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Bab 78: The Duke of Dewhurst

I don't like this.

No, not cleaning the dorm room... that was fairly easy- if time consuming. I'm talking more about the people I notice on my way to Opalina's clinic. It's only one or two here and there, but I see them.

They're watching me.

The streets of Dewhurst are never the safest place to be at the best of times, whether it's a petty thug or a bloodthirsty butcher you can never be too careful. I think I may have to invest in a concealed knife... a good one, that is, not that cheap, blunt leftover I was dwelling on using as an adventurer. Or maybe even something better and more suited to me, like a... no, an arcane tech device like that would be far too expensive...

Cheaper alternative would be just not to leave home without one of the girls, though.

What worries me is that the figures around me aren't doing anything other than hanging out in the periphery of my vision. Amidst the desolate mana crystal addicts and the arrayed ladies of the night, ratty looking rogues skulk silently in alleys and rooftops, their cloaks trailing behind them as soon as I so much as cast my gaze in their direction.

Thankfully the walk to Opalina's clinic is without incident, but it's worrisome nonetheless. These weren't thieves looking for an easy mark. If they didn't want me to notice them then they did an incredibly poor job of it. So poor that it leads me to believe that getting me to notice them was their intention.

Someone really wanted to send a message...

I think I may need to pay a visit to Gwinlinn and her father sooner than I planned on, get that door sealed up and saddled up with a strong, sturdy lock. Preferably one with Dwarven enchantments if that's not too much of a drain on the coin we've managed to pull together...

When I walk into the friendly interior of Helpful Heals, a weight is lifted off of my chest. "Miss Hart?" I call out, seeing as she's not in the lobby.

I hear her smooth voice from the checkup room to the right, "Dear, is that you? I'm almost done with this patient! Feel free to wait for me upstairs."

Sounds good to me. I'm still a bit on edge after my walk, so I could definitely use a few moments to shut my eyes on her comfortable sofa and unwind a bit. There's no telling what they were after so there's no use in worrying myself over it... is what I tell myself, but that's a lot fucking easier said than done.

I don't want to end up knifed in some shithole of an alleyway right after my life is finally starting to become- dare I even say it- GOOD.

By taking a couple of minutes to myself I'm able to calm down and think rationally. I can fight this if it gets any worse, I'm not alone anymore and while my girls may have their individual weaknesses they're still stronger than most of the scum around town. Maybe not so much Meri, yet, but Sam and Zutiria would make a good defense if it came down to it.

Before I can manage to dwell on it any further, I hear Opalina coming up the stairs and she opens up the door. There's a... lusty look in her eye that I was not expecting from the mature brunette.

"Drop your pants, Dear." She commands.

"Uh." This isn't really the time for this, as much as I'd like it to be. I kind of had stuff I needed to talk to her about... but Opalina seems dead set on it.

"I'll make this quick. I promise." Opalina closes the door to her living room behind her and locks it, licking her lips in anticipation.

All right... It's awful hard to say no to ANY beautiful woman with such obviously lewd intentions, let alone Opalina Hart. Although I'm bad at saying no to her, lewd or not.

I start taking off my pants, "I needed to talk to you, so-"

"After, Dear. It's been a week since I've had a taste of you. This will have to do." She smiles and kneels between my legs in front of the sofa, splitting them apart with her eager hands.

I look down into my lover's blushing face, she's positively drooling... I guess it's true, my cum really does have slightly addictive properties and since Opalina doesn't live with me it's particularly bad for her.

Obviously, I can't control myself in this situation and I find my cock rising rapidly to supply her with her demand.

"There he is... There's my big, strong man..." Opalina sighs dreamily and strips herself of her coat and then her gloves. She wastes no time in placing her right hand on the base of my shaft and cradling my heavy balls with her left.

"Mmmm..." She coos in her sultry tone as she begins to slowly work my cock, "You so full... like you want to burst, don't you, Dear?"

"I didn't get to... ah... go at it that hard last night or this morning... we're... AH-" as I talk, Opalina bends down and licks the tip of my crown with her wet and silky tongue. Her eyes still stare up at me and reassure me that she's still listening. "We're staying in a small dorm room I cleaned up... and I didn't want to... mn... m-make too much noise with our new guest a-around..."

After a devilishly placed lick on my frenulum, the sultry healer flashes me a sinful smile with her luscious, plump lips. "So you're saying you want me to make you scream, Dear?"

"Opal... that's..."

