Chapter 430: Ron is back

"I wonder if Husband’s balls are connected to some external dimension where tons of cum accumulate... there’s no way that much could fit in there..." Evelyn remarked.

"Yeah." Elena scraped a bit of cum off the top of her nipple with her finger, gathering a thick, white strand, and brought it to her lips. "Not that I’m complaining, hehehe~"

Evelyn nodded, her tongue already poking out.

Then her delicate tongue made contact. Not on Ethan’s cock, but on the exposed top of Elena’s right breast, right where the layer of cum was thickest.

The huge, squishy breast sank around her tongue, so soft that the dark flesh parted under her touch as if it wanted to swallow her whole tongue.

Evelyn dragged a long, slow lick up the curve, then closed her lips and swallowed what she’d gathered with a low moan.

Only then did she lean over Ethan’s cock.

She planted a wet kiss on the head, feeling it throb against her lips and drawing a low breath out of Ethan.

Then she went back to licking calmly, her tongue alternating between Elena’s breasts and Ethan’s cock, gathering every strand of cum she found along the way.

It wasn’t long before Ysara also came out of the bathroom, her hair still dripping, her eyes falling on that beautiful sight.

"Hey, leave a little for me too!" she complained, already tossing the towel behind her.

Her breasts sprang free instantly, bouncing high with every hurried step toward the bed, leaping up and slapping back down against her ribs before she flung herself onto the mattress.

Mireya came right behind her, climbing onto the bed, her own breasts bobbing as she settled in beside her mother.

Mother and daughter worked together alongside Evelyn, three tongues vying for space, licking and sucking every inch of Ethan’s cock and Elena’s tits.

Ethan just relaxed, one hand sliding down to Evelyn’s plump, juicy ass and kneading it slowly, the thick cheek bulging up between his fingers.

Life really was very good.

***

It was a beautiful morning in Goldenveil.

The sun was already up over the slopes of Eternal Mountain, casting a golden glow that bathed the entire city.

Even the morning mist wasn’t white. It shimmered with that same golden light as it drifted down over the rooftops, settling on the city like a veritable veil of gold.

A beautiful sight, without a doubt.

And beneath that veil, the whole city was slowly waking up.

Police officers patrolled the streets. On one corner, a small group of them had gathered, notebooks in hand, investigating a theft that had taken place in the early hours of the morning.

Up on the walls, the guards were changing shifts, while farmers headed out toward the fields with their tools slung over their shoulders.

Merchants pushed open the doors of their shops, and children began to appear on the streets, all in uniform, walking in neat, organized groups toward their schools.

It was a peaceful, quiet morning in a prosperous and wealthy city.

Beyond Goldenveil’s high outer walls flowed the broad, crystalline Solene River, a full five kilometers wide from one bank to the other.

A few hundred meters farther on, the river opened into the gigantic Lake Azur, a body of water the size of Spain back on Earth.

On that same river, a fleet of ten large, luxurious ships glided calmly forward, their hulls cutting through the water toward the city.

It was a fleet far smaller than the Drakenoir Family’s, which Goldenveil had welcomed not long ago.

Still, by the standards of what the Eternal Forest usually received, it was a large one.

Aboard the flagship was a figure Ethan knew well: Ron, a merchant who had earned his fame and fortune precisely thanks to Goldenveil.

Once, he had been an unknown merchant who risked his life on dangerous journeys through the Eternal Forest. Now he was the owner of a respectable fleet of merchant ships.

A man who could proudly call himself one of the wealthiest in the Kingdom of Burning Ice.

He was still nowhere near the great families, whose wealth had been piling up for generations, some for more than ten thousand years, but his prosperity was undeniable.

The branches of his chamber of commerce already spanned two kingdoms, and he was preparing to open his first in one of the Central Empires.

At that moment, Ron sat in his office, sipping a cup of coffee with a calm expression on his face.

The strong aroma of the drink mingled with the humid river air drifting in through the open window.

A soft knock sounded at the door, followed by the voice of one of his employees.

"Boss, we’re almost at Goldenveil. No more than ten minutes."

Ron nodded and downed the rest of his coffee in a single gulp. Then he forced himself up from his chair and left the room.

Out on the deck, the river breeze hit his face. Sailors bustled around him, preparing the ship to dock.

Ahead, the walls of Goldenveil were already coming into view, shrouded in that golden mist.

Today, he carried no less than two hundred millions gold coins in his spatial ring.

All it had taken was showing them that third-stage wine, along with the magic grains, for the banks’ confidence in him to skyrocket.

Now, however, there was just one problem.

He needed to secure at least fifty metric tons of magic grains for those banks. That was the promise he had made to keep the investors happy.

If he succeeded, he would have room to ask for even larger investments.

Ron still didn’t know that the Drakenoir Family was involved with Ethan, but even if he did, he wouldn’t care much.

The Drakenoirs would be too focused on supplying the Central Empires to think about investing here, in Ron’s backyard.

If he knew how little the average Goldenveil worker paid for a kilo of magic rice, though, he would certainly be outraged.

And so, Ron’s fleet slowly approached the city.

The ships’ sails billowed with the wind at their backs.

It didn’t take long before the crews lowered them. From then on, only the mana engines pushed the ships forward, humming low as they churned a trail of white foam in their wake.

In less than a minute, Goldenveil’s vast, beautiful walls filled Ron’s view. At the same time, he felt the density of mana around him surge, and his eyebrows rose slightly.

A faint smile crossed his face. He was very curious to see how much Goldenveil had changed.