Anti Netotare Villian-Chapter 43: Quest Rewards!

"Well, I’ve completed my quest of her. Now, grant me my well-deserved rewards," he demanded, a smug satisfaction evident in his voice.

[You have disabled notifications, idiot.] Eri retorted, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

"I’m well aware of that. I was merely playing along," he replied, his brow furrowing in confusion. "But what’s gotten into you? Why do you sound so sullen?"

[Why would you care?] Eri snapped, her voice tinged with an uncharacteristic bitterness.

"Why wouldn’t I care?" he countered, his expression softening slightly. "You’re the only one who resides in my mind, quite literally. Your presence is... important to me."

As he puzzled over her unusual behavior, a sudden realization dawned on him. "Wait a minute... Don’t tell me you’re upset because I had sex with Lisa?" He chuckled, finding the notion both amusing and endearing.

[Fuck you, Conrad!] Eri blurted out, her voice flustered and laced with irritation, before falling silent.

"Oh, you’ve gone quiet now? Well, if you ever change your mind, remember, I’m just a click away," he teased, a playful grin spreading across his face.

[...]

’The system, getting jealous because I had sex? That’s a new one,’ he mused, a warmth spreading through him at the thought. ’She’s an adorable little spitfire.’

"Alright, let’s see what spoils I’ve earned from my quest with Lisa," he said, opening the system panel. He was immediately inundated with a deluge of notifications, his eyes widening at the sheer volume.

"Wow, that’s a metric ton of notifications. Half of them are useless. Someone, summarize this mess," he groaned, rubbing his temples in exasperation.

[Summarizing notifications in a simplified format...] The system intoned in a monotonous, robotic voice, lacking the usual warmth of Eri’s dulcet tones.

[Summarization complete. Information will be displayed sequentially.] The lifeless voice announced.

[Lisa Sleth has been added to your harem, User.]

[Congratulations, User. You have received 6,000 XP from the Dual Cultivation Arts (B).]

’Holy shit, I seriously underestimated that skill... I’ve earned triple the normal XP!’ he thought, his eyes widening in surprise.

[You have leveled up. You are now Level 2.]

[You have leveled up. You are now Level 3.]

[XP required to reach the next level: 9,500 XP]

’Okay, that’s a nice boost. But why are the level requirements so erratic? Shouldn’t they be more consistent, like in games? It was 1000 for level one and now 10000 for level three... what the fuck It might as well be 100000 for level five,’ he pondered, scratching his head in bewilderment.

[You have received 10 SP (Skill Points).] freēwēbηovel.c૦m

"Not bad, not bad at all. I’m really grateful for the Duel Cultivation skill. It’s been a lifesaver," he remarked, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.

[Congratulations, you have completed Phase C of Domination. You are being rewarded with the following skill: Neuroleech (A).]

’Cheapskates! They could have at least given me an S-class skill for making her mine!’ he grumbled, his expression souring as he read the system prompt.

"Oh, wait... Never mind. The name sounds intriguing. Let’s check it out. It might actually be a decent skill, like the last one," he said, his curiosity piqued as he opened the skill tab.

[

Neuroleech (A)

Type: Mixed

Mode: Mixed

Description: This skill grants the user absolute control over extremely dangerous and hard-to-manage Soul Parasites. The user can manipulate Soul Parasites at will, using them to control or eliminate targets. Additionally, the user can employ Soul Parasites on themselves to unlock their maximum potential, albeit at great personal risk. The user can also share their vision and experiences with others at will.

]

"Oh, hell yes! That’s an incredible skill! It’s exactly what I needed. This will make everything so much easier," he exclaimed, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Having reviewed his rewards, he felt a sense of contentment wash over him. He knew this was just the beginning of his journey, and greater rewards awaited him.

"Now, I need to acquire them from Roosevelt. That would be ideal," he murmured, his mind already churning with schemes and strategies.

"I truly fucked her out of her senses," he mused, gazing at her sleeping form, naked and sprawled on the ground, her body streaked with dirt. A faint smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he took a moment to appreciate the sight before him. "Well, I might as well train while she recovers."

Before starting to train he felt a twinge of pity as she lay on the ground like a druggie. So, he dressed her, slipping her clothes back onto her limp body. He then placed his jacket beneath her head, providing a blanket to shield her from the chill. After all, she was his now, and he had a responsibility to ensure her well-being, even though she might be slut for his dick.

After that, he unsheathed his sword, as he resumed his training, picking up where he had left off before their encounter.

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Hours passed as Riech continued his rigorous training, his body now coated in a layer of dirt and grime.

"Umhm-" She stirred, her eyelids fluttering open as she struggled to regain consciousness.

"Ah, the Snowbrown awakens," he remarked, his voice laced with sarcasm. "I was beginning to wonder if you’d require a prince’s kiss to rouse you."

"Wa- Who- Master!" she gasped, her eyes widening in realization as the memories of their intense night together came flooding back. She bolted upright, her body tense and alert, despite the lingering fatigue. "I’m sorry, I must have dozed off," she stammered, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

"No matter," he replied, his tone surprisingly gentle. "Good morning," he offered, his lips curving into a warm, gentle smile that was a stark contrast to the wicked grin he had worn the night before. It was as if he had shed his predatory demeanor, revealing a softer, more approachable side of himself.

She stared at him, her eyes wide with disbelief, completely taken aback by this sudden shift in his behavior. The man before her now seemed almost a stranger compared to the one who had so thoroughly dominated her just hours ago.

"You’ve awakened just in time, my dear," he said, his voice soft and inviting. "I was about to wake you up for our next round."

At his words, a wave of soreness washed over her, a reminder of how badly she was rammed by him last night in her virgin holes. Her face flushed a deep shade of red as she recalled the extent of his vigor, and she couldn’t help but let out a light chuckle, momentarily forgetting herself.

"But Master," she protested, her voice tinged with amusement, "My pussy is crying blood I won’t be able to even walk properly for days and you are talking about stretching it for another three hours."

As soon as the words left her lips, she realized her mistake. Her eyes widened in horror, and she hastily backpedalled, her voice trembling with fear. "Master, I-I didn’t mean it like that! I’m sorry, I’m your obedient little cumdump, remember? I exist to serve your every desire," she pleaded, her body tensing in anticipation of his wrath.

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