Conscious Decision.

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[1250 - Early Night - Hovel Village, Temeria - 1 Month and 3 Weeks.]

Waiting for their blushing to subside, with Triss still hyperventilating and her hungry gaze reflecting the side effect of her fire talent, Zefron simply poured himself a cup of tea to drink after his lengthy explanation.

Keira, the first one to regain her senses, shook her head and let out an enchanting laugh, saying, "Oh my, you really are quite skilled at weaving compliments."

Shrugging, Zefron responds to Keira's teasing, "I'll do anything to be able to eat under your skirt more often."

Standing up and making her way toward Zefron, Keira said to the dark-haired man while stroking his dick under his pants, "Well, clearly three times a day is not enough for our little monster down here."

Pausing and letting his desire guide him, Zefron replied teasingly to Keira while touching her clitoris under her dress also, "Then how about our muffin? Satisfied with our little monster kneading and shaping?"

Smiling and only inches apart from Zefron's face, Keira purred, "Satisfied. She's satisfied. So, what are you waiting for, handsome? This muffin needs to be devoured."

Smiling as well, Zefron lifted her chin and asked, "Where does this muffin want to be devoured?"

"Out in the open, like a common dessert."

"Ho ho ho, is today's theme voyeurism?"

Breaking the kiss, Keira frowned and asked Zefron, "Can we use iteration to avoid getting caught? I just like the thrill, not the actual things."

Chuckling, Zefron reassured the blonde, "Of course, beautiful Keira. But…"

Turning their heads toward Triss, who was squirming at the table with her eyes locked onto Zefron while her pants were already damp with yellow water, the two of them exchanged glances.

"We need to make her pass out first."

"Yeah. There's no way she won't get loud."

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[2 hours later.]

Cleaning the cum in her vagina with already used panties, Keira, still naked from bending down throughout Hovel Village, asked Zefron, who, was currently biting and sucking on Triss' right tits, which caused her sister to squeal and moan loudly, even though she had already passed out from the exhaustion of masturbation earlier.

"Did you think my pee would be noticed by the villagers? My pussy is quite active today. Too many showers."

Breaking the biting which makes Triss instantly crease her brow, Zefron replied to Keira while standing up to wear his clothes, "Nah they won't. I think. Unless they have some kind of dog that can talk that is."

Finishing wiping the cum away from her vagina, Keira asked Zefron curiously, "Oh yeah, over the past one months that we've been shagging together, I've noticed something. Why do you love creampies so much? Every time, whether it's a blowjob from Triss or any job at all, you always ruin my dress and immediately go inside. Why is that? Care to tell me now?"

Wearing the clothes and sighing, Zefron's answer made Keira's hair stand on end. "It's a form of coping with my bloodlust. Do you remember when I once said, 'I rape the three of my Puppets'? And you know what the creampie did, right?"

Seeing Keira fearful and trepidation, and Triss looking down in guilt, for this was the reason he had let Zefron fuck Keira, driven by her selfish desire to make her first time the most memorable moment of her life, Zefron continued.

"Yes, that's what always rings in my head when I look upon the pink meat of a vagina, to create another pink meat with that enchanting red hue that comes with birth. And, because you Keira, a sorceress, are infertile, this is why I decided to make use of that functionality."

"Knowing full well that if I don't creampie, or kill my childrens, or don't have any children at all, the three of my former Fate Bound persons will not go to that extreme to backstab me. Instead, I let my bloodlust guide me, which resulted in their lack of full cooperation and, as a result, my winning bet to go lower even further."

"Which is why I don't have to worry when it comes to you. And as a result, it becomes a coping mechanism in my head to trick it, that I've already done the deed."

Now the one hyperventilating is her, hearing Zefron reason, she wiped the tears of having been exploited in her eyes, thinking he is doing this to make her feel at ease because she can't give birth, Keira waved her hand to conjure up her dress and said to the man with chuckle of heartache.

"If Triss hadn't told the story about your past, maybe I would be running out of here and calling you a 'monster' again."

Knowing that she is in fear, but there's nothing he can do if he doesn't want to lower Fate Binding's fine-tuning any further, Zefron consoles Keira, "If you don't want to let me inside you again, it's okay. I understand that."

'But if my bloodlust suddenly flares up and there's not enough reason or motive to keep me grounded, I didn't know if I should keep my word to them or not. Sigh, cultivation is harder than destroying. What a long and difficult journey that I probably need to go through…'

Shaking his head, Zefron then continues, "And I am sorry for the Fate Binding; there's nothing that I can do about it."

After calming down once more and hearing Zefron saying that, Keira looks up, still with an expectant yet regretful tone, and asks again, "Is there really nothing? Nothing at all?"

Looking into his mind to the Fate Bind long-ass parameter that goes:

'Let Keira flirt with another man if the action leads to mutual benefit for me, Triss, and Keira. Let Keira kiss another man if the action leads to benefit for the three of us, if it involves coins. Let Keira sex with another man if the action results in our collective coins exponentially increasing and having the greatest influence in political standing. But above all else, cultivating extreme loyalty toward me.'

To the one in the middle that he started to lose hope.

'Let Keira flirt with another man if the action leads her to benefit over the endeavor. Let Keira kiss another man if the action leads to her benefiting, regardless of whether it's a promise or something concrete, as long as it provides a benefit. Let Keira sex with another man if the action leads to any political standing and adds coins to her purses. But above all else, cultivating extreme loyalty toward me.'

