3:00 PM.
Yuria headed toward the prison.
As she opened the prison gate and stepped inside, pained voices echoed through the air.
"Aaaaargh! Stop! Stop it!"
"Just kill me! Kill me, you bastards!"
"I was wrong. Please..."
Before descending to the underground levels, Yuria donned a thick coat and gloves hanging on the wall. She pulled a hat low to completely conceal her hair and added a mask.
This wasn't to hide her identity, but to protect herself from the filth. She had other appointments later that day.
"Miss Yuria, you've arrived."
"You come at the same time every day."
Yuria was greeted by Gon and Ron, twin brothers who were professional torturers. They were short, standing around 140cm tall, and each had only three fingers on each hand a congenital deformity.
Despite their physical limitations, they had over twenty years of experience as torturers and were in their mid-thirties.
Having practiced torture since they were young, they were currently employed by Sung Yujin.
Gon and Ron spent most of their time in the prison, rarely venturing outside due to their appearance complex.
Moreover, they genuinely enjoyed torturing.
"Are these the only three for today?" Yuria asked, glancing at the three figures chained to torture chairs before Gon and Ron.
The prisoners were bloodied and bruised. Beside them lay a full array of torture instruments and potions.
"Yes, yes. Today we tortured a total of fourteen people, including these three. We plan to torture about six more later."
"All thanks to Young Master Sung Yujin's generous support. Heh heh."
Sung Yujin had spared no expense in supporting them. Even though most of the supplies were low-grade potions and cheap herbs, the sheer quantity must have cost a considerable sum.
Sung Yujin was the type to spend lavishly when he put his mind to it.
"Any unusual developments?"
"One of them caught a cold. We've already taken measures."
"Heh heh. No disruptions to the torture schedule, then?"
Gon and Ron chuckled.
They derived genuine pleasure from torture itself, which was why they had been able to maintain their relentless torture regime for twenty years.
Yuria stared at the naked man strapped to the torture chair. His body was covered in blood, and one of his eyes had turned completely white.
Galmer, the merchant who had sold the Duchy of Helbrit information about Nell Lins' presence in Artel Village.
Hassent had personally captured him on Sung Yujin's orders just a few days ago.
Yuria quietly approached him.
"Ugh... Please, just kill me. I... I was wrong about everything."
"..."
Yuria didn't respond. Instead, she picked up a razor-sharp knife from the torture instruments beside her.
Previously, she had only watched Gon and Ron perform tortures. But recently, she had been learning their techniques and conducting the tortures herself.
Yuria slowly raised the knife and began to peel off Galmer's skin from his shoulder, slicing it so thinly that the flesh beneath was visible.
Gon and Ron clapped in admiration.
"As expected of Miss Yuria. To have such skill already..."
"In about three months, you'll surpass our abilities."
These weren't empty compliments. Yuria's torture skills were genuinely improving with each passing day.
"Aaaaaaah!"
Salt was sprinkled liberally over the raw, peeled skin. Then, Yuria picked up a branding iron and began searing his flesh.
"Oops. Miss Yuria, you should ease up a bit there."
"If you go too far, you'll break their mind. The key to torture is keeping them as sane as possible.
Torturing a madman is no fun at all. Heh heh."
"I see. I'll keep that in mind."
Yuria continued the torture, taking advice from Gon and Ron.
***
4 PM.
Private tutoring with the Head Maid.
Head Maid Aine.
A graduate of Rapelli Academy, where only the most exceptional commoners are admitted.
In her fifties, she possesses vast knowledge accumulated over decades of experience. She also serves as the tutor for the Prucus Family's young masters.
Yuria was able to receive tutoring from the Head Maid thanks to Hassent's recommendation.
"Yuria, today's lesson will cover the relationship between the Magic Tower and the kingdom."
"Yes, Head Maid. I look forward to learning from you."
Aine taught Yuria with fervent enthusiasm. Initially, she hadn't intended to teach so diligently, but after recognizing Yuria's exceptional talent, she found genuine joy in guiding her.
One lesson, ten insights. This phrase perfectly described Yuria's aptitude.
"Yuria, have you ever considered attending the academy? If you did, I would personally write you a letter of recommendation. You could learn so much more there."
"Thank you for the offer, but I have no intention of attending the academy. I am content serving as Young Master Sung Yujin's personal maid."
"With your skills, Yuria, you could become an exceptional scribe and even rise to nobility. Don't you think it's a waste to let such an opportunity pass?"
Yuria possessed truly exceptional talent. It was a waste to confine her to the role of a mere personal maid.
"It's alright, Head Maid. I am perfectly content serving as Young Master Sung Yujin's maid."
"...I see. Let's continue with the lesson."
5:00 PM
Tea time. Yuria serves tea and snacks to Sung Yujin, allowing him to take a break.
6:00 PM
Dinner. Since Sung Yujin dines with his family, Yuria eats with the other maids, engaging in light, meaningless chatter.
7:00 PM
A dancer from Pters City's premier theater troupe, invited by Sung Yujin to the mansion.
Jane Moss. The name immediately conjures the image of Pters' finest dancer.
With her cascading brown hair, porcelain skin, full breasts, slender waist, and firm hips, Jane was renowned as one of the city's most breathtaking beauties.
Yuria was learning a great deal from her, including acting, makeup, singing, and dancing. Recently, Yuria's facial expressions had become more expressive, all thanks to Jane's tutelage.
"As expected, Miss Yuria! You're perfect! If you ever decide to leave your maid duties, come find me. You could become an even greater dancer than I am."
"Thank you," Yuria replied with a smile, mimicking the way Jane had taught her.
Of course, Yuria had no intention of becoming a dancer.
"Miss Yuria! I received some as a gift... Would you like some?"
