Leveling Up by Defiling Milfs-Chapter 68: Ch: Sneaky Tip-Tap.
Daniel drove into her with primalistic potencique pounding, his thick shaft slick with sweat and her juices, forcing her anal ring to loosen and reshape around him.
Her tiny ass stretched impossibly wide, cheeks quivering with each brutal thrust, the air thick with the musky scent of their raw lust.
*Chu~~*
*PLAP-PLAP!-PLAP!!*
"Anh~ fuck~ AHHNN~" she moaned recklessly, clenching her walls tight around him.
"Mark," he whispered.
Instantly, a floral tattoo bloomed across her lower abdomen—delicate vines glowing faintly, warm ink pulsing against her skin like a lover’s breath.
Moments later, he hit his limit, his cock throbbing as he prepared to unleash another hot load deep in her ass. Esmeralda felt the insistent pulse building inside her, swelling with urgent heat.
’Fuck, the more I’m closer, the more she’s clenching her walls,’ he gasped, eyes squeezing shut as his chin dipped low.
*PLAP-PLAP!-PLAP!!-SPLUUURT!!!*
"Ngh!! AHH!!"
Her final cry tore raw from her throat before overwhelming pleasure claimed her. Her back arched in rigid ecstasy, her face dazed in a broken torogao expression—eyes rolled back in bliss and mouth drooling as soft tears streaming from her tear ducts.
Daniel thrust his cock in with full force, unleashing his final load of the day deep inside her—her ass swallowing his full lengthy shaft in greedy spasms.
But before pulling his shaft free, he leaned into her neck, teeth sinking deep in a solid love bite. The sharp sting pierced her fainted haze, drawing a faint, broken gasp from her drooling lips—a claiming mark blooming red.
Then he withdrew with a lewd, wet pop, his thick cum leaking slow from her stretched ass.
...
*Thud*
Daniel closed her door and stepped outside. She lay sprawled on the table like a cooked turkey—limp, glistening, utterly spent.
As he crossed the doorway, a strange smell hung around him, but he shrugged it off and headed straight to the well to cleanse his sweat-slicked body.
*Splash-Splash-Splash*
’Hm hm hm... you just secured your rent with few invest... ments. Now, I just need to buy more hays and create more dolls for future... and... maybe Lady belinda will be my next milf. A healer milf, hehe...’ he thought, humming with filthy intentions.
He lathered his body with sandalwood soap, its warm, woody fragrance rising in steamy clouds, then scrubbed every hidden corner with fola—a natural scrubber scraping off grime with satisfying grit.
The evening sun turned the sky orange as a slow, cold wind whispered through the trees. Flocks of birds moved restlessly from treetop to treetop while he trudged toward his room.
*Thud*
Daniel changed into fresh clothes, sprawled on the bed with legs crossed, and pulled his grimbook from his pouch.
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( Page: 7 )
Human,
Congratulations on reaching Level Twenty.
With this achievement, you have unlocked my full set of eyes. However, this ability is not without risk. There is a chance you may lose your eyesight entirely—an affliction that could severely hinder your journey ahead.
The choice is in your hands.
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Daniel flipped the grimbook from the opposite side, eyes narrowing as Veilintina’s words echoed in his mind.
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( Page: -6 )
{ Ability }
Veil’s Eternal eye: This ability grants the power to gaze across distance, revealing the status and description of any non-living being.
Place your thumb upon one of the illustrated thumbprints below to secure the replacement before beginning the chant
Warning: Replacing with the right eye carries a 60% chance of failure, while the left eye bears only a 10% risk.
Upon activation, a small window appears beside the target for five seconds before fading.
The chant can be applied only after the ability has been unlocked.
Mana costs: 50
[ Chant: Locked ]
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He turned the page.
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( Page: -7 )
Unlock at level 25
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Daniel read it twice, carefully tracing each line with his index finger. In the bottom right corner lay a thumbprint drawn in crimson, with another identical mark on the left.
’Shit, not this again,’ he thought, rubbing his right eye with his left index finger.
A sudden goosebump prickled his skin. He remembered unlocking the {Third Eye} ability that first time—the searing pain, the blinding agony that had wracked him.
Yet this time, the warning stared him in the face. To wield this ability, he would have to sacrifice one eye—either the old one or a new one.
