Chapter 235. Future problems for future me

Aylin had already sent capable parties to every Dungeon in Fractured Peaks this morning to investigate, and the unanimous response she got back was that the number of monsters inside had indeed increased considerably.

Fortunately, with Nightmare Dungeons being closed and mid to high-level Wanderers having nothing better to do, they returned to farming normal ones, barely being able to keep things under control.

Helen also put Kyovashad on high alert, and every major city is now patrolling the areas near Dungeons to ensure that if monsters break out, someone will notice.

[We also considered sending copies of Kyovashad's Herald around the major cities with a message mentioning this, but we decided not to in the end.](Mei)

"Indeed. That might cause mass panic since it's difficult to understand the situation fully. Worst case, riots might happen, adding to our troubles even more."

[What do you think we should do? Any suggestions?](Hella)

"Hmm... I'm unsure if they are related, but maybe the extra monsters are because Nightmare Dungeons are closed. So all we need to do temporarily is keep clearing regular Dungeons until things recover to normalcy."

Everyone paused at those words and looked strangely at the 'beta-tester' who would be responsible for checking out the new Nightmare Dungeons six days from now.

After some banter, Michael discovered that the ideas he had previously presented were all set in motion. He was most interested in the roads, and they would soon begin planting the Oak seeds to ensure the workers' safety.

The brewer Milo was the one enjoying himself the most, as his new concoctions were incredibly appealing to both Wanderers wanting to take off the edge after some harsh Quests or Dungeon dives and nobles alike.

[After you told him about the new drinks being collectibles and how the more aged the spirit, the more precious and delicious it is, Rolo took it on himself to properly advertise it.](Helen)

[I've heard that the nobles placed an order so big that Milo will have to work for the next two years to fully cover it.](Hella)

[If he expands his brewery and hires more help, he should be able to finish it faster, no?](Mei)

[It's not that easy. You know that most of the land in Kyovashad is in the hands of the nobles. They won't give it up peacefully.](Hella)

"Then have him buy land somewhere else. Isn't there still the Dry Steppes and Scosglen?"

[But... he's not a Wanderer himself, right?](Evelyn)

[He means to open a branch as he told us to do with the newspaper.](Tia)

"That's right. He can buy the terrain, plant whatever he needs to, and hire others to take care of it. Once the harvest is ripe, they will transport it to Kyovashad, where the brewery can make it into delicious drinks. Easy, right?"

Among the sisters conversing, only Mina was oddly quiet, unable to even look Michael in the eye.

As for the reason... he could think of a couple, including her, knowing that he knew she spied on them while having sex in the bathroom. So, in other words, the petite Priestess was embarrassed.

Left behind with only Helen, the Necromancer couldn't help but mentally debate the word 'petite' he used on Mina. Height-wise, he stood somewhere between 1.85 and 1.95 meters tall, while the svelte but nicely developed Helen was probably between 1.75 and 1.80.

With a full ten centimeters shorter, Mina was probably around 1.65 at the 'worst' and 1.70 in the best-case scenario. She wasn't short by any means, but compared with Aylin, Helen, Mia, and Hella... she was closer to Tia, Evelyn, and Neyrelle.

'Fortunately for her, none of the other sisters compare to her in terms of development.'

Turning to look at his tigress, he tried to evaluate her with impartiality. Sharp face features and a pair of soul-stirring eyes, slender neck, C-cups, a flat abdomen, narrow waist, perky bubble-but, and a pair of legs that are long for days... 

Swallowing the saliva that unknowingly accumulated, Michael's dishonest hands began teasing the pretty tigress while he mentally compared her with Mina.

'Mature and relaxed facial features and innocent green eyes hint at her gentleness and artistic disposition. Milky-colored skin highlights a pair of D or E-cups, followed by the same narrow waist and a big Brazilian-type but. Unlike Helen's perky ass, Mina's appears more elastic and fun to smack... Huh!?'

Realizing something was wrong, he turned to look at Helen again with a strange gaze.

[It's taking effect?](Helen)

"Did you drug me with an aphrodisiac? Again?"

[Hmpf! Otherwise, do you think you'd have the guts to do what you're thinking?](Helen)

"Huh?"

[Tonight, you're sleeping in Mina's room.](Helen)

Looking at Helen's provocatively raised eyebrow, Michael's right hand grabbed onto her waist and pulled her onto his lap, massaging her perky but under her vicious, glaring blue eyes.

He pondered her intentions while still under the effect of the aphrodisiac. It wasn't enough to cloud his thoughts but certainly sufficient to act as a slight push.

"I thought we already discussed this. Just because I'm staring doesn't mean I'll do something. It's just how men are. Furthermore, you're more than enough for me."

[And I told you already that I wouldn't be jealous. Furthermore, we're talking about Mina. She's my sister. Do you think I'm doing this for you?](Helen)

Seeing the tigress snort while admiring the sneering expression on her face fueled the aphrodisiac-poisoned blood in his system, making his hands roam her backside with greater intensity.

He wasn't a hypocrite. He had considered getting himself a harem, but the complicated social connections that come with the territory were a big detractor.

Also, he wouldn't risk hurting the tigress since he enjoyed her company immensely. She was, without a doubt, the person he trusted and relied on the most in this world.

"Are you sure you won't get jealous? You know very well how I feel about you, and I don't want to risk losing you over something as casual as sex."

