"Since you are insisting so much, I can’t bring myself to say with a no," Kiba said with a soft sigh. "Rest assured, I would allow your wife to please me in your marital bed tomorrow."
Kiba sounded benevolent and indulgent, almost like he was accepting something he didn’t want.
If not for the challenging situation Flame King was in, he would have coughed blood in anger at this benevolent attitude. Now he had little blood to spare and couldn’t afford to be angry.
"Thank you, sir," Flame King said. "My wife would be happy."
"Indeed," Kiba agreed. "And I’m sure the same applies to you."
"O-of course...I would be delighted!"
Flame King was seething inside, but he didn’t let it show. He would let the enemy feel he won.
But in reality, the f.u.c.k would never happen!
In Infinity Maze, he had no choice but to agree to Kiba’s whims. But on Earth, he would have no such obligation nor fear.
Sure, Kiba was stronger than him and could easily crush him. But on Earth, he has the support of the House of Hestia!
One has to remember that when Extermination showed the Cosmic Spark to the world, the House of Hestia and other great families weren’t frightened but drooling with greed.
Sure, they never got the chance to act against Extermination. Still, the confidence they showed hinted they were confident in acquiring the Cosmic Spark!
And that was to be expected.
Even if not for the Alphas’ individual strength in the Great Families, their heritage alone originated from the Celestial Elysian Plane. Then there were the otherworldly resources and the Ancient Weapons!
If not, the families couldn’t have been controlling the entire world.
And House of Hestia was the dominant force in the nine families. It was supreme with many powerful beings, some even in slumber!
So, Flame King didn’t mind bearing this ultimate humiliation because he would have his revenge on Earth.
Kiba wouldn’t get his wife’s warm p.u.s.s.y tomorrow.
All he would get was death for humiliating a pureblood descendant of Hestia!
As Flame King thought of this, his heart pumped adrenaline into his blood. His broken face glowed with happiness.
"You seem very excited," Kiba observed with a smile. "I guess you couldn’t wait for tomorrow."
"Yes..." Flame King replied with an ugly smile. "Tomorrow is going to be very exciting!"
"Well, most often, when the time comes, the reality crushes the excitement and turns it into disappointment."
Kiba placed the hammer down and raised his right hand. With his left hand, he made a cut on his right thumb. Since he was in the Holy Form, the cut erupted with golden blood.
"We wouldn’t want that, right?"
Kiba asked as the droplets of golden blood surrounded both him and Flame King and then started spinning.
"!!!!!!"
A chill passed through Flame King’s spine, and his mind trembled.
He was terrified.
All his excitement has instantly turned into despair.
Whoosh~!
The spinning blood turned into a rotating wall, and through it, two bloody quills emerged.
"Blood Contract!"
Flame King wet his pants.
Every mutant that could use a Domain was capable of an ability called bestowal. Through it, a mutant could bestow his powers to another mutant, usually weaker than him.
It wasn’t that complex as all the bestowing mutant has to do was create a mini-domain in the other consenting mutant’s body. This would naturally make the consenting mutant capable of using the powers similar to the bestowing mutant.
Of course, there was no free lunch in the world.
Bestowal drained the power of the bestowing mutant. One wouldn’t do it unless they received something in return. Usually, it was the servitude of the beneficiary.
This bestowal and the price the beneficiary would pay was done through a ceremony called Blood Contract.
It was binding to both parties, and breaking the terms could even lead to death!
Kiba made a grasping motion, and one of the quills flew to him. He took it and started writing on the wall.
[To ensure the great Flame King’s excitement doesn’t turn into disappointment, I – Dr. NTR – swears that I would f.u.c.k his wife.]
[I promise, when the time comes, my c.o.c.k will show no hesitation in bestowing my c.u.m to his wife’s needy cunt.]
Kiba broke the quill, and it disappeared. The words on the wall solidified, and a copy of them entered Kiba’s heart, chaining him into an agreement.
