Chapter 362: Time to get to work
"It shouldn’t be too hard to convince them to accept me as the sect’s leader... actually, they’ve already offered me the position once..." Seo-ah murmured against Ethan’s chest, her voice low. "I think I’ll accept."
Her own desire to sleep had already slipped from her mind.
Her naked, delicate body was pressed firmly against Ethan’s tall, powerful frame, her soft cheeks sinking ever so slightly into his broad, warm chest.
"Good girl..."
Seo-ah blushed at those two simple words, her eyes fluttering shut as her heart began to race inside her chest.
She was the daughter of the Kim family, the wealthiest chaebol in all of Korea.
And yet, there she was, all flustered and with her pulse racing just from being called a good girl by an NPC in a game.
Well, she was actually a little embarrassed by herself, but unlike the other girls in her family—her cousins and even her own brother—she had never been very proud.
She considered herself a very simple woman.
She wanted to look at pictures of cute kittens, have fun, and sleep well at night. Anything beyond that was unnecessary.
Moments later, Ethan turned off the shower above them, and, now clean, the two of them stepped out of the bathroom together.
Seo-ah simply pulled a pair of tiny white panties from her own player inventory, slipping them on with a slight wiggle of her hips before flopping comfortably onto Ethan’s enormous bed.
The soft mattress sank beneath the weight of her delicate body, her full, bare breasts bouncing gently with the impact, jiggling for a moment before settling softly back into place atop her chest.
When Ethan finally lay down beside her, Seo-ah nestled into his arms with a natural, feline gesture, a satisfied smile curving her pink lips and a moist sheen still dancing across her freshly bathed porcelain skin.
She draped one leg over his hip, her full, soft thigh settling against his, while her left hand came to rest on Ethan’s broad, powerful chest.
Her butt, covered by nothing but those tiny white panties, tilted upward from the new position, one of her rounded buttocks jutting out invitingly in the dim light of the room.
It was then that she felt Ethan’s left hand moved, sliding slowly down her delicate back before descending to rest right at the top of one of her buttocks.
He simply held it there for a moment, his strong fingers gliding carefully over the soft flesh and molding themselves to the generous shape of that milky orb.
Her porcelain skin gave way gently under the pressure of his palm, and each slow, possessive caress sent small, delicate ripples spreading across her rounded buttock, soft quivers of flesh that seemed to melt into his touch.
Seo-ah didn’t complain. Quite the opposite.
Her entire body relaxed completely, the warmth of Ethan’s hand on her butt bringing such pleasant comfort that she purred softly against his chest.
"Your family... what are they like?" Seo-ah asked, her voice soft and curious.
At first, the fact that Ethan belonged to the Darkwall family had been a well-kept secret in Goldenveil, but after Amelia’s arrival, that knowledge had spread like wildfire, and now everyone knew his true origins.
"Darkwall?" Ethan’s lips parted slowly. "It was... complicated."
"I was never considered a very talented young man, despite all my effort... My brothers always outshone me, and my father always treated me with coldness and, well... anger. I deserved it, to a certain extent, but... he wasn’t a good person. He never was."
"Hmm..." Seo-ah nodded softly against his chest. "My dad is... complicated, too. He’s not cruel or anything; he’s just more interested in business and the family as a whole than in his own children. He’s firm, but sometimes a little too much."
Seo-ah sighed softly, sleep already taking hold of her mind as Ethan’s fingers continued to caress her ass in slow, gentle circles.
Her eyes closed, and soon, lulled by his tender touch, she drifted off to sleep.
That night, Ethan slept peacefully with a Korean beauty nestled in his arms.
Since they were both exhausted from the party that had dragged on until the wee hours of the morning, they ended up sleeping in.
When Ethan finally opened his eyes, lunchtime had already passed; the sun hung high in the sky, marking the end of midday.
Outside, the heat was intense, but the entire palace was equipped with an air-conditioning system, sparing him any discomfort.
Feeling Seo-ah’s sweet, soft weight resting on his body—her full breasts pressed against his chest and her warm, silky skin flush against his—Ethan smiled.
He slid his hand to the generous curve of her buttocks, giving her a gentle pat—just firm enough to send a slow, lazy ripple rolling through that soft flesh, coaxing her awake.
