Abasdarhon's Castle

— Yes, of course, — smiling, Maylin took her cavalier by the hand and went to meet his friends.
Since the girl did not have innate immunity to poison and mind control, the collapsist preferred to read her companion's thoughts at every step, in order to know what he thought about each of his friends to whom she would be introduced. Maylin also wanted to anticipate each of Cezan's lewd actions and tactfully (without disgust, but rather organically, so as not to inadvertently embarrass the host in front of the guests) avoid overly passionate embraces and attempts to pinch her somewhere. And most importantly, the beauty wanted to know in advance whether the wealthy man had planned to put some potion in the drink that would excessively loosen the fragile girl's mind.

Cezan had no plans to give Maylin anything to drink, but he was thinking that if the girl had a little drink, she would be more compliant.

All the way, Brasakhog talked about how rich he was, how luxuriously he lived, and boasted about his acquaintance with all sorts of influential people. He was so carried away that the couple passed the right house and had to turn back. When they arrived, the servant led them to the living room, where all the guests were already gathered.


- This is Vulraf Draeus, the owner of the largest logging company in the region.
- Hello. If you need high-quality wood, feel free to contact me.

Cezan is not thinking about Vulraf, but about how he is taking Maylin on his table made of black wood.


- Jangroza. Daughter of the owner of our Arena.
- Greetings. I would invite you to watch the fights, but unfortunately, I can only invite you to the elf execution.
- Haven't they already been executed? - asked Brasakhog.
- It was postponed until the day after tomorrow.

Cezan remembers how many scratches Jangroza left on his back and imagines taking Maylin right in the middle of the Arena.


- Miss Elion Kiapir, the best judge of Axoth, - the woman looked at Maylin with disdain, and Cezan added. - She is not an escort, she is my friend.
- I don't believe you, Brasakhog.

Cezan thinks that Elion is a principled bitch and that it is unlikely that anyone would have enough money to buy a favorable decision from her court. And about how she dominates Maylin harshly, and he watches from the side and later joins them.


- Tolred Regpen. Owner of a large woodworking company. And the owner of this house.
- Nice to meet you, Maylin.

Cezan is not thinking about Tolred, but about how he takes Maylin in Tolred's bathroom.


- Agnonna Ger, - the girl introduced herself. - My father is the mayor of this wonderful city.

Cezan thinks that it's good that Agnonna didn't follow in her father's footsteps and isn't as fat as he is. And about how he and Maylin entertain each other, and he watches from the side and later joins them.


- Ishiva Lim, owner of Clean Hands.
- Good evening, Maylin.

Cezan thinks about how well Ishiva works with her hands and how well he will work with his hands on Maylin.


- Asogal Orgunt. Owner of the Axoth shipyard. If you're going sailing, only on his ship!
- You're flattering me, Cezan.

Cezan is a little afraid of this man and at the same time thinks about how he takes Maylin on the bow of the moving ship.


- Tartie Orgunt. As always beautiful, Asogal's wife.
- Thank you for the compliment, Cezan.

Cezan thinks that he would go to the bottom of the sea if he tried to touch Tartie. And about how he takes Maylin on the seashore.


- I'm not familiar with you, miss.
- Kigla. I'm here by invitation from Mr. Asogal.
- It's always nice to see new faces in our circle.

Cezan thinks that he feels uncomfortable with this girl and that a chill runs down his spine.


- Garnet Richdin. He gives love to those who are deprived of it.
- To those whom our cruel society deprives of it.

Cezan remembers the girls from Garnet's brothels and how good they are. And about how he comes to the brothel to "rent" Maylin.


- I'm Taffy, and this red bitch is Maro, - the girl said, not waiting for introductions.


- You're the bitch))
- Yes, we are both bitches)

Cezan remembers how he had fun with them at one of the parties. And about how Maylin could be the fourth participant in the fun.


- Gabell No, - the man introduced himself. - My dress looks perfect on you, darling.
- And how did I not realize right away that this is your dress?
- Because you only think about how to take off dresses.
- Gabi, don't start)

Cezan thinks about how, as soon as he enters his house with Maylin, he tears off her dress and takes her right on the floor.


- Rosalind Lu. The best trader of all I know.
- Hello, Maylin, nice to meet you.

Cezan thinks that Rosalind's father was a pirate. And about how he pours rum on Maylin and licks everywhere he can.


- Izemberta Shum, granddaughter of the rector of the academy named after Ebet Strekut.
- Don't mention my grandfather, I'm an individual!
- Okay, I won't anymore.

Cezan thinks about how he takes Maylin in the academy library, covering her mouth so as not to disturb the readers.


- Lal Elvis...
- Priestess of the Temple of Great Darkness, - said the elf, interrupting Cezan.

Cezan remembers how he had fun with Lal in complete darkness. And thinks about how he does the same with Maylin.

Added 10 minutes ago
I don't know, it seems that it's easier to count the fights...