SSS Ranked Awakening: All My Skills Are at Level 100-Chapter 98: Arriving at Capital city Hemsburg

Leon, through the window, noticed the bustling city outside. Duskmoor seemed like a village compared to this crowd. People were constantly moving through the streets, and large shops and tall buildings appeared frequently.

Guards could be seen every hundred meters along the road. The streets were well-made, with lamps placed every few steps. He hadn’t seen a single beggar in the city so far, which surprised him—Duskmoor, even if few, still had beggars.

But this city felt too grand—or was it just a façade? He didn’t know.

Their carriage stopped in front of a house.

A sleek, three-story house with marble walls, tall windows, and a black iron gate. Golden lights glowed from inside, and a quiet fountain trickled by the entrance—elegant and refined, even in the heart of the city.

Seraphine and Leon got off the carriage and entered the house, followed by the knights.

She ordered them to relax, to do whatever they wanted, as she didn’t need them for now. The journey had been long, and they must be tired.

After entering the master bedroom with Seraphine, Leon quickly expressed his intent to enter the dimensional space in his physical body to gain proper control over his newly awakened strength.

Seraphine wanted to follow him as well—she needed to adjust to her power, too. But her condition was better than his, as she hadn’t experienced such astronomical growth.

She had become many times stronger, yes—but Leon? She didn’t even know. Hundreds of times stronger? Perhaps even more.

Transcendent-rank mastery in a technique that was far too powerful.

Other than adjusting to her strength, there was something else she wanted to do with him as well.

Both of them entered the portal and arrived at the familiar place—there should have been tall, rocky mountains everywhere in sight.

She didn’t know if her Leon had a grudge against mountains, but not a single one remained. Wherever she looked, only their broken remains could be seen. Most of the land for kilometers around was littered with craters. It looked like a devastating earthquake had struck the area, leaving behind a scene of destruction.

But within a 30-meter radius, the bed, table, chairs, sofa, and bathtub remained untouched by the surrounding chaos. That was the place they used to relax from time to time.

Her training also caused destruction, but not to the level of destroying entire mountains or reshaping the landscape for kilometers around.

Leon vanished from his spot after saying goodbye and reappeared five kilometers away from her, beginning his practice to adjust to his new strength using his real body.

One thing surprised him—the vast, unchanging terrain of rocky mountains and treacherous paths in every direction.

If he wanted a new training partner—another mountain to play with—he had to travel several kilometers just to find one.

Forty days had passed inside the dimensional space. Leon now felt confident in his control over his new strength. He no longer feared accidentally killing someone.

Feeling hungry, he decided to return to Seraphine and have dinner with her. He called it dinner because the sky never changed—it always looked like sunset, even though there was no sun or moon to begin with.

He still remembered her shocked face when she saw the Infinite Spoon of Soup in action for the first time, a month ago.

He had tried to use it with mana, which he had never done before. The result was staggering: the amount of soup it produced in a single second increased dramatically.

It didn’t need mana to work, but with it, the treasure felt like it was meant to feed not just a village, but a town, a city, a kingdom, an empire, or even the world itself.

The speed at which it produced soup depended heavily on how much mana was provided.

And with the abundance of mana here, it could already produce hundreds of liters of delicious, nutritious soup in just a few minutes. So, giving it mana directly yielded even better results.

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After reaching closer to their make-shift home without any roof, he noticed Seraphine wasn’t training anymore, instead could see her in her sexy nighty, flaunting her curves, she even looked him in his eyes and licked her lips seductively.

He didn’t care about the dinner anymore, as an even better dinner was inviting him.

Arriving in front of in a flash in front on her.

Seraphine, draped in a black silk nightgown that shimmered with every movement, hugging her curves, slit high enough to reveal the bare line of her thigh. She turned when Leon arrived, her lips curling in a slow, knowing smile.

"You’re staring," she said softly.

"I always do," Leon replied, crossing the room. He slid an arm under her knees and one behind her back, lifting her effortlessly into his arms.

She let out a breathy laugh, brushing her fingers along his neck. "So eager, My Leon?"

"I’ve been patient enough," he murmured, kissing her temple. "Tonight, I’m not letting you rest."

He laid her down onto the bed, the silk of her nightgown sliding against her skin as she leaned back on her elbows, legs slightly parted. "Then don’t," she whispered, voice low and inviting.

Leon climbed over her, pressing her down with his weight, hand sliding up her thigh, beneath the fabric, fingers brushing her warmth.

"No underwear," he noted, smirking.

"I thought it would save time."

He pulled the gown up to her waist, revealing all of her. "You’re soaked already."

Her breath caught. "Maybe I’ve been waiting all day... wondering how rough you’d be tonight."

Leon kissed her deeply—hungry, claiming—and entered her in one slow, smooth thrust. Her gasp melted into a moan, her back arching beneath him.

Schlick... slap... slap...

Ahhn~

Ahhn~

He moved with deep, steady strokes, every thrust deliberate, pressing into her completely, dragging against every inch.

"You feel incredible," he breathed. "So warm... so tight."

She cupped his face, pulling him in for another kiss. "Then don’t hold back. Make me forget everything but you."

He did.

His rhythm quickened, hips snapping into hers as the bed rocked beneath them. Her moans grew higher, her legs locking around his waist.

"Gods, Leon—keep going... angh~ you feel so good."

"yes~ faster! fuck me hard~"

"Look at you," he whispered, kissing her neck. "Writhing under me... begging without even realizing it."

Slap! Schlick! Slap!

He flipped her over, pulled her hips up, and slid back in from behind. She gasped, grabbing the sheets as he filled her again, deeper this time.

"You like this?" he asked, gripping her waist tightly. "Me taking my time? Letting you feel everything?"

She glanced over her shoulder, eyes dazed. "I love it... love how you make me yours every time..."

Leon leaned forward, lips brushing her ear. "I’ll keep going until you forget your own name."

Time blurred. Position after position, her body trembled under his control—legs spread, pinned wrists, her head tilted back in ecstasy, the sound of wet skin and soft moans echoing endlessly.

Even when her voice broke and her limbs went limp, her eyes still burned with desire.

Until the very end.

Her body trembled one last time—overwhelmed, exhausted, spent. She let out a soft moan as her eyes fluttered shut, her lips parting in a final breathless sigh.

Leon held her close, his breathing heavy, her body soft in his arms.

She had passed out with a smile.

This 𝓬ontent is taken from fre𝒆webnove(l).𝐜𝐨𝗺