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Chapter 68 - Grievances 

The final, shuddering pulses of his climax vanished into the willing warmth of Hestia's mouth. Her head bobbed with a final, deliberate motion, a soft, wet sound marking her retreat. She pulled back, her lips parting with a soft pop.

A single, glistening pearl of seed escaped the corner of her plush lips, tracing a path down her chin before she caught it with a swift, graceful swipe of her tongue. She swallowed audibly, a deep, satisfied hum resonating in her throat. Looking up at Damien, her divine eyes shimmered with pure, unadulterated mischief and satiation. A grin, wicked and proud, spread across her face.

"Thank you for the meal," she breathed, her voice husky and thick.

Damien let out a long, shaky exhale, the tension draining from his muscles. A fond, slightly incredulous smile touched his lips as he pushed himself up on his elbows. "Are we gonna do this every time you check my stats?"

Hestia rose to her knees, her movements languid and catlike. She reached for her discarded panties—simple white cotton, a stark contrast to the profoundly indecent act she'd just performed. She shimmied into them, the fabric hugging the gentle curves of her hips. "Yes," she said simply, as if stating the most obvious fact in the world. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and licked the back hand, a gesture both casual and intensely erotic. "Why not? I love it."

"I hope I'm not turning the virgin goddess into a nymphomaniac," Damien mused, watching her with a mixture of awe and amusement.

Hestia turned, "Only for you, Damien," she whispered.

She leaned in, closing the small distance between them. Her kiss was deep and claiming, a blend of his own salty taste and her unique, sacred sweetness. It was a seal on their secret ritual. Then, with a final, playful nip at his lower lip, she broke away.

Padding over to the small table where her divine ritual tools lay—a simple needle and a sheet of blank paper—she pricked her finger. A drop of ichor, glowing with the faintest divine light, fell onto the page. In moments, lines of text blossomed across it, detailing Damien's growth, his strengths, his very soul quantified.

She returned, the paper held delicately in her hand. "Here you go…"

They dressed in a comfortable silence, the air still humming with the recent intimacy. Damien pulled on his pants, his movements slow. He accepted the stat sheet, his eyes scanning the numbers and letters that detailed his progress

[

Damien Ardent

Level: 3

Strength: SSS1150

Endurance: SSS1100

Dexterity: SSS1120

Agility: SSS1180

Magic: SSS 1200

Skills: Mind's Eye / BloodLust / Stealth/ Shadow Extraction

Magic: Quicksilver/Shadow Preservation

Divine Skills :Ruler's Authority

]

Damien exhaled slowly. Even after seeing it once, the sheet still felt unreal.

He looked up toward Hestia as she finished getting dressed. "What about the new one? After the level up?"

"Oh… right, that," Hestia said casually. She handed him another sheet, then turned away, tying her hair back into twin tails. "I'll go take a shower."

She left the room without another word.

Damien lowered his gaze to the new status.

[

Damien Ardent

Level: 4

Strength: I70

Endurance: I50

Dexterity: I40

Agility: E420

Magic: D510

Skills: Mind's Eye / BloodLust / Stealth/ Shadow Extraction/ Enemy Sense

Magic: Quicksilver/Shadow Preservation

Divine Skills :Ruler's Authority

]

Damien focused on the newly added skill.

"Enemy Sense…" he muttered.

He leaned back slightly, thinking it through. "So it's not just reacting to danger anymore. Mind's Eye handles ambushes and lethal attacks… but this lets me detect enemies themselves. Large groups. Camps."

A faint smile appeared on his face. "That's convenient. I'll need this for the expedition."

A knock sounded at the door.

"It's open," Damien called.

The door creaked open and Haruhime stepped inside, her posture tense. "Lady Hestia… Lord Damien… you have guests. I couldn't open the door. It seems they're people you don't know."

"I see," Damien replied. He stood up. "Hestia is taking a show...So..I'll handle it."

As he moved to pass her, Haruhime suddenly reached out, her hand pressing lightly against his chest to stop him. Her fingers brushed against his bare skin, and she froze, realizing what she had done.

"L-Lord Damien…" she said softly, her face turning red. "You are… shirtless…"

Damien blinked, then glanced down. "Oh. Shit. Yeah."

He stepped back, quickly pulling on his shirt before heading for the door.

Haruhime remained where she was, staring at her hand as heat rushed to her cheeks. Her fingers trembled slightly. She lifted them closer to her face, her breath shallow, eyes unfocused. as she licked her hand

"Lord Damien's…" she whispered, flustered and giddy. "…taste…"

Her face burned as she stood there, completely frozen in place.

...

Damien looked at the three men seated in his home and felt irritation coil quietly in his chest.

Two of them wore neat suits. One sat with his leg crossed over the other, posture stiff and practiced. The second sprawled openly, legs spread as if the room already belonged to him, his nose twitching as he sniffed the air with no shame. A beastman. A werewolf, to be exact.

Between them sat a dwarf, also in a suit. He cleared his throat and spoke first.

"Mister Damien Ardent. The Guild has received an unfortunate complaint regarding you. and your Familia"

"Oh?" Damien replied calmly. "That's interesting. And what would this complaint be?"

The werewolf leaned forward, lips curling. "Let's skip the pleasantries. We know you're hiding the Renard here."

Damien said nothing.

"It wasn't difficult to connect the dots," the werewolf continued. "Takemikazuchi suddenly starts visiting the Hestia Familia regularly. His children spent months begging Ishtar to return the Renard, then suddenly they stop asking. Stop searching. And now?" He sniffed again, slow and deliberate. "Her scent is everywhere."

He smiled, sharp and confident. "Hand her over. Ishtar is willing to overlook your involvement and your… strange existence if you cooperate. Refuse, and we escalate. And don't think that the necromancer friend of yours will help. The Guild won't allow interference."

Damien sighed, rubbing his face.

"So let me get this straight," he said, standing up. "You come into my home, accuse me with no evidence, and then threaten me."

His gaze hardened. "Gentlemen, you have one minute to get the fuck out of my house. After that, you're trespassers, and I start throwing people out"

"Damien Ardent," the dwarf snapped, rising to his feet. "This is a serious accusation. The Guild has the authority to investigate. We will conduct a search of this manor."

"No," Damien said flatly.

He stepped closer, his presence suddenly heavy. "You won't search anything. You have no proof. No witness. No physical evidence. Just rumors, Takemikazuchi visiting often, and this dog's nose." He pointed at the werewolf. "That won't hold in any court. So fuck off."

The two men stood, attempting to loom over him.

"Kid," the human said coldly. "You have no idea what you're getting into. Ishtar and several familias are already watching you. This could turn into a war game. Multiple familias. You'd be crushed. Just comply and—"

He never finished the sentence.

Damien grabbed the human and the werewolf by their heads and smashed them together with a brutal crack. Before either could react, he seized both by the backs of their necks and dragged them toward the door. He kicked it open and threw them out one by one like trash.

He turned back to the dwarf, eyes sharp.

"The minute's over," Damien said calmly. "You walking, or should I walk you out too?"

The dwarf bolted for the door, panic flashing across his face. "You will regret this. The Guild will—"

Damien slammed the door shut in his face.

The house fell quiet.

Damien exhaled slowly, then turned inward. "Hestia," he called out. "Prepare yourself."

He looked toward the hallway, expression steady and resolved.

"It seems we might be heading into a war game."

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