I blacked out for a sec.
My consciousness came back slowly, my entire body tingling with that familiar mix of exhaustion....and of course that good ol satisfaction.
What the hell just happened?
I was still sprawled on the chaise, but we somehow ended up in a completely different position than where we'd started.
My muscles ached.
My lungs burned.
Every nerve felt like it had been set on fire and then dunked in ice water.
Elena was draped across my chest, her breathing still heavy and ragged, her silver hair spilling everywhere like a blanket of sliver silk.
Her skin was flushed pink, still damp with sweat.
And.... her ass raising and falling on my thigh.....i couldn't help but stare at its beauty.
I could feel my little brother twitching in her with every minute movement her orbs were making.
no no, i cant....i will be too exhuasted if we go another round.
999, 998, 997, 996,995... i started counting backwards in my head to stop the rising of my little brother.
For a long moment, neither of us moved.
I could feel her heartbeat gradually slowing against my ribs.
I could also feel the rise and fall of her breasts with each breath....the feeling of its soft silky skin pressing on my chest.
956, 955, 954, 953!!!.... dont you fail on me body!!!!. i could feel my dick twitch even more.
The weight of her was comforting somehow, despite everything.
Then the system decided NOW was a great time to make an appearance.
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PERFORMANCE ANALYSIS COMPLETE
[SECOND ENCOUNTER WITH ELENA SILVERMOON]
RATING: S (Excellent)
PARTNER SATISFACTION: 97%
DURATION: 38 Minutes
ROUNDS: 3
INTENSITY: High
[REWARDS DISTRIBUTED]
+400 DP
+200 XP
STAT INCREASES:
•ENDURANCE: 12 → 14 (+2)
CHARISMA: 20 → 22 (+2)
[PARTNER STATUS UPDATE]
ELENA SILVERMOON
Bond Level: 1 (Progress: 45% toward Level 2)
Addiction: 3% → 5%
STATUS: Satisfied but intrigued
ANALYSIS: Performance exceeded her expectations again
[ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED: REPEAT PERFORMANCE]
Reward: +100 DP
Description: Successfully satisfied the same partner twice
Current Total: 1250 DP
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Five percent addiction.
Still climbing, but slowly. The system said it was on track, but at this rate, it would take months to hit meaningful addiction levels. Assuming I lived that long.
I tried to focus on the screens, but they were translucent and kept flickering.
Hard to read when your brain was still scrambled and every muscle felt like jelly.
Elena shifted against me, her fingers tracing lazy patterns across my chest. "You're quiet."
Because I can't feel my legs.
"J-just catching my breath, Your Majesty," I managed, my voice rough from use.
"Hmm." She lifted her head to look at me, and I saw something in her crimson eyes I hadn't seen before.
Genuine curiosity.
Not the interest she'd shown before, like am an object.
Now....it's like am an interesting creature.
"You're surprisingly resilient," she said, studying my face like she was trying to solve a puzzle.
"T-thank you, Your m-majesty" I wasn't sure if that was a compliment or an observation.
"That wasn't a compliment." But her tone wasn't as cold as usual. "Most humans would be unconscious right now. Or dead."
Yeah, about that. The system is literally the only reason I'm still breathing and not cooking internally on your floor.
"I-I'm just lucky, Your Majesty."
"Luck." She traced a finger along my jawline. "Or something else."
The way she said it made my blood run cold.
She sounded like she was working through a theory in her head.
"I don't understand, Your Majesty."
Elena's fingers moved to my collar, tracing the metal carefully. "This collar tracks you. Monitors your vitals. Do you know what it told me just now?"
It's does?!! ....but still...
That I nearly died? That my heart rate spiked to dangerous levels? That I should absolutely be dead?
"N-no, Your Majesty."
"It said your heart rate normalized within minutes. Your body temperature stabilized almost immediately." Her crimson eyes narrowed. "Your recovery rate is... anomalous. Why?"
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. What do I say?
