The system Dazzai prepared for the vessel might not have a main quest ready, but Zaja has one in mind, one that perfectly aligned with his lewd list.
There was indeed nothing wrong with the system offers. How and who Zaja used them on would determine whether he was going to be a respected man or a shameless scoundrel.
But one thing was for sure, he didn't mind being anything except for a hero.
As for the gifts he received, Zaja directly had to make a choice. He directly gave up on the 500,000 free Desire Points. Of the three, they were undoubtedly the least valuable and on top of that they came with an uncontrollable risks. It only took a glance to see that the other items such as Cocks Vein and the Talisman would cost over millions of Desire Points on the system shop or even into billions.
As Zaja thought on the remaining two options; talisman or cock's vein, a tender voice came from his back, calling out his name.
"Zaja..."
The vessel immediately recognized the voice and Arcane energy flashed through his eyes as his lips curled up.
With a slow, deliberate spin, Zaja turned around and immediately fell into a bow upon laying eyes on the person who called his name.
A tall woman with bombastic and alluring curves that stood out in her tightly fitted expensive dress, her hair was long and hung just around her her voluminous butt region and a captivating pair of eyes. She was like a walking aphrodisiac, tempting anyone of all genders with her milky skin and her magnificent bulging breasts.
Lady Elyria Valthorne.
One glance at her and Zaja's rod twitched in his trousers, knocking against the groin area of his pants as he bowed like a beast craving to be unleashed.
The mutation he inherited from Lord Dazzai fired with an extreme urge to fill this woman with his seed. But the human part of his mind remembered the past and all her transgressions against him, promoting him to remain calm and control his primal vessel urges.
"My lady..." Zaja said in a calm and melodious voice. Regaining his standing posture and towering over the Lady of Valthorne with his height, something that she had grown fund of and finding enjoyment in feeling small before him.
Zaja didn't know that, but thanks to this new reincarnation and the wisdom that came with it, he now understood that Elyria wanted his cock this whole time.
"Thornhill son..." Elyria said again.
Her feelings for Zaja has taken a drastic turn for a while now, filling her with the need to take his cock and shove it into her hungry womb.
Zaja didn't know if it was love or lust, but to him it didn't matter. So long as he could manipulate that desire, the House of Valthorne would go from golden cage to his personal playing ground with everything and everyone under his control.
Elyria's eyes glazed over and she took a deliberate step forward, walking towards Zaja.
With each one of her steps, Elyria trembled, looking more vulnerable by the second as her eyes were constantly glued on to Zaja not leaving his frame for even a single second!
"Zaja… I thought I had lost you my beautiful boy! I apologize for being late." Lady Elyria said with her eyes full of tears as she reached out for the vessels chest.
Zaja was smart enough to not buy into her crocodile tears, the House of Valthorne had no shortage of unstable people, one seemed to be worse than the next person. As Elyria cried today, she could very well be the one knifing him to death just like Kael did the very next day.
'Too slow bitch, although I didn't think you would find out about what happened so quickly…' Zaja thought to himself.
Elyria caressed his chest, and in that instant a jolt of what felt like electricity showered through her veins like a fast track. Her body instantly warmed up and her cheeks flushed as her heart began pounding in her chest due to the very desire Zaja's skin radiated just because he inherited the Obsidian Wyrm Stallion mutation from Dazzai.
"My lady…Thank you so much for being here with me. Its become a habit of yours at this point, you've always been there for me whenever I needed you, I would have died if it weren't for your grace my lady…"
"Lady Elyria, you are the only mother I need and the woman I desire." by relying on his top notch pretending skills and the mind of the inherited mutation, Zaja said and without hesitation, pulled Lady Elyria into a kiss.
Honestly, he didn't need to be smooth with words to wow her into falling for him. After touching his skin, he was sure her brain was flooded with dopamine and oxytocin so whatever he said didn't matter so long as he showed her he was sexually interested and had every intentions to smash her vulva like a pounding stone.
At first, Elyria was shocked at the sudden rush of blood to her breast lobes, her slick button and the sudden build up of moisture in her canal cavity. The experienced woman leader in her wanted to pull back, but the woman who had been starved of sexual satisfaction throughout her union with Duke Nexon Valthorne refused to let go and just wanted to enjoy the god-like perfect touch of the Crimson Diety Vessel.
"Mhmm…" the matriarch's breath grew louder, growing more ragged and hurried by the very second. Her body kept heating up, becoming a mess of sweat and lust. To Elyria, she was intrigued by the increased attraction she now felt for her subordinate, unknown to her, Zaja's inherited talent had kicked in and the longer she maintained contact with him, the more intense her lust became.
Her cunt turned moist, dripping with her juice that now slowly trickled down her meaty, fleshy thighs.