I Reincarnated as a Noble Bastard, So I'm Seducing All the Villainess
Chapter 49: I Really Am a Scaredy Cat

Chapter 49: I Really Am a Scaredy Cat

I love this smell of smoke, open legs and a lot of sex. It’s been a while, almost a week to be exact, since I last visited the Ring Districts, but I feel right at home every time I step foot in the best brothel in the Imperial City.

My companion, on the other hand, shows something completely different. Ever since we got on this side of the city, he hasn’t stopped staring at things with a mixture of fascination, fear, disgust and even apprehension, almost asking to hold my hand as we walk.

Leonhardt is pure of heart, for crying out loud, it’s like he’s never had sex... wait, inquisitors don’t have sex!

I stifle a laugh so I don’t look like a madman in the street, but in a short while, we reache the place that interested me from the start: Madame Cerise’s brothel. Well, my body knows the way by heart, it’s unnecessary to think to even get here.

I open the doors, a strong incense hits my nose along with the herbs in the air. I wave to one or two acquaintances there, after all, I’m nothing more than a regular at this place, but usually only come in here dead drunk, which is why I didn’t even know its name, much less paid attention to the details.

And right there, on the other side of the room, the voluptuous Renaissance angel is smoking a pipe and stretching on a red velvet couch. Ah, Elizia, in another life, I would have fallen in love with you.

"Eliziaaa!"

I wave my arms high, happy for the first time in a long time. Her face lights up by seeing me, it’s almost magical how her grumpy expression vanishes as our eyes meet.

"Darius! You’re all in one piece!"

She approaches with a jump and first grabs my arm, searching for any wounds on my skin.

"After you disappeared, I thought I’d be alone... and without my livelihood."

"Oh, please, that’s my duty. Let’s have a chat inside, hmm?"

I take the chance to give her butt a firm squeeze, pulling close to my body. I can feel Leonhardt’s expression turn into an amoeba trying to understand what he’s doing inside, surrounded by people looking for a good time and fulfilling all sorts of sexual fantasies.

"Of course", she replies, touching my chin and pulling my face with her fingers. "Did your friend there come to participate too? Did he spark any... curiosity in you?"

"What? No, never! I prefer just the two of us, as always."

"Too bad, threesomes are my specialty."

Elizia shrugs and leads me to one of the private rooms. At the door, I kick Leonhardt’s butt out to get some privacy.

He ends up sitting on the floor like an idiot and looks at me with that confused face. I make a shushing gesture and demand that he stay quiet outside, preferably finding a girl in the process.

Of course, I doubt this inquisitor will go after anyone, but just having him stay outside calms me enough to talk to Elizia.

A gentle aroma hits my head with such force that my lower head trembles. Damn, you’ve had a good dose of sex this week, it’s not time to get up now! Besides, if this pace keeps going, I’ll end up dying!

"So then... are you going to leave me alone again, or are you coming over here?"

I turn towards the beautiful blonde angel with her legs crossed on the large bed. Come to think of it, it feels like a loop, because this is the second time I’ve come crawling, asking for a favor.

Elizia isn’t a character from Sword of The Iron Maiden, in fact, she’s someone from Darius’s life and wasn’t responsible for his death, at least that’s what all the memories I have suggest.

She was both my first time and my mentor in everything I know about sex. We ventured into worlds I don’t even know if they would be possible, and of course, I doubt anyone could satisfy me more than this beautiful woman...

Because of that, I’m currently kind of doubting my intentions. Would it be better if I just... changed my request? Maybe there’s a solution for this.

"Sweetie, why did you get so quiet? Come here with me."

"Elizia." My voice comes out so serious that for a moment I channel the Moonlight blood. "I want to make you a proposal, actually."

"A proposal? Darius, what did they do to you within those palace walls to make you talk so strangely?"

"Well, they did some things, but that’s not the point." I take a few steps forward, first touching a beautiful gold coin to her lips. "You know I always come for your service, and only ever like yours anyway, so... I was wondering, don’t you think it’s a good idea to work for me?"

"Work for you? Like a sex slave? That’s a crime in the Imperial City, you rascal."

"Hah. Personal maid, Elizia. I’ll give you a good salary, and we’ll live together in the palace, doesn’t that sound like a good idea?"

I see dollar signs appear in place of her pupils. Working as my maid would certainly be much simpler than continuing her career as a courtesan here, also considering it removes many possible dangers, like STIs or dissatisfied clients wanting their money back.

Still, Elizia doesn’t accept right away, which is stranger to me than anything else. Her head tilts towards my arm, asking for a kind of affection. Damn, she knows I like it when a person is submissive and affectionate before sex, so their facade can be destroyed and be turned the into a moaning dog.

This is playing with fire, but I need to hold back the urge.

"Darius, have you become another person?"

The question freezes me. That scared me in a very strange way, because technically I’m two in one, something I can’t explain properly and prefer to avoid thinking about too much to keep my sanity in check. I harden my face to erase any different expression.

"I guess a bump on the head this week made me see things differently."

"Heh. Yeah, that sounds like something that would happen to you. I need time to think about your offer. I still have friends and I like being in this place, even if most people think it’s a hellhole. Do you want to cut to the chase and tell me what you want, instead of hitting on me first and keeping up the small talk?"

"Was it that obvious?"

"I know every inch of your body, sweetie, did you really think I wouldn’t know your mind too?"

That... makes a lot of sense, thinking about it now.

"Alright, I just need you to spread a rumor about a noble party at the palace among the people in the red-light district. We want to... attract some unsavory characters there, understand?"

"Yes, you want to catch bad people."

"And the wrong information needs to reach them somehow. You’re the most articulate person I know in this area for this kind of work. I’ll pay, just like last time."

My hands were about to pull more coins from my pocket, but Elizia stopped me. This is new. You’re more greedy than my lust, and you still want to refuse my money?

She caresses my arm with those nails painted with cheap polish and gives a short smile, one capable of melting ice hearts and certainly hitting me harder than any punch to the face. My chest skips a beat. I’m not falling in love with her of all people, am I?

"You don’t need to", Elizia says, inevitably making me drop the coins back into my pocket. "Gossiping is so easy that I don’t even need to think hard for it to work. Soon, half of the Ring Districts will know, and that rumor will probably fall into the ears of whoever you want. Are they criminals, by the way?"

"Yes, they are."

"Great. I know the right people to talk to. Are you satisfied with that?"

"Elizia..."

"Oh, my sweetie, don’t make that sad face. I’m like a cockroach, it takes more than slaps on the butt to kill me. I’ll be safe, but you... you worry me a little."

Damn. Only now, in front of this woman, do I realize how far I’m going for the safety of my family and a bunch of unknow people. It would be easy to run with my tail between my legs far away, but here I am, standing my ground and wanting to fight against tough guys.

Even if I’m insensitive to the death of others, it doesn’t mean I won’t care if those around me die due to my negligence. I sit on the bed, my shoulders slumping as if I’d been carrying sacks of cement on my back for days.

Elizia wraps her arms around me and pulls my head against her breasts, where I find a silence and peace. It’s nice, soft and comforting. This is one of the rare places that erase the bad thoughts from my head.

"Can I stay here a little longer?"

"You always can, sweetie. I’ve never stopped you from finding comfort in me when you needed it."

"Thank you..."

And so, I close my eyes, taking a moment to rest. I really wanted to sleep or relax after so much action coming at me again and again. I’m a scaredy-cat, after all.