Transmigrated As The Perverted Young Master



Curator's Office, Grand Magic Judiciary Headquarters, The Four Borders.

Lucy thumped the sheets of paper in her hand to the table, then sat back and looked at them with a frown. She had just finished reading through the reports from all the kingdoms that are going to participate in the tournament.

She didn't thought there were this many competitors for a tournament that they hastily put together so as not to make the tension between the great four kingdoms much worse.

"This is ridiculous," she sighed, wiping a drop of sweat from her forehead. "Why do the lower kingdoms even want to participate in this? Don't they know they would only be crushed?" She tsked and again searched through the papers.

"Oh my, you seemed stressed, let me ease you up," Lucy suddenly felt someone groping her perfect breasts, kneading them. She quickly shot down and there it was, two palms cupping her boobs and squeezing gently. It wasn't until then that she realized how tense she got while reading those damn reports.

"You're getting hard." A voice whispered into her ear.

Lucy turned around slowly but kept facing away from her.

"Get off me!" She said and grabbed the wretched hands before jerking them away.

"Ah, how cruel?" The other voice cried out as their hands were taken off of the soft pillows.

"I've things to do, Viper. I don't have time to play with you," Lucy curtly said, composing herself from the previous excitement. Her face was redder than ever when she gazed upon the papers.

Viper came around, plopped on the table, and laid down on it, propping her head on her elbow. She gazed at the uptight and very professional old friend of hers. "You don't have to do anything at all just let me handle it. I assure you, all this tension you're feeling right now will be gone. Puff. Just like that." She said, her voice was playful as ever.

"Get off there," Lucy said, waving the paper at Viper to shoo her off the table. "There are documents more valuable than yourself."

Viper caught her hand in mid-air and jerked it towards her making Lucy gasp slightly. Now Viper and Lucy were just inches away.

Viper could feel Lucy's hot breath on her face, making her smile wickedly. Lucy blushed intently. Her breathing paced and shortened. "I'm not kidding Viper, let go." She said. And yet the other succubus didn't let go of her hands.

"How long have we been working together, Ms. Curator? Ten, fifteen...I don't remember. Things have changed, lots of things have changed, and yet the only thing that hasn't changed is your virginity status, Lucy. Allow me to change it." Viper said it with so much emotion that Lucy, a little bit, a tiny bit, was persuaded by her words but she quickly shook her head and jerked off of her hands from her evil friend's grasp.

"Get off here. You've assignments to complete. Quickly finish them and come back here. The tournament will be a mess without you." She said with her default cold and domineering tone.

Viper tsked and shook her head in disappointment. "I'm greatly disappointed in you my friend, but fear not, as your friend and best confidante, I won't rest until I change that status. Rest assured, my lady, I'll get under your pants," she clenched her fist and raised it above her.

Suddenly somebody knocked on the door.

Viper, with style, jumped off the table and gracefully landed on the ground.

"Come in," Lucy said, not taking her eyes off the papers.

The sound of a cane rhythmically thumping on the floor made Lucy look up. There stood an old man with his white hair combed neatly behind his ears and dressed in a black robe. He had large glasses perched atop his nose and he held himself straight with a stern expression.

"Grand Master!!" Lucy exclaimed surprised and jolted off the chair.

Viper bent her knees and touched the ground with one of her arms, not looking at him at all. "Master," she said. All the previous seductive and playful tone had vanished from her, only cold and calculated professionalism remained.

The old man nodded at both of them, "Good evening, ladies." His voice sounded deep and resonant.

He walked over to the table where Lucy was sitting, took a seat next to her, and glanced at the pile of papers.

"How are preparations coming?" He asked looking at the papers. He reached out and picked a paper laid on the top of the stacks and examined it. It was a biodata of a contestant.

"We've received all the contestants' information and we're currently compiling everything into one document," Lucy answered, still holding the report.

"Is it done already? Excellent. Please show it to me once you're finished. Oh yes, please bring Mr. Barris along too," the old man requested. "Derik Esteria? A werewolf? Interesting." Said the old man.

"He's the top contender of the Winter Kingdom," said Lucy, remembering the details of the man.

"Have the man proved himself?"

"No," replied her. "Not yet. But there is a rumor that this man might be the future King consort of the Winter Kingdom." It was a shocking rumor for herself when she first heard about it.

Viper smiled as she thought about dramas that can happen in the tournament regarding all the lordlings and princelings. 

The old man frowned, "Hmm..." He placed his fingers underneath his chin and pondered something deeply. "A possible king consort, eh? That certainly makes things interesting. I wonder if he has any interest in such a position or not. Most shocking is that Winter King has actually said yes to his daughter's wedding. I thought he never would send her away seeing how protective he's of them. That too a werewolf, interesting. Very interesting."

"This is a very well thought plan," Lucy said, smiling slowly. "This Derick is said to be the most powerful man in the Winter Kingdom. Young and strong. With enough power to overthrow the current ruler. By joining hands together, he's possibly eliminating any anomalies that threaten his position and also adding their power to his arsenal."

"Interesting," said the Grand Master. He put down the paper and took another one. "Edward Silverthorne from the Spring Kingdom. Heard about the boy?"

"He's average...for a lordling," answered Viper, feeling bored listening to the other two.

If she can, she would've jumped Lucy and pin her down, sucking her tits and exploring her caves but what can she do?

"Wait," Viper said, remembering someone. "What of the Zadkiels? Is there someone from that lot?"