Transmigrated as Baron, Married with my Lovely Maid-Chapter 124 (Mature Content)

"Ohh...hmnn....atreus...mnnn...!"

Ilyana sucked my cock so intensely and passionately.

Her tongue swirled faster, pleasuring my cock as I tugged at her soft hair and pulled her pointed ears to continue her blowjob.

Ahh...I saw Ilyana, her face flushed with embarrassment, her lustful gaze fixed on me, and she continued to force herself to pamper my cock with her delicious blowjob.

Tears even trickled down her cheeks as she seemed almost overwhelmed.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

"Princess Ilyana...? Are you in the room?"

The knocking on the door and Ilyana’s aide could still be heard along with the knocking from outside.

But I had already kept Ilyana busy servicing my cock with her tongue.

Seeing Ilyana staring at me with a weak expression and her hands cupping my ass, I knew she was enjoying it and didn’t have time to answer her aide’s questions.

I even moved my hips, ensuring my cock was still in her mouth, so Ilyana continued to lick it more intensely.

"Mmmmhhh....hmmmhhhnnn...mmnnn....!"

Oh, I could feel Ilyana’s sexy body sweating, making her glowing white skin radiate brightly.

I knew she’d forgotten about her dress, which had long since become damp with sweat from so intensely servicing my cock with her tongue.

At this point, I didn’t know if Ilyana was under the influence of a drug or a curse, but it seemed unlikely she was doing this under duress.

I could tell from her wistful gaze that she yearned to please my cock.

Heh...what a naughty and sexy elf woman.

I never thought this elf woman would be so easily tempted and submissive to someone who had successfully overcome her.

Beyond my burning desire, this wasn’t just about venting sexual desires; there was something much deeper than that.

This is about the mysterious flow within Ilyana’s magic.

I saw that the mysterious flow was related to her sexual desire reaching its peak, and at the same time, I saw the faint red line increasingly manifest on her forehead.

That faint red line wasn’t just any magical reaction, but a magical rune symbol that could only be forced open by this method.

From the conversation between Lord Vermillion and Faelor Lathiar that I had previously overheard in my recovered memories, I learned how Faelor was keeping the rune secret related to the golem currently attacking Lathiar Village.

Faelor wanted to find a wizard competent enough to conquer his three daughters because he knew a wizard with a high level of competition could uncover and control the elves’ secret weapon in Lathiar Village—the golem Ilyana had mentioned earlier.

Thirty minutes passed, and I could already feel my cock reaching its peak.

I gently tugged at Ilyana’s hair and let out a deep sigh.

"Ahh...Ilyana...swallow it all...!"

"MMMMHHH....!"

SPLASH!

SPLASH!

SPLASH!

I could see it, a flood of sperm surging into Ilyana’s mouth, some even spilling out of her mouth because it was so much.

Ilyana coughed because she’d swallowed so much of my sperm so quickly, she choked.

"Princess Ilyana...? Are you coughing...?" her aide asked when she heard Ilyana cough quite loudly.

I just smiled at her aide’s confusion.

She didn’t yet know that Ilyana was wiping away the remaining sperm that had wet her chin and lips with her hand.

After Ilyana had swallowed all of it, I could feel the mysterious magical flow that had been faint before now becoming more visible.

The faint red line that had previously been on her forehead had now become more distinct, forming a single letter ’T’.

Hmm....it’s only one letter, and I still need a clue to determine the name of the golem that attacked Lathiar Village.

I thought I’d get more than one letter as a clue to guess the golem’s name, but it turns out I only got one.

Does that mean there’s another clue letter I’ll get from Ilyana’s sister later?

I heard she has twin sisters, Xenia and Xavina, and I know that Faelor Lathiar also placed the secret letter in both of them.

For example, if each of them contains a clue letter, that means if I manage to find the hidden letter, I’ll only have three letters.

Is the golem’s name really only three letters long?

It seems possible, but from what I’ve read in Lord Vermillion’s notes on golems, it seems very rare for a golem to have a name with fewer than four letters.

Ah, shit.

It seems my goal of guessing the name of the golem targeting Lathiar Village is still far from being achieved.

