Chapter 222: Making a move myself hurts the body! (1/2)

Chapter 222: Making a move myself hurts the body!

Cecilia was one of the three heavyweights in the Dark Mantle, ascending to her position at a young age. She was legendary within the Dark Mantle, and was greatly admired by all members.

She’d had been traveling to various kingdoms all this time, in charge of foreign policy matters. She rarely made a trip back to the capital if there was nothing urgent.

As a central location between three countries, the Valley of Sunshine was a very special existence. That Cecilia was here meant that she must have an important mission, otherwise she wouldn’t have dithered here.

Han Shuo didn’t have many designs on this legendary woman, even if she was rumored to be very tempting. He was only a bit surprised when he heard Emily say that she was interested in him and didn’t say much else.

“Bryan, I need to talk to you alone. Come find me later.” Phoebe stretched and walked towards her own room, murmuring, “What a long day, let’s take a bubble bath and relax first.”

When Trunks and Gilbert saw Phoebe leave, they immediately started making faces at Han Shuo. Emily curled her lip and gave a very soft, low snort. She was likely a bit angry.

“Trunks, make a list of what weapons our mercenaries will use. I’ll ask the dwarves to forge them soon.” Han Shuo said to Trunks as he suddenly remembered.

“The dwarves live in a very mysterious place. How did you find them?” Trunks was quite shocked as he looked at Han Shuo with surprise.

“Thanks to some fortuitous occurrences I have a good relationship with a dwarf village, and can ask them to forge some weapons for me. Mm, I can bring this with Phoebe later. She can purchase some rare metals for me so that the dwarves can forge even sharper weapons.”

“I see. Alright, I’ll think about it tonight and then give you a list tomorrow.”

Looking up at the sky, Han Shuo said, “Mm, it’s getting late. Everyone should get some rest.”

“Honored master, Miss Phoebe has just returned to her room and hasn’t even started filling the tub with water yet. Aren’t you a little anxious?” Gilbert sniggered lewdly, his voice laced with a double meaning.

“Gilbert, if you really are getting blue balls, I can give you some gold coins so you can go to those alleyways and take care of your issues!” Han Shuo looked sideways at Gilbert and suggested.

Trunks guffawed and clutched his stomach, gasping between laughs, “He already tried today, but even though he was willing to spend a large amount of money, all of the girls in the valley think that he’s an incredible pervert due to his previous actions, so no one dares serve him.”

When he heard that Gilbert really had attempted to go whoring, but hadn’t been able to find anyone willing to serve him, Han Shuo couldn’t help but laugh heartily, “A little lewd dragon is a little lewd dragon alright. It’s too bad he can’t be lewd even when he spends money! You’re truly sad!”

Gilbert’s look of dejection turned to a look of anger, complaining loudly, “ It’s all because that you wanted me to collect virgin’s blood that I can’t get any girls. Now you even laugh at me! I feel so shunned!”

“How low, so disgusting!” Emily rolled her eyes at Gilbert with extreme disdain. She snorted coldly and walked off to her own room.

“Hey hey, are you getting something wrong here? Master told me to collect it, why aren’t you yelling at him?” Gilbert cried out loudly, aggrieved when he saw Emily scorn him so much.

“Alright, if you really can’t hold it in, you can fly to a farther city to take care of your needs. I know it’s the personality of you dark dragons. Master is willing to give you gold for whoring, don’t worry!” Han Shuo laughed oddly and ignored Gilbert, heading for Emily’s room.

Although Han Shuo and Phoebe were in a relationship in name, the two of them had yet to develop to that point. Han Shuo could only look for Emily when he had to take care of some bodily needs.

“Eh? Didn’t Miss Phoebe tell him to go visit her? Why did he go visit Madame Emily instead? Eh, is he walking to the wrong place?” Gilbert looked at Trunks and spoke in incomprehension.

Rubbing his chin, Trunks looked as Han Shuo entered Phoebe’s room, a thoughtful expression on his face. He smiled, “Stop poking your nose into your master’s affairs. You should uphold the principle of ‘Talk less, do more’.”

After Han Shuo had entered Emily’s room, he directed one of the three yin demons surveilling the shop to take up guard outside her room. He smiled cheekily and walked further in, laughing softly, “Alright alright, don’t be mad.”

“Go, go find your little Phoebe!” Emily said huffily as she glared at Han Shuo.

“Heh heh, I’d need to find my little Emily first. Phoebe can wait.”

Han Shuo walked to Emily, smiling as he didn’t wait for her to resist. He held her in his arms and his hands roved over her body, invading her luscious curves. When Emily was panting heavily, her emotions took over as she began voluntarily coordinate with Han Shuo’s actions. The two quickly shed their clothes and entangled themselves with each other with an air of familiarity.

When Emily’s body had softened into a ball of cotton candy, exhausted after Han Shuo’s multiple vigorous charges, the bit of ire left in her heart from earlier quickly vanished without a trace. Her skin was flushed red as she curled lazily in Han Shuo’s embrace. Her slender fingers tapped lightly on Han Shuo’s chest as she murmured lowly. “I know I shouldn’t be mad, but sometimes I can’t help myself.”

Running his large hand over Emily’s smooth back, Han Shuo said softly, “It only means that you care about me. You don’t need to explain. It’d be even more odd if you weren’t mad.”

Han Shuo was spooning Emily and murmuring sweet nothings to her, completely forgetting about the passage of time. He’d forgotten what Phoebe had said before. But in the other room, Phoebe had waited a long time after she’d showered and changed. She began to grow impatient when Han Shuo took his sweet time coming.

She put on her clothes and adjusted them, leaving her room and crossing the yard to walk towards Han Shuo’s room. She knocked, “Bryan, can I come in?”

Han Shuo had discovered her movements when Phoebe had pushed open her own door. When he saw Phoebe make a beeline for his room, he hastily started putting his clothes on. “Damn it, I forgot what Phoebe said just now.”