[What should I do?]
Our good times came to an end when the door swung open, and Milch walked in, pushing a trolley filled with tea and an assortment of snacks. She appeared completely unfazed by what she discovered, almost as if she had anticipated something like this would occur.
As she placed a cup of tea on the table for each of us, she looked up and said, "The sun is already at its peak. Don't you have more important things to do?"
I didn't reply immediately because the feeling of pulling my dick out of her butthole was more tense than I had anticipated. I made sure to handle Historia's body gently. Not wanting any mess from her backside to stain the couch, I decided it was best for her to lie face down on the floor while I settled back onto the couch myself.
I shifted my focus from Historia's small frame and began to observe what was unfolding with the others. After experiencing an overwhelming climax as she watched what was unfolding with her daughter, Alma gently laid her limp body down on the couch to rest.
Frieda was the only one who still had the strength to move, and as soon as she noticed Milch had arrived, she quickly gathered her remaining energy to smooth out her clothes. She was ready to walk out of the room, but I didn't let her defend her honor, even in front of Milch. So, I took her hand and gently pulled her into my embrace.
After that brief exchange, I shifted my focus entirely to Milch and quickly noticed that her smile seemed to be permanently etched on her face. It struck me as odd because the Milch I was familiar with had always struggled to hide her jealousy.
"Why did you just come in now? It's not like you whipped up these cookies yourself," I remarked, catching the look Milch shot at Frieda. It was clear that she had the answer ready to go, as her response came without any delay whatsoever.
"I don't want to interrupt your good time, especially knowing what lies ahead will be more complex and dangerous. So, I thought it would be best to let them borrow you for a little while."
"So, now that you're aware of the situation, what do you think I should do next?" I got right to the point, eager not to let the hot tea sitting on the table go to waste. So, I picked up one of the cups and took a sip.
"If we take it for granted that the Trost district has fallen, it implies that the titans are now wandering unchecked between Wall Rose and Wall Shina. We really have no option but to tackle the specific titans causing the trouble before it spirals out of control," Milch shared her thoughts candidly, even settling into a more relaxed position on the couch next to me.
In the meantime, Frieda, who had initially shown some resistance, eventually gave in and stopped trying altogether. She regained her focus as the conversation took a more serious turn.
"So, are you actually going to take on the Colossal Titan and the Armored Titan at last?" Frieda asked, her voice laced with a touch of concern. As I held her arm, I could feel it growing restless, almost like it was searching for something. Then, her slender fingers found mine and wrapped around them tightly, grounding us both.
"I'm still considering it over, but I'm absolutely going to stop them before they can completely wreck this kingdom," I said, a gentle smile playing on my lips. It wasn't until I looked down that I noticed I had drained my tea cup completely, leaving it empty without even realizing it.
I guess I'm not as calm as I believed I was...
What Milch said was absolutely spot on. If I wait any longer, it could be too late. But I can't just go hunting for Reiner and Bertholdt. The issue isn't going to end just because they're dead.
I need them to keep being my go-between with Marley. If they catch wind that the warriors they sent are gone, I can picture airships flooding the skies over Eldia the following day. The walls might offer some protection, but they won't be enough to fend off the looming threat they pose.
This kingdom is definitely not prepared to confront it in any way...
If that happens, it's going to hit me, too, and I'll end up losing more than I'd like to deal with. On one side, the strength I've managed to gather so far just doesn't measure up against other nations that boast more advanced technology. Meanwhile, Marley isn't going to back down from their ambitions. They'll keep pushing until they seize the power of the Founding Titan.
"What should I do?" I mumbled to myself, my thoughts drifting aimlessly as I searched for answers within my own mind. As I came to terms with my situation, I felt a weight settling in my chest, slowly growing heavier with each passing second.
Perhaps Milch had a point when he suggested that we all seek to unwind by indulging in debauchery, and I certainly wasn't immune to that urge. I was too confident, thinking I had all the answers to these issues. In reality, what I discovered was just a quick fix that didn't solve anything in the long run.
"Hey, Kaiser, are you okay? I don't want to bother you, but you've been spacing out for a while now," Milch's gentle voice caught me off guard, so close to my ear. Before I could respond, she gently guided my head to rest against her chest.
The gentle touch was incredibly soothing, particularly when she began to run her fingers through my hair with such care and affection. Recently, I found myself thinking of her solely as a perverted nun, completely overlooking the fact that she was still a mature woman who had cared for me since I was just a baby.
She was the first person I opened up to about the truth of this world, revealing how the Kingdom of Eldia harbored a dark secret in its past, a secret that has lingered and affected the nations beyond Paradise Island. She was the one who really got the situation we were in, second only to me.
"I'm good, just mulling over some plans we have lined up after this," I said with a hint of gratitude, feeling a smile start to spread across my face as my fingers gently brushed against her chest.