But at least I’ve taken a concrete step ahead of Ilyana.

As long as I’m confident in taking each step I need to take, then I’m sure the golem’s name will reveal itself.

"Princess Ilayana, if you’re not here—"

"Orio, I’ll be right there. Tell Sylvaris to wait in the throne room." Ilyana responded immediately, having already cleaned her mouth and chin.

"A-ahh... yes, Princess Ilyana. Forgive me for disturbing you," Orio said from outside the bedroom door, accompanied by the sound of footsteps receding.

Behind Ilyana’s sweat-covered body, I could see her body growing stronger and more robust, along with her magical flow expanding, becoming more flexible and faster.

Thanks to my sperm, the magical flow within her was forced to evolve for the better.

"So... I’ll come with you, still naked like this?" I asked calmly.

Ilyana still had her back to me, not immediately responding to my question.

But I didn’t take her silence as a sign of neglect.

I saw her body tremble slightly, knowing she was still feeling the surge of desire she’d felt when she swallowed my sperm.

I sat quietly in one of the chairs at the nearest table, which turned out to be a table reserved for Lathiar heirs.

"It seems I’ve been impolite and impudent by sitting at such a sacred table..." I said quietly, immediately catching Ilyana’s attention.

"...yes, for the elves of this village, sitting naked like that in front of such a sacred table is impudent, Atreus Vermillion." Ilyana finally chimed in, though her face still flushed with embarrassment.

"We’ve even done quite intense things in front of this sacred table. It seems we’ve both been quite impudent, Ilyana."

"Oh... that’s right..."

I watched as the awkward Ilyana quickly walked to her bedroom and grabbed something from her closet.

After only a few minutes, she returned, handing me a noble outfit for men.

"This was my father’s, but it looks good enough for you to wear, Atreus Vermillion," Ilyana said.

"...are you sure you want to give me your father’s noble attire?" I asked to make sure.

"Yes, is it not suitable?"

"No, that’s not the problem. As long as you believe I’m worthy of wearing this, then I’ll wear it. This noble attire is certainly beautiful and elegant in my opinion."

"Then there’s no problem. You’re much better off wearing it than going into the throne room naked. Sylvaris will think you’re a lunatic."

I chuckled at that.

Ilyana went back to her dressing room to change out of her sweat-soaked dress, which was already partially mixed with my semen, while I got up from the chair to put on the clothes Ilyana had given me.

In front of the mirror, I saw that this attire certainly conveyed the aristocratic air of the elves.

It was just a long-sleeved white shirt with a high collar and delicate pleats at the chest, overlaid with an emerald green vest with carved silver buttons and embroidered gold ornaments running down the bottom and down the sides.

The shoulders, covered with gold fabric accents with delicate decorative details, connected by a green gemstone brooch at the neck, were a noble style I rarely see among the nobility.

A small gold chain and hanging accessories added to the overall noble feel.

Well, while the process of entering Lathiar Village was quite challenging, in the end, I was able to enjoy an incredible blowjob from a beautiful and sexy blonde elf woman, and then get this rather nice and charming noble outfit, making it all worth it.

"Atreus Vermillion, are you ready?"

My attention was drawn to Ilyana, who had just changed her clothes.

She was no longer wearing her sexy dress, but instead, she was wearing a fighter outfit that maintained its elegant feel.

She was wearing a white top with a loose cut and wide sleeves decorated with delicate silver motifs.

At the waist, a dark cloth or belt tied the entire outfit together, creating a contrast with the bright colors above.

The bottom was a simple yet functional long black skirt, allowing for free movement.

"You look like you want to fight, Ilyana. Is there a battle coming soon?" I asked.

"Yes, with Sylvaris. Ever since he started planning a coup, my twin sisters and I have been keeping our guard up, anticipating a potential fight. I don’t want to appear weak in front of him," Ilyana stated firmly.

Considering she was wearing a sexy dress when I first arrived, it seemed I had earned her complete trust.

I mean... she had already welcomed me with her deft and unforgettable blowjob, so I wasn’t on her list of people she didn’t trust.

We both exchanged glances.

Then, we left Ilyana’s private chambers.

