The Kingdom’s Greatest Fool? No, I’m the Ruler From the Darkness ~The Hidden Face of the Fat Prince~ - Chapter 57: The Temptation of the Mage

Chapter 57: The Temptation of the Mage

On the appointed day, I visited Baroness Flora Nightshine’s magical research institute.

Normally, I’d use the Gray Trading Company’s carriage, but today, I chose a newly crafted one bearing a crest befitting someone promised a barony.

Thanks to Iris’s disguise potion, I maintained my appearance as Marcus Gray.

The institute sat atop a gentle hill outside the capital, surrounded by flowers rich with magical energy.

The tower-like building was enveloped in pale blue magical light, exuding a fantastical atmosphere.

“Lord Gray, welcome.”

As I stepped from the carriage, Flora greeted me personally.

Instead of her usual mage attire, she wore a deep blue evening dress.

Her black hair gleamed blue under the moonlight, her presence mystical and alluring.

She’s much older than Iris, but to my mental age, she’s a young woman.

“Baroness Nightshine, thank you for your invitation.”

I bowed courteously.

Up close, she was truly beautiful.

In this world, her age might be mocked as past marriageable, but her accomplishments suggest she had no time for romance.

Her beauty, talent, mage status, and baronial rank would intimidate most young men.

Ordinary men would shrink before her.

Unlike women using standard magic, a mage like her wields powerful, expertly honed magic elevated to the realm of sorcery.

At 32, she’s young by my past-life standards and, in this world, at a charmingly mature stage.

As an object of desire, she’s quite a prize.

“Please, call me Flora. Tonight is informal.”

She smiled, guiding me into the institute.

The interior was larger than I expected, filled with magical devices, potions, and ancient tomes.

It shared similarities with Iris’s workshop but had a more academic air.

A corner held an elegant dining area, with a table laden with delicate dishes prepared for me.

She’d clearly gone to great lengths.

“We research magically enhanced ingredients here.”

Flora explained, leading me to the table.

As we dined, conversation naturally shifted to business.

My princely education made navigating such social settings second nature.

“Your absorbent product could aid magical research.”

Flora said with interest.

“When handling special chemicals, instant absorption could prevent dangerous reactions.”

“An intriguing application.”

I nodded.

“We’re developing magic-resistant products. Using materials that withstand magical potions, I’ll send you prototypes.”

Of course, these were Iris’s special materials.

Repurposing her research for public business is efficient.

“That’s wonderful.”

Flora’s eyes sparkled.

She listened intently to my business talk, occasionally asking sharp questions.

Her interest wasn’t just social; it was genuinely intellectual, a mage’s instinct.

As dinner neared its end, I produced a small box.

“A small token of gratitude.”

“Oh!”

Flora took the box, her eyes widening at its contents.

Wrapped in fine silk was a small, egg-shaped device.

It was a top-tier sex toy from Prince Victor’s shop, sold only to select noble members.

It offered physical pleasure and magically induced arousal.

“This is…”

Flora’s cheeks flushed.

As a mage, she likely understood its function and structure.

“Was it distasteful?”

I feigned concern.

“I apologize if I offended.”

“No.”

She replied softly.

“I’m… delighted.”

Her words surprised me.

I hadn’t expected such a direct response.

The sex toy’s prevalence in noble society exceeded my expectations.

“Flora…”

“Together with you…”

Her voice carried clear excitement, her eyes moist with desire, her breathing heavy.

“Among some nobles lately… this is becoming customary…”

She explained, slightly embarrassed.

“Especially among high-society women, it’s like a code for forming new, secret relationships.”

So, there’s a hidden side to noble society I hadn’t known.

Likely, my sex toy shop sparked this “custom.”

Prince Victor’s shop has made nobles less hesitant to acquire such items.

When the heir to the throne runs such a business, even the church can’t strongly object, allowing this “custom” to spread rapidly.

My sex toy business not only generated profit but also fostered high society’s corruption—a hidden goal.

The seeds I sowed have blossomed unexpectedly.

“I see.”

I smiled.

“Then let’s follow this new culture.”

“Then, this way…”

Flora stood, taking my hand.

She led me to her private quarters deep in the institute.

A soft magical light glowed, illuminating a large bed.

The night sky and full moon shone through the window, creating a fantastical ambiance.

“I offer you my everything.”

Flora began to slowly remove her blue dress.

Her skin, bathed in moonlight, glowed mystically.

Faint magical patterns adorned her body, unlike Eleanor’s icy beauty but intriguing in its own way.

As Marcus Gray, I maintained my mask, but inwardly, I smirked with satisfaction.

My plan to destabilize the faction from within was progressing smoothly.

Seducing Flora gave me a foothold in Lucius’s magical division.

