Reincarnated in the Astral World

Seeing Arthur's somber look, Anastasia is frightened. 'He may look like a prince on the outside, but inside, he's like a cold beast...' She feels her legs weaken and her arms tremble, her heart beating fast like prey in front of a predator.

The maid and the receptionist struggle to breathe, and although Josephine finds the scene somewhat amusing, she fears Arthur's actions and starts to help Anastasia get up.

"Get out of here, stupid girl," Josephine speaks in a cold tone while showing the glass artifact. "I have everything recorded, so you can't accuse them; just pretend this never happened."

"I… I…" Anastasia stumbles out of the store, pushed by Josephine. "This isn't over!!" The girl screams hysterically. "My father will hear about this, you old hag!!" With those words, she runs away with the help of her maid.

Arthur appears at the door and sees the old man standing up and staring at him along with all the other people in front of the store. But he just needs to cast his cold gaze over them for everyone to start moving, including the Elite Warrior, who wipes the blood from his mouth and follows his lady.

"There goes keeping a low profile…" He sighs and closes the door, turning around to find Josephine looking at him with a curious expression.

Margaret stands in front of her and bows slightly. "I'm so sorry-" She barely finishes speaking, and Josephine interrupts her. "Your husband told you not to apologize, and I agree with him; you did nothing wrong, dear."

"But…" Margaret is already quite fond of the old woman. "Won't this cause trouble for you?"

"Ah, don't worry," Josephine smiles. "Anastasia acts so high and mighty because she is the niece of the Viscount's third wife, but all the noble families of Lakeview have such connections. That man is wise enough not to get involved in something so petty, and Anastasia's father can't do anything against me alone…"

Josephine looks at Arthur. "You, on the other hand... I can try to help you, but my family doesn't have that much influence, so it might be better to leave this place to avoid trouble."

"Oh," Arthur sits on the sofa, and Eve settles on his lap. "We've just arrived, so I still plan for Margaret to have everything she wants. If that girl is going to bring us trouble, I'd rather wait here and solve it once and for all."

Josephine's eyes sparkle with more curiosity. "If you prefer it that way... but Anastasia's father isn't like that old dog who used his entire life to reach the Elite Rank but never advanced a step further. Lord Isambard is a seventh-grade Elite Rank and is an Adept swordsman."

'Adept? What's that compared to a Swordmaster? No more than trash!' Nyx comments in Arthur's mind as he ignores Josephine's comment.

She wonders about his calmness. 'Is he overly arrogant or some kind of genius? Well, he certainly kicked an Elite Warrior as if he were a helpless animal while still being at the beginning of the Fighter Rank... is this the potential of a Mystic Knight?'

Arthur figures that Josephine is immensely curious about him, but he doesn't mind it and glances at Margaret. "Have you bought everything you need in this store, honey? We can visit others if you want."

"No, no," Margaret quickly shakes her head. "I believe I have everything I want here, and Madam Drummond has been so kind to me..."

"Then you can go back to shopping, dear," Arthur smiles. "Don't worry about anything."

Margaret nods with a confident and excited expression, but then she approaches Arthur and kisses his lips before extending her hand to Eve. "Do you want to find a pretty dress too? I'm sure there's something your Big Brother will find very cute on you."

"Cute?" Eve noticed how Arthur's eyes were drawn to Margaret when she appeared in that new dress, so the little girl begins to understand how her appearance can attract her brother's attention. "Okay," Eve accepts Margaret's invitation, and they head to the women's section of the store together.

Arthur remains seated on the sofa while Josephine gazes at him; after a few seconds, she starts to speak. "I'm sure your wife thinks you're perfect even without a single piece of clothing, but how about you get something stylish to please her as well?"

"I like what I'm wearing," he quickly comments, and Josephine analyzes his clothes, especially the tunic under his cloak. "I see, this is an impressive artifact indeed… but I was referring to casual or formal clothes for events, or do you wear this one for battles and everything else?"