Walking down the elegant palace hallway, the two of us finally arrived at the throne room.

I saw a group of elven soldiers in their uniforms immediately kneeling as Ilyana entered the throne room.

To the left and right, Ilyana’s aides immediately knelt down to pay their respects.

However, only one man remained standing, not bothering to kneel to greet Ilyana.

He was a tall elf with long, jet-black hair that flowed straight past his shoulders.

His face was defined with a sharp jawline, pale skin, and piercing eyes.

His all-black attire, layered with a long coat and light, finely textured armor adorned with faint ancient carvings, gave him the impression of an elite warrior.

However, from his gestures, I sensed that he didn’t view Ilyana as his master, but rather as her equal, if not superior.

Although I didn’t know this man, I could tell it was Sylvaris.

"I’ve been waiting for you for quite some time, Princess Ilyana." The man said in a restrained tone, as if he were holding back his emotions that were about to explode.

"I have my own business, and you should wait, Sylvaris," Ilyana replied calmly, passing by him with a cold expression.

She sat on the throne and motioned for me to stand beside her.

This time, Sylvaris wasn’t just looking at Ilyana, but at me as well.

"Princess Ilyana...you brought a human to this village?" Sylvaris asked.

"I won’t answer until you kneel before me, Sylvaris," Ilyana replied threateningly.

"Princess...humans are dangerous. I don’t know what you were thinking when you brought this human, but—"

"Sit, Sylvaris. Bend the knees."

Sylvaris fell silent because Ilyana had interrupted him impatiently.

I could see his eyebrows raise as he gritted his teeth in anger.

Sylvaris and Ilyana stared at each other sharply, and I could feel the air in the throne room grow tense as these two powerful figures in Lathiar Village glared at each other with hatred.

With a deep sigh, Sylvaris knelt down, his face filled with composure.

"...You must explain this human’s arrival, Princess Ilyana. The people of Lathiar Village will question your leadership if you act rashly," Sylvaris said, holding back his anger.

"I didn’t bring this human here. This human came to Lathiar Village."

Suddenly, every elf who heard Ilyana’s statement was stunned.

I could even hear some of them muttering in shock, unable to believe a human had managed to enter Lathiar Village.

"...How did that human get into Lathiar Village? Don’t we have a special seal to block the entrance to Lathiar Village?"

"...this human seems to be a wizard. He can’t possibly be an ordinary human. I can sense a strong flow of magic within him."

"No wonder Princess Ilyana welcomes this human so much..."

In contrast to the elves, who were simultaneously confused and amazed by Ilyana’s question, Sylvaris seemed troubled by what she had just heard.

"It’s impossible for a human to enter Lathiar Village without an elf to accompany him, Princess Ilyana. If you are proven to have brought this human, whatever the reason, then you have violated Lathiar’s rules..." Sylvaris warned.

"...just by bringing a human, I’m proven to have violated the rules? Are you sure, Sylvaris?" Ilyana challenged.

"Yes, Princess Ilyana. Outside Lathiar Village, those brutal humans seek the destruction of the elves. You should not be naive and think humans are good, because outside there, the mighty Dragomir Kingdom will hunt and slaughter us. You are only creating an opportunity for those humans to destroy us."

From his narrative, it was clear that this bastard Sylvaris was hell-bent on overthrowing the existing leadership.

She seemed to have been trained to exploit any mistakes made by Faerol and his family as a justification for her coup.

However, I noticed Ilyana remained calm, as she seemed accustomed to such threats.

Ilyana stood up from her throne, then grabbed my right palm, showing the Black Star in my palm to everyone in the throne room.

"He is no ordinary human. He is the last remaining wizard, and the strongest, currently fighting against the Dragomir Kingdom. His name is Atreus Vermillion." Ilyana introduced me confidently.

"Vermillion...?!"

The elves immediately fell silent, shocked to hear the name Vermillion come from Ilyana’s mouth.

Even Sylvaris stood up, filled with rage, as she knew something was amiss with her coup plan.

Well, the curtain had risen, and the stage was on.

The event has already been held.

It looks like this will be quite a fierce battle for me, as I seek to build an alliance with the elite elves of the Lathiar family.