Free Web NovelChapter 102: Lord of Lust and Sin [Part 7]
2 weeks passed since Morgana proposed the conquest of B City.
Richard had already started the plan, most of it was strategized by Morgana and Yuna, mostly because Yuna had a far better understanding of the region and Morgana had the most experience when it came to conquest.
Of course, they also had the support of both Samantha and Serenity, two local witches who are extremely familiar with the situation of the country.
If that wasn’t enough, as Richard spent more nights and even went for orgies just to hasten the initiation of the local witches, the voices that gave ideas and information quickly increased.
Now, Richard had escaped the slog of spending every day fucking and studying magic.
He was not walking through the capital city of the Philippines.
Why the Capital?
Because the conquest was going to be carried out by Morgana and the newly acquired local witches.
Except for Serenity, everyone else was dragged into the conquest.
So- what was the purpose of Richard going to the capital you may ask?
It was simply a diversion.
"Who are you?"
A group of five men surrounded Richard as he entered an old building, despite the many bright and luxurious spots in the city. The darkness and destitute spots were not lacking like any major city in the world.
The shadows were always darkest where the sun shines after all and Richard was with Serenity when they entered the destitute building which was apparently an old tenement housing area.
It was the size of a multistorey parking lot back in the US but instead of cars, people were the ones on each level.
It was an interesting sight for Richard.
He had seen apartment buildings and condos but this was the first time he saw a building complex that had motorcycles driving through the walkways in front of rooms and even small eateries, stores and other shops.
It was like a small city, apartments were treated as both housing and business locations.
Inside their homes, people lived in a cramped apartment with a whole family of seven.
Richard peaked in one of the apartments and saw that it was barely the size of a microapartment for one person in Japan.
The bed space had multiple levels, it looked like wherever you slept, it would still feel like sleeping in a coffin.
Imagine if the structure breaks?
Richard had such thoughts as he walked through the ramps and took in the sights around him.
But things changed when he reached the seventh floor.
The loud hustle and bustle was gone and in its palace was absolute darkness and an eerie silence.
Separated by a single floor, even the wind did not make a sound and the people on the floor below boasted about having free air conditioning with the strong winds.
Yet on a higher floor, not a single gust could be heard and even with the open balcony corridors, the light of the sun seems to have been blocked by something as it failed to reach into the corridors.
Serenity and Richard didn’t feel a hint of fear though as they walked through the eerie corridor and not long after were immediately surrounded.
Five men who wore balaclava’s which some would call ski masks and others call it sheisty’s.
Either way, they basically covered their faces like a bunch of thugs and no matter how Richard tried to look at them, they looked more like a gang of thieves than a group of mystics.
"That hypnosis spell won’t work, but if you do anything annoying..."
"Serenity?"
As Richard was talking, one of the men called out to Serenity-
Oh? Is he a friend of hers?
Richard felt a sense of elation, the voice of the man calling out to Serenity was not the voice of a friend but something else.
"Rick? Ah... yeah, this is your hideout isn’t it?"
Serenity answered with curiosity before she came to a sudden realization of something. Information which she likely didn’t care all too much about.
Her answer made Richard feel a bit down.
There was no lies in her words which meant that the man who called out to Serenity was not someone important to her.
So he was either a pursuer, an admirer or just a worthless simp.
"Serenity! Be careful! That man is Richard! The guy who’s connected to that witch named Cindy who started the witch hunts in the UK!"
The man named Rick called out, Richard quickly spotted him as he removed his face covering showing his face which was-
Scrawny, dark... he has a few missing teeth and they are also unevenly spaced, there’s deep yellowing, cracked lips and although his dark skin hid it, the marks of acne- popped acne could be seen... is this a mystic?
Richard was unfortunately used to mystics having attractive or plain yet very clean appearances.
Magic is, after all, a product of imposing one’s will on the world.
As a consequence, many mystics end up mildly affecting their own image.
After all, it was normal for someone to stare at their face in the mirror and see an ideal version of themselves yet they scrunch their eyes when a photo is taken.
Many talk about filters but one’s own mind is a filter in and of itself.
Much like how many people would perceive mystical phenomena and brush it off as a trick of the eyes or just their imagination. The mind was also quick to erase or blur the perception of imperfections in ones appearance when looking at a mirror.
Looking at a photo on the other hand prevents people from blurring out the truth.
Moreover, with modern high precision cameras that could even capture a near invisible strand of nose hair peaking out from one’s nose...
