I Reincarnated as a Noble Bastard, So I'm Seducing All the Villainess
Chapter 38: This Elixir is Good!

Chapter 38: This Elixir is Good!

That anxiety is intense. Even worse is being left alone in this room with nothing to protect me. Did she forget there are assassins after me, wanting to rip my throat out? Who knows what that woman wants, because it’s impossible to predict what’s going on in her head!

Well, now things make a lot more sense. The Moonlight family wasn’t very prominent in the story because they simply died off, and then no one inherited their things other than the royal family, due to the king’s bond with my father... but the existence of this curse is extremely specific and strange.

This also means I have to be careful who I get involved with or which girl I have a child with. It’s not that demi-humans can’t have children with humans, but the life of a noble demi-human is much more complicated, especially if they’re going to carry this curse forever.

Ideally, I should save myself for someone of my own species... but am I going to do that? Never.

I’ve had a taste of what real sex is like. I don’t want to lose that in the prime of my life! Breaking this curse before continuing my intense sex life seems like a good idea.

How exactly you do that? If I’m not mistaken, in a few days, Leonhardt will be forced to go on some kind of crusade with the inquisitors, making him impossible to use, while calling Ravenna after everything we’ve done seems a bit... abusive.

I also have no direction here. This needs both a witch and an inquisitor or cleric to get information, and being from a rich, powerful noble family, I DOUBT the monster who put this on us is just some small-fry.

The door creaked slowly, announcing the arrival of a new assassin trying their luck with me, or someone coming to disturb my rest.

To my delight, it was indeed Moriah who came, but there was something subtly different about her. Her clothes, previously more modest, now exposed a beautiful pair of... assets through her cleavage, while one of her thighs appeared through a slit in her dress. Her golden eyes also gleamed in the dark, wide like that time we were alone in bed.

And the perfume... Ah, the perfume. I’d kill just to cling to her.

In her hand, of course, she carried a small, gleaming vial with a bright red liquid.

"Here it is, my dear. I didn’t kill anyone for it..." she said, flashing a short and malicious smile.

I raised an eyebrow, suspicious. What did she means by didn’t have to kill anyone for it? Are you trying to reveal something just to me?

She approached with provocative slowness, as if we were still in her absent husband’s mansion, but this time there were no candles or satin bed, just me sweating cold.

Why? Well, Moriah alone is dozens of times more dangerous than a group of assassins.

"This was too fast for my liking. Are you sure you got the recipe right and that the effect is correct too?"

"Oh, don’t be ungrateful, Darius." She shook the vial in front of me. "You’ll get better because of my haste, I swear. I made this with all the care in the world."

"With all the care in the world, huh?"

I took the vial from her hand, but still don’t have the guts to drink it. Moriah is smart, back in her academic career, she discovered a lot of badass alchemical stuff. So I’m seriously scared that instead of an elixir, this is some paralyzing potion.

If this is poison, it’ll probably taste like strawberry and make me cum before I die.

She sat in the armchair next to the bed, crossing her legs with unnecessary flourish and analyzing my body, still deciding whether to preserve me in a jar or a hole. It’s the same look when I heard about becoming a harem of taxidermied clones.

"So... no questions about what’s inside?"

"Moriah, I’m seriously scared to drink this and turn into a vegetable."

She let out a muffled laugh and turned her face to the side, perhaps to hide a flicker of amusement, or desire. Who knows... but that doesn’t improve my mood one bit! I’m genuinely afraid to drink this and lose all control of my body!

"Well, drink it whenever you want", she said, shrugging. "I studied the ingredients and confirmed that you chose very exotic things to work with, but I was also impressed with the positive results. An ultra-potent elixir that can increase the body’s recovery rate... with some of my modifications, I was able to improve it even further."

"What modifications exactly?"

"Nothing too complex. Add a little something here, change the temperature there, mix it all up, and you get this result."

That explained absolutely nothing!

"And you’re going to charge me later? No, right?"

"No, Darius, dear, I won’t... but I’d like to talk with you a bit first."

I’m fucked.

"Do you remember when you came to my garden? Saying I was beautiful, that I shouldn’t care what others thought?"

"Ye-Yeah, I remember, what about it?"

"The next day, inquisitors came to my house and searched everything. When I demanded an explanation, I discovered that you had spoken at a trial about my husband’s... no, ex-husband’s, Vandric’s, activities regarding the trade of potions and tonics. They told me to come with them safely, to testify at his later trial, and that I was free to act against my will. I would be indicted with a lesser sentence, but as long as my innocence could be fully proven, everything would be fine."

