You Became a Public Good, sir! chapter 2- Mature

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The contents of the oracle had to be known only to a select few.

Even though it was for the Crown Prince, Kedrick Lachenov was essentially a guardian knight of the royal family, so publicizing such an oracle would greatly impact the empire’s image.

Therefore, the location for this operation had to be chosen with the utmost secrecy.

The temple, which had left a torture chamber used for “barbaric acts,” decided to use that place. It was a place where infected people were slaughtered during a plague, but now it was merely a storage for equipment.

Kedrick wearing a thin, translucent white gown. Seeing himself in the mirror felt strange. In fact, the oracle itself was absurd from the start.

As far as he knew, men could never produce milk.

Unconsciously, he slowly raised his hand and gently squeezed his chest.

How could something like this save the Crown Prince’s life?

Even he couldn’t believe it. The fact that his nipples were hard from tension felt unnecessarily vulgar.

But he must not doubt. How could he dare to question the will of the royal family?

If the Emperor declared the earth to be square, then it was square. If he called an apple a banana, then the apple must become a banana.

Such was Kedrick’s extreme loyalty. So he stopped doubting.

“Excuse me.”

Soon, the door to the small room opened, and a servant entered. On the silver tray he carried were a piece of black cloth and a small vial.

“Drink this, Sir Lachenov.”

“What is it?”

“It’s a potion to help you relax.”

Kedrick uncapped the vial and sniffed it. Having been poisoned many times, this was a necessary precaution.

It had no scent, and when he dropped a bit on his tongue, nothing happened.

He drank it all without hesitation.

“Use this cloth to blindfold yourself.”

“With this?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

The servant did not answer, merely urging him with a look to hurry up.

Kedrick clicked his tongue shortly, feeling something was off, but he took the cloth.

With practiced hands, he covered his eyes and tied it tightly.

Though he could see nothing, his senses became sharper and more acute.

Though he hesitated, for a martial man like Kedrick, blindness was not a significant problem.

He followed the servant’s lead, moving slowly. The slope began to tilt, and the echo of his footsteps grew colder and more resonant.

He exhaled slowly. His breath felt strangely obstructed.

They walked like that for what seemed like nearly ten minutes. Kedrick gave up trying to memorize the path.

Whether intentional or not, the servant kept turning corners, navigating a maze-like route. He lost count of how many times they turned.

During this, Kedrick felt feverish. His skin, sensitive to even the air, made him flinch at every brush of fabric. He couldn’t understand why.

He believed it was simply because he was blindfolded.

“We’re here. Please enter.”

Kedrick’s sharp senses detected people inside the room.

One, two… at least three.

Surrounding him were objects of unidentifiable shapes, and as soon as Kedrick entered, the servant closed and locked the door.

“Welcome, Kedrick Lachenov.”

“…Who are you?”

“It is unfortunate we meet like this. Remove his blindfold.”

Scissors touched the back of his head. Kedrick barely inhaled.

The black cloth covering his eyes fell to the ground, and the sudden light made it difficult to open his eyes. But he quickly adjusted.

“…Count?”

“Nice to meet you, Kedrick. It’s our first time meeting face to face, isn’t it? I am Lewis Catrize, who will be in charge of you from now on.”

“How did you get here…?”

Lewis brushed back his beautiful platinum blonde hair and smiled softly.

His jewel-like blue eyes, fair skin, and slender figure were all in stark contrast to Kedrick.

“Isn’t this all for His Highness the Crown Prince?”

Only then did Kedrick look around, his face turning pale. Seeing him flustered was such a rare sight that Lewis decided to enjoy it all.

“What… what is all this?”

“What do you mean? These are lovely tools to provide you with more abundant help.”

“This… I never imagined…”

“Let me tell you one thing, Sir Lechenov. Men cannot produce milk through ordinary means. You know that, don’t you?”

Lewis’s words made Kedrick’s gaze waver.

“No, don’t make that face, Sir Lachenov. It’s not that there’s no way at all. After discussions with scientists and doctors, we’ve hypothesized that it might be possible with sufficient experimentation. Originally, we should have tried it on someone else first… but if we delay, won’t the Crown Prince be in danger? Right?”

“The Crown Prince…”

The sound of footsteps echoed. Lewis smiled kindly and gently cupped Kedrick’s chin, pulling him closer.

He accepted the touch, which he would usually have pushed away immediately. Their noses touched.

Kedrick realized there was something boiling intensely inside him.

“So, I’ll give you the choice again. It’s a matter you don’t have to say anything about.”

Lewis slowly bit Kedrick’s lower lip. Then he ran his tongue over it. The soft, hot, stimulating touch made Kedrick’s mind go blank.

“Just sit there, or leave immediately.”

“This, what… Count…”

“Choose.”

Lewis smiled as if he already knew what Kedrick would choose. The man gritted his teeth and turned his head. Then he pushed Lewis’s chest away and strode inside.

Each time the rustling fabric brushed against his skin, his fingertips trembled. This kind of experience was entirely new to him, and he didn’t even realize he was excited.

“…Do I just sit here?”

“Are you serious, Kedrick Lachenov?”

“No matter what you say, I will not waver. Do not test my loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor.”

Lewis stifled a loud laugh at the man’s words. He smiled softly and slowly approached Kedrick with graceful steps.

“Do you think I’m testing your loyalty?”

“It doesn’t matter if you’re not.”

“Have you not considered that I might be trying to help you, Kedrick?”

“That’s enough. This is the path for the Crown Prince. The only ones who can overturn my decision are His Highness and His Majesty.”

“But Kedrick…”

Lewis’s fingers slowly slid over Kedrick’s waist.

“Hik…”

He swallowed hastily. From his ears to the back of his neck, he blushed red.

He couldn’t believe the moan he had just let out was his own, so he covered his mouth in embarrassment.

“”Isn’t this really all for His Highness the Crown Prince? Am I right?”

“What do you mean, ku, huh…”

Kedrick’s thighs trembled. The fingers sliding over his waist carefully grasped his buttocks. The touch through the thin fabric felt unbearably hot.

Kedrick couldn’t believe it. No, he didn’t want to believe it.

“Since earlier, you’ve been excited, haven’t you, Kedrick?”

“No, I’m not…!”

The fingers slowly teasing over his drawers were too stimulating.

For a man who had lived his whole life for the Empire and had never had sexual intercourse, it was far beyond what he could handle.

“I didn’t expect you’d like just having your butt touched, Kedrick. You’re more lewd than I thought. How did you hold a sword and fight for the Emperor with a body like this?”

“Shut… up, ah, ugh…”

Lewis’s fingers slid to his perineum. Each time they moved over the sensitive area, Kedrick’s body twitched as if struck by electricity.

He clung to Lewis’s shoulders, panting, his face flushed. His head was spinning.

This wasn’t like him. He tried biting the inside of his cheek to suppress the pleasure and think of his lord, but such a flimsy effort quickly crumbled.

“The order is that as long as I make your chest produce milk, I can do whatever it takes. And this is a command from the Emperor you love so much, Kedrick. You have no objections, do you?”

“Ha, ugh, ah… stop, that’s…! Nonsense…”

His breath was too hot. His head felt numb.

Only then did Kedrick realize that the potion the servant had given him wasn’t just a sedative.

But what could he do after realizing it too late?

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