[Like I said, I am doing this for Mina. It's not like you didn't notice how she's looking at you. Leaving the peeping aside, she is still pure after being almost 25. We tried finding her a man before, but they were all beaten half to death by Aylin or Hella after failing the 'interview.' On the other hand, I trust you more, and her feelings for you are obvious.](Helen)

"You are avoiding my question. Would you be jealous of her if that happened? Because if the answer is yes, then even if it makes you angry, I wouldn't consider it. As for the aphrodisiac... *Snort* don't I have the perfect person to vent on sitting in my lap?"

[*Giggle* The aphrodisiac is more for her than you as well. Also, I won't be jealous.](Helen)

Michael wanted to continue quibbling but stopped upon seeing the strange thing in her right hand. 

Realizing it was the control array for Mina's peeping formation, the Necromancer bit the tigress's neck, causing her to moan in a subdued voice. 

As the man's hands were starting to move under her skirt, she decidedly slapped them away, giving the man a disdainful gaze as she stood up, leaving the words 'Her door is open. I'll be watching.' behind and strolled away with her perky butt swaying enticingly with every step.

The aphrodisiac was affecting his thinking more and more by the second, and even if he could easily activate his Essence and remove the 'negative status effect,' he decided not to. Staying in the pavilion and mulling over the situation at hand, the Necromancer was a bit torn.

'Truth be told, Mina's mature body and innocent face are a killer combination that I really want to taste. Helen doesn't seem against it either and even wants to watch. As for why not bring her into our room and have a threesome... well, it might be too much for a certain virgin who couldn't look me in the eyes after realizing that her voyeuristic act was caught.'

Furthermore, unlike the experienced tigress who took lots of effort to conquer in bed due to her wild nature, Mina appeared to be the submissive type, making Michael swallow another mouthful of saliva while imagining certain scenarios.

Deciding to talk it out with the Priestess whilst his consciousness was still somewhat clear, he stood up and walked toward her room.

For some reason, the other girls were also missing, and the entire mansion was strangely quiet. Except for some servant girls he saw here and there going about their business, the sisters - from young to older - were gone.

Standing in front of Mina's door and trying to figure out if this was a test from Helen, the Necromancer shook his head and knocked gently to show his presence.

'She wouldn't go that far after this entire time. Furthermore, she's the straightforward type. Well, let's deal with this first.'

Hearing no response to the knocking, Michael raised an eyebrow and slowly pushed the door, finding that it was indeed left open. 

Unlike Helen's maturely painted room, Mina's had hints of innocence due to the many 'plushies' spread around the bedroom, as well as the pink-painted walls.

After glancing around the room, he stepped inside and closed the door behind him as he saw the Priestess on the bed wearing nothing but a sexy blue negligee.

Her left hand was caressing her massive assets, while her right was inside her panties, producing a strong visual impact.

She finally seemed to have noticed him, but her eyes were glazed over, and she wasn't too bothered by his presence.

"Mina..."

Being rendered speechless by the incredible sight in front of him, he quickly activated his energy vision and scanned the room. Surely enough, he saw not one but four different 'peeping arrays.' 

Cursing at the shamelessness of the sisters who knew how to play, he also noticed that Mina's internal energy was chaotic, similar to his own, but in a more severe matter.

Realizing she was also 'drugged' by a certain tigress, Michael frowned and prepared to leave the room. Thirsty, bricked-up, or otherwise, he still had his bottom line.

[Don't leave...](Mina)

Hearing the low gasping moan behind him and sensing his left hand caught by slightly wet fingers, the Necromancer's resolve shook as if hit by a class 9 earthquake. 

Still, he gritted his teeth and responded as calmly as he could.

"You are not thinking straight. It seems that Helen drugged you with an aphrodisiac as well."

[It wasn't her. I took three doses by myself...](Mina)

Surprised by the sudden revelation, he turned to look at the woman and was hit with a most wonderful scene. Mina's blond cascading hair was messy and covered her fair shoulders, as her one-piece negligee had fallen from her shoulders and was barely covering her tempting breasts. 

Her innocent face was flushed red, and with her crouching position, he had a direct view of both her massive assets. Leaving the cleavage aside, her plump ass was up in the air, uncovered by the thin fabric.

Feeling his reasoning waning with each passing second, he turned around and lowered his face closer to hers.

"Are you sure?"

[...](Mina)

All he got in response was a messy kiss and panting sounds from the woman, stoking the burning fire inside him even more.

Grabbing her waist and pulling her from the bed in his arms, he felt the Priestess's legs wrap around him as his hands supported her weight by holding her ass.

The elastic feeling as if he had grabbed a colossal marshmallow was intoxicating as he indulged in the sweetness of Mina's lips and saliva. It was one of the aftereffects of the aphrodisiac, but he enjoyed it tremendously as he nibbled on her lips and sucked greedily on her tongue. 

Moans increasingly louder were coming out as the Necromancer continued teasing her by biting on her neck and letting his hands roam her ass even rougher.

The Priestess surrendered herself to him, as all she could do was hold on with her hands around his neck for dear life. 

Feeling his sanity dim, Michael placed her on the bed and took off his clothes, hands reaching for the thin fabric hiding the voluptuous figure underneath. 

Seeing no objections from the woman, he directly tore the negligee, revealing two bountiful mounds, as well as the cherry on the peak. Further down was only a tiny, thin piece of fabric, densely soaked by the love juices pouring out.

Coming all the way here, there was no way he could stop himself anymore.

He would enjoy himself thoroughly, and leave all future problems to future him.