08. Unexpected encounter (3)

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“As soon as they’ve collected their target quota, they’ll definitely head for the western port city immediately. It’ll be too late once they leave, so we’ll have to catch them while they’re on land.”

“Any idea of an approximate date?”

“It won’t be more than a month.”

“Where?”

“Haha, are you going to scour the bottom?”

“Aren’t the viper family at odds with your organization? Isn’t this a good chance to blow your nose without getting your hands dirty?”

Basca shrugged and remained silent, but Eve knew that snakes and wolves didn’t get along well.

Eve faked a grim expression and spoke up.

“Well I’ll find them eventually, even if I have to hunt them down, and I’m only asking for your cooperation to speed things up a bit. If you’re not going to give me any information, then I’m done here.”

“You’re short-tempered, ma’am.”

“Call me Eve.”

“Alright, Eve. I gave you a lead on the Vipers, but they’re going to be harder to find than you think. They’re really starting to grow in earnest, and they control quite a bit of territory.”

“So what?”

“There’s an abandoned barn site that’s said to be haunted in the old district farmland of Shillings, in central Kelverton. It was originally used to raise sheep and grow wheat, but after a series of incidents, it was abandoned. The last owner burned all the wheat on the vast farmland and committed suicide.”

“Stop talking nonsense.”

“The grandson of the landowner, who was weak to ghost stories, eventually sold the land. Do you know who bought it?”

“Kelverton isn’t too far from Londinium. They must have searched for a target here, kidnapped them, and traveled all the way there.”

This man already knew who Eve was looking for, where she was, and who the culprit was.

She had no idea how long he had been watching her or the Vermell Family.

A man, who was solely driven by the logic of having more power and money would have been more than happy to give her this information.

He was simply taking this as an opportunity to get rid of other hostile forces.

Moreover, she doesn’t know what he would ask for in return after readily disclosing this information.

It didn’t feel good to be treated like a puppet.

At that moment, a new mug of ale was placed in front of Eve, which she hadn’t ordered.

When Eve looked up, she saw the man, Basca held out his palm, beckoning her to drink.

Unable to resist her thirst, Eve grabbed the ale mug roughly and poured the beer down the back of her throat.

The l*quid hit her tongue with a subtle discomfort she hadn’t felt before.

“You come here often?”

“Since it’s a business managed by our side, I guess.”

“Hmm.”

Eve’s hand groped the bumpy surface of her low-grade mug.

He wasn’t lying, after all just looking at the way he’d slammed down the recommended menu without a moment’s hesitation, he’s definitely familiar with this place.

So it seems like no matter what he did here, there would be no one else to help her.

A sudden giggle, a small laugh, burst out from Eve’s mouth.

‘Things are definitely getting interesting.’

There was no sign of tension anywhere on her face.

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Basca led Eve upstairs to the inn room on the third floor of the pub. Her tongue seemed to have been loosened by the amount of alcohol she had consumed.

Still, Eve staggered under his support, spouting random nonsense like,

“Ah, ?For Eve?. You’re a stinkin’ stupid game. Doesn’t the dismemberment ending make any sense? Hey, don’t you think so, too? I mean, even if you’re a wreck, how could you think of cutting off the female lead’s limbs? What kind of game is that? It’s mental torture! Developers should put their money where their mouth is!”

At least 70% of her rumblings were dotted with words she couldn’t even understand.

Basca entered the largest room on the third floor and unwrapped Eve’s arm from around his shoulders, and tossed her onto the bed.

“I never realized that you’d make things easier for me.”

She was an undignified, and unkempt woman.

He wouldn’t even think that she’s an heiress of a well-educated noble family, and if they’d met on the street, he wouldn’t have given her a second glance.

But she was still a m*mber of the nobility, no matter how furry and undignified she might seem.

The thought of bending and breaking an innocent maiden with noble blood to his will was quite a thrill.

The reason he had ventured out today in the first place was because he had received a report that Evelyn Vermell had left her estate.

Her, going to the east side of the river had been quickly reported by his underlings, and he, who had found it hard enough to keep up with her tail, had taken it upon himself, half on a whim, not to miss this rare opportunity.

At first, he wondered what kind of woman the Crown Prince and the Young Count of Vermell were keeping so closely guarded, and only lightly wished he could take advantage of her weaknesses.

He hadn’t expected things to go so well.

He first unstrapped Eve’s weapons and tossed them aside, then removed his jacket.

He tossed the jacket to the floor, and was pleased that he decided to save something so ragged that only commoners would wear.

Basca or Basilio climbed on top of Eve’s body and removed his dark coat, tossing it aside as well, before unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it down, and unbuttoning his front.

His well-defined pectoral muscles peeked out from under the white shirt.

“Mmmm… What the hell.”

Eve, who was a little conscious of the tickling hem moving near her neck, yanked it away, and pulled all the buttons with an annoyed expression on her face.