Jane harbored deep affection for Yuria, a fact Yuria was well aware of. However, Yuria felt nothing for Jane. If the situation demanded it, she could kill Jane without a moment's hesitation.
"I'm sorry, but I need to attend to Master Sung Yujin afterward."
"Ah..."
"Then I'll be going now."
8 PM.
Bath time. Yuria entered the bathhouse with Sung Yujin and attended to his bathing needs, a routine she had grown accustomed to.
Yuria secretly slipped into the bathhouse. If anyone saw them entering together, it could spark unwanted rumors.
Sung Yujin was unaware, but Yuria had bribed the maids in charge of the bathhouse. These elderly maids were due to retire soon.
Though they had saved some money, their greed would inevitably grow as their departure approached. They eagerly accepted Yuria's bribes.
Yuria planned to deal with them a few days after they left the mansion. Not for the money, but to silence them and prevent them from spreading rumors that could tarnish Sung Yujin's reputation.
She couldn't allow these old gossips to damage Master Sung Yujin's good name with their idle chatter.
"Master Sung Yujin, how are you feeling?"
Yuria washed Sung Yujin's body with her bare hands. He preferred her touch to a shower towel.
"Ah, this feels good."
Yuria glanced down at his groin. At first, his penis had remained unresponsive even to her touch, but now it would stiffen at just the sight of her. She felt a surge of pride at this.
Kneeling before him, Yuria reached out with both hands toward his erect member. Her slippery hands caressed his hard shaft and testicles with practiced ease, her movements fluid and skilled.
After meticulously washing him, she began stroking the shaft up and down, her other hand never forgetting to stimulate the glans.
Before long, Sung Yujin's member pulsed violently, spewing forth a thick stream of pearly white fluid.
"Master Sung Yujin's cock is healthy as ever today," Yuria murmured, her eyes fixed on her hand with a strange heat.
The sheer volume of semen coating her entire palm made her lower abdomen throb with a primal ache.
"You've become quite the expert now. Stand up and spread your legs. Today, I'll personally wash you there."
"Yes! Please do!"
Yuria replied eagerly, spreading her legs before Sung Yujin. His small hands began to caress her vulva.
"Mmm~"
9 PM.
Report time. Yuria stood naked, reporting the day's events to Sung Yujin, who sat on the bed, also naked.
The reports held little real significance. Sung Yujin had initiated these nude conversations to build Yuria's trust and affection.
Over time, it had evolved into a formal report of her daily activities.
Afterward, they practiced the Youngcheon Style, Sung Yujin's preferred method of nude cultivation.
10 PM.
At a time when everyone in the mansion was asleep, Sung Yujin and Yuria would take nighttime walks about three or four times a month. After their walks, they would engage in mutual masturbation before going to bed.
They would either masturbate each other or take turns masturbating each other. Once finished, they would retire to their beds and fall asleep.
Yuria slept in Sung Yujin's bed three times a week. This arrangement was Sung Yujin's way of ensuring she got enough rest, as she often slept only a few hours due to her nighttime training.
In truth, when Yuria didn't sleep with Sung Yujin, she would train in her room until 4 AM. Since consuming the Life Orb, she could maintain a decent condition even with just two hours of sleep per day.
As soon as Sung Yujin lay down in bed, Yuria would naturally nestle into his arms. His hand would caress her firm, supple buttocks.
Sung Yujin was the type to fall asleep quickly once he closed his eyes. At best, he'd be asleep in a minute; at worst, within ten. Yuria could tell whether he was asleep by listening to his breathing.
Yuria, on the other hand, struggled to fall asleep easily.
When she was held in Sung Yujin's arms, inhaling his scent, her heart would race for no reason, and her body would flush with heat. She found herself restlessly rubbing her thighs together.
Mmm.
She couldn't quite remember when it had started. Was it from the moment she first made a deal with Sung Yujin? Or when they began sleeping together?
Or the day they started torturing the Pfrek Bandit Gang? She couldn't pinpoint the exact moment, but at some point, she realized she was thinking only of Sung Yujin.
"...Ugh."
Sung Yujin's hand, resting on Yuria's hip, began to move. He was asleep; this was a purely instinctive movement.
Sung Yujin's hand freely massaged Yuria's firm buttocks before finally slipping a finger between them.
Yuria pressed her lips tightly together, suppressing the moans that threatened to escape. Initially flustered, she now found herself enjoying Sung Yujin's touch.
"Ugh... Massive pussy! Line it up right there!"
"...!"
Yuria startled at Sung Yujin's sleep-talking. Even though she knew he occasionally talked in his sleep, it still caught her off guard.
Sung Yujin's finger tapped around her anus before moving toward her vagina. He gently rubbed the labia minora, then began caressing her clitoris. Lubricant flowed from Yuria's vagina.
His skilled finger parted the labia minora and moved toward her vaginal opening.
The first joint of his finger slipped inside. As if aware of the virginity's preciousness, he carefully stirred within her.
"Ugh... kuh."
Yuria bit her lip, her entire body trembling from the pleasure surging from her vulva. Her blue eyes glazed over.
Sung Yujin's fingers stilled. Simultaneously, a stream of arousal fluid trickled from her vagina, soaking the bedsheets.
"Haa... haa..."
Yuria gasped softly. This was nothing like the times she had pleasured herself alone.
Master Sung Yujin... I want to offer you my virginity so badly...
But the moment she would offer her virginity was predetermined. The instant she reached the Aura Expert level, Sung Yujin would claim her virginity as his reward.
"Hngh!"
Sung Yujin's fingers resumed their movements. Escaping his touch was simple she could just lift her hand and gently push his fingers aside.
But Yuria had no intention of doing so. She wanted to savor his touch a little longer.