In any case, Mystics have a natural inclination to look good and based on Serenity and all the men and women who came from Samantha’s group, Richard believed that even here in the Philippines, despite their lack of actual mystical might, the mystics still find and develop ways to look good when they can.
But the sigh of the man named "Rick" caused this belief to crumble and it showed on his face-
"Not all mystics care about appearances, some prefer power but-"
"I’ll save you Serenity!"
Serenity, upon seeing the confusion on Richard’s face tried to explain but Rick just had to butt in as he rushed forward after pulling out a small dagger coated in poison. freёwebnovel.com
"Perish"
Yet Richard didn’t do anything extreme, all he did was say a single word and-
*thud*
Rick fell forward, dead, no drama, nothing-
The moment Rick fell-
*clang* *clang* *clang* *Thud*
The four remaining men dropped their weapons, raised their hands while taking off their face coverings and knelt on the floor.
"Boring"
Richard sighed, normally, when you watch your comrade die, you’d try to take vengeance but the men weren’t anime characters apparently and just gave up.
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To Richard, all he did was use a bit of power, infused his will into his words and the man dropped dead.
Against other mystics, his actions would be a joke, the power would be brushed off as most mystics knew how to use the power of the world, the laws of causality to protect themselves.
But the local mystics seem to lack even that knowledge.
Rick died of a sudden heart attack and multiple other complications.
A life of eating fatty foods, quick and easy meals, drinking coffee and energy drinks instead of water, extreme alcoholism and chain smoking...
The only reason Rick didn’t die was because he used mystical remedies to stave off the damage to his body.
But Richard’s mystical joke broke the frail protection that Rick had, his death that should have come years before came immediately at that moment.
Richard was unaware but even causality based defenses would not do any good as Rick was living on the knife’s edge using mysticism already.
Of course, since Richard didn’t know of it, how could the other four?
To them, Richard was someone who was akin to a deity.
Their boss was a scary man who had money to create mystical firearms, the best they could do was coat their weapons from poison that only affects enemies but not themselves.
In the face of a man who could decide their fate with a word-
Who wouldn’t surrender?
The four men ended up being forced to lead Richard and Serenity to their leader.
After all, this was the base of a local mystic on the same level as Samantha.
But-
"This is boring"
Things went easier than Richard imagined, right now, Richard was being serviced by Serenity while everyone from the mystical group based in this building watched.
Of course, Serenity was not made to undress, she was simply sucking his dick but that one act caused a stir.
Serenity was not a nobody and this mystical group was one dominated by men.
Many of the mystics clenched their fists and stared at Richard with envy as he had one of the country’s top beauties serve him publicly.
If that weren’t enough, his manhood was really monstrous.
The average size for asian males were on the lower end which is mostly due to their smaller body sizes. Nature does not discriminate, but it is logical, the image of a small man with a huge dick is a lie, the dick size is directly proportional to height and since Philippine men were on the shorter end of the global height averages...
Of course there were outliers, there were some men who were taller and they shouldn’t have felt pressure from Richard size but-
Actual magic is something that the idiots below him lacked.
All they saw was a well endowed, powerful and influential man using their crush as a cock sleeve. They didn’t know that a lot of his size was artificial, a product of magic but Riichard won’t explain that.
Of course, Richard’s goal of doing this was not a kink but-
"YOU! YOU DARE TREAT SERE-"
*SPLAT*
One man stood up, unable to endure the humiliation of his crush and a fellow countryman. In his eyes, the foreigner was a mystical invader who looked down on them but that was only half true.
Richard did look down on them, not because they were Filipino but because they were fake mystics.
Mystics who could only do party tricks... to him, it didn’t matter what one’s origin was. The important factor was ability and the men before him were dogs who thrived because no one else threatened them.
But now? Richard wanted them to understand the truth.
Serenity was wearing a long skirt and Richard commanded Serenity to stand up and-
*plap* *plap* *plap* *plap* *plap* *plap*
He fucked her from behind, the men could only see Serenity’s bouncing breast and the actions happening but the clothes had covered everything else.
Though the sounds were not at all muffled.
Some of the men immediately reacted but all those that did had their heads explode creating a surreal atmosphere.
In the dark space, hundreds of men were kneeling staring at the cold damp tiles, the scent of blood filling the whole space while the obscene sounds of intercourse echoed through the darkness. The pleasant moans of Serenity, the sound of flesh slapping.
Some of the men close to the front were even subjected to the "scent of lust".
Yet all of them could only stare at the floor, unable to look up since looking up could mean their deaths.
This should be enough of a distraction right?