"Hmm…" Arthur doesn't want to be rude to someone who has been so kind to Margaret. " You see, I'm not interested in such events."

"Maybe you haven't been to any that are worthwhile," Josephine quickly comments. "How about this, I'll give you one of my best sets for free if you agree to dine at my house tonight? The food would be great, and I could introduce you to the few reasonable nobles of Lakeview."

Arthur has no interest in that invitation, but then Nyx comments in his mind again. 'Margaret would surely enjoy it; she could parade in her new dress among possible people like this old woman; maybe it could be nice in the end.'

'Maybe…' While Arthur ponders that, Josephine quickly picks out some clothes in his size, her best and most expensive pieces. She comes back with pants, shirts, and vests in hand. "Try some; you won't regret it."

"Alright…" Arthur looks apathetic but still takes the clothes, making the old woman smile gently. "There's a fitting room right there," she points to the men's section.

Since Margaret and Eve are focused on buying their own clothes, Arthur walks leisurely to the fitting room. He enters it through a thin wooden door and finds a place quite cozy with a few square meters, like a luxurious bathroom without a toilet.

"Let's see..." Arthur stands in front of a wall covered completely with mirrors. He takes a look at his own body, which actually seems extraordinarily good. He quickly takes off his cloak and shirt, and without any surprise, Nyx leaves his nexus with a horny expression. 'You called me~?' she communicates mentally.

'You little demoness,' Arthur holds Nyx's chain and kisses her lips; she dematerializes her clothes while he sucks the nectar from her mouth. Soon enough, she begins to touch his body, especially his pants, already removing his belt. 'Honey…' Arthur tries to stop her. 'Do you really want to do this here?'

'When else could we have such an opportunity today?' She gives him a questioning glance, her eyes shining with anticipation and her tongue circling around her lips. "It's quite exciting doing this hidden, isn't it? Hehehe~ You can use me however you want, and no one will notice...'

Arthur cannot deny that the opportunity seems good. 'With Mother, Margaret, and Eve occupied and in this opportune place, I can pay full attention to you indeed…'

He doesn't deny the idea, and Nyx rapidly removes his pants and underwear, revealing his big cock. 'Come on, it's time to work~!' she comments in a naughty tone, caressing his balls and placing warm kisses on the tip, which makes his cock starts to get hard and erect real fast. 'So energetic, hehehe~'

Nyx begins to lick Arthur's cock excitedly, but instead of letting her have her way and just enjoy it as usual, he holds her head with one hand and his cock with the other, rubbing Its shaft on her lips.

'Darling?' Nyx is curious but lets Arthur continue using her mouth and tongue until his entire cock is covered in her saliva.

'I want to try something,' He explains and grabs Nyx by the shoulder before turning her onto her back. Nyx just follows Arthur's moves and lets him place her against the mirror wall; that is quite useful as it allows her to see what he is doing behind.

Arthur is mesmerized by the view of Nyx's back, 'Your wings are growing...' He comments as he holds the bases of her wing, his cock rubbing bellow over her pussy. "Ahh~" She lets out a cute moan but manages to muffle it with her hand.

'Oh, is that one of your weak stops?' Arthur gently squeezes the bases of her wings. 'Your skin is as smooth as silk here…' He likes to touch her wings, but he is more interested in what is below them: her cute tail, wagging excitedly.

With a quick movement, he holds her tail firmly at the base, making Nyx let out another moan, "Nhaa~!" She covers her mouth, but the sound echoes inside the room, which appears to have good sound containment.

'I see; this's certainly a weak spot,' Arthur smirks as he strokes Nyx's tail, sending waves of pleasure running through her body. 'If you hold it too tight, my pussy will start leaking~' She says in his mind while biting her lips.

'You like it rough, don't you?' Arthur keeps his grip on the base of her tail, seeing her pussy already so wet, begging for his cock. 'What if…' But he ends up having an idea of how to use her tail before fucking her pussy. 'This lovely tail of your…'