Her research and knowledge would benefit Iris.

“Flora, you’re beautiful.”

I offered sincere praise.

Touching her skin, I felt a faint magical current.

A mage’s body was slightly different from an ordinary woman’s—an intriguing discovery.

I positioned myself over Flora’s naked form, pressing my erect cock against her wet pussy.

“Flora, you’ll give me everything?”

I asked in a low voice.

She nodded, breathing heavily.

“Yes… I’m yours, Lord Gray.”

I thrust my cock in, penetrating her deeply.

“Aahh!”

Flora let out a high-pitched scream.

She surrendered to me, and we became one, enveloped in magical light.

I moved relentlessly, her breasts swaying with each thrust, sweat beading on her skin.

“Lord Gray… it feels so good…”

She moaned my name.

Listening to the sound of our bodies and the wet noises, I drove her to ecstasy.

“Lord Gray… I’m losing my mind…”

Flora writhed, sweat dripping from her magically lit skin, her voice tinged with frenzy.

Her rationality was succumbing to pleasure.

Carefully probing her body and mind, I extracted secrets about Lucius’s faction, his weaknesses, and her magical research.

“Gray…”

She called my name, trembling with magical waves.

As her emotions surged, the room’s magical lamps flickered intensely.

A mage’s emotions seemed tied to their magic.

“Flora, tell me everything.”

I whispered in her ear.

“About Prince Lucius, the faction, your magic…”

During our intimacy, she revealed various secrets.

Faction rivalries, Lucius’s vulnerabilities, and the latest magical research.

All were valuable for my plans.

Reporting to Iris would advance her work.

“Ahh! It’s reaching so deep…”

Flora’s voice dripped with pleasure.

Clinging to me, she thrust her hips desperately.

In the moonlit bedroom, our tryst grew more heated.

The faint blue light from her skin cast a fantastical glow, projecting our shadows on the walls.

“Hey, Gray… harder… ravage my pussy until it breaks!”

Her brazen words were accompanied by her nails digging into my back.

As her magical power was unleashed, the room’s air grew hot and charged.

As her passion surged, her magic began to leak out.

Normally, a mage like her fully controls her magic, but in extreme emotional states, it seems to spill out naturally.

This was a fascinating discovery.

Iris would find this a compelling research topic.

“Flora… can you be mine alone?”

I asked, nibbling her earlobe.

She trembled with pleasure, nodding firmly.

“Yes… from today, I’m yours. I’ll be your lewd pet, Lord Gray.”

Satisfied, I intensified my thrusts.

“More…”

Flora’s desperate voice echoed.

The magical patterns on her skin flickered, and her eyes leaked magical light.

I made a decision.

It was time to reveal a fraction of my power.

To completely captivate her, physical intimacy alone wasn’t enough.

To dominate a mage’s heart, a magical bond was necessary.

Focusing my mind, I released a sliver of my hidden dark magic.

Black-purple energy flowed from my fingertips, touching Flora’s body.

As I play the foolish prince, my ability to use magic is a closely guarded secret, known only to Iris and Mia.

“Ah… aahh… Lord Gray… this… hii! What… it’s incredible!!”

Her pussy contracted, tightening around me.

Her body arched, her voice a mix of shock and pleasure.

Ripples of blue light spread from her body under the magical impact.

The black-purple aura from my cock struck her womb, stirring her dormant magic, writhing like magical tentacles caressing her deepest parts.

“You… use magic…? Ahh… no… I… I…!”

Flora’s eyes widened in shock.

As a mage, she keenly sensed my magic.

The black-purple aura writhed within her, intertwining and merging with her magic.

“Ahh! Gray… I’m gonna cum…! My pussy’s melting…! I’m cumming! Gray… I love you…!”

Flora moaned repeatedly, climaxing multiple times.

Her pussy overflowed with love juices, filling the room with a sweet scent.

I didn’t respond, instead infusing more dark magic and thrusting harder.

The black-purple and her blue magic mingled, creating a mystical vortex of light.

Dark magic is often shunned, but Flora seemed aroused by it.

Her curiosity for the taboo might be fueling her passion.

“How… you use magic too… aaah!! Gray!! Fguuhhh!!”

Her words became fragmented, turning into incoherent moans.

In the magic-charged space, her senses were heightened to their limit.

Tears streamed from her eyes.

“No more…! My pussy’s breaking! Gray!! I’m cumming!!!”

She screamed, climaxing repeatedly.

The magical resonance between us caused the room’s magical devices to react.

Books fell from shelves, liquids in flasks bubbled, and curtains swayed without wind.

All were effects of our combined magic.

This unintended side effect would only deepen her impression of me.

“Flora… beg for it lewdly.”

I commanded in a low voice.

