The man led Seria into what appeared to be a tavern. The place was so full of people that her ears were almost ringing. 

“W-why are we here?” 

Seria tried to ask the man, but her voice couldn’t be heard over the noisy atmosphere inside. The tavern was filled with men. There was not a single woman in sight, not even among the workers. The place was packed with burly knights and mercenaries.

Seria pulled her cloak tighter around her and grabbed the man’s cloak. The man seemed to be talking to the tavern owner across the bar. After a brief exchange, he tossed a few silver coins and received a cheap wooden key in return. 

Taking the key, the man made his way to the third floor of the tavern. 

As they climbed, they came to a hallway lined with numerous wooden doors. Only then did Seria understand why she hadn’t been able to find a place to stay despite searching everywhere. 

‘So they offer rooms in the tavern.’

Seria followed the man to a door marked with a certain number. He inserted the wooden key into the handle and after a few creaks, the door opened.

The room was very small and shabby. There was a strange, musty smell in the air. But it didn’t matter. Seria felt a sense of gratitude and relief, knowing that she finally had a place to hide from the eyes of others. 

She bowed slightly to the man and said, “Th-Thank you. I really appreciate it.” 

The man shrugged nonchalantly and led her into the room. Then he locked all the locks and secured the door. 

Only the man and Seria were left in the small room. Unexpectedly, Seria was taken by surprise when the man entered the room with her. She blinked and cocked her head in confusion. 

“What’s that look?” 

“Y-yes? No… it’s not like that…” 

Despite being in the same room, the man seemed completely at ease. He casually removed his armour, tossed it aside and lay down on the bed in nothing but his trousers, stretched out on his n*ked body.

Seria’s eyes trembled even more in confusion. Not understanding the situation, she fluttered her lips stupidly and asked, “U-um… How long… are you staying here?” 

She was frightened by the man lying casually on the bed, but despite her fear, Seria had to ask because she couldn’t make sense of the situation. How could a man be in a woman’s room like that? 

‘Is it because he’s a savage…?’ 

Seria thought as she looked at the man lying comfortably on the bed. 

But the man was also confused by the situation. He furrowed his brow and looked at Seria as if questioning her.

“I don’t know what nonsense you’re talking about.” 

“Huh?” 

“If you’re asking how long I’ll be here – of course I’ll rest until dawn tomorrow and then leave.”

“I was trying to show some hospitality and let you stay in my room for a night… but you’re not planning to give the owner of the room an eviction notice, are you?” 

Only then did Seria understand the man’s words. In a panic, she quickly pulled a diamond earring from the pocket of her robe and held it out. 

“I… I have money, if that’s what you want!” 

Under the dim light of the cheap lantern, the well-cut diamond sparkled. When the man saw what she was holding, he got up from the bed immediately. He put the earring back in her pocket and muttered to himself. 

“I don’t know what nonsense you’re talking about.” 

“Huh?” 

“If you’re asking how long I’ll be here – of course I’ll rest until dawn tomorrow and then leave.”

“I even showed some kindness and let you stay in my room for a day… surely you’re not planning to evict the owner of the room, are you?”

Only then did Seria understand the man’s words. In a panic, she quickly pulled a diamond earring from the pocket of her robe and held it out. 

“I… I have money, if that’s what you want!” 

Under the dim light of the cheap lantern, the well-cut diamond sparkled. When the man saw what she was holding, he got up from the bed immediately. He put the earring back in her pocket and muttered to himself. 

“Are you out of your mind?” 

“Y-yes?” 

“Even if you are the daughter of a noble family, there is a limit to how ignorant you can be about the world.” 

“Maybe I can get another room with this…” 

“Don’t talk nonsense.” 

“There’s probably a jeweller nearby.” 

“Do you really think so?” 

The man chuckled dryly and brushed his hair back. 

“Instead of talking nonsense, why don’t you take care of your br*asts?” 

