There Is a Spy

"… had left the house saying he felt disgusted to see… your pet." Karl reported.

"I see." Huvel replied calmly. "How about the cook? Does he not want to leave as well?"

"He did not say anything. Maybe he does not feel much since he does not share the bedroom with us and doesn't see Bellamy much."

Karl could sympathize with how the servant that left would have felt. He also felt uneasy to see a man crawling in the house. It was already unsightly even if he had clothes on him but Karl often saw him buck naked since the servants of the house, except the cook, slept in the same room.

"Give the works he usually does to Bellamy. It will be fine if I allow him to rest early. He is quite a lucky fellow!"

"Understood." Karl stopped thinking about Bellamy and continued his report, "it seems Laurent Armon asked a merchant to sell the potion tubes for him."

"It's good to have a merchant involved. He could not reveal the source anyway." Huvel said calmly and he continued making potion. "By the way, how are you doing in that mercenary. Have you found out whether they are backed by a noble or an organization?"

"I'm quite familiar with the vice-leader now. He keeps telling me to join them for real since they get many job requests nowadays because of the raise of bandits on the trade route. I have not found any evidence of them being back by someone yet."

"Good! Deliver this new batch of potion tubes to Laurent secretly. And stop buying ingredients of healing potion for now."

Huvel finished his promised 100 tubes of low-tier healing potion in a month. He did not make anymore because a sudden appearance of a large amount healing potions would attract too much attention.

He had already made a few scandals so he did not try to make more and stayed quietly, spending most of his time on improving his mana circle and trying to make other types of potions.

One day, Huvel felt something odd in his stomach after having lunch. He only thought it was some minor food poisoning and since he could nullify most poisons, he did not think too much about it. But he got the weird feeling after dinner again, he decided to inspect the food in his stomach using light magic.

He soon learnt that there was an effect resulted from the combination of a herb and two types of spices that could cause hallucination. He remembered that in a book of medicines, it was stated that the combination of those three could also make someone became crazy with regular doses.

"They started to make a move now, huh?" Huvel murmured. "As I thought, the cook was someone sent by them! Anyway, slow acting poisons can't do anything to me since my poison resistance and self-regeneration are already high. But why are they acting now? Did they find out about something?"

While he was thinking about it, he sensed someone entered the barrier of [Dark Shroud]. He always had a layer of [Dark Shroud] all the time, just in case an assassin came, ever since he advanced to the 3rd circle. He knew it was not a servant because that person entered the barrier from the top. In other words, he was between the roof and the ceiling!

"First, poison, and now, a spy? Or maybe an assassin? Just who is controlling them?"

He casted another layer of [Dark Shroud] in case the intruder was an assassin and waited for him to get nearer. But the intruder did not move and stayed in the same place silently for a long time.

"A spy, huh?" He thought. "What does he want to know? It's annoying to have someone watching me the whole time. Hmm… If he wants to see something, I'll give him a good 'show'!"

Huvel rang a bell and Karl appeared shortly after. He told him to send Bellamy.

"Woof! Woof!"

"Come in."

The door of his room opened and a man entered, on all fours and buck naked.

"Crack!" A small noise appeared from above.

"How can a spy be this clumsy?" Huvel sneered inwardly while pretending not to notice. "Are you shocked with just this?"

Bellamy crawled to Huvel who was sitting on the side of his bed, and kissed his feet.

"Should I do something to entertain the uninvited guest?" He thought.

"Turn around!" He ordered. "Lift your bottom!"

Bellamy was startled but he followed the order and lifted his buttocks. His pink crack between the two mounds became well exposed. Huvel poke the 'crack' with his toes and played for a while.

"Hmm…" A soft voice came from above!

"What?!" At that moment, the one who was startled was Huvel. "Is that a moan? Is the spy a pervert who get aroused by peeking at people's genitals? Hmm… maybe not. It might be just a surprised noise."

"Lie on your back!" He got an idea and ordered again.

He rubbed Bellamy's thighs and crotch with his feet. Bellamy could not help but moaned a bit when his eggs were stepped on. Huvel felt that the invited guest left his place while he continued playing Bellamy.

"Has he felt disgusted enough? It would be good if he doesn't come back again." He thought.

"You can go now." He said to Bellamy.

He got half hard as he watched Bellamy who crawled with an exposed hole and a stiff dangling d*ck.

"He looks more appetizing these days." He remarked inwardly. "Should I just do it with him?

He almost called him back but he changed his mind. "Hmm… never mind. He is not someone who can 'bottom' well. I should just sleep."

He stood up and walked to the windows to close them. When he got near the windows, something flew in through an opened window.

"What is it?!" Huvel was alarmed.