call him to her residence for the same reason.
Ever since that one experience, however, Edrick hadn’t come back for more, but it seemed like this was going to change today…
Zhicheng couldn’t help but swallow his saliva. The Dual Ownership Servant Crest he bore meant that both Zhenluo and Anoteros had influence over him now–And while the time they had both played with him had been greatly enjoyable, the lesser scion couldn’t help but be intimidated and feel weird about doing it with just Edrick, without Zhenluo around.
The greater scion scanned the room with his gaze. It was quite similar to how it used to be before Zhicheng took on his new purpose, with the difference being the ‘toys’ in a corner of the room.
When the lesser scion noticed that he had left them out in the open, he turned beet red and tried to cut off Edrick’s line of sight, but the greater scion was too tall for him to do this without jumping like a fool.
“Please don’t look this way!”
Zhicheng felt both of his wrists being grabbed at the same time. Edrick held both of the twink’s arms above his head with a single hand, as he used the other to lock the door behind him.
“I came with a little gift. But first… Get on your knees”
Zhicheng did as he was told without question. Although he felt hesitant a second ago, it was no longer the case as the situation turned steamy. He watched intently as his stronger, virile Alrin undid his fabric belt and pulled his goliath.
He slowly stroked it as it rapidly hardened, pressing it against Zhicheng’s soft face for a few moments before mercilessly slapping him with the man-tool that should be qualified as a weapon with how large and heavy it was.
Anoteros smiled as he looked down on his younger Alrin. The lesser scion had his mouth wide open, hungry for a taste of real masculinity.
“What a good slut. You want it?”
“Yes, I want it, Master!”
The moment his lust manifested, Zhicheng switched from calling Edrick by name and instead went for ‘Master’ like it was the most natural thing in the world.
“Open wide”
Without mercy, Anoteros thrusted as deep as his impressive length could go, making the twink deepthroat him on the spot… But Zhicheng was a talented cock sucker, and took it like it was nothing, his manhood pressing against his lower garments as he could already feel himself leaking.
Edrick tightened his grip on Zhicheng’s wrist and turned everything around, pinning the twink’s arms against the door as he thrusted alongside the lesser scion’s hungry head motions.
“Just like that… Choke on it like a good boy…”