章節 15: A potent alcohol
Climbing out of the cave, the first thing that Brutus noticed was the darkness of the world.
It was already night.
Standing at the edge of a cliff, he stared down at the slopes of a mountain, a grimace on his face. 'I wonder how Casablanca is coping, the chief should be back already by now'.
'Did he find out?'
'Did she manage to deceive him?'
Thinking of the chief, the look on Brutus' face turned cold and dark. 'He better not lay his hands on her!'
After his session with Leah, the bounty hunter and discovering that the significant event he knew of and was wary of would happen tomorrow, Brutus had no choice but to accelerate his plans.
He didn't just accelerate his plans, to accelerate it, he created a contingency plan to make up for the lapse in time.
Brutus was renowned as the Lord of Profanity for a reason.
He was a man with wild views of sex and sexual fantasies, but he also had a very high standard for the opposite sex that he got engaged with.
Back in the future as the Lord of Profanity, Brutus already had a go at thousands of women, both young, mature, and old powerhouses, but just to please them. As for the women he had actually slept it, they were less than a hundred.
This was because of his ridiculously high standard.
Brutus had no qualms with playing with and pleasing a woman, making her enjoy the sensation of his heavenly touch and to experience an orgasm from it, but he had high standards for the women that gets to see his rod.
'The rod is the pride of a man'. This was his belief.
'My rod is my pride'.
Aside from earlier in his life when he was still weak and naïve, in every other scenario, Brutus only slept with women that he loved.
And of them all, Saint Caia was his favorite.
He loved the Saint of Darkness.
Jumping back in time, Brutus was determined to fulfill his wild sexual fantasies with women but that did not necessarily mean sleeping with all of them.
He had a spec, and he would go for only those that he loved.
Now though, his hand was forced.
His contingency plan involved making use of the Ultimate Pleasure Potion to have an unforgettable experience with a woman of his choosing to tackle the bottleneck he was facing together through forced dual cultivation.
It was not that Brutus did not like penetrating women, it was just that he had a weakness, a flaw; a flaw that no one expected of the renowned Lord of Profanity.
Brutus had a weakness of falling in love with most women that he slept with.
This was partly because all the women that he had ever slept with willingly were all otherworldly beauties that cultivators would kill for, but also because it was his weakness, a weakness that he had tried to no avail to shed.
Since jumping back in time, Brutus had met and seduced 4 women; Casablanca, Freya the maid, Emily the brothel matron, and Leah the bounty hunter.
Of the 4 women, Brutus now had to make a choice.
He already made his choice.
Of the 4 women, only 1 of them was his spec, Casablanca.
Over the past few days, as Casablanca did her best to please him, he started feeling something for her. His mental fortitude as a 7th realm Lord cultivator enabled him to shrug off his feelings, but now, the situation pushed him.
Brutus no longer suppressed how he felt.
Riding the horse down the slopes of the mountain, thoughts of only one woman dominated his mind, Casablanca.
A few minutes later, Brutus finally arrived at the farm. He tied the horse to a tree outside the farm to avoid attracting attention before sneaking in.
No one noticed him.
To his surprise, Casablanca was not in the chief's room which made it even easier for him. He snuck into Casablanca's room.
Casablanca was not sleeping. Rather, sitting on top her bed, this beautiful 23-year-old lady fidgeted anxiously as if she was worried about something.
Before she knew it though, she felt a shadow creep towards her.
"Ah…!" Casablanca almost screamed in fright when Brutus placed a finger to her lips, silencing her.
"It's me". He whispered calmly in his deep voice.
Hearing that voice, Casablanca calmed down immediately as she looked into those alluring purple eyes. "Where have you been?" She whispered.
Brutus did not answer, he answered by kissing her passionately on the lips.
The Lord of Profanity had always been a man of passion.
In most cases, he suppresses it but when he decides not to, this passion blossoms. At this moment, Casablanca felt the passion behind that kiss even as his hands grabbed her buttchecks from behind.
"Umm…," she moaned in a muffled tone.
At that moment, there was a sound at the door as Casablanca flinched, pushing him away just in time as the door was pushed open.
Brutus looked only to see Urus standing at the door, shirtless and only wearing casual shorts.
Seeing them, Urus was surprised and first and then he laughed coldly. "You slut! You really are having an affair".
He stared at Brutus coldly. "Slave, you're a lucky man huh?"
"Now, get outside, tonight is my turn".
He walked confidently towards them.
Brutus looked at Casablanca who looked back at him, a desperate look in her eyes. Seeing that look in her eyes, Brutus finally understood everything that happened while he was not around and why the chief was not causing a ruckus.
Brutus looked at the boy as he walked closer, then he nodded. "Thank you".
"Huh?"
Bam!
Brutus' right arm moved so fast that all Urus saw was a blur. Hitting the boy's neck at an acute angle, Urus collapsed on the ground immediately, unconscious.
"…!" Casablanca's eyes widened.
"He's alive, I just knocked him out".
She finally looked at him again, question marks written all over her face.
"Maybe I'll answer your questions later, but for now, you have to give this to the chief and make sure he drinks it". Brutus handed a bottle over to her.
Casablanca took it hesitantly. "What is this?"
"A potent alcohol that can easily knock out a cultivator like the chief. That way, he won't react even if he hears sounds that should usually trigger him".
Casablanca stared at him; eyes widened. "You mean?"
Brutus nodded. "Give it to him and come let me give you the experience of a lifetime".
That was all Casablanca needed to hear, she rushed off.
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