Seo-ah’s eyelids lifted slowly, her long lashes fluttering as her pink lips parted in a sleepy, adorable sigh.
"Did you sleep well?" Ethan asked, leaning over the Korean beauty and stealing a gentle kiss from her warm, soft lips.
She nodded shyly, a pink blush already blooming on her soft cheeks.
After a few lazy moments, the two forced themselves out of bed, going through their morning routine of washing their faces, brushing their teeth, and getting ready for the day that was finally beginning.
Ethan was relaxed, savoring every moment with Seo-ah, when suddenly something important came to mind.
Whenever he used a pops card, the new inhabitants would arrive in Goldenveil the following Monday.
The way these pops arrived, however, varied greatly.
The system could choose to guide lost groups directly to Goldenveil, or, if no group was available, simply generate these inhabitants from scratch.
The generated inhabitants were quite different from the normal residents of Estria.
Often, they took on the appearance of people who had died in past eras, bringing with them their stories, dreams, and memories completely intact.
In practice, it wasn’t much different from the summoning system, only with average quality and far inferior talents.
Once generated, they were all sent toward Goldenveil, invariably arriving at dawn on a Monday.
That day was the equivalent of Monday in Estria, a world that also used seven-day weeks.
Glancing at the clock hanging on the bedroom wall, Ethan saw that it was already past one in the afternoon.
In other words, at least seven hours had passed since all the people summoned by his pop cards had arrived in Goldenveil.
And the problem was that the total numbered more than sixty thousand new residents.
He had already built enough houses for all of them—fifteen thousand more homes, to be exact—but he had still ended up completely forgetting to ask some of his wives to coordinate their arrival.
Fortunately, they were already aware of how many people would be arriving in Goldenveil that morning.
With some effort, Ethan tore his eyes away from Seo-ah’s perfect, luscious ass, those white, round buttocks gleaming like polished porcelain orbs.
Focusing his mind, he opened Goldenveil’s status screen.
[Name: Sacred City of GoldenVeil
Type: Small city
Population: 84,532
Population Loyalty: 75%
Houses: 20,000 (19,651 occupied)
Prosperity: Prosperous
Attractiveness: Extremely Attractive
Population Growth: +188/Week (Increase attractiveness and prosperity to gain more residents)
Lord: Ethan GoldenVeil
Orders: 2
Knights: 350
Average Level: 34
Stationed Army: 8,500 Soldiers
Average Level: 26
Guard Loyalty: 86%
’The Divine Wall of GoldenVeil’ Status: 3,120,990/3,120,990
Treasury: 487,000 gold coins (-15,500/month)
Upgrade requirements: 20,000/10,000 houses, 84,532/50,000 inhabitants, 100,000 gold coins, Lord at Count level or higher]
Ethan immediately relaxed his shoulders.
Judging by the number of houses already occupied, his wives, along with the Goldenveil guard, had taken care of all the newcomers.
Of course, to truly handle everything and properly integrate them into Goldenveil—with jobs, responsibilities, and knowledge of local laws—took much more than just providing housing.
Fortunately, Ethan still had nearly five hundred thousand gold coins in the treasury to work with.
"Ah... husband... is this to your liking?" A shy, sweet voice echoed through the room, once again capturing Ethan’s attention.
Turning his head, he came face to face with Seo-ah, already dressed.
She wore a white summer top—light and comfortable—that left a sliver of her delicate belly exposed.
A light, modest skirt in a faintly pinkish shade of white gently hugged her hips, flowing down over her shapely thighs and faithfully clinging to the pronounced curve of her buttocks, tracing every centimeter of that full, plump behind.
They were modern clothes, chosen with excellent taste.
Ethan stood up, walked over to her, and pulled her in for a lingering kiss.
"You look beautiful, love. Come, time to get to work," he said, taking the opportunity to give Seo-ah’s butt a gentle pat, his palm sinking for a brief moment into the plump softness before pulling away, a faint quiver still rippling through her flesh in the wake of his touch.
She nodded, her face lighting up with pride and satisfaction at receiving her husband’s approval.
She was also excited to learn more about Ethan’s daily life, especially now that she already considered him her husband.
She didn’t know how her father would react upon learning that she was marrying an NPC from a game, but she would make it clear: Ethan was her man, and she wouldn’t accept any other marriage—not even in real life!