Cosmic Ruler - Chapter 314

Chapter 314: Infiltration

There is R 18 at start and then it’s just usual chapter, I will leave a gap and you guys will understand.

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Elara looked at her master as she smiled like an sweet little girl, but her actions were not a bit like them, she slowly lifted herself from his stomach as she hold his shaft, aiming her already dripping pussy at his shft she descended,

Mhm~~

He moaned as she felt the thick shaft entering inside her.

Aiden smirked seeing her actions as she holds her waist and then , eh raised his hip in one jerking motion.

Ah~~~~

Elara let out a big moan as she felt Aiden inside her fully, as insides squirmed as Aiden enjoyed those sensations.

“Move” Aiden commanded as Elara began to do squats on him as her pussy was drilled again and again by him.

Aiden kept fucking her over and over as he curbed his desires , only at evening did they stop as Elara was exhausted too by his non-stop drilling.

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Under the cover of night, the city lay in silence, only faint torchlight flickering along the empty streets. The moon cast a silvery glow over the rooftops, shadowing Aiden and his group as they moved swiftly and silently, blending with the dark. The team—handpicked for their stealth and loyalty—followed Aiden through narrow alleys, each step calculated, their breathing synchronized as they approached the hidden entrances of the Dunham family’s secret pathways.

Aiden raised a hand, signaling his team to pause. His gaze swept over the inconspicuous stone wall before them, almost invisible in the dim light but unmistakable to him. He leaned in, pressing a small, hidden lever that triggered the entrance with a soft click. The wall shifted, opening to reveal a narrow corridor leading deep beneath the city.

“Remember,” Aiden whispered, his voice a barely audible murmur, “our goal is information. No disturbances, and no traces.”

One by one, the team slipped into the tunnel, their footsteps muffled as they advanced into the labyrinth of pathways. The walls were damp, and the faint echo of water dripping somewhere in the distance lent an eerie atmosphere to their descent. Each member moved with caution, scanning the shadows for any sign of guards or traps.

As they reached a branching corridor, Aiden gestured to two of his scouts to take the left passage, while he and the remaining team took the right. The Dunham family had a reputation for secrecy, but Aiden knew the layout well enough to navigate without hesitation. His eyes glinted with determination; tonight, they would uncover the paths that Dunham used to conduct clandestine meetings and smuggle secrets.

Suddenly, a faint glimmer of torchlight appeared from around the corner. Aiden halted, signaling for silence as they pressed themselves against the cold stone walls. Two Dunham guards passed, chatting in hushed voices, oblivious to the intruders in the shadows.

Once the guards moved on, Aiden’s team continued forward, slipping deeper into the intricate network.

The air grew colder as Aiden and his team descended further into the labyrinthine passages. Each step was measured and precise, their bodies blending into the dark contours of the stone walls. The tunnels were old, damp with years of hidden traffic, and a faint, metallic smell lingered—perhaps from some forgotten blood spilled or iron from the torches. Aiden’s focus was sharp, his senses heightened as he led his team, determined to unveil the secrets lurking in the Dunham family’s hidden pathways.

One of Aiden’s lieutenants, a sharp-eyed woman named Zara, glanced at him and nodded, signaling she was ready. Zara’s skills in infiltration and reconnaissance had made her invaluable, and her loyalty to Aiden was unwavering. With a silent nod, Aiden allowed her to take the lead for a moment as they approached a branching corridor. He followed her carefully, noting her gestures and signals that informed him of potential traps or hazards.

In the dimness, Zara pointed to a tripwire near the floor, barely visible under a thin layer of dust. She deftly disarmed it with a thin blade from her belt, carefully shifting her weight so as not to disturb the fragile stones that might trigger hidden alarms. Aiden watched her work, he nodded at her approvingly, with every movement she made. She was methodical, ensuring that every detail was in place before moving forward.

As they rounded the next corner, a low murmur of voices caught Aiden’s attention. He raised his hand, signaling the group to stop. Pressing his back against the wall, he strained to listen, his enhanced senses picking up fragments of conversation.

“…the shipment should arrive by dawn. Lord Dunham wants it secured before any eyes can catch wind of it,” a gruff voice said.

“He’s been paranoid ever since that merchant’s son went missing,” another replied with a chuckle. “Thinks the nobles are plotting against him now.”

Aiden’s lips twisted into a smirk. Lord Dunham was known for his underhanded dealings, often using his influence to hoard resources and keep secrets from the other noble families. If Dunham suspected a conspiracy, he was likely hiding something worth discovering. With a nod, Aiden motioned for his team to move forward, careful to avoid making any noise that might draw attention.

The voices faded as they reached a larger chamber, hidden within the maze of tunnels. This room seemed to serve as a storage and planning area; stacks of crates lined the walls, and a faint glow of lantern light spilled across tables cluttered with maps and documents. Aiden took a moment to examine the area, his sharp gaze lingering on the piles of parchments.

“Search for anything with seals or official markings,” he whispered to his team, spreading them out across the room. Zara quickly sifted through one of the tables, her fingers moving swiftly across papers as she scanned for valuable information.

While Aiden simply used his Infinite Insight to look around, trying find something worth valuable aside from the usually spying stuff he is doing.

He kept moving from one crate to another but he wasn’t able to find anything worthwhile.