Landlord World - Start with SSS talent

Clink! Clink!

Suddenly, a chain appeared, tying her up tightly.

The Fourth Elder, enraged, shouted, "What do you want?! Let me go, or the wrath of the Frankyro clan is something you won't be able to withstand!"

Vylyss sneered disdainfully, "I didn't know the Frankyro clan was so poor that they had to strip a girl of her chest."

The Fourth Elder: "..."

"You... you... you..." The Fourth Elder, furious, turned bright red, stammering but unable to say anything.

"Alright, stop joking." At this moment, Noan appeared.

The Fourth Elder saw the man appear, and the door still didn't open, feeling anxious in her heart.

Both of them were like insane beings, yet they could use magic. What was especially strange was that they could use magic without the Magic Dome of the City detecting it.

How could they do that?

Noan looked at the Fourth Elder, his eyes showing a mix of disbelief and a desire to explore her.

Vylyss hypnotized the Third Elder, and because of that, he had gathered much information.

Although the Third Elder was a Peak Rank D Lord, level 6, he was still easily defeated by Vylyss.

That made Noan think of Aldric. Perhaps, except for Fate Holders, other Lords were nothing to mention in front of Vylyss.

Returning to the present situation, according to the Third Elder, this girl's name was Frankyro Elara.

Don't be fooled by her appearance, looking like a twenty-year-old girl; she was already over eighty years old.

Yes, she was over eighty years old. The Frankyro clan discovered she had been in a cryogenic sleep for sixty years, encased in a block of ice.

They brought her back to the clan, and a few years later, when the ice block shattered, she woke up with a strange mirror.

She had no memories of herself and believed she was one of the Frankyro clan members.

The clan leader, Janky, had wanted to marry her several times, but could not because the Grand Elder had declared that no one was allowed to touch her.

Thus, she became the Fourth Elder and lived without worrying about the future.

Elara felt Noan's gaze and shuddered, hurriedly shouting, "What... what are you looking at? I... I am..."

Slap!

"Um!" Elara jerked back as Noan slapped her. This was the second time she had been slapped.

Elara gritted her teeth, glaring at Noan, but the words made her lower her gaze.

"Right now, you are my slave. If you keep looking at me like that, I guarantee the next thing won't just be a slap."

Elara lowered her head, her hands covering her eyes as she struggled to hold back the tears.

Noan sat down, and Vylyss obediently stood behind him. At this moment, Noan furrowed his brows and asked, "What is your name?"

Elara remained silent, pouting, her eyes wet with tears as she fought to endure, making sure no sounds escaped her.

"Very good…" Noan smirked, "Very brave. I hope you can stay this brave longer."

"Vylyss…"

"Hehehe…" Hearing her Master's command, she naturally knew what he wanted.

Immediately, she took out a whip and handed it to Noan: "Master, please don't hit her face. A beautiful face like hers would be too regrettable to ruin."

"You… what do you want? I warn you, I…"

Smash!

"UM!" Elara gasped as the whip struck her back, the pain causing tears to flow immediately.

But at that same moment, a strange feeling emerged in her mind.

It was a very strange sensation, as if she wanted to feel the pain even more.

Noan saw Elara lying on the ground, her body trembling violently, but her face seemed to carry a kind of enjoyment that made him furrow his brows.

"Hehehe… Master, how do you feel about this gift?" Vylyss giggled slyly, "Sometimes, we should try different kinds of food, right?"

Noan shook his head, smiling as he replied, "I like it, but this girl has a few flaws."

He said this while looking at Elara's chest. Though she was over twenty years old, her front only slightly protruded.

People might even mistake her for a man if she wore men's clothing.

"What is your name?" Noan asked again, though he already knew Elara's name.

Elara frowned, shouting, "You scoundrel! Even if you kill me, I won't tell you! You bastard!"

Smash!

"UMM!!!" Elara was struck again, this time the whip landing on her thighs. The excruciating pain spread throughout her body, making her tremble uncontrollably.

But the strange sensation only became clearer, like a seed beginning to sprout in her mind.

Elara gritted her teeth, sweat starting to bead on her forehead, and her face turned bright red. But in her gaze, as she looked at him, there wasn't as much hostility as before.

Instead of anticipation and excitement.

Noan smirked contemptuously, using his hand to squeeze her soft, elastic face, forcing her to look straight into his eyes.

"Well? If you obediently become my woman, I'll help you…"

"Hah! You bastard! I'd rather die than submit." Elara said firmly.

Yet, Noan could see her eyes brimming with expectation, as if they were saying: 'Hit me, keep hitting me, hurry up.'

"Tsk!" Noan clicked his tongue, then swung his hand, striking her plump buttocks.

Slap!

"Umm!!" Elara trembled violently, her legs stiffening as she clenched her teeth. Her face was full of pain, yet flushed red, with a hint of pleasure mixed in.

"It hurts… it hurts so much… you… If you're so tough, just kill me, I… I won't…"

Slap!

"UMM!!!" Elara was struck again on her other cheek, her body shaking uncontrollably, tears streaming like a river, her face growing even redder.

