The Lust Lord Librarian-Chapter 32: A Writer Of All Kinds

"Mister Alexandrus, it has been a pleasure having you here with us. We hope to hear great things about you once you have published your novel."

Vanessa Everstone spoke joyfully, as she and her husband walked Adal out to his chariot the next morning.

"Yes, I am sure he will. The boy even has connections with the prince now. I am sure his works will spread even further than the Torn Kingdom. Hell, you know how the elves love their books. He could even branch out to them!"

Adal smiled humbly.

Let’s start with the Iglantis Kingdom first...

"Thank you, Lord and Lady Everstone, I truly appreciate your investments."

He then dipped his head to the figure lingering further behind them, by the door.

Juliette.

She curtseyed like a true noble.

Her husband beside her simply nodded.

And with that, Adal headed back to the library just in time to open for the afternoon.

As he sat by his desk and let the visitors flood in, Adal paid attention to his system.

[Adal Alexanderus]

[Level: 9]

[Class: LustLord]

[Fighter Style: Mage]

[Class Skills: Pleasure Meter, Lustful Thoughts, Pleasure Extraction, Sexual Partners Counter, Pleasure History, ]

[Fighter Skills: Mana Blast, Mana Coating]

[Magical Possessions: Vibrator, Smartphone]

[You have reached Level 9!]

[Please Select A Skill]

After his Footjob from Juliette, he had reached level 9.

This level had only given him the option to select from previous skills he had been declined.

As he decided previously, he chose Mana Conversion, which would allow him to convert mana to elemental forms.

Despite hardly ever being in conflict, he knew that there would be a time when he would have to fight.

It was important to stack up fighter skills in preparation.

Most importantly, Adal was close to reaching level 10, which meant that the store would open up to him on the smartphone.

At the moment, he had 250 credits, and one available quest for him.

To sleep with a woman over forty.

Adal looked around at the visitors of the library.

He spotted many older women, but surely they were too old?

The quest said over forty, so technically a granny would count, however I won’t sacrifice my dignity for the sake of a quest.

It’s important that I am attracted to all the women I sleep with. I cannot be the type of man who needlessly expands his number of women.

So far, I am at three, and it seems my fourth will need to be a milf.

It would be easiest enough to wait for a woman to wander into the library who fit the age bracket, but Adal wanted each of his women to be special.

So, after he closed the library that day, he headed out to one of his local theatres.

The Velvet Curtain Theatre.

Plays and shows were becoming increasingly popular in the current age of the Torn Kingdom.

Actors and Actresses were rich and had more popularity than one could ever imagine.

He was dressed in his fine suit and mustered up a few coins to buy tickets to watch the night’s play.

It was nighttime, and the streets were dark, yet around the theatre there were hundreds of well-dressed individuals coming to watch the play.

Attending the theatre was an expensive hobby. Not a common place for a librarian to be.

Yet still, Adal purchased his tickets and found a seat in the top rows of the giant stadium.

The seats swiftly filled up, and after a few moments had passed, the lights were dimmed and everything fell silent. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

The show soon started on the stage before them.

Adal had never watched a show in Boen, but it was entertaining.

Yet, it was lacking something.

As a writer of all kinds, Adal had his criticisms. He enjoyed the play, but he could not help but point out ways that it could be improved.

Once it was done, everybody gave their applause, and soon afterwards, they filtered out of the theatre.

Except for Adal. He stayed.

The actors, actresses, stage managers, directors and everyone else who worked backstage were now huddled together in the front row seats, discussing their thoughts on how the play went.

"I thought we did great. Not only did we have a full crowd, but we also received a large round of applause." Said a young man with red hair.

"I agree with Jake." A young female actor added. "And these costumes are so beautiful! Today really felt special. Like the start of something great. What we will bring to the kingdom will change the world!"

However, there was one woman there who did not seem to agree with the rest of them.

She was the only person standing whilst the others sat.

Her hair was red, but much brighter than the two who had spoken before.

She looked incredibly dignified, dressed in her back dress, with jewels adorning her ears, neck, and hands.

She stood up tall and held a folder in her hands.

Adal recognised her with one glance. She was the reason why he had come here.

Willow Collins, the most famous play writer in the city.

She had just turned forty, but hardly looked it. Her skin was still smooth, and what stood out most about her was her blood red eyes.

Though other men might say that what stood out most was her large buttocks, matched with thick thighs.

She was easily thicker than any of Adal’s other women.

Willow scratched her chin and tapped a finger on her paper.

"You are all wrong. The play was lacking in many areas... I just do not know how."

Everyone stared at the woman in confusion.

Eventually, the stage director spoke up. He was a bald old man, and seemed have as much importance in the play as Willow did.

"What do you mean, Willow? The play is a masterpiece. Didn’t you see the reaction of the crowd? You are too harsh. Not just on us, but yourself as well."

Murmurs of agreement sounded throughout the group.

Willow clearly started to doubt herself. Her cheeks flushed the same colour as her hair, and she bit her lip thoughtfully.

Then, a voice cut them all off.

"Willow Collins is right. The play was lacking, particularly in the writing department."

Their eyes all turned towards a man who had invited himself into the conversation.

The tall, handsome, blonde man with a smile that could light up the world.

For a moment, nothing was said, until Adal broke the silence again.

"Don’t worry. I can fix your play."