To the one at the bottom that he already lost all hope but still decided to experiment.

'Let Keira have flirted with another man. Let Keira have kissed another man. Let Keira have sex with another man. But above all else, cultivating extreme loyalty toward me.'

Zefron had already given up, and there was no way he would let her go wild if even the most basic form of loyalty toward him was not attainable, "Yeah… There's nothing."

Letting Keira sulk in the corner, Zefron said to the naked Triss that closing her eyes with her hand, and probably guilting over using her friend like this as a replacement, before they go to Toussaint to enjoy their honeymoon.

"Triss, are you ready to see the Wiley family's heads? I'm afraid Nappy might be going crazy right now, not understanding why he's unable to even taste their blood. And I don't want to torture the poor boy any longer, because it's training, not punishing him."

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After passing through the small tributary of the River Ismena, Zefron looked up at the cave that intersected directly with the sandy edge of the bank. Hearing loud 'roaring' and the flapping of wings inside the cave, which was likely due to the boy nearly going mad from the sensation that the rope around his neck that won't go away, he turned to Triss.

"I'll go inside first. You can wait outside to gather your wits."

After saying that, Zefron jogged into the cave where they had placed the individual they had schemed against from Novigrad for months, along with many other items, equipment, and weapons that he custom-made in the Free City.

"Hik… Plase get away… GET AWAY!"

Hearing Dariel Wiley's scream reverberate throughout the cave, Zefron increased his pace, fearing that Nappy's leash might snap, even though he was sure he had already established a Fate Binding that prevented him from clawing the rope.

Entering the part of the cave where four detached heads lay on the floor, their eyes directed straight at their father, who was currently pissing his pants in the corner, his hands and feet bound together with chains of iron, Zefron commanded Nappy, who was only five meters apart from Dariel.

"Stand down, boy!"

Seeing the Manticore paw still trying to claw the leashed rope in his neck and wanting to eat the delicious manling in front of him, Zefron just controls him with Fate Puppetry to make the boy stop his action.

"Sigh. It seems it will take years before he can control his hunger."

Hearing another unfamiliar voice and seeing a face he had never encountered before, Dariel's mind raced as it clicked, and he exclaimed, "IT'S YOU! YOU ARE THE ONE BEHIND ALL OF THIS!"

Walking to Nappy, who had a rope leash around his neck and his paw attempting his hardest to remove it, he undid the effects of the Fate Binding that prevented Nappy from tearing apart the cord, something he knew the boy could easily snap. And, listened to Dariel's rambling.

"I thought it was because of Dalimira that Vizimir II decided to warn me. I thought it was because my son was courting and his hobbies got to his head, and decided to lay his hand on the princess. But no, he wouldn't do that. I am sure of it. He's a good boy, always listening to his daddy."

"And when one of the platoon of my guard suddenly goes missing, I thought it is a form of warning from Vizimir II that my boy is laying his hand on he should not be supposed to. But now this is good. It's good. I can be at ease now, my boy listening to his daddy's instructions."

Looking at the black-haired man who was so handsome and muscular, Dariel asked the man, as he was sure that everything had a price, even though it was a loss that he didn't get to taste four of his children again, looking at the four detached heads. But in his mind, it's okay, his favorite son is safe and secure in Tretogor.

"What do you want? Money? I assure you, I can get what you asked for—hrgm, rhgmr?"

"Nah, I am good."

After using the same rope that was used on Nappy earlier to shut his mouth, Zefron turned to the 'big kitty' that was staring directly at Dariel, drool evident on its face.

Approaching the big kitty, Zefron spoke to Nappy while stroking the underside of his chin and petting his lion-like mane, "Calm down, calm down. You'll taste him sooner or later. But we need to wait for your mama to finish her conviction, okay?"

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[Five minutes later.]

Seeing Triss, who a moment ago was walking with the gait of an empress but immediately crumbled and started shivering upon entering the room, Zefron stood up and drew his rustic steel dagger.

"Take this. Just tell him that you were one of the accomplices, and immediately kill him. Don't think too much about it. I don't want your innocence and care to be tainted any further. Your selflessness is the most valuable asset to me."

Nodding her head and taking the rustic dagger from Zefron's hand, Triss took a deep breath. It is true that Triss is the one who wanted this to happen, asking Zefron to gather more evidence about every single Wiley member in their mansion and deciding, as Zefron had suggested, to be the judge of someone's life.

Knowing that if their family continued walking in the realm of the living, many people like Rebecca would suffer on the same hook they had used to hang their victims.

Simple folks who didn't know anything and just wanted to remain active members of society, were being dragged into the madness of nobility's playthings, and Triss just couldn't take it anymore.

Looking straight into Dariel's eyes, which were currently squirming in panic with each muffled sound from his mouth, Triss spoke in a stuttering voice while tears constantly streaming down her cheeks, "I am an accomplice."

With that, she stabbed him in the heart, and immediately ran to Zefron's embrace crying in agony, because this is the first time for her to have made a conscious decision to take someone's life on her own accord.

Unlike in Aretuza, where she convinced herself that she had no other choice if she wanted to continue her studies any further, now, things are different.

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