The Adventures of an Overpowered Knight in Another World Chapter 628- Enjoying Melissa & Boulevard’s Arrival (4)

"Melissa, you look... well." Boulevard had anticipated his wife would still be deep in mourning for her father. However, she appeared to have moved past it entirely.

"I am, dear", she responded, her voice carrying the satisfied tone of someone who had recently experienced pleasure. "The work here is demanding, but it is also fulfilling. Lord Reinhardt has been a great help to me as well."

With that, she approached the teapot to pour him some tea.

It was then, as she neared him, that he noticed a faint, moist sheen glistening across her cleavage.

Additionally, there were faint red marks on her neck and delicate skin – signs of bites, perhaps? These were all indications of a recent passionate encounter.

However, Boulevard, with his innocent and perhaps naive mind, did not make the connection to intimacy. He simply assumed she was perspiring due to the warmth.

After all, it was early summer, a time when a little perspiration was perfectly natural.

"Your arrival is most welcome, Marquis", Reinhardt commented, maintaining a composed expression. He had already shifted back into his professional demeanor.

"You mentioned that Her Majesty the Queen has some instructions for me?"

"That is correct. If you are currently occupied, I can return later..."

"No, Her Majesty’s directives supersede all other matters. Marquis Boulevard, please proceed. Melissa, kindly cancel all my appointments for the remainder of the day."

Reinhardt glanced at his secretary, who acknowledged his instruction with a slight nod.

As Melissa exited the room to convey his message to the staff, her short skirt hitched up slightly, revealing her alluring, pale thighs and a hint of white fluid trickling down. It was but a fleeting glimpse.

Nevertheless, Boulevard experienced an inexplicable tightness in his chest.

His wife had transformed so much. She seemed more vibrant, more alive than ever before.

Boulevard, being somewhat simple-minded yet inherently optimistic, interpreted his wife's changes as positive developments. A surge of pride mingled with a subtle, unidentifiable sense of unease washed over him.

Reinhardt gestured towards a chair. "Please, have a seat. We have a great deal to discuss."

Marquis Boulevard inclined his head, his thoughts already refocusing on the matter at hand.

The subtle, sweet fragrance lingering in the air, the faint flush on his wife's cheeks – these details had already slipped from his awareness, unexamined and unconnected.

Yet, within the hidden chamber concealed behind the wall, the air remained heavy with the lingering scent of intimacy, and on the luxurious sofa, a prominent damp stain served as a silent testament to their recent activities just before his arrival.

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Before long, Melissa reappeared, standing beside Reinhardt behind his desk. Her posture was impeccably professional, and her demeanor exuded calmness.

"Thank you for coming, Marquis. May I inquire about the directives the Queen has for me?"

Marquis Boulevard cleared his throat before responding, "To provide assistance to Viscount Reinhardt during the approaching summit and to deliberate on the future of humanity, the Queen has appointed me to deliver a particular tool to you."

As he spoke, his gaze settled upon the box he had brought with him.

"A tool?" Reinhardt inquired, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.

"Indeed, an artifact recovered from the ruins of Lunaris. It is a long-distance communication device," Boulevard elaborated, his fingers drumming lightly on the box's lid.

"Its operational range extends beyond five thousand miles. This ensures that communication remains viable even when our knightly divisions are deep within the Tainted Lands. It has the potential to revolutionize our coordination efforts."

"That is truly remarkable," Reinhardt mused, his mind already contemplating the strategic advantages it offered.

"Such a device would be immensely valuable for disseminating crucial information."

While Boulevard was speaking, his focus remained fixed on the box. Consequently, he failed to notice the subtle actions unfolding between the other two.

Melissa’s hands moved to Reinhardt’s lap. With a movement so gradual it was almost imperceptible, she adjusted her stance.

Her hand, shielded by the expansive desk, slid downwards and soon found the seam of his trousers.

Slowly, she began to caress him, resuming the intimacy they had been engaged in earlier.

Despite the burgeoning pleasure he felt, Reinhardt maintained a facade of outward composure.

Boulevard continued, oblivious. "The operational instructions for this item, along with other vital information, are detailed in these documents."

He then handed a sealed dossier to Melissa.

She accepted the file with one hand, while her other hand remained concealed beneath the desk, actively engaged in her clandestine activity.

Melissa located the zipper on Reinhardt’s pants. With a soft metallic rasp, barely audible above the rustling of pages, she completely unfastened them.

Reinhardt reacted subtly. Possessing the [Endless Ardor] skill, his stamina was exceptional. Having been interrupted earlier, he remained unsatisfied, his arousal substantial.

The instant his zipper was undone, his manhood sprang forth, pulsing with life, recalling the passionate encounter in the secret room.

Melissa’s palm enveloped his erect form, initiating a slow, deliberate stroking motion. Her thumb traced perfect circles around the head, drawing attention to the bead of moisture that had already begun to glisten there.

Reinhardt’s jaw clenched, his gaze unwavering as he maintained eye contact with Boulevard, offering subtle nods of agreement.

From Boulevard’s vantage point, nothing appeared out of the ordinary. Melissa’s hands remained concealed beneath the desk, presumably occupied with the pertinent documents. Her expression was a mask of unwavering, professional composure.

Only the slightest tremor in her shoulders betrayed her actions, though it was far too subtle to arouse suspicion.

"Thanks to Viscount Reinhardt’s diligent efforts, the treasury of Lunaris sustained minimal damage. Consequently, we were able to retrieve numerous precious and ancient artifacts from the ruins. This device was among the items recovered along with others," Melissa explained.

"This is truly a remarkable discovery," Reinhardt remarked, examining the artifact with genuine interest.

Despite the comforting sensation of Melissa's ministrations, his focus remained entirely on the present conversation.

Aknowing smile touched Melissa's lips as she quickened her pace, her strokes growing more firm and insistent. She applied pressure at the base before gliding her palm upward to the tip, exerting exquisite control.

A soft, almost imperceptible sound escaped her.

"Did you hear something, Lord Reinhardt?" Melissa inquired.

"Hm? Whatever do you mean, my dear? Hear what, precisely? And more importantly, what was the Queen's response regarding the other documents?" Reinhardt inquired.

As he spoke, Melissa inclined her head towards Reinhardt, simulating an act of reviewing the documents together.