Only then did Seria realise how soaked her br*asts were and she hurried to the bathroom. 

The small room attached to the old room hardly deserved to be called a bathroom. Cobwebs littered the corners and the buzzing of unidentified insects filled the air. Unlike the fragrant bathrooms in the mansion, the stench here was overwhelming. 

On top of that, the unkempt toilet attached to the wall was so filthy… she couldn’t bear to look at it. 

With that in mind, Seria hastily pulled her robe aside, exposing her br*ast. Then she gripped her br*ast tightly, as if to squeeze it. An opaque liquid flowed from the tip of her pointed n*pple.

As Seria stood over the worn sink milking herself, she suddenly felt a deep sense of self-pity. The reflection in the dirty, grimy mirror made her feel almost animalistic.

“Sob… … .”

Seria’s eyes blurred with tears that rolled down her rounded cheeks, falling one by one.

Seria didn’t notice that her vision had gradually blurred because of the tears streaming down her rounded cheeks, falling one by one.

Seria’s jewel-like tears eventually fell onto the cheap sink, covered in mold and water stains. Her tears and milk from her br*asts dripped steadily. As if wanting to erase all traces of her tears, Seria lifted the sink lever.

Along with the sound of flowing water, rusty water gushed out from the faucet. It took some time before it finally became clear. Not long after, Seria’s crying also stopped.

But the milk continued to flow from her br*ast. She kept squeezing and massaging it relentlessly, feeling like an animal, like a cow being milked. However, she realized that, at that moment, her thoughts weren’t what mattered.

Through her disheveled clothes, Seria’s bare skin was exposed. Her large br*asts seemed out of proportion to her small frame. Since her milk started flowing, her br*asts had swollen and grown even bigger.

Even her n*pples had changed. What was once small and rosy had grown larger, resembling those of a mother who had given birth.

Seria felt like a stranger in her own body.

“Will it stay like this for the rest of my life…?”

She spent what felt like an eternity in front of the sink. Even after a long time, the flow of milk showed no sign of decreasing.

After repeatedly squeezing and pressing for so long, Seria sighed in resignation as she looked at the seemingly endless stream of milk. As if giving up, she roughly wiped her still-leaking chest and began to fix her clothing. It was at that moment.

She hadn’t realized how long she had been standing in front of the sink, and even though she had been expressing milk for quite some time, the flow had not lessened.

She repeatedly squeezed and pressed, but when she noticed that nothing had changed, she sighed in frustration.

In resignation, she hastily wiped her br*ast, which was still leaking milk, and began to adjust her clothing. But at that moment, something happened.

The bathroom door suddenly swung open, accompanied by a deep voice from behind.
“What happened to you? Did you fall into a sewer? What on earth are you doing in there…?”

The man, who had entered without permission, seemed startled when he saw Seria’s appearance, leaving his words unfinished. But Seria was equally shocked.

At his unexpected intrusion, Seria’s face flushed red as she hurriedly shoved her chest back into her clothes.
“Wh-Why are you barging in like that…!”
She turned toward the man and shouted in protest. However, unlike her initial confident tone, her voice gradually shrank, becoming as small as a whisper.

Inside her clothes, her br*ast continued to leak milk. The thin slip she wore underneath was once again soaked.

Seria’s wet slip could no longer properly cover her body. Through the thin fabric, her hardened n*pples were clearly visible, even showing their rosy hue. Overwhelmed with embarrassment, she quickly adjusted her clothes, desperately trying to cover her chest with her robe.

However, when the man suddenly moved so close to her, Seria froze mid-motion as she was fastening her robe, unable to finish covering herself.

The man’s large hand suddenly grabbed Seria’s wrist. Then, without hesitation, he pushed aside her robe to inspect her br*ast.
“W-What are you doing…!”
Seria, shocked, struggled for a moment, but the man, seemingly confused, asked,
“Have you given birth?”
“…How could that be? No, I haven’t.”
“Then what’s with this milk?”