Prime Originator

Chapter 363 - Rolling In Bed

The following day.

Leon woke up, sluggishly to an unfamiliar environment. Memories of the previous night were fuzzy and blurred. As he tried to get out of bed, he froze. He was not alone.

One of the female servants he had seen last night was sleeping soundly beside him with her head rested on his arm.

Leon sweated.

This seems like big trouble!

A warm fur blanket covered her pristine naked body, but he could feel the smoothness akin to silk from the contact between their skin. All their clothes laid scattered messily along the floor.

"Mmm…"

The female servant issued a gentle moan and repositioned herself to a more comfortable position.

'What the hell happened last night?'

Leon gave up on the idea of getting out of bed—Not with his arm held hostage. He tried to recall the previous night but found nothing. It was a blank slate after he passed out.

Studying the scattered clothes, Leon realized the clothes were torn. Afterward, he studied the female servant's facial features.

She was a fine beauty—not on the same level as Aria, but still a beauty, nonetheless. Given some success in the practice of divine cultivation, anyone can transform into a stunning beauty.

Those who can look like fairies from the paintings are few and far between. After all, divine cultivation nourishes the body with Spirit Energy to bring about a beautifying effect. It does not change one's inherent flaws.

If a person practicing divine cultivation looked like a toad, they would only become a better-looking toad. However, a better-looking toad was still a toad, nonetheless.

Anyway, that was beside the point.

Leon noticed a few dried tearstains and felt an incoming headache.

Piecing the clues together, it seems that the female servant had not crawled into his bed willingly. Instead, it seemed like he had been a beast who forced himself on her.

Of course, Leon did not jump to conclusions just yet.

He did not rule out the possibility that everything could be an elaborate scheme from the other party to make him think that way and guilt-trip him into taking responsibility for the deed he has done.

That being said, he was not going to evade responsibility. It was undeniable that he had taken the female servant's chastity. The patch of dried blood on the bed could be seen at a glance and cannot be faked.

"Haiz…"

Leon sighed.

To think all of this had been the result of some alcohol. Alcohol was indeed a source of trouble. Look at the mess it left him. He was just thankful it was not a female gorilla that he woke up in bed with.

At some point, the female servant woke up and noticed Leon's dilemma.

"You're awake?" Leon gently asked.

The female servant nodded and softly said with consideration, "You don't need to feel responsible for what happened. We can pretend that nothing ever happened."

It took her a great deal of courage to say this because she was aware of the reality of things.

She was just a little servant with no status. Even if Leon chooses to wash his hands of the matter and leave, she can do nothing about it.

Furthermore, chastity was not really valued in the tribe. Many men and women switch partners often. People of the Darkmoon Tribe were quite open to relationships.

Thus, even if she fails to become Leon's mistress after having her first time taken, there would still be other men in the tribe willing to accept her as a mistress or concubine.

Finding a partner was never her concern.

The importance was how a talentless person like her would be treated. Even if she becomes the mistress of a Great Warrior and have her status elevated, a Great Warrior usually had multiple lovers. She would just be suppressed and bullied by them.

Just Chief Valencia's harem alone included 6 other people, and they are not all men. If Leon were to learn of this fact, he would be in for quite the shock.

When Leon heard the female servant's response, he shook his head and shelved all the complicated thoughts aside.

"There's no use crying over spilled milk. What's done is done." Leon shrugged before saying, "I just feel a little regretful."

He had a dejected look.

"May I be so bold as to ask what it is that you regret, Young Master?" The female servant asked shakingly with a dulled look.

Was she not good enough?

It was true that she had been unwilling last night, but the wild Leon had conquered her with his dexterous fingers.

The first time should have been painful, but she only remembered drowning in pleasure. It would not be bad to become Leonhardt's lover.

"There's no need to be so formal with me. You can just call me Leonhardt." Leon shook his head before he sighed, "I just regret not remembering anything!"

"Err?"

The female servant was stunned, unable to follow his words. These were not the words she was expecting.

Not caring about the female servant's stunned expression, Leon continued to speak dejectedly, "Since we already did it, at least let me enjoy it! Why can't I recall a single thing? Ah, how unfortunate!"

"Erm…"

The female servant blushed with a crimson flush, and heart raced like the gallop of a thousand hooves.

"If you want…"

"Hm?"

The female servant spoke in a tiny voice. Her eyes shifted away, and her eyes turned red as she suggests, "If you want, we can do it again…"

"You're not against it?" Leon asked with surprise.

With her face as red as a tomato, the female servant softly answered, "No…"

Leon began to smile wolfishly.

He did not hesitate to toss away the fur blanket and admire her body with appreciation. Since the deed had already been done once, he did not have any mental barriers holding him back from doing it again.

"Ahh!"

The female servant softly cried in surprise at his sudden action.

"Since I have received your express permission, I shall enjoy myself to a feast then!"

One could say the special wine had been very potent. If Leon is not an accomplished alchemist, he would have doubted that the wine was an aphrodisiac.

He still has excess energy to vent and had been holding himself back!

The female servant was embarrassed at first, but she eventually opened herself up to him. As Leon slid his fingers down her silky body, the touch sent pleasant shivers through her body.

"Mmm!"

She moaned in pleasure.

'This is it! This is the feeling!'

The female servant felt like she was becoming addicted to Leon's touch. She did not understand his touch could be so magically. Was this the legendary 'God's Hand'?

The room was soon painted into a pinkish atmosphere as the smell of sweet nectar spread throughout.

The two rolled in bed for several hours before the female servant collapsed onto Leon's chest. Her energy was spent from climaxing too many times and soon lapsed into a deep sleep.

As the female servant slept, her arms wrapped around Leon's body subconsciously tightened as her brows began to crease. Leon rubbed her head gently before she returned to a relaxed state.

He could guess that she was afraid of him disappearing after she wakes up.

Leon laid there and pondered how he would explain things to his family when returning to the Human Domain.

'Umm, yeah… I went to rescue people, but I ended up bringing back another wife…?'

Leon shook his head wryly as he thought this explanation would not do.

Some time passed before the female servant was awoken from her slumber. She was very relieved to find herself in Leon's embrace. He did not abandon her!

"You're awake."

Leon smiled.

"Mm."

The female servant nodded softly and snuggled in Leon's arms with a sweet smile.

"I have yet to learn about your name. Will you tell me?" Leon asked.

"Darlene. My name is Darlene."

The female was a little taken aback by Leon's sudden question, but she soon answered with joy. His question implied a form of recognition.

"Just Darlene? You don't have a family name?"

Leon slightly frowned.

There was something he did not understand. Even if there were talentless people, they would not degrade to servants if they had good families. Could it be that…?

Darlene shook slightly before she answered with a dull look, "I did, but not anymore. I was disowned."

Leon had a look of understanding.

Sure enough, the female servants only become servants because they were abandoned by their own family. It seemed talentless people were much more despised than he thought.

Leon patted Darlene's back in comfort and apologized, "Sorry. It was insensitive of me to have asked."

"It's okay. I don't mind.

Darlene shook her head and resumed resting her head on his chest.