’I mean... do I really need this ability?’ he thought, staring hard at the page. ’Fuck, screw this. I don’t want to feel that pain again."
*Dhab*
He snapped the grimbook shut and stowed it in his pouch. With a deep exhale, he walked calmly toward the balcony.
’Hmm... tomorrow, sir Marco told us to meet at the town center, means there might be another training session...’ he murmured, glancing at the bustling streets below. ’I guess, I’ll have to wake up before early morning.’
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The next morning ( Dawn )
"Hwaaaah..." Daniel yawned, squatting at the edge of a shadow-draped wall.
Daniel took short naps, waking again and again just to rise this early. The Arcana town gate stood right in front of him. Though it was a gate with heavy doors, it had not been closed.
’Agh... where is this black-hooded person. Did I get fooled by someone? hwaaahh...’ he thought, peeking toward the gate.
The sun peeked weakly over the horizon, a faint blush staining the clouds that smothered the moon’s silver glow. Twin fire posts blazed on the gateposts. Their flames flickered in the chill dawn breeze, spilling amber light across the path.
Daniel waited patiently, glancing at the gate every minute, until a black figure slipped through, its footsteps barely making a sound.
He stood still after the figure passed, eyes wide, and tiptoed toward the gate. Then he turned his gaze west, toward his training area—only to see a black-hooded person sprinting straight for it.
’Hmm... so everything I heard was true after all. I’m pretty sure there’s some connection between yesterday’s beast and this mysterious person,’ he thought, glancing at the figure. ’If... I can gather some information, maybe I can catch this person with Sir Marco before anything harmful happens.’
As the figure shrank into the darkness, Daniel moved carefully—taking only a few steps to avoid being seen. The dirt path sloped downward in the middle, and in the right corner stood a tree, not large but enough to hide a person.
His plan was to hide in the tree’s shade. Sounds easy, but not so in reality—there was a gap between the path and the tree. Fifteen steps of open ground, and one wrong move could ruin everything.
*Tip-Tap-Tip-Tap*
The black-hooded figure moved quickly, as if in a hurry. Daniel followed, keeping his distance. When he reached the middle of the path, he edged sideways toward the tree—but accidentally stepped on a fallen branch hidden in the shadows.
*Crack*
He instantly panicked and peeked at the figure from the corner of the tree. The black-hooded person stopped in the path.
’Shit, no no no... fuck, no I’m not here,’ he muttered, his pulse hammering in his ears.
Seconds later, Footsteps echoed again—slow and deliberately, signaling that the figure was now moving toward his training area.
Daniel didn’t glance back. He stayed frozen in silence, counting every beat of his heart, every shadow of movement, waiting for the right moment to act.
’Phew... that was close,’ he whispered, breathing heavily.
*Tip-Tap-Tip-Tap*
He waited until the figure was nearly at the entrance before following. As Daniel reached the gate, he saw the figure turn sharply to the right at the last moment.
Instead of following directly from behind, he slipped into the jungle, improvising his chase. The sun was slowly rising, painting the dawn sky, while the figure ran across the open field.
In the far corner, a faint light flickered into view, catching Daniel’s eyes. Yet He didn’t care about it—his focus was on the black-hooded figure. He wanted to find out who it was.
He followed slowly and deliberately, pressing his body behind tree after tree. Then, the black-hooded figure stopped behind a tree, glancing ahead.
Daniel moved sideways and took in the full scene. Five people stood there, dressed in white robes that covered their entire bodies, each with a black knot tied around their waist.
In the center, a fire burned beneath a huge circle, with a star drawn inside it, glowing red. Stones were arranged around the circle, forming a ring, each glowing like burning coals.
"Hooz ka mir... ku ku minam za..."
"Hooz ka mir... ku ku minam za..."
"Hooz ka mir... ku ku minam za..."
Daniel listened, as they spell while circling around the fire. One of the white robe was throwing something like shredded wood pieces into the fire to make it burn even more.
But as his eyes shifted from his target, the black-hooded figure had vanished—completely gone. His heart skipped a beat. Before he could even react, a hand clamped over his mouth from behind.
"Mmmph!" Daniel shouted, but the hand pressed even tighter.
"Shh... stay quiet, or this dagger will slice your throat in a matter of seconds," he whispered, his breath hot against Daniel’s ear. "Now, tell me straightforward, who sent you after me. And don’t try to act smart. "
