Chapter 77 This Will Be A Trial! (**)

Chapter 77 This Will Be A Trial! (**)

Myrine stood behind the doors she had just pushed open. She was alone in her observation as no Guards had been placed by Evian's room ever since his departure from the Estate the day before. With things as they were, the Territory needed all hands on deck.

Anyway, the eyes of the Mother of two were widened slightly at the display before her. She was not a prude by any chance but there was something so forceful- impactful?- about how her son's muscles moved as he put his strength into pushing his dick inside his moaning partner.

There was something about the shift from how she used to see him (small and in need of her care) to capable and in his element enough to do what he was doing.

How long has he been doing this? She wondered.

Why did he seem so natural about it?

And just how intense was the pleasure he was delivering that had Daria, a Witch of the Arcane Church so lost in it that she gave no indications that she had sensed Myrine's arrival in the room.

Truthfully, both Daria and Evian were aware of Myrine's presence. They just found it hard to care when they were both barrelling towards the climax.

With his Mother's eyes on them, Evian gathered up Daria's arms from the bed to pull her up until her back was arched and the crook of her neck was presented for him to bury his face into and suck while moving his cock in and out of her in wondrous delight at her gripping snatch.

*Pah* *Pah* *Pah*

Myrine could not look away.

Her tongue loosened and she opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. She was simply stunned.

Eventually, she decided keeping the doors open and potentially revealing her son's amorous activity to the eyes of the passing Estate workers was not prudent so she pulled it close but not before she stepped fully into the room.

"Hold on," she mumbled to herself when she seemingly realized she had closed the doors behind herself leaving her in the room in the face of the impactful fucking in front of her,

"Why am I in here?" she asked herself and then she frowned at the fucking couple who were groaning in each other's earshot,

"Hem Hem," she cleared her throat to interrupt but they paid her no mind so she cleared it even louder, "HEM HEM!"

As though in response, Daria arched her neck so her face was angled towards the ceiling and she let out a proclamation of release,

"Ahhhhnnnnnnnnnn ~Oh Yesss~ ~Fuck... I'm CUMMMING~"

As she spasmed, she was still very aware of Evian's dick spurting within her and filling her with volumes of his Cum.

Slowly, the two fell forward into the bed while breathing in unison as they came down from their climactic high. Only when the mood had truly washed over them did Evian raise himself off the bed to finally address Myrine's presence,

"Mother," he said with a casual head nod while his lips twitched at her frown and the wideness of her eyes. She looked like she was coming to terms with what she had witnessed.

Myrine's eyes followed Evian's body, focusing a lot on his half-flaccid cock looking hefty, as he went to his discarded bathrobe and put it on for a semblance of shame even though he had none.

"So- This is what you've been busy with," Myrine finally said in a voice seething with annoyance while she took a step forward.

"Not exactly..." Evian started to say only for her to interrupt him sharply,

[Decadence: Denounced Wraith {2600/700 Soul Points}]

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'Alright, now open up the Decadent Store.'

The interface opened up in its usual wide rectangular holographic screen and knowing what he sought, Evian ignored the other tabs to click on [Manuscripts] after which he scrolled to his target;

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-Wraithic Weapon Modification Manuscript: Learn how to give your chosen mortal weapon the aura and identity of a soul reaper that it clearly needs to match your Decadence.

Cost: 1000 Soul Points.

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He clicked on it.

[Confirm Your Purchase] [Yes] [No]

He clicked 'Yes' and unlike the usual way information would simply flow into his mind, he instead saw a Grey scroll smoking with Eldritch energy emerge out of the Holographic screen.

The scroll unrolled and was filled with multiple words and symbols along hundreds of lines. The scroll was so long it trailed to the ground and even continued to stretch away for many feet after. With just a casual glance, Evian could tell every single one of the symbols/words was different from the other.

'Wh-what is this?' Evian asked with an unsure smile at such a grand presentation. It was as though he was being intimidated by what he was about to learn.

[Are you sure you wish to learn the Manuscript?]

'Of course.' Evian answered simply.

[Be aware that this is different from learning spells or learning how to fashion yourself a Health Pack. This is a much more impactful and extensive undertaking. Do not say 'YES' lightly.]

'I already confirmed the purchase, so yes.'

[Very well, Ready Yourself. This will be a Trial!]

The Decadent Assistant's warning was so sudden and urgent, Evian's back tingled with worry, and he instinctively screwed up his attention and mental fortification and readied himself for invasion... And then it began.

The Scroll stabbed into his forehead and started pushing through in a garish display of information impartation that immediately swelled Evian's head with an ache that caused his grey eyes to budge while his handsome face twisted as his mouth fell open.

"Ack..."

Evian started to scream but almost immediately lost his voice and his mouth remained open wide in horror as he slowly went to his knees, his entire psyche became completely overwhelmed by the volume of information he was getting force-fed.

His thoughts became the only means of expression he had and only one word came to mind,

'F-Fuck... Fuck... Fuck... Fuck... Fuuccckkkk...'

Evian shuddered as his entire body was at the mercy of the sheer mental weight. His arms were useless by his sides and his nerves, commanding any voluntary movement, were completely frozen as he underwent his Trial... ... A Trial that seemed more intent on breaking him than making him.