"Mmmh...♡ sounds good! I'm here to support whatever you decide to do..." This time, Milch lost her grip on composure, and a soft moan slipped out, surprising even herself. Watching her attempt to hide it with her hand, I felt a gradual lightening of the heavy weight that had settled on my heart.
"Today, we're set to meet a few people, and depending on how things unfold, we might find ourselves in a position where we need to use force," I said, noticing how Milch's gaze was glued to my hands as they moved over her chest.
Each time I traced a circle around her nipple, I could feel her breath hitch before it dropped back into a steady rhythm. Still, she couldn't quite mask her disappointment when the fabric of her nun's habit stood between us. Yet, she still found a way to catch me off guard with her hardened nipples.
"I wanted to reward you, but as you said, we still have plenty to tackle, so I hope this will suffice for now." With that, I gently grasped her hardened nipples between my thumb and index finger, twisting and pulling them firmly.
Milch clenched her teeth tightly, her eyes rolling back as her body twitched for a few seconds. It was only when I finally stopped my teasing that she settled down, the tension easing away. Still, she tried to maintain her posture and keep her body upright.
As I rose from the couch and adjusted my uniform, Frieda, sitting quietly off to the side, suddenly burst out, "Let me come with you!"
"No, this time I need you to look after your little sister until I get back," I replied just as quickly, then made my way over to Alma, who was peacefully sleeping on the other couch. She must be feeling pretty exhausted after the long trip, and the time she spent climaxing with her daughter.
"You want to meet my father, right? I can help you make it easier. We will also definitely be dealing with many nobles, so it would be more practical if you brought me along."
Frieda was still holding on, convinced that my meeting with Rod Reiss was bound to spiral into chaos. She had a point, though, because this time, I was planning to take one of his kids again—more specifically, to ensure everyone's safety.
Just a little reminder. A few years back, I managed to put a stop to Rod Reiss' scheme to hand over the power of the Founding Titan to Frieda. I also intervened to prevent Grisha Yeager from wiping out his whole family. Because of that, the wheel of fate kept spinning, and his eldest son ended up being the one who inherited it all.
Ulklin Reiss faced a fate quite similar to that of his uncle. According to Frieda, it seemed like his whole personality shifted, almost as if he had transformed into someone entirely different. It led to the conclusion that he was not free from being bound by the will of the First King.
Still, I had to be careful not to make any hasty moves, especially with Kenny hanging around. But Frieda didn't need to be in the loop about that at this point.
"I get it. You put in a ton of effort in the capital, and if you ever feel like nobody notices what you do, let me tell you, you're wrong. If it weren't for you facilitating my connections with nobles and important people in the government, I wouldn't be able to freely build my power in the shadows, so I am very grateful to have you by my side."
As my hands gently rested on Frieda's cheeks, I focused on sending her my warmth. It seemed to work, at least enough to ease the tremors that had taken over her body. Her eyes glistened with a blend of emotions, and as our foreheads came together, our noses brushed softly against each other. With her eyes gently shut, she took a deep breath, savoring the precious moment.
"I need you to promise me that you won't do anything impulsive, especially if it might put your safety at risk. Likewise, I will keep my promise to you."
She didn't ask me not to hurt her father?
Has she fallen that deeply for me, to the point where she cares about me more than her family? Or does she believe I wouldn't go that far, not even to the extent of killing her father?
I managed to keep my surprise under wraps, and once I woke Alma, I carefully lifted Historia off the floor and placed her gently on the bed. She stirred awake, a hint of curiosity in her eyes, but I quickly reassured her that I'd return later tonight. With that, she sank back into her dreams, comforted by my promise.
"Milch, could you please get everything ready for us? We need to focus on having enough manpower this time, more than we usually do."
Milch didn't take long to return, but when she did, she brought news that left me with a whirlwind of questions. I decided to keep those thoughts to myself for the moment. By the time we settled into the carriage, we found that other people were also waiting for us.
"I wanted to give you a more extravagant welcome, but we can always save that for another time. Now, tell me what you said to Milch," I said, my tone steady and serious. Normally, I would have let my time to tease her, as I always did when we met, but this time felt different. There was something more pressing at hand.
"I-I'm not entirely sure if this plan is the real deal, especially since it feels like a lot of people are still in the dark about it. But since Brother Levi shared it with me personally, I think you can count on it."
Meet Isabel Magnolia, a girl hailing from the underground city and someone who holds a special place in Levi's life. All I asked in return for granting her the freedom to live on the surface was that she become my informant within the Scout Regiment.
If we stick to the main storyline, she was supposed to meet her end with Furlan when they got eaten by the Abnormal Titan during their first mission with Levi in the Scout Regiment. But who knows? Maybe my actions created a butterfly effect, allowing them to survive against all odds and remain alive today.
Her body was soaked with sweat, and when she finally managed to catch her breath, she filled me in on everything going on in the Trost district after I left the next morning. Plus, she shared some insider info about what the Scout Regiment was cooking behind the scenes.