Satisfied, Kiba turned towards Flame King and said, "See? Now you don’t need to worry at all."
Flame King broke in a cold sweat.
Blood Contracts were always used for sharing powers!
From when did they start serving the role of guarantee to f.u.c.k someone’s wife?!
Was it even legal?!
"[email protected]#%"
Flame King shouted expletives.
"Huh?" Kiba seemed confused. "Are you swearing at me?"
"N-no!" Flame King quickly clarified. "I wouldn’t dare! I was swearing at the agreement!"
"Oh!" Kiba has a look of understanding. "You were cursing in excitement for being the beneficiary of a one-sided agreement!"
"Yes..." Flame King nodded bitterly. "I just couldn’t control my excitement."
Flame King was crushed.
Telling the truth would kill him, so he was forced to suffocate his self-respect and swallow this humiliation.
Maybe if he wasn’t this powerful and born in a supreme family, he wouldn’t mind dying to such an extent.
But with power and family background, the thing he came to treasure the most was his life.
He wanted to live long, and if possible, forever. That was the reason why he worked so hard in the maze.
"Well, grab the quill and complete the contract," Kiba said with a reassuring smile. "Turn your excitement official!"
Flame King broke into tears and took the quill. With sadness no one could understand, he started writing.
[For Valentine’s Day celebration, I would gift my wife the honor to serve Dr. NTR in our marital bed.]
Flame King lowered the quill and began to apply pressure to crush it. But just then, the hammer slammed into his back, and his head hit the bloody wall.
Shocked and frightened, he glanced behind.
"Did your parents teach you nothing at all?" Kiba asked with fury in his eyes.
"S-sir?" Flame King couldn’t understand what he did wrong this time.
Kiba was pissed. This Flame King was an idiot. He has to be spoon-fed everything, including the basics of love.
"A husband must turn every day into Valentine’s Day," Kiba pointed at the contract wall. "But it seems you don’t even know your duties!"
"Cough!"
Blood spilled out of Flame King’s mouth like a volcano. It wasn’t from any injury but from the realization that his horror wasn’t restricted to one day!
It was for the entire year...or as long as his wife lives!!
"Seems like I was mistaken," Kiba transferred his strength into the hammer. "I thought you had the potential to be a Good Husband, but I guess I was wrong."
"N-no... you couldn’t be wrong, sir!" Flame King quickly brought the quill back to the wall. "Let me prove it."
With his heart sinking into his stomach, he resumed writing.
[As a Good Husband, naturally, for me, every day is Valentine’s Day.]
He glanced back, but Kiba’s expression was the same. Realizing the latter wasn’t satisfied, he knew Kiba was aware of the loophole. So, once again, he resumed writing.
[I will do my best to ensure my wife remains healthy, fit, and beautiful so that she could please Dr. NTR forever.]
Flame King once again looked back, feeling he would see Kiba’s expression of satisfaction. But the only thing he saw was the head of the hammer rapidly expanding as it violently banged into his face.
"Bastard, do you think I have nothing better to do than f.u.c.k your wife 365 days?!"
Kiba’s fury soared to the heavens, and he has good reasons to be this furious.
Out of the kindness of his heart, he agreed to f.u.c.k Flame King’s wife for Valentine’s Day.
But what did Flame King do?
He tried to be greedy and wanted the f.u.c.k fest to continue forever!
How shameless and despicable!
"Besides, if I spend all my time on your wife, what would happen to millions of other wives I’m yet to f.u.c.k?!"
Flame King: "........................."
Flame King forgot all his pain and stared at Kiba with plain shock.
If he wanted his wife to be f.u.c.k.i.e.d only for a day...he was abdicating from his duties as a good husband! And if he asked for 365 days f.u.c.k for his wife...he was greedy?!
How come all the faults were his no matter what he did?
"You just think of yourself, don’t you?" Kiba asked as the hammer flew back to him. "No wonder people like you take advantage of kind people like me and turn the world into a bad place to live."
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