"I... I don't know, Your Majesty. Maybe my body is just... stronger than average?"
It was a weak excuse and we both knew it.
Elena watched me for a long moment, and I could practically see her mind working behind those eyes.
"Your stronger than average," she repeated slowly, her tone skeptical. "But you were a slave from a raided village. Nothing special. No training. No bloodline. No magical enhancement."
I used my right to remain silent here.
Please buy it. Please just accept that I'm weird and move on.
She sat up suddenly, and I immediately missed the warmth of her body. "Get dressed. You're dismissed."
Wait, what? Just like that?
"Y-your Majesty?" I tried to keep the confusion out of my voice.
"I said get dressed." Her tone had gone cold again, the warmth evaporating like morning dew. "I need to think."
I scrambled off the chaise, gathering my clothes with shaking hands.
My legs barely supported my weight as I pulled on my pants, fumbling with the buttons on my shirt.
The fabric stuck to my damp skin.
"Cory."
I froze mid-button. "Yes, Your Majesty?"
Elena was pouring herself more wine, her back to me. With her milky ass staring at me.
She moved with grace, completely unconcerned with her nudity. "You'll return tomorrow morning. Breakfast. My chambers."
Tomorrow morning? Already?
"Of course, Your Majesty." I managed to keep my voice steady even as my heart hammered.
"And Cory?" She glanced over her shoulder, crimson eyes meeting mine. "Don't speak of this to anyone. Not Mira. Not the other servants. No one. Understood?"
Why the secrecy all of a sudden? Was she worried someone would realize what she was doing? That I was different?
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Good. Now leave before I change my mind about letting you rest."
I didn't need to be told twice, as I burst out of her chambers.
The corridor outside her chambers was empty, thank the gods. I leaned against the wall for a moment, trying to get my legs to work properly.
Okay....I Survived round two. She's suspicious but at least not enough to kill me.....yet.
And she wants me back tomorrow morning!!!!.
Is that good or bad?
I pushed off the wall and started walking, my body protesting with every step.
The palace corridors were dimly lit now, most servants having retired for the night.
My footsteps echoed too loudly in the silence.
I made it about halfway back to the servants' wing before I heard someone call out.
"Cory?"
I looked up to find Sera standing in one of the side corridors, her arms full of linens.
She took one look at me and her expression shifted from surprise to concern.
"You look like shit," she said bluntly, setting down the linens. "What happened?"
"I'm fine," I lied, leaning against the wall. "Just tired."
"You look like you're about to collapse." She moved closer, reaching out to steady me.
"Here. Lean on me. Where's your room?"
"I stay at the servants' wing. But you don't have to—"
"I'm already helping. Stop arguing." She ducked under my arm, supporting my weight like she'd done this before.
We started walking, my exhausted body grateful for the support.
The silence between us was surprisingly comfortable. She didn't ask questions I couldn't answer.
"Rough day?" Sera finally asked, her tone seemed pretty neutral.
"You could say that."
"The Queen summoned you?"
"Yeah."
"And...you're still alive."
"Apparently."
We reached my door, and I fumbled with the key.
My hands were still shaking.
Sera took it from my trembling fingers and unlocked it herself, pushing the door open.
"Get some rest," she said, not moving into my room. Respectfully. "Drink some water if you can. Your body needs it."
"Thanks," I muttered as I stumbled inside.
"Hey, Cory?" She paused in the doorway. "Whatever she's doing to you... I hope you survive it."
Before I could respond, she was gone, disappearing back into the corridor with her linens.
I collapsed onto the bed fully clothed, too exhausted to undress.
The system flickered to life, and I didn't bother trying to focus on it. I just listened as it spoke.
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[DAILY SUMMARY]
Day 2: Complete
Encounters: 1 (Elena - Extended Session)
New Ally: Sera (Low-Level Friendship Established
Overall Status: Exhausted...
