Netori: Reborn as the Human Aphrodisiac

While Mithras' group dealt with a delicate situation, the domino effects kicked off by Mithras' actions rippled throughout the region.

It started with news of the Red Cloud Theocracy battle leaking to the wrong ears, causing the theocracy's rivals to investigate the matter through various channels.

At first, exaggerated rumors and the Red Priests' best efforts prevented the theocracy's failures from getting exposed. But once some of the most promising templars and gurus started transferring to the Jade-Faced Academy, it became painfully obvious that the rumors about the Red Cloud Theocracy's losses were no less than facts.

Thus, from number two of the seven theocracies, the Red Cloud Theocracy dropped to number five, with scholars and analysts now arguing to see if it should drop further down.

The Red Cloud Theocracy's decline had begun. Meanwhile, Mithras lay in a courtyard of the royal palace, soaking in its finest medicinal bath. Not that it helped. The bath had no impact on Mithras' injuries, merely helping balance his condition and wake him up from hours of unconsciousness.

Nearby, Cassandra considered her options, wondering if breast milk and sexual fluid were really the only way to rescue her Beloved.

Honoria, however, took a simpler approach—heeding Mithras' words, and convincing the king to make a move. Half an hour later, a procession of big-titted wet nurses was running through the royal palace, with fat booties that bounced as they made their way towards the medicinal bath.

Cassandra couldn't stop them. Principles, emotions and desires all had to make way for Mithras' survival, so no matter how badly Cassandra wanted to keep those women's tits away from her beloved godson's lips, she had to let them in.

Still, that didn't mean she was going to stand there and watch—storming out before the nurses got to work. Honoria, however, couldn't control the peeping urge, biting her lips as she watched the wet nurses working on the unconscious Mithras.

*Slurp* *Slurp* *Slurp*

One such nurse was currently pushing her tits into Mithras' mouth, trying her hardest to milk her breast in the youth's lips. It didn't help that the wet nurses' cunts got messed up by Mithras's pheromones, leading them to grab his cock and ride him till he nutted in their cunts.

They would then succeed one another, riding Mithras' cock till he nutted in their holes, then line on the sidelines—rinse and repeat till every wet nurse in the area had gotten creamed to the peak by Mithras' cockmilk.

The abundance of sexual fluid all over Mithras' body poured into Mithras' internal injuries, healing them in a finger snap, and leaving no evidence of the wet nurses' lewd and corrupt deeds…except for the drizzles of cockmilk flowing out of their cunts, of course.

"Dear lord…how did that thing ever fit in me? Biology really does work wonders." From start to finish, Honoria didn't blink, cracking a small hole in an adjacent wall and watching the inert Mithras deliver a buffet of creampies while stroking her dripping cunt.

There was just a thing about watching Mithras' tall and erect meat-slab punking lewd and greedy holes that sent electric currents jolting through Honoria's lower body.

Needless to say, nothing beats the real deal. And noticing that despite having creamed so many, Mithras' cock was still hard as an iron pole, Honoria stopped trying to control her lewd urges, waltzing into the bathhouse, and walking towards Mithras with a predatory glow in her eyes.

But as the noble hussy's silky hands reached for Mithras' dick…

"The…fuck?" Cassandra returned, grabbing Honoria's hands, and sweeping the bathhouse with a dumbfounded look.

To think all it took was a two-hour leave for the rescue mission to turn into an orgy of horny hos taking advantage of her most beloved.

The matriarch's eyes turned red, her blood boiling as the full depths of her rage came crashing on Honoria.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Really, this is all your fault. Had you been a bit more shameless, we could have handled this ourselves and taken advantage of him a thousand times over by now. But noooo, 'it doesn't feel right,' she said. That's no better than grape, she said. But the real question is…would that horndog care?

Of course not. Even in his sleep, he still lives to stuff. I should have never listened to you and almost wasted a golden opportunity. But it's ok…we still have time to taste the leftovers, and I'm here for it.

So, Lady Cassandra, if you don't want a bite of the menu, please don't stand in my way, I am...starving," Honoria said in a calm and serious tone, causing Cassandra, who didn't expect this level of boldness from a bunny girl, to flounder for a moment.

"You do realize you don't have the Free Access Card, right? If he finds out, he will no doubt make you pay him back with ten times the interest."

"Unbelievable. Are you deaf to your own words or can't you hear the madness in what you're saying? Free Access Card? To hell with that! How can you endorse such madness with a straight face? You people have normalized insanity.

And I refuse to follow you into madness. So, unless you break my legs and keep me locked in a dungeon, I'm getting my fix of Mithras' milk.

In any case, I'm legally his servant anyway, my assets are his assets. At this point I couldn't care less," Honoria made a convincing case, and with a sly little smirk, gestured for Cassandra to look at Mithras' dick.

After unlocking the Reduction Secret, Mithras relied on it to suppress his pheromones, only unloading them when he wanted to mess with a lady's body.

But now that he was unconscious, the pheromones returned in full force, causing pink hearts to flash in both Honoria and Cassandra's eyes.

The matriarch's mind said no, finding Honoria's move too crude, desperate, and shameless. But her heart said yes with every beat, equally drawing Cassandra towards her godson's dick.

'This generation is getting lewder as time goes by. If I don't step up my game, it's hussies like her who will be stealing Mithras from me!

Control…stay in control. Don't lose yourself to lust and become a degenerate.' Cassandra's thoughts trailed off, and she let go of Honoria, subconsciously stepping closer to Mithras' monstercock and gasping as she tried to resist her lust.

Honoria didn't miss the signs, and sensing an opportunity to ingratiate herself with her new boss, the noble hussy pushed Cassandra's hand onto Mithras' shaft, letting the matriarch get a feel of her godson's hole-wrecker.

The matriarch entered a trance, not noticing Honoria sneaking underneath, and grabbing the base of Mithras' cock. One hand over the other, the two got to work, stroking Mithras' dick.

[Ding! Ding! Ding!]

<Major Plot Alteration…detected>

<Hidden Quest: Three-Way Rescue Plan…completed>

<Achievement: Two is Better Than One…unlocked>

<The system will now go through a three-day upgrade. Status Screens, shops and other resources will be unavailable in the meantime>

At last, Mithras stirred from his inert state, prompting the system to deliver a series of puzzling messages.

Meanwhile, a catastrophic event rocked the royal palace. After five hundred years of rule, Gaiseric di Uriah, King of the Blood-Smelting Kingdom, turned old overnight, passing away with a haggard look and wasting muscles.

He wasn't the only one. Princes, core relatives, one after the other, the male line of the House of Uriah…perished from old age—dead without exception.

The royal family…had fallen.