The black-purple aura pierced her womb, delving deeper, writhing like a living thing.

“Gray…! I’m yours… I offer everything!! Please…! Ravage my pussy more!! Thrust your cock deep inside me!!”

Flora moaned madly, moving her hips on her own.

She’d completely lost her rationality, consumed by pleasure.

“More…! Ravage me more!! Fill my pussy with your magic!! Pound me with your cock!!!”

Her lewd words poured out, the room filled with raw sounds and voices.

“Gray…! Gray…!!!”

Calling my name, Flora climaxed repeatedly.

The black-purple aura surged within her, diving deeper.

Waves of magic burst from her body, signaling her orgasms.

A mage’s climax, unlike an ordinary woman’s, seemed to trigger a magical explosion.

“Your magic… it’s seeping into me…! Aaah!! It’s reaching my core…! More… give me more! Who… are you…?”

I answered her question with silence, releasing stronger dark magic waves.

The black-purple light enveloped her, and she surrendered to the vortex of magic and pleasure, speechless.

“Gray!! I’m cumming!! My pussy’s cumming!! With your cock…! Aaah!!”

Flora arched her back, climaxing intensely.

Her released magic grew stronger.

“Cum with me…! Fill me up…! Pour your seed into Flora’s pussy…!”

I delivered a final thrust, releasing all my pent-up dark magic into her.

“Gray!! Gray!! AAAHH!! It’s hot…! It’s raging inside me…!!”

Her voice rose to a scream, her body trembling violently.

The sound of my thick semen pouring into her echoed.

“Fgu…! So deep…! It’s reaching my womb…!! My core’s burning…! Aaaah!!”

Blue-white light poured from her skin, illuminating the room.

It was a magical release, proof she’d surrendered to pleasure beyond her limits.

“Gray…! Gray!! My everything…! It’s all yours…!! I’ll be your woman…!!”

At the peak of the magical light, blue light exploded from Flora’s body.

It was likely a sensation she’d never experienced.

Magical devices reacted, some shattering.

As the light faded, Flora trembled in my arms, breathless.

Her eyes held a mix of fear, excitement, and curiosity.

“You’re… a mage…?”

She asked weakly. I smiled, kissing her sweaty forehead lightly.

“It’s a secret. Don’t tell anyone.”

Her trembling hand touched my face.

“Why… are you hiding it?”

“You’ll understand when the time comes.”

I, the great one, answered calmly.

“But this is our little secret. You mustn’t tell anyone. Can you promise that?”

She hesitated but soon nodded faintly.

“I promise… but will you tell me everything someday?”

“Of course.”

I embraced her.

Her loyalty was already becoming mine.

Knowing I’m a mage would only draw her closer.

For a mage like her, a bond with someone sharing her power is special.

“Flora, you’re special.”

I whispered in her ear.

“That’s why I showed you a glimpse of the real me.”

A blissful expression spread across her face.

She didn’t know.

The word “special” would be whispered to Countess Isabella tomorrow and Baroness Maria the day after.

Each believing themselves “special” would spark fierce competition and jealousy among them.

The room was a mess from the magical aftermath.

Flora rose weakly, using magic to tidy up.

“Your magic… it’s dark-attributed.”

She observed me with a professional eye.

“Rare, especially among nobles.”

“That’s why I keep it secret.”

I replied quietly.

“There’s prejudice in the world.”

“I understand.”

She nodded empathetically.

“As a mage, I’m judged in many ways, especially as a woman.”

We continued discussing magic.

She asked many questions about my abilities, but I deflected vaguely, drawing out her magical knowledge instead.

Unwittingly, she revealed numerous secret magical techniques and details about Lucius’s faction’s magical research.

“The palace’s magical defense system is a commission from the prince.”

She spoke unguardedly.

“I’m developing enhancements for the magical barrier and new spells for intruder detection.”

This was invaluable information.

Knowing the palace’s defense system details would make seizing the throne easier.

Before dawn, I bid her farewell, satisfied.

Flora Nightshine was fully mine.

She didn’t know her magical knowledge would be used to bring about the downfall of the prince she served.

“We’ll meet again, I promise.”

Her eyes already showed obsession and dependence.

“Anytime, Gray.”

She saw me off reluctantly.

As I boarded the carriage, I thought of my next target, Countess Isabella.

How to claim her, with her distinct allure compared to Flora.

But first, I needed to recover from the fatigue of using dark magic.

I’d return to Iris’s workshop for a healing potion.

“The first is secured.”

I murmured quietly.

The path to the faction’s collapse was progressing steadily.

The information gained must be shared with Iris and Mia for the next strategy.

The carriage headed toward the capital at dawn.

My heart was already filled with the next prey and ambitions for the throne.