Survival Probability: Increasing (73% → 81%)
[PROBABILITY ASSESSMENT]
Elena discovering the system: 4%
Elena discovering something is "different" about you: 89%
Elena discovering your true nature: 73%
Elena keeping you alive regardless: 97%
Current Assessment: Safe for now. But vigilance required.
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I stared at the translucent text floating above me, my exhausted mind processing the numbers.
Eighty-nine percent chance she knew something was different. That was almost certain.
"System," I said quietly into the darkness, my voice hoarse. "Can she... can she find out about you? Tomorrow morning, when she calls me again....can she somehow... detect what you are?"
The response came immediately.
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[QUERY ANALYZED]
Can Elena Silvermoon Discover the Conquest System?
Theoretically, sufficiently advanced perception could detect bloodlines.
However, the system operates at a dimensional level beyond standard detection.
[PRACTICAL ASSESSMENT]
Your body would show signs of system integration if she truly examined your soul or mana signature.
The collar data she accessed only shows physical anomalies.
[CURRENT PREDICTION]
Elena likely believes you possess:
Unknown bloodline trait
Hidden cultivation base
Natural resistance to her bloodline (most likely)
This theory aligns with observable data and requires no system intervention to maintain.
Estimated Safety Window: 14-21 days
After that, her investigation may yield results requiring action.
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I absorbed that slowly, the numbers sinking in like weights in my stomach.
Fourteen to twenty-one days. That wasn't a lot of time.
"What if I just... told her?" I asked the darkness, the question barely a whisper. "What if I explained everything? About the system, about being reincarnated, all of it?"
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[QUERY: DISCLOSURE ANALYSIS]
Telling Elena About the Conquest System:
[POSITIVE OUTCOMES ](27% probability):
She might trust you more
She might protect you from other threats
Shared secret could deepen emotional bond faster
She might be intrigued rather than threatened
[NEGATIVE OUTCOMES] (73% probability):
She might see you as a threat to the kingdom
She might try to extract the system from you
She might kill you to eliminate the anomaly
She might use you as an experimental subject
She might bind you with more restrictive magic
She might report you to King Aldric
[CONCLUSION]
Disclosure is not recommended...
Continue current strategy of vague answers and deflection.
If cornered, blame it on "natural talent,"
"conditioning," or "unknown heritage."
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[System secrecy is survival].
[Your life depends on her not knowing the truth]
Yeah. That's what I figured.
I lay there in the darkness, listening to my own breathing, thinking about tomorrow morning.
She'll me call back.... for breakfast, no less....I don't have time to think of excuses.
That meant she either wanted more of me.... or she was planning something.
Maybe she wanna study me?? Digging for answers like a scientist with a puzzle to solve....I can definitely see that happening
And I have to go back, because refusing the Queen was a death sentence.
My eyes were getting heavy, but my mind wouldn't stop racing.
I couldn't help but ask one more question though...which was kinda stupid.
"System," I said one more time, my voice barely audible. "What's she really doing tomorrow? Why breakfast? Why the interrogation?"
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[QUERY: STRATEGIC ANALYSIS]
Elena's Intentions for Tomorrow Morning:
She must likely gonna interrogate you about how you feel or how
She will observe...mostly likely this options.
Your physical recovery overnight
Your demeanor under questioning
Your body's response to her presence
What I recommend in this situation is that be honest where possible.....Be vague where necessary.
Show neither excessive fear nor confidence.
Let her believe she's close to understanding you without actually learning the truth.
This is a delicate balance.
Succeed, and she keeps you alive.
Fail, and you die.
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The system interface slowly faded.
Perfect. No pressure at all.
I closed my eyes, exhaustion finally pulling me under despite the anxiety coursing through my veins.
Tomorrow morning would come whether I was ready or not.
And I'd have to face Elena across a breakfast table, knowing she was trying to solve the puzzle of what I was.
Knowing that one wrong answer could mean my death.
Knowing that the system was all that stood between me and oblivion.
Sleep took me before I could worry about it further.