Reincarnated With A Badluck System-Chapter 9 Death Match(3)

"Ahn~! Vincent, don't touch mommy's second tit, you will ruin my dress with milk because they are too full" Amelina groaned as she felt that her jugs were a huge burden for her.

However, Vincent didn't stop there, like a stubborn baby, he moved his hand towards her second tit again, to grab it and knead it.

Amelina raised her brow when she saw Vincent still trying to grab her second tit, despite pushing his small hand away, then she said, "Aren't you overeating, little Vincent?" Amelina puffed her cheek at Vincent's struggles to grab her second breast.

Vincent, on the other hand, was intentionally troubling his mother, as he enjoyed seeing her face turn red with his antagonistic nature towards her boobs. He began to cry as Amelina didn't allow him to touch her second breast. He wanted to bite her nipple that he was suckling so that she could wince in pain, but he didn't have any teeth in his mouth, making him resort to crying.

Amelina sighed at her baby and mumbled, "Okay fine, ruin mommy's dress and do as you wish, it isn't like you could even finish 1 percent of my milk, yet you are eyeing the second one. Like father like son" Amelina resigned to her fate and allowed her baby to grab her breasts as he wished.

Vincent grinned and exposed his mother's tits to the open, leaving Amelina so ashamed of herself. However, she didn't mind it as it was only Savina and Hilda that were sitting beside her. Vincent didn't stop there, he gathered all the strength he could muster and glanced at his mom's left tit, which was overloaded with milk, then he grabbed it and applied pressure on it.

Pushi! Pushi! Pushi!

Jet streams of milk shot out of Amelina's tits, spraying the empty chair that was in front of her.

At this rate, Amelina's face was beet red and she couldn't take it anymore, then she withdrew her tits from Vincent's hands and packaged them back inside her cup bra.

Savina and Hilda couldn't hold their laughter at the fight between Amelina and her son over her breasts.

When Vincent saw that his tactics weren't working he resorted to his last option.

"Activate puppy eyes," Vincent mumbled.

[Puppy eyes have been activated, the host can now beg for candies and sweets]

Vincent's eyes suddenly started to turn moist and mist began to form on his eyes. When Amelina saw Vincent's eyes, her heart throbbed at his pitiful state, but she shook her head and said, "These eyes of yours won't work on me today. I can't let you ruin my dress with milk" Amelina asserted and she passed Vincent to Hilda as she didn't want to see his puppy eyes again, as she was afraid that she might change her mind.

Hilda blushed and carried Vincent in her arms, with her heart racing, thinking that if Vincent decided to compensate himself with her small breasts, the strange water may come out of her private part again.

However, for some reason, Vincent didn't touch her cherries.

Mimi suddenly appeared, hovering above Vincent, but she only made herself visible to him.

[Fufufu, Master, your degenerate nature is exceptional, don't tell me that you are also lusting after your mom] Mini grinned as she teased Vincent.

Vincent squinted his eyes at Mimi's claims and replied, "No way I'm going to do that, my mom is beautiful and lovely, she deserves some happiness, not a perverted son that will want to see what's underneath her skirt. However, as long as I'm alive, I won't allow her to marry a scumbag" Vincent replied telepathically.

Mini scoffed and retorted, "What if she's horny or her pussy needs servicing, how will she service herself without a husband?" Mimi folded her arms and patiently waited for Vincent's reply.

Realization hit Vincent and he acknowledged how stupid he was, after all, his mom was a human being, she would also need to satisfy her lust with men and Vincent didn't want that either.

"Fuck off! You tiny bitch" Vincent cursed.

[Hehehe, Master, maybe you might take responsibility for your mom in the future] Mimi giggled and sat on Hilda's shoulder.

"You are wrong Mimi, I will never do that. If she sees a nice man that loves her and her children without any hidden agenda, I will gladly allow her to marry, she deserves happiness, not a son that has tons of bad karma " Vincent shook his head as he replied.

[That is a great decision master, I was thinking that you already got consumed by your mother's beauty and your pickle is planning to see what is underneath her skirt] Mimi replied and entered Vincent's body. f𝗿e𝙚𝘸e𝐛𝚗𝐨𝙫𝚎𝙡.c𝒐𝐦

Shortly, Vincent fell asleep in the arms of Hilda, after all, his body was still weak. After 20 minutes, the carriage suddenly came to a halt, causing Vincent's body to flinch and wake up.

"Your highness, we have arrived at the event," the voice of the driver sounded and he immediately came down from the carriage and opened the door for Amelina and her children. Amelina collected Vincent from Hilda and carried him in her arms and came down from the carriage after her older sons had come down.

When Amelina came out of the carriage, Vincent could see that they were in some sort of stadium with a large field and rows of thousands of chairs.

In his thoughts, a lean old man in a white robe suddenly dashed towards his mom and bowed his head.

"Good day, marquis Amelina, it's my pleasure to see you here, the deathmatch is about to begin, and his majesty wants everyone to be present, please follow me, so that I can show you the seats that were reserved for you and your children." The man bowed again and gestured with his hand for Amelina to follow him.

"Thank you, Noman, please lead the way," Amelina replied with a slight bow.

The man had a happy expression when he saw that Amelina respected him despite being above him in status.

The old man nodded his head and began to lead Amelina and her children towards the stairs that were built with gold and silver, making Vincent wonder how much resources were wasted on the stairs.

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Note: Yo guys, I'm sorry for the slow pacing, I just wanted to make this novel a slow startup before the Mc becomes op. Vote with your power stones if you wish to support this novel. Thanks.