The World Is Mine For The Taking-Chapter 1076 - 166 - To The Next Location (1)

It was early morning after my intense session with Agneis, though "morning" honestly felt like a loose concept at that point. My sense of time had been chewed up, swallowed, and spat out sometime around hour thirty-something. My body felt both heavy and weirdly light—like my bones were still trying to remember how to exist properly after everything we just did.

Agneis lay sprawled on the bed like a goddess who had just descended from some wild, lust-filled heaven. She looked absolutely fucked out—no sugarcoating it. Her legs were limp and parted just enough for her pussy to steadily leak out my semen, dripping lazily down her inner thighs in this slow, almost hypnotic trail. The expression on her face said everything. Debauched. Blissed-out. Completely undone. Her mouth was half-open, like she was exhaling remnants of pleasure even in her sleep or whatever half-conscious state she was floating in.

"Uwe... he, he, heee...~" she giggled faintly, her voice airy and spaced out, like her brain was still orbiting whatever high we ended on. Her eyes rolled slightly, giving that ahegao-like expression that would’ve been funny if it wasn’t also ridiculously hot in its own messed-up way. Just seeing her like that made me feel like I still wanted to squeeze out one more round, but my body disagreed. My legs felt like they were about two breaths away from giving up entirely. They were trembling like jelly, already turned into absolute putty. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Well, I guess that makes sense, considering we fucked for almost two days..." I muttered, letting out a wry smile—one of those tired, soul-deep, "I can’t believe I’m alive" smiles.

And that was exactly it. We were so insanely horny for each other that we threw the idea of limits out the window and pushed ourselves until we were basically hanging off the edge of whatever physical threshold exists for the human body. No breaks. No slowing down. No thinking. Just pure need. And honestly? It made those six days of waiting feel like some kind of buildup engineered by the universe itself. Every second was worth it, because what happened after... was unbelievable.

***

When I finally stepped out of the room—after nearly two full days inside—I felt like someone who had just stepped out of a volcano’s mouth. My entire body was slicked in dried sweat, fresh sweat, and that humid after-sex heat clinging to my skin like a second layer. The moment fresh air hit me, it felt like my lungs were drinking something impossibly refreshing. Even the corridor outside felt like an oasis.

I had no idea a normal hallway could feel like salvation.

The inside of the room was beyond humid—practically its own ecosystem at that point. The air had been thick, sticky, warm... like the walls themselves had soaked up the heat from how much we fucked. If someone else walked in there, they’d probably think two demons fought to the death in a sauna. It was honestly insane—and awesome.

As I stretched, feeling my spine crack in eight different places after all those positions Agneis and I went through, I noticed someone approaching with a towel in hand.

"Good work, Master," Anne said in her calm, perfectly measured voice.

She’d been there the whole time. Waiting. Patient. Silent. Loyal. That realization hit me in the face like a reminder that I had basically neglected her for... what, eight days at that point? Six days from not touching her, then almost two more spent in a heaven-and-hell marathon with Agneis.

Yeah. That was a long time.

She didn’t show it on her face—robots didn’t exactly pout or sulk—but I couldn’t help but wonder if she felt something. With how she’d slowly developed emotions because of the effect of my mana, maybe she did feel lonely.

"Are you lonely, Anne?" I asked her, honestly curious.

She froze, just for a breath. I heard something metallic inside her shift or crackle softly, like gears rewinding to process the question. She lifted her gaze toward me, her eyes reflecting the hallway lights, and then she slowly closed them for a second—almost like she was sorting through files she didn’t even know she had.

"I have no idea how it feels. But maybe because I’ve been feeling weird lately, and I’m also feeling... something I don’t understand... maybe I am lonely," she said. "Maybe that’s why I stayed here for a while—so I could greet you the moment you got out."

It was sweet. So damn sweet it almost felt criminal after the sinful mess I’d just come from. Too bad my body was currently running on fumes. I was completely dry and basically coasting on survival instincts. No matter how much my brain said "fuck her," my body was like, "bro, try that and you’re dying today."

Still, after I rested? Yeah. I’d give her all the love she’d been waiting for.

***

The next day, Agneis called for me.

"It’s been a while since we last saw each other, Leon," she said with a smile, sitting on her throne like she owned the world—and well, she kind of did. She looked smug and haughty and gorgeous all at once.

"It’s only been a day, Your Majesty," I said, trying not to laugh.

"Well, it felt like forever. When I woke up after our passionate days together, you weren’t by my side. I would’ve thought you abandoned me after fucking me silly," she said, teasing me with that smile that could probably start wars.

"Well, I just wanted to give you some space since you seemed like you needed it," I replied.

"You could have rested beside me, you know? I would’ve appreciated it if you stayed while I used your arm as a pillow. I want to experience that," she said, her tone softening into something surprisingly tender.

It did hit me a bit. Maybe I should’ve stayed. But—

"The reason I didn’t do that is because I want you to experience it next time," I said.

"Fufufu. Next time, huh? Then I’ll look forward to it," she said with a cheeky grin that made it sound like she was already planning something.

"By the way," she added, crossing one leg over the other with that effortless queenly grace, "it seems you’re heading to your next location. I’m assuming you’re going to the Titans next?"

"Well, I’m starting with the Lamia tribe first since it’s closer than the Titan Kingdom," I explained.

Traveling straight to the Titan Kingdom would’ve taken seven days with no stops, but heading toward the Lamia Tribe first—just four days away—made the journey smoother. We could rest there, then take another four days to reach the Titan Kingdom.

"Lamia, huh?" she repeated, her smile turning sly. "Well, I guess it’s only natural... since it’s you."