"Well?! Still stubborn?" Noan brought his lips close to her ear and whispered.

His warm breath and masculine scent made Elara shudder.

"You… bastard! Scoundrel! Damn you! I'll… I'll…" Elara stammered between tremors.

"Don't worry, the night is still long. We'll continue later." Noan smiled faintly, then vanished from the room.

Vylyss also disappeared, but before leaving, she shot Elara a glance full of mockery.

Seeing both of them leave, Elara let out a sigh of relief.

Yet, alongside that, she also felt a slight disappointment… and a faint sense of anticipation for the next time she'd meet Noan.

"Hah?! Why am I looking forward to seeing him?" Elara shook her head, feeling like she'd gone mad.

But remembering how Noan had struck her earlier, she felt a strange emotion, as if a current was running through her body.

Elara suddenly became aware of something: her legs tightened together, and her face burned red.

"Damn it! It's all because of that bastard! I'm not that kind of person."

"Hmph! He must have used some despicable magic to make me feel this way. Just wait—once my family finds me, I'll make sure he suffers a hundred times worse."

…

Inside the private room, Noan sat on the bed, completely unconcerned about the Frankyro family tracking him down.

Vylyss had used a type of magic that enveloped the entire room. If anyone attempted to use tracking magic, she would immediately detect it and relocate elsewhere.

However, the crucial part was… Vylyss had used the Three Elders as bait, placing them far from here in a completely different location.

At this moment, Vylyss climbed onto his lap and pulled out a black card, handing it to him: "Master, Ta da!"

Noan recognized the card at a glance. It was the same kind Caleb had used to access the resource storage bank.

He took the card, smiling faintly at Vylyss: "You did very well today. Want a reward?"

Vylyss grinned greedily: "Master… from now until morning—would that be possible?"

"Hahaha… of course. But you'd better not bore me." Noan smirked.

"Hehehe… Master, I guarantee you won't feel bored tonight." Vylyss stroked his face lightly before slipping into the bathroom.

Noan leaned back in his chair, gazing into the distance. This place was a grand hotel—his current room was on the 30th floor.

Thanks to his innate spatial ability, he could travel anywhere he pleased. That was why moving between Elara's prison and this place was effortless.

Looking down, the bustling city glittered with countless bright lights.

Before long, Vylyss reemerged—now clad in a maid outfit, though the skirt was much shorter than usual, revealing her long legs wrapped in adorable white thigh-high stockings.

The top plunged low, exposing the deep valley between two ample peaks, while a small bell—like those fastened to pets—hung around her neck.

Vylyss smiled and walked slowly towards Noan. "Master, are you satisfied?"

She touched the bell on her neck while talking so that it sounded 'Tinkling'.

Noan saw her constantly confused, then smiled, feeling that Vylyss was getting more interesting.

He fell backwards, laughing, "Start your performance."

Vylyss smiled greedily, then knelt between his legs.

His hands gently stroked the sides of his thighs while she began to unlock his trousers with her mouth.

Seeing that, Vylyss smacked his lips full of greed, his tongue was unbelievably long, and he also carried a little bit of sticky stuff on top.

It's like a snake, huddled around Noan's thing, carrying warmth and wetness.

"Um!" Noan caressed you, feeling her tongue playing with that thing, nagging inside him.

Tinkling! Tinkling!

Vylyss's head kept moving, making the bell on her neck ring.

It doesn't make Noan uncomfortable; on the contrary, it makes him feel even more excited.

Vylyss saw Noan enjoying her service, growing more and more excited.

The long tongue goes around that thing and then goes into the mouth.

"UM!" Noan couldn't control his making of a baby noise.

This kind of feeling is so magical. Although he slept with Maya, the feeling of having sex with Vylyss is still extraordinary.

It's as if a substance in her water stimulates him, makes his body more sensitive, and makes him more easily stimulated.

He can feel it wrapped in softness, warmth, and thirst.

Sluff! Sluff! Sluff!

Tinkling! Tinkling! Tinkling!

Every time Vylyss nods his head, a kind of weird sound rings, followed by a bell.

Noan's head falls back, and he feels like he's looking at heaven.

Vylyss' hands moved on his knees and stomach, constantly touching his sensitive spots.

Sluff! Sluff! Sluff!

Sluff! Sluff! Sluff!

Tinkling! Tinkling! Tinkling!

Suddenly, Vylyss accelerated, hoping to start burning his mind.

As the friction grew, his thing heated up. Vylyss seemed to feel something; she immediately held it in her mouth.

"Um… um… ha..."

Vylyss can feel what she's waiting to get into her mouth.

Her eyes glowed with a pinkish glow, but were also very attractive.

At this time, Noan and Vylyss did not notice that Vylyss's horn was a little pink, but it soon disappeared.

Vylyss took Noan's stuff for a while, then wiped it clean with his tongue, ensuring no milk drop fell out.

She used her hands to hold the face, which is coming to the world full of happiness and satisfaction: "Um… "Thank you, master, for the meal."

Suddenly, Rohan pulled Vylyss to his joke, laughing, "It's just an appetizer, the main dish is ready."