Black Sail
Chapter 239: CCXXXIX. Medical Miracle

Chapter 239: CCXXXIX. Medical Miracle

Feeling the warmth of Liszt’s rough palm, he was not well-behaved, taking her hand and flipping it over, his thumb sliding across her palm.

Certainly a person who had never engaged in coarse labor, such tender wrists held in hand, Liszt’s desire to experiment increased a notch, his throat rolling.

Since she was living in his own house, cohabitating with Dreya, that meant she was cohabitating with him too, shared matrimonial property. It was only reasonable for him to have a taste.

Liszt smiled faintly, waiting for Mo Yutong’s response. The temperature of her hand also got hotter, and this was perhaps too taboo, his brain going somewhat blank.

"How should we experiment?"

Mo Yutong asked subconsciously.

Liszt began to recount successful cases. Meredith had already received a very good service experience, raving about it, telling her to relax. He had experience, the process was very comfortable and easy. Just don’t tense up your body, be natural.

Mo Yutong blinked, her cheeks flushed, almost dripping blood, distilling the keywords: back kitchen, kitchen counter, her gaze inevitably turned towards Liszt’s rough hands.

Because of years of wielding weapons in combat, his sturdy fingers were full of scratches, creating rich layers etched into his palm.

"No..."

"Do you want to take back what you just said?"

"What did I say?"

"I’m actually honored to be the ladies’ interactive tool."

"Yes! I give up! I take it back!"

"Sooner or later there will be such a day, giving up halfway now would mean all previous efforts were wasted. There are already successful cases. This is... expert consultation. You are also considered an intellectual member of society. Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. Without trying, how do you know if you can accept it, or maybe even like it?"

Liszt saw that Mo Yutong was wavering again and took out the dagger he carried with him and placed it on the side table.

"If I do anything beyond diagnosis and treatment in the subsequent process, you can use this to end things with me."

Liszt tactfully leaned back.

At this moment, there was also the added hardware bonus, the advantage of his appearance plus He Transmutes Freedom Method, equaling an unstoppable hero in full divine gear.

Mo Yutong, thinking that she had indeed wronged Liszt, and seeing that there were also successful cases, glanced at the shiny, gleaming dagger beside her. She could return the product midway, there was after-sales guarantee.

From this point on, it had become an art form.

Seeing her nod, preparing for the New Year’s Eve, since he was an old playboy, the experience should be guaranteed, right?

Liszt maintained his composure on the surface, but inside he was ecstatic. I’m running like heaven right now! I must start the expert consultation immediately, right away!

Mo Yutong naturally wasn’t as wild as Meredith, so now he truly needed to proceed step by step.

"Let’s relax first."

Liszt took hold of her heel, placing a long, straight leg on his knee, and started to give a genuine massage for two minutes. Mo Yutong relaxed a bit, too.

Then he started to increase the intensity, slowly moving upwards.

Unimaginably, Mo Yutong was typically cool outside but passionate inside... with extremely strong feedback, far more efficient in interaction than Meredith.

Only ten minutes later.

Liszt had already finished the consultation. He had planned to wash his hands in the kitchen sink, but remembering Dreya’s obsession with cleanliness, he went to the washroom to clean himself.

Afterward, he returned to the study. There were serious matters to attend to, a pile of accounts to sort out. Starting now, Mo Yutong had been promoted to the Chief Financial Officer of Black Sail Trading Company.

"I didn’t deceive you, did I?"

Liszt placed the dagger from the side table back into the inner sheath of his clothing. Although he could summon the Junlin Sword at any moment, he was used to it.

Without carrying some iron on his person, even in safe places, he’d feel like he was walking in the ruins of a broken city, surrounded by Mohawk-headed motorcyclists.

Mo Yutong’s hair was somewhat disheveled, a few strands stuck to one cheek by sweat. Her robe clung to the curves of her body, and her face still flushed with the afterglow of excitement.

The progress was very good, much smoother than Meredith’s. Those iron-headed types were too hard to deal with. Mo Yutong had endured a painful period within the Cult.

Since it belonged to the joint property of a married couple, as Dreya’s blood bag, Liszt felt obliged to take care of her.

"Miracle of Suffering..."

Liszt suddenly uttered these four words.

Mo Yutong’s head buzzed, all sensation instantly vanished.

"You are very important to me, not just because the Netherworld Stele needs you, but also because Black Sail urgently needs a financial director. As you know, there are some half-baked types on my ship who need a white-collar to take charge. Of course, you won’t need to fight; just work in an office. You are a key figure, whether it’s Aran’s people or those Cult members, you won’t see them ever again. If anyone dares to come..."

Liszt made a throat-slitting gesture.

With that, her physiological needs, safety needs, respect needs were all met. As for self-actualization, that was her own business now.

Originally, Mo Yutong had been somewhat frightened by those four words, never wanting to recall those days again. Perhaps it takes a scoundrel to grind another? It was hard to imagine what Liszt had gone through over the years. That figure and that tone seemed like an established fact. The Cult, the Aran Court, had been quite the struggle, but now she had finally found a sanctuary, a long-lost sense of stability and safety.

And there was also... a warm and shining space.

"Hey, what are you playing at?"

Liszt was shocked; he thought the healing had been going smoothly. But Mo Yutong’s eyes were slightly glistening! Was it a big failure? Did she feel she had been dirtied?

"Can you be quiet, please?" Liszt looked out the window, checking if Dreya was around. After all, Dreya had admin rights, and he was just a temporary user. "You make me look really dumb, hey!"

Liszt was speechless. The He Transmutes Freedom Method! A massive failure!

"It’s nothing..."

Mo Yutong’s mental resilience was always high. She slightly hooked her little finger, regaining her calm.

"I see you’re suffering too. Do you want me to help you?"

Mo Yutong said lightly, with a smile.

Liszt was a man who kept his promises; the process was all manual.

He had no idea what was being played out. Suffering a backlash from the Immortal Emperor’s Divine Power, he entered a state of Murphys. Had she suffered a mental breakdown?

"That’s not good."

Liszt feared this woman would just eat him whole—how could she speak so calmly? Was the effect really that good?

"I agree."

"Agree to what?"

"About the financial director?"

"That’s right, sis. In fact, not only as a financial director, you’re now the chief strategist for Black Sail Trading Company!"

"Trading Company? After robbing so much money from the train, it’s time to transition, right? You can register a company in the Southern Continent, with a minimum capital of fifty Golden Dragons. But there’s no need for pirates; it’s probably just about setting internal rules. Then let’s do it the traditional way. The amount of capital contributed by your people determines their shares. Once the capital is paid, the property rights belong to the company, not the individuals. To be honest, the situation on your ship is very delicate; twelve people each owning just over eight percent. You should bring more people in to dilute that, find your confidants, at least own a third of the shares, to have veto power in major decisions. I don’t know how pirates do things, but if it’s just internal rules, you just need to set them, and personal prestige is more reliable. Create a distribution system with you at the head, lock everyone into it, promote internal advancement, and stable rules will support a long-term community of shared interests which is also beneficial for expansion."

Mo Yutong suddenly felt thirsty; after all, she had just finished a period of celebration.

Liszt understood. It wasn’t that the treatment hadn’t worked. He Transmutes Freedom, and it had been a critical hit, a stroke of genius. Besides, this... let’s call it professionalism, looked so reliable!

"Actually... I quite liked it before."

Mo Yutong knew she had been PUA’ed, but it didn’t matter. It had been only physical fulfillment after all. She now felt that it was comfortable with someone she had a slight liking for. She just happened to feel a stronger liking for women.

"You’re my... dear schoolmate."

Liszt was moved.