Moriah took a deep breath, flashing a new sinister smile that didn’t make me comfortable at all. I had really said those things hoping they would make things easier for the Countess, since I didn’t want to see her get screwed because of me when we’d had such a good time.

"I found what you did very interesting... I don’t know if I should be grateful, because this could also make me suffer a loss if they obligate me to share assets with my niece, Ravenna. Still, it was an interesting strategy to break my marriage and simultaneously maintain my noble status... I just... didn’t expect you to be the person behind this trick."

"What? That it was me, Darius Moonlight, the bastard of the kingdom’s greatest house?"

"Yes. I may be ignorant of social circles and politics, as Vandric handled that, but I heard enough to recognize your position. Tell me, for what reason did you go so far?"

Ah, she caught me off guard. The worst part is I can’t say I’m in love and play along with that lie, because if Ravenna shows up, then I’m screwed. I shook my head back and forth, trying to find the exact solution.

"Originally, I intended to help Ravenna. She’s a long-time friend of mine, you know? But when after entering the mansion to collect a document proving her innocence, I ended up seeing you and... it just happened. I became enchanted after seeing you sitting in the middle of the garden, looking like a goddess."

"Really? So... can you tell me I’m beautiful again? Like that time."

"You’re the most beautiful, Moriah."

"I am? More than the high-class women? More than my niece?"

She slowly climbed onto the bed, displaying a dazed little face and staring at me with such intensity it was frightening. I haven’t forgotten that she almost cut my stomach, that’s why I’m very scared to be near her.

"Yes, you’re the most beautiful in the world. I guarantee it."

"Hmm, hmm!"

A smile followed by strange moth-like sounds came from a happy Moriah. She held the vial in my hands and brought it as close to my mouth as possible, having already removed the cork.

"Drink, my dear. I tried it beforehand, and I’m sure it’ll work."

She tried it? How trustworthy were those words? Wait a minute. I held the vial coming towards me.

"Moriah, do you remember what happened to us after... it went down?"

"No? I remember waking up in my garden. Maybe it was so intense that we ended up there."

She really doesn’t remember what happened? Doesn’t remember the knee to the groin, attacking Leonhardt or anything like that? Well, maybe it was a state of stupor or madness. I doubt she’d even remember after getting into that monstrous state with greenish skin.

Alright... let’s drink this elixir.

The flavor was mint and strawberry, with a sour tang at the end that burned my throat. I think something called "caipirinha" in my old world tasted pretty similar.

As soon as I finished the vial, my skin tingled, my joints popped with pleasure and my muscles relaxed as if I’d spent three days in a hot spring being massaged by a wonderful elf.

It was so much that I even managed to do a backflip without any problem!

"Wow... this is incredible!"

Moriah’s satisfied chuckle echoed behind me. She didn’t come closer, but I could feel her gaze sliding over my back like a curious finger.

"I told you it would work, dear. Now... how do you feel?"

"Like I could kill a lion with my nails." I stretched my arms, lightly bouncing on the bed.

Nothing hurt, not a damn thing! Even my eternal headache, probably caused by Ravenna, Leonhardt, the entire kingdom, and the damn decadent nobility... it was gone. Now I could go back to doing normal things and stop worrying about that hag Leliana taking care of me...!

Huh? A second wave hit? I felt my stomach churn, like a stomachache after eating spicy food. Whoa, whoa, what the hell is this?! Why are you coming up out of nowhere?!?

"Wait... what the fuck is... urgh!"

I hunched forward. Something was pulsating inside me.

"Moriah... what the hell did you put in this...?"

She approached, her eyes sparkled with anticipation.

"I added a slight catalyst for blood flow... a natural aphrodisiac, nothing aggressive. It serves to... stimulate vital energy." She put her hands on the straps of her dress, pulling them to the sides. "I thought you might need it tonight."

Damn it, damn it! That whole thing was just one night, and you want to come back for a second round as soon as you saw me?! My thoughts... they were going to places I didn’t even want to revisit, knowing this woman in front of me could cut me in half with her claws!

"You drugged me, Moriah."

"I didn’t drug you, I just... prepared your body to be more receptive to pleasure."

Run, Darius, run, for your absent mother’s sake!

But my body... my body wasn’t listening.