7 A Little Bet With Lady Larien!

The arena, though just the castle's training ground, seemed vast to Adonis, looming over him like a giant's maw ready to devour him whole. Circular in shape, it was packed with spectators, all eager to witness the impending showdown between him and Lucien.

Every face in the crowd belonged to a castle servant. The lord had made it clear that he didn't want anyone from outside catching wind of this fiasco, so only the castle staff were present.

Lord Larien didn't want the whole world gossiping about this embarrassing brawl.

The arena was enclosed by towering walls that appeared impenetrable, casting an intimidating shadow over the scene below.

Excitement buzzed through the spectators, eager to witness the clash between the two young masters. Despite knowing the likely outcome, watching the Lord's sons battle each other was still a thrilling spectacle.

On the eastern side of the arena, our protagonist leaned against the battlement, his gaze fixed intensely on the fighting ground below.

To any onlooker, it might seem like he was deep in contemplation about the impending fight. Little did they know, he was actually hurling curses and insults at the dumb system inside his head.

After all, it was the system that had roped him into this mess in the first place. When he had uttered the words "Trial by combat" earlier, it wasn't by his own volition. The system had tricked him into it.

When Lord Larien asked about the proof, and just as he was considering his response, the system had decided to chime in with a sudden message:

[Trial by combat.]

Being caught off guard by the random message from the system, he inadvertently read it out loud, sealing his fate in this predicament.

Even though the system had royally screwed him over, he decided not to backtrack and instead opted to go with the flow. After all, he was curious to test the limits of his newfound strength.

[Goddess of lust approves your mentality.]

Another one of those nonsensical messages from the system.

'Great, just what I needed. I've barely been here a few hours and I'm already thrown into a life-or-death fight with a seasoned warrior, relying on nothing but surprise tactics.'

Shaking his head in frustration, he resolved to end the battle swiftly. Once it was over, he'd demand answers from the system about what the heck was going on in this world.

"I don't know what foolish thoughts you were having when you decided to challenge Lucien. You should have just admitted your sins and be done with it."

A sweet voice caught him off guard from behind, causing him to jump and spin around, slightly taken aback.

There she stood, a few yards away, a woman with her arms crossed under her full chest, accentuating her curves, and her warm black eyes locked onto him.

It was the lady of the house, a stranger whose name he hadn't learned yet.

Her attire was a flowing gown that draped her form gracefully, showcasing her curves. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, framing her pale pink lips.

Her fair complexion was smooth and devoid of blemishes, with just a hint of blush on her cheeks, adding to her allure. She was indeed a complete MILF - mature, irresistible, and voluptuous.

Adonis, unsure of the relationship with this woman and the body he now inhabited, opted to play it cool.

"Well, I need to prove my innocence, don't I, mom?"

The woman's eyes widened in shock, a frown creasing her forehead at the mention of "mom." It was as if she had seen a ghost. Doubt began to creep into Adonis's mind. 

'Wait, isn't she my mother?'

"Yo-you're calling me mom?!" she shrieked, her hand flying to cover her mouth in disbelief.

"Yeah?"

Adonis scratched his head, puzzled by the woman's strong reaction to being called "mom." 

Her face flushed red, and he figured she was probably feeling a mix of anger and disgust. Then, just like that, her expression returned to normal, as if nothing had happened, her demeanor shifting to one of indifference.

"Sugar-coated words won't save you from my son. You should've chosen your battles more wisely."

Her tone turning icy and distant. In an instant, she seemed like a completely different person.

Not to mention, her aura seemed to morph into something entirely new, something more mature and..hot. Adonis couldn't help but lick his lips, feeling a sudden surge of intensity.

Just then, a message popped into his mind:

[Successfully activated Predator gaze.]

"I'll thoroughly destroy your son today. Since it's a trial by combat, I can even kill him and no one will bat an eye."

Lady Larien visibly flinched at his words, but it was when their eyes met that she truly recoiled. The predatory gaze in his eyes was like that of a hungry tiger stalking its prey in the wild, ready to pounce and tear her apart.

Gulp.

She felt his intense gaze as if she were being undressed with his eyes, from the depths of her black orbs to the valley between her breasts.

It was as if he could see right through her gown, envisioning her lush curves, erect nipples, and moist lips hidden beneath.

For the first time in her life, she felt a hint of fear in the presence of this young boy. No one, not even the lord himself, had ever made her feel this way.

"What-what are you saying? You've just Awakened now. How do you expect to beat someone like Lucien, who's trained his entire life?"

He didn't react immediately, instead he continued to admire her body as if he were evaluating the quality of a fine wine.

Lady Larien instinctively tightened her hands over her ample chest, causing the fabric of her gown to stretch tight across her chest, revealing a generous amount of cleavage. He could even see the base of her breasts as they swelled beneath the thin cloth.

His eyes narrowed in hunger, and his breathing became ragged. The sight of her milky white flesh stirred his loins, causing his cock to throb painfully within its confines.

Lady Larien felt like a helpless prey before this ferocious tiger. Her breath caught in her throat as his gaze held hers captive. She had never felt such intense desire before, and it both frightened and for some reasons...exhilarated her.

"When I'm about to kill him, I'll look straight at you. If you raise your right hand just a little at that moment, I'll spare your son. But..." 

Adonis moved closer to her, causing Lady Larien to take a step back. Her hands remained clutched tightly over her breasts, and she could feel the rapid thumping of her heart. 

"...if you do that," he continued, closing the distance between them, "it means you have to agree to one thing that I ask from you."

Adonis moved a little closer, his hot breath brushing against her skin and causing her to shiver involuntarily.

Her eyes were locked onto his, and she found herself unable to tear them away.

There was something about those eyes that captivated her, as if they were casting a spell over her.

"Watch out, mother. Changes are coming to this world soon and I will be the cause of it."

With a wicked grin, he parted ways with the woman and headed towards the battleground. It was showtime.

Now, he had a new goal driving him to win this fight. If he emerged victorious, the MILF would owe him a favor, and he planned to use it...very well.

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