There was one key reason why everyone wanted to reach higher stages.
Both nobles and wealthy rchants, who had no talent or interest in becoming experts, spent fortunes on elixirs that allowed them to advance rapidly, even if their foundations were unstable and weak.
Reaching the second stage ant power and respect, but also an increase in life expectancy.
Who wouldn’t want to extend their own youth?
Ethan’s older brother was over fifty, but looked no older than twenty-five, even though he was only at the peak of the second stage.
His father, nearly a hundred years old, looked to be in his late thirties, even though he wasn’t a specialist who cared much about preserving his appearance.
For Ethan, who was quite vain about his beauty and wanted to take advantage of that system for as long as possible, reaching more advanced stages was very important.
Both for him and for his wives.
With a soft sigh, Ethan relaxed, casting a sidelong glance at Evelyn.
He was drenched in goblin blood.
She, on the other hand, was impeccable, her ample chest puffed out proudly as she used a handkerchief to wipe the blade of her axe.
"Ah... I’m thirsty." Evelyn sighed, swallowing the last drop of water remaining in the gourd she had brought.
"Let’s head back. I’m out of water too, and you wouldn’t like the alternative I’ve got with ... hehehe." Ethan chuckled.
Enjoying the confused look on her face, he turned his back and tried to get his bearings on the many trails leading to Goldenveil.
Evelyn remained pensive for a mont before she understood, her eyes widening.
"Y-you... you perverted bastard!" She ran after him, her huge tits bouncing with every step.
Well... she didn’t even know if it was fair to call him that anymore, especially after everything they’d already done together.
She’d even drunk from that alternative to water that he had.
Thinking of that, she clenched her teeth, trying to suppress the blush that had taken over her face.
She would make that bastard pay for making her feel this way. She would bounce on that huge cock so hard that his hips would turn to dust!
Ethan didn’t notice the mischievous smile that spread across Evelyn’s face, right behind him, as she quickened her pace toward the settlent.
***
Despite concerns about their master’s solo adventure, the workday remained peaceful in Goldenveil.
There was another master builder among the settlent’s new arrivals, and together with the one to whom Ethan had handed the blueprint, the two began work on the new guard barracks.
They had a lot to do.
First, breaking the stones, marking out, and digging the foundations for the new rooms. Besides, of course, repairing the problems in the parts of the barracks that would be preserved.
When Ethan finally arrived at Goldenveil, the workers paused montarily, watching as their lord walked through the gates covered in blood.
Alaric, who was helping with the construction alongside the rest of the guard, clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction at seeing his lord return alive, but gave nothing away.
He closed his eyes, steadied his breathing, and returned to work.
Ulric didn’t seem stressed by his son’s anxiety, sipping a cup of coffee while watching the barracks being renovated.
That struck Ethan as odd.
Coffee wasn’t a common thing in those lands. There wasn’t a single coffee plant in all of Goldenveil.
How on earth had Ulric acquired it?
Ethan had his suspicions, but in the end, he remained silent.
The old man was wealthy and experienced. Perhaps he had bought it from so rchant who had passed through in the past.
Waving to him, Ethan entered the mansion and stopped imdiately afterward.
In the kitchen, there was a young girl no more than sixteen years old, with a simple appearance and gentle eyes.
She was tending to the pans on a wood-burning stove, a sweet scent of rice and cooked at filling Ethan’s nostrils.
"Oh... My Lord! My mother said Miss Alice would be busy today and that I should co make dinner for you! I-I’m sorry for coming in without permission!" the girl declared, stuttering slightly.
"It’s all right." Ethan nodded, running his hand through her hair. "Your mother raised a good child. I’m just going to take a shower, and then we’ll have dinner."
The girl closed her eyes as he stroked her black hair, the tension and anxiety on her face easing slightly.
Evelyn approached the stove and lifted the lid on one of the pots, where a thin cut of wild boar at was simring slowly.
No bad sll, so it was probably a female or a castrated male. She hated that piggy sll, even though she liked the at itself, so she perked up.
"It looks delicious..." Evelyn smiled softly. "Thanks for the al, honey."
The girl blushed at the complint, lowering her head. Stiffly, she returned to the pots.
Exchanging glances, Ethan and Evelyn went to take a shower, washing the sweat and goblin blood from their bodies.
After drying off, they changed clothes and had dinner.
Sending the young girl back ho with a small gift, Ethan accompanied Evelyn to her room.
Since Alice was still absorbing the mana core, he would have to sleep with Evelyn until she finished.
Lying down on the wide, comfortable bed, Ethan relaxed, finally giving his exhausted legs a rest.
A whole day of walking through a humid, rugged forest wasn’t easy, not even for an Awakened.
Ethan’s eyes fell on Evelyn, who was walking slowly toward the bed.
Her hands touched the mattress, followed by her knees.
Slowly, she crawled up onto him, her hands resting on his strong chest and her plump, full, round ass nestling into his lap.
Her long, slender fingers reached for the tight top, and with a gentle motion, she unbuttoned it, revealing large, heavy breasts, covered in perfect tan lines and crowned by soft, pink nipples.
Ethan’s hands imdiately reached for her huge tits, firm yet soft, his fingers swallowed up by those plump, perfect mounds.
"Fufufu~~" Evelyn giggled, her eyes taking on an expression that made Ethan feel a little strange.
Leaning over him, her lips parted. "I’m going to cripple you."
"Oh shit..."
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