She then snapped her fingers at the man who had been fiddling around at her waist.

Basilio smiled at her, feigning amusement, and whispered.

“Relax, young lady.”

“You…”

“I won’t hurt you if you stay quiet.”

Basilio cupped Eve’s chin and immediately buried his lips into hers.

For a moment, her taut flesh meshed and deep sighs stimulated each other’s tongues.

Eve’s lips lingered on his as he undressed her, piece by piece.

The only thing he hadn’t expected was that Eve’s response to his lips was so different from the reactions of other young women.

She didn’t cry or scream, she didn’t struggle nor push him away, she didn’t make a face of horror.

Eve reached out and tugged at Basilio’s hair, not with the stupor of alcohol or drugs, but with a relaxed, laid-back look on her face.

Her tongue was actively probing the man’s mouth.

Clearly, Eve’s movements were those of a woman who knew how to kiss.

Eve’s aggressive approach to the man’s mouth reversed their positions in an instant.

The kiss was almost overwhelming.

Teeth touched teeth, lips didn’t quite meet, but they ended up in the wrong places.

But all the while, Eve’s tongue dutifully lapped at his lean flesh.

Basilio felt her tongue tugging painfully on the root of his tongue, then suddenly tickling and gently stimulating the roof of his mouth, he suddenly realized that his own mouth was actually quite sensitive.

“Hmph, hah…….”

“Hah…….”

For a moment, their lips parted with a slurping sound, and a thin silk in between.

Basilio couldn’t hide his bewilderment as he realized that their positions had actually been reversed, and that he was now the one pinned beneath her.

Eve licked his lower lip once, moist with saliva, and then muttered an expletive in her mouth, barely loud enough for him to hear.

Following her skillful lead, Basilio whimpered a little, trying to hide his embarrassment.

“Hah… It’s not like you haven’t been played with once or twice.”

“Haha, you big d*ck. You actually dared to taunt me like a little girl.”

Eve, who was straddling Basilio’s abdomen, rolled her eyes in laughter.

Basilio doubted his ears for a moment, if he really heard the colorful insults, it was definitely a far cry from her gentle laughter.

Then suddenly, with a loud thud, a hard fist slammed into his cheek.

“Cough, cough…!”

“You assh*le, you actually dared to drug me, what did you think you were going to do by knocking me out?”

“Jesus, you’re crazy…!”

“You f*cking assh*le, what did you think you were going to do with a drugged woman. Didn’t your daddy ever tell you that s*x should start between two people who were in their sound minds?”

Eve glared at him and swung her fist again indiscriminately.

His cheeks, cheekbones, and the corners of his mouth were torn and stained bright red in an instant.

Horrified by the merciless assault, Basilio cursed and struggled, trying to grab Eve’s wrists with a vicious grip.

Eve shook off the man’s grip with a flick of her arm, then quickly grabbed his hair and jerked it to the side as if to tear it off.

“You little—- Hey! Dude, didn’t you pull this sh*t because you wanted to f*ck me, then why are you being so defiant now? Don’t be a d*ck, you’re making me feel like sh*t.”

Eve knew she was drugged, but she swallowed it down as if she didn’t know anyway.

One of her many passive skills was the Poison Resistance passive skill, so she was confident that she would never be poisoned by some crappy paralyzing drug.

It was one of the physical abilities she’d awakened in her previous life, and one she’d been aware of having ever since becoming Eve.

It was a very useful ability, except that it didn’t treat alcohol as poison.

Thanks to her passive ability not treating alcohol as poison, Eve had to deal with the fact that whenever she was drunk, her eyes would roll back in her head and she’d go crazy.

The day after getting drunk, she had to hear people calling her, ‘A mad dog, it’s the mad dog.’

In other words, she was surprisingly vulnerable to alcohol.

And in a very bad way.

“Wow, look at that lightheadedness. How much alcohol did you pour me? Tell me. How much did I have?”

“Three, eight… How the f*ck do I know that…!”

“Assh*le, you should know because you handed it to me, so how else did I get drunk?”

Snap, snap, snap!

In the meantime, Eve’s hand didn’t stop, slapping Basilio’s cheek quite painfully.

He gritted his teeth and barely managed to shake off Eve’s hand, pushing her away.

After being thrown to the side of the bed, Eve scrambled to her feet with a swiftness that belied her drunkenness and kicked Basilio in the back as he rolled out of bed.

There was a loud crunching sound as he fell forward and hit the floor with a thud.

Eve slid under the bed and kicked him in the side of the head with her pointed shoe.

The unforgiving kicks finally brought a groan of pain from Basilio’s mouth.

“Cough…Cough…!”

“F*ck, what are you doing, showing your back for. Come on, let’s do this, assh*le.”

“Crazy, cough..”

“Hahaha, you dare to answer back!”

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