I was Chosen By A Perverted Goddess To Help Save Her World

Chapter 63: Suspicious Hardwood

Faerwyn wasn’t blind.

Though her own desires took a central role in her life, she was still observant enough to notice things most people would dismiss.

A good example would be her chancellor. A man she used to trust with everything, but after that night she had spent with this mysterious young man....

She had also put some effort into finding things out and conducting a thorough investigation.

Though Dongwhisper manages most of the powers of her duchy, she also has those who are solely loyal to her and would give their lives on her mandate.

Her findings over the last three days were heartbreaking to say the least, but far from something she wouldn’t be able to shake off, which she had done.

However, the reality was, she saw no scenario where a confrontation with her chancellor would end up as anything good for her duchy.

She had always known what Dongwhisper wanted and what he was after; that’s why she had believed he wouldn’t go too far in his ambitions or do something that would so negatively impact her duchy.

But she had been wrong. And for now, there was simply nothing she could do to him that would not bounce back and make things worse.

In a way, she blames herself for being too lax with a lot of things. Still, she wasn’t regretful about focusing on having her desires met.

Then there was this young man trailing behind her.

It was because of his bold insinuations that made her look into Dongwhiper more deeply, so for that, she was appreciative of him, improving the value she had for him even more.

However, as someone who’s learning to be less trusting, there were so many peculiarities about this person that she simply couldn’t ignore as well.

First, there was the impossible fact that he was a dual mahji that had somehow slipped through the kingdom’s cracks, from a never-before-heard-of lineage.

And conveniently, everyone from his lineage so happens to be long dead.

Another really strange point was that, when he was first brought to her, this person was clearly a mortal, with zero natural power inside of him, not even a drop, yet he was able to make use of his abilities right in front of her eyes.

Faerwyn didn’t know much about quicks and special mahji abilities, but she knew enough. And she knew that should have been impossible. Yet, the young man had done the impossible.

Albeit his powers seemed to be reliant on his mental state, it was still strange that he was able to do such while still remaining a mortal.

As if those concerning details weren’t shocking enough, this morning as she had called upon him to not only check up on how he was ferring in her estate but also check on the progress of what she was promised....

Two strange new things had occurred.

First was, she all of a sudden could no longer peer into the young man’s essence.

This is an ability all those at and above the noble knight realm can use on others of lower realm.

Only those who are above your realm wouldn’t be able to peer into you; the same applies to those with special mahji unique quirks.

But even though this person was also a mahji, she was still able to peer into his essence only three days ago, meaning he had no such special quirk.

And it certainly can’t be because he’s become of a higher realm. So Faerwyn wondered what in the world was going on. There were just too many shocking discoveries with this person.

As if that wasn’t enough, he did something else that was impossible to explain.

The senses of those in the noble realm are extremely refined....

That’s why Faerwyn could instantly tell that this young man had pulled out an object seemingly from his garment, but she was certain there was nothing there to begin with.

Faerwyn wondered if this person was one of those mythical figures that are rumored to possess more than three quirks at a time.

This made her decide to reevaluate this former slave turned someone of great interest.

All this was before she discovered what he had given her in a unique box.

Now, it wasn’t just the fact that he had the ability to grow big enough to potentially fill her and grant her that satisfaction she’s been craving all her life; she was also seeing this person as someone with immense potential.

His ways might be strange, but he was incredibly valuable, and she intends to keep this person tied to her at all costs.

Her duchy was struggling, and she had just been shown a way to bring them out of their current state, a way to pay off their growing debts, and even regain the wealth deserving of their status.

The product this young man had brought to her was one of a kind; she’s never seen anything like it, even as someone who’s lived her entire life exposed to luxury.

Fashion is one of the most important things for nobles, especially for women nobles.

And from just the look and feel of the undergarment she now held inside an equally unique box packaging, without even being a business-inclined noble, Faerwyn could tell that if she retained monopoly over such a product, she could turn things around.

Not just to their financial status, but to the power structure in her estate and duchy, where a certain someone was taking more leeway than they should.

The more she thinks about this mysterious young man with endless surprises, the more pertinent it becomes that she ties him to herself. Making her all the more glad she had taken such a risk in the first place.

It was a dangerous gamble to have him still hang on to his penis, but it was proving to be more than worth it.

Her sexual desires alone were already enough reason for her; add to that everything else, and Faerwyn was even ready to go as far as locking him up in her estate so no one else covets what’s hers.

A slow grin drew across Faerwyn’s beautiful face as she headed toward a large building, situated a few distance from the pagoda, box in hand, her steps as elegant as can be, her dignified aura unfurling in waves as she led the way.

Ben followed behind, entranced by the enrapturing view of Faerwyn’s clapping ass cheeks, hardwood junior responding with an immediate bulge.

"Down boy!" Ben chided his cock as he followed behind the temptuos vixen.