Before I can even say another word, she swallows my cock down her throat in one gloriously smooth motion. If that was all I might have been able to avoid screaming, but as she does so she not only sucks down with all she's got but she massages my underside back and forth with her tongue in a pendulous motion leaving no single spot left wanting.

"AHH, FUCK!" I moan and buck my hips upwards into her forceful, slurping embrace. Wasting no time at all the curvy brunette starts sucking me off in full. She glides my huge cock all the way from tip to base, effortlessly slipping me into the warm, tightness of her throat with such skill that even Sam would blush.

After bathing me in her mouth and studying my labored reactions, Opal pops me out of her and giggles. "You really need this, don't you? No, no. Don't tell me. I can tell just fine on my own."

She licks the underside of my cock as slowly as she possibly can while taking one of my balls into each hand and playfully fondling me firmly but carefully. "I want your cum so bad, Sweetheart... I wasn't kidding, you know... your semen is just so PACKED with mana... I... I need it so, sooo baaaad..."

"Z-Zutiria... said something... similar..." I manage to recall through waves of pleasure.

"Of course she did. For Mages like us, it's hard to ignore these sweet, precious boys..." Opalina surprises me by taking in one of my balls in her mouth and moaning against it, sending a powerful vibration into my sensitive and swollen orb. I guess this confirms it, any magic users I have sex with are going to really like my balls...

"Opal... please... I really did need to actually talk to you..." I clench my eyes and my head falls backwards against the cushions of her sofa, my right hand reaching out to firmly grasp her silken auburn curls for stability.

The mature woman senses the urgency of the matter and swallows me whole once more, impaling my cock down her throat and staring up purposefully into my eyes to watch the pleasure she gives me. I tighten my grip on her hair, not to face fuck her or anything but just to hold on for dear life as she somehow manages to suck harder and harder still.

My toes curl, and my breathing becomes ragged. Gods, it even feels like my vision is growing faint. And then she starts intentionally gagging on my cock so that her tight throat constricts and spasms against me. It's too much to bear, I'm about to cum a gigantic load down Opalina's wanting maw.

But then she stops me and with a flick of her magic wand that she pulled out from under her sweater, she taps the tip of my cock and suddenly a strange tube is attached to my cockhead. Its length leads into a very large circular flask, probably able to hold a gallon or more of any liquid placed inside.

"Sorry, Sweetheart. I wanted you to cum down my throat, too, but I need to have a supply at home so I don't lose my mind waiting for the next time you fill me up." She says with typical sultry flair.

"A-Are you fucking milking me?!" I ask, stunned but not necessarily in a bad way.

"Shhhhh. Cum for me, Dear. Come on... cum..." She reaches down and constricts the bottom of my shaft with her thumb and forefinger, making a tight ring with them. Opalina then does the tiny amount of stroking necessary to send me into a mighty climax, cum hurtling upwards into the tube like a violent stream and pouring out into the circular flash.

"Ahhhhh, there's so much... you're a good boy, such a very goood booooy..." Opalina mouths and continues stroking my spasming manhood, using her free hand to lovingly caress my inner thigh. "Keep going... keeeeep going..." Her gentle words and loving attitude only nurse my orgasm to last longer, and finally when the flask is about halfway full I start to fizzle out.

And then she starts squeezing my cock with her fingers again, milking me desperately. I scream as she starts up a powerful rhythm. First hard, then soft, then hard hard haaaaaaard... over and over again. "I know you have more for me. Don't hold back." Opalina smiles casually, as if this situation were entirely normal.

Somehow, the skilled mistress of magic is able to coax enough out of me from a single load to fill up her obscene instrument of semen storage even if it leaves me a quivering mess in the process. I have to give my props to her, I'm certainly in a better mood now.

"Good! Nicely done, Dear. Now I won't have to suffer withdrawals." She sighs contentedly before taking a sizable swig of the flask. "Truthfully I was planning to do this to you this morning after breakfast, but Meri made that not so viable."

Opalina wipes her lips off and taps her hair with her wand, fixing the mess I made when I grabbed it. "You looked like you needed it, anyway. What's the matter, is your new Guild member more trouble than you thought?"

"Sort of." I sigh and lift up my hips to pull up my pants once more. "That's why I came to see you, but then something happened."

All traces of the sensual, milfy woman who milked me dry shatters and in her place stands a fierce, angry mother hen. I think it's fair to say she could read my expression and tell that it's serious. "What happened, Dear? Tell me everything. I'll close the clinic for the hour if I have to."

