The Count's Younger Mercenary

※ This work contains scenes of coercive relationships involving the use of drugs. Please keep this in mind before reading. “…Haa… What did you… feed me…” “Don’t worry. My beloved master, my Rian.” Devalik began to strip Rian’s clothes as naturally as if he were removing his own. Rian writhed and resisted as his clothes were peeled away one by one. Even if he were in a sound state of mind, it would have been impossible for Rian—who spent his days reading books in the library—to stop Devalik, a man renowned as a top-tier mercenary. “Shh. Soon, the muscles in your entire body will stiffen, making it hard to move, so save your strength, Rian.” With a light addition, Devalik slid his finger ...