Chapter 143: The Queen’s Feet

The Queen was testing me, but of course I would answer yes!

"Of course! I’ll lick them! Shall I start right now?!"

"""Eh?!"""

The Queen and the maids were stunned by my answer. If it were Lady Doreen, she would lick anywhere I told her to! The maids looked disgusted, but the Queen’s cheeks were slightly flushed — maybe she had touched a sensitive spot!

"I-I’ll do it!"

A maid knelt beside me and started removing the Queen’s high heels.

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When the maid removed the Queen’s high heels, the Queen’s bare feet in socks appeared. The maid took off the socks, and her completely naked feet were revealed right in front of me.

Ah, she has slight flat feet. Is it hurting her? I unconsciously reached out to touch her foot. Just as I was about to, I stopped myself because I felt playful. Then I grabbed the Queen’s foot and gently massaged it with both hands.

"""Eh?!"""

The Queen and the maids froze. While they were still stunned, I rubbed the Queen’s feet even more vigorously and intently with both hands. If I had Heal, I could use it while massaging, and it would feel great... But then I had an idea! Use Sexual Technique! I can use Sexual Technique! That idea itself is dangerous, I thought later.

I rubbed her feet with pure good intentions, slowly and carefully, while being conscious of my Sexual Technique. I rubbed her big toe bone, then along the bones. Does the sole of the foot have any sexual acupuncture points? I thought, but I wasn’t expecting anything in return. I just wanted the Queen to feel good and hear her thank me, like a saint. Or maybe I was a sexual person.

For some reason, no one stopped me, so I continued. After I finished, the Queen asked,

"Do you want the other foot too?"

The maid silently removed the other sock and her completely bare foot appeared in front of me. The maids were all staring at my hands straight. Is something visible from my fingers?

Oh? The Queen’s feet were a little sweaty. I wiped them lightly with my sleeve and massaged them even more carefully. It must be Massage skill, right? What if it was actually Sexual Massage? I started worrying.

Since I had finished one foot, I placed the Queen’s other foot on my knee.

"How did it feel, Queen?"

The Queen’s face was peach-colored. Her eyes were a little hazy. The maids stood on either side, naturally blocking the view so no one could see what I was doing. The maids’ faces were red too, they looked really excited.

After a short pause, the Queen came back to herself and said,

"Yes, thank you. It felt very good..."

I received the perfect reply. The maid silently took the Queen’s other foot from my knee, put on a new pair of socks, and slipped the boots back on. While she was lacing the boots, the Queen’s remaining foot was still in my palm. No one told me to do this, but it just naturally happened. It felt completely natural. Maybe only I noticed. I thought that because the maid’s face was sweaty while she was tying the laces. That sweat, was it because of the current situation or because she was watching me? When I thought about it, the maid’s face and mine were only one foot apart.

After the Queen had her boots on, the maids didn’t stand up. Why? Since the maids didn’t stand, I remained kneeling and looked at the Queen’s legs. Even though she’s older, she’s still beautiful, I thought, when the Queen realized what I was looking at and said,

"It’s embarrassing."

She covered her legs with her hands. But when she did that, she bent forward and her chest was clearly visible through the wide collar. Her soft-looking breasts were about to spill out. My cock was already starting to gather blood again, and I was becoming hard, so I had to stand. But seeing that sexy view made it even harder.

"Lord Robby, please stand up," the Queen said.

I stood up with everything I had left! Of course my pants were tented, and anyone who saw me would understand what was making them so tight. Queen, if you want, I can get you the rejuvenation drug right now! You can drink it immediately!

The Queen didn’t seem to notice my cock, but the maids did. One maid covered her mouth. The Queen quickly returned to normal (since nothing had actually happened), took my hand, and stood up. She kept holding my hand all the way to the courtyard. We walked normally like mother and son, so there was nothing suspicious about it.

We walked around the courtyard and then around the palace. Even so, we only covered about 2,000 steps before returning to the Queen’s room. The Queen looked tired (it was proof of how little she usually walked) and immediately collapsed into a chair the moment she got back. The maids, on the other hand, showed no signs of fatigue. One maid was taking off the Queen’s boots, another was fetching drinks, and both were moving briskly.

"The distance wasn’t too bad, was it?" the Queen asked.

"No, it wasn’t enough at all. I think you should walk three times that distance."

The Queen looked disappointed.

"Is that so? So it’s that far?"

I said. The Queen sighed.

"Then I’ll have to walk more tomorrow."

I declared, and the maid said,

"Queen, please try your best tomorrow! If you think there will be delicious food ahead, you’ll be able to do it!"

It was just motivational talk, but it was better than saying nothing.

Anyway, I was allowed to leave. My spirit was completely worn out. I had barely managed to finish the meeting with Cantoner.

The dying grassland was right in front of me. Desertification was progressing fast.

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[A/N: Tried something really different lol, hope you guys liked it!]