I tell her that's not necessary, and I recount the day thus far. Nothing out of the ordinary, just training and cleaning until my brief walk to the clinic where I suddenly noticed I was being followed. Her face goes pale and she balls her fists, Gods above I've never seen her this angry...!

Opalina manages to calm herself enough to converse once more. "Most of the thugs in Dewhurst aren't skilled enough to shadow someone like that. I should know, I'm their doctor."

"I thought that too. What scares me most is that they were almost invisible... to everyone but me. I don't think ordinary people would have noticed them, no... it was like they wanted to be seen by me specifically."

"There's only one force in Dewhurst who could manage this, you know." Opalina says, and her words fill the air with an encroaching darkness.

"... You're not saying those were the Duke's men, were you? Come on." I roll my eyes. "There's no such thing as the Duke of Dewhurst." The Duke of Dewhurst is a local legend that cropped up around twenty years ago, just as the town started to get really bad. They say that the Duke rules the town from the shadows and his men control the sex, the drugs, the gold, and everything in between.

Utter dragon shit if you ask me, just a bunch of drug addled peasants looking for anyone to blame for their own sorry lives but themselves. I wouldn't be surprised if some of them even think I'M the Duke of Dewhurst. It probably doesn't help that I've resolved myself into becoming the villain they think I am, when I need to be.

"Are you telling me you think that the feeble, doddering old drug-dealing village chief is really the one calling the shots around here, Dear?"

"... Well, no but... I assumed it was the local lord who looks over this province."

Her seriousness only raises the tension further as she shakes her head. "Sweetheart, you hardly ever leave your Guild. You don't know as much about this town as you think you do. I guarantee that if the local lord was truly in charge then Dewhurst would have been cleaned up years ago. There's... a persistent darkness in this town, my love. I've seen it and even felt it... Whether or not it's actually the fabled Duke of Dewhurst or something else entirely, though, that's anyone's guess."

...

I'm a smart man, I'll admit that. Opalina is smarter. And if she tells me this with such a straight face, there's nothing I can do besides believe her.

Without much to add, I nod my head.

"Fix the door." Opalina commands, not asks.

"I'm going to go to Shatterbrew's and etc. to have it done today, but I really wanted to see you about your friend, Nikita. Any news on her?"

"Well actually, she just arrived in town today. I patched her up an hour ago so I'm afraid you just missed her. I did actually tell her a bit about you, though, and she was interested in dropping by sometime soon... but..." She starts thinking to herself and formulating a plan. "How about I escort you to the Dwarves and after that I'll go off and find Nikita? I have a good idea of where she might be, and I'll give her an update on your situation and try to have her stop by tomorrow..."

A good plan, minus the escort part. "I appreciate the offer, Opal, but I'm not sure how much use a White Mage would be as an escort. I don't want to risk you getting dragged into... whatever is happening."

She looks at me with a tilted head. "White Mage?" She starts laughing. "Me?"

"... Well you're a healer, aren't you? There's only so many types of healing magic, and you're not a user of nature magic and you're certainly not a summoner who has access to a summon with healing capabilities."

"Dear, I thought you knew. I certainly thought little Zuzu would have mentioned it, she grilled me for hours that day we met! White Mages use the power of their own faith to heal others, I, ah... was never very good at that school." Opal laughs, though it carries with it a somber tone.

"I invented my own branch of healing magic." She drops this out there as if this were a casual statement when really it's anything but.

"... That's... not... normal." My eyes open up wide, and now suddenly a lot of things become more clear to me. I guess it was a little funny to me how when I read about all the types of magic I never stumbled upon anything that sounded similar to Opal's particular style, and it's no wonder Zutiria's eyes lit up with curiosity when she watched Opal heal Sam.

She was watching spells she'd never even heard whispers about.

"Well, I suppose not for any random mage you'd find off the street." Opalina laughs uncomfortably before adding, "Bit more common for an Elder Archsage, though..."

...

Ah.

That's... certainly something.

I could have sworn the woman who raised me just admitted to being one of the strongest Mage classes in existence.

"I suppose it's for the best if you tag along, then."

"Oh, don't look at me like that." She giggles playfully and blushes, her demeanor becoming shy and distant. "That was a long time ago. I haven't used an offensive spell in over forty years... I'm probably useless by now, Zuzu is better than me most likely. But I could still put up a good fight if I HAD to. At least if it came down to protecting my sweet, sweet little man."

She winks at me and I can only nod my head at this revelation. "Yes, Mommy." I say, dumbfoundedly.


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