Pseudo-Villaines

Nebelhorn City

There is nothing interesting in this small town. So, after two days of transit in this city to drop off the goods, they continued their journey to the heart of the Duchy of Eisen.

The journey there takes at least three days. Fortunately, along the way there are no significant obstacles. At least one wagon whose tires have come off. It was also repaired quickly.

Three days later, they reached the capital of the Eisen Dukedom, Nebelhorn.

The city is as big as Saint Georgia City, albeit in a completely different style. From building to culture.

The city is filled with smoke. Not because of the fire. The smoke comes from houses that process the mines to be sold to other kingdoms.

The city is crowded. It was full of merchants as well as mercenary groups who set up headquarters here. The streets are filled with people passing by, most carrying large chunks of stone or crates that contain nothing. In many ways, the atmosphere is very similar to that of Saint Georgia City or Utah.

"Mr Jean, I've rented you a room. Please, here's the key. Lodging over there."

The building that Jean and Priscillia would occupy could be seen from where she stood. Based on information from HuCas employees, this is the best lodging in the city of Nebelhorn.

The room is not fancy, but it is big. There are some parts that have been hollow but have been patched. A large mattress that fits three to four people is placed on a bed that is quite reot. Overall, this place is not very good but also not too bad.

Jean sat on the edge of her bed. Priscillia too. They sit side by side. It's been a few days Jean hasn't 'filled her energy' anymore. Therefore, he grabbed Priscillia and hugged her.

"Lord J-jean..."

Jean clicked his tongue. Too bad Priscillia won't play with him. How else. Jean is a man who does a kind of 'it' thing on the basis of each other's pleasures. If the woman feels uncomfortable, it will not be exciting. Jean won't be able to enjoy it.

"Okay, maybe I should find another woman tonight."

As soon as Jean wanted to get up, Priscillia held his hand. As Jean turned her head towards him, she saw the girl's face blushing like a tomato.

"Sir. It's just that I haven't cleansed my body after the trip. I feel unworthy to give a filthy body to Mr. Jean."

Jean held back her laughter. You stupid girl. Of course Jean doesn't think he's dirty. As proof, Jean licks Priscillia's beautiful neck. A small groan came out of his mouth. But Priscillia enjoyed it.

Over time, the two struggled with each other. The bed started to creak. The two began to kiss. Now with inside. They licked each other's tongues and exchanged Saliva.

Priscillia's breath became heavy. He's huffling. His body became hot and his face was getting red. Not wrong again, she was already aroused even from a kiss.

Jean smiled like a wolf staring at her prey and laying down Priscillia. One by one, Jean begins to strip Priscillia of her clothes. Starting from clothes, pants, then **********. The beautiful body of hers that was not covered by a thread looked very beautiful in Jean's eyes.

"Please be gentle. sir."

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"Uwahhh..ramina...ouchh"

The next day, Jean decides to take Priscillia for a walk. He's never been here. Ideally, you should invite a guide to avoid getting lost. But it's not necessary. He did not want anyone to interfere with his alone time with Priscillia.

"Hmmm? Does it still hurt, Priscillia?"

Yesterday Jean was too violent. It felt like he was a little sorry to see Priscillia's strange street style. Could it be that the pulsation in his lower body was still felt?

"I don't feel pain, Mr. Jean. It's just that.there's a strange sensation in my 'belonging' area. It feels a little amused somehow."

Jean patted his forehead while sighing. Secretly, he cursed himself inwardly. Sure enough, he was too wild yesterday. But how else, Priscillia's behavior that teased her last night has left Jean out of control.

Jean puts her hand over Priscillia's head and drains her energy into her body. A sense of calm flowed from Priscillia's crown to her heart, making a comfortable sensation in Priscillia.

"Is it better now?"

Priscillia nodded. They continued their journey again.

This city is special. Although the characteristics of the people are different from those of Saint Georgia City or other coastal cities, they are friendly in their own way.

Nicholai, Jean's father, once taught him that people in isolated mountainous areas tend to be covered with outsiders. But considering that the city of Nebelhorn became a place to stop many people from outside, the population here is quite open.

Another thing that appealed to Jean was the locals' penchant for alcohol. They only sell and consume high-quality alcohol made from the best ingredients. That's why, there are so many bars scattered here. More than in Saint Georgia City.

"I'm happy to be here. Although they are a little harsh, the residents here are friendly and pleasant. But, the only thing that makes me uncomfortable is his cost of living."

Priscillia issued her complaint to Jean. He happily listened to her. And what Priscillia said was true. The cost of living here is high.

They decided to buy some apples and other fruits to fill their stomachs. But both of them were surprised to find out the price was very expensive. Ten times more expensive than in their hometown.

At first glance it looks reasonable considering that 80 percent of the types of fruits and other food ingredients are imported from outside. But still, tenfold was not a reasonable amount at all.

Again, this city is special but strange. He felt something he had felt before. And this thing will be the opening door for him.