Chapter 136
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 136
Chapter Title: Taranis - 3
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[I won't die! I won't die!]
The eagle kept dodging me even though it couldn't escape.
This is annoying.
Just give up and let me eat you already.
[What in the world is this place?! How can a mere human soul possess such a resilient spirit?!]
Annoying as it was, I finally pinned the eagle down with my front paw.
[Snap out of it, Titan! You're being deceived! Your very existence is surely part of someone's scheme!]
So damn noisy.
Better finish it off quick.
[Aaah! I can't die so meaninglessly! I can't be devoured like this!]
A sharp, stinging taste spread through my mouth.
First time for meat this unique.
[Ooh! Hestia! Have you come to save me?]
[Kaaack! This time, I'll truly become your servant! Please spare me!]
Hmm, it's got an addictive tang, but not quite to my taste.
[Heh heh heh, Hestia, you wicked bitch! Was this part of your scheme too?!]
Still, no sense leaving any—gotta eat it all.
[Aaaah! I'll curse you! And Alcinous who made a deal with you!]
Gulp.
Thanks for the meal.
[Well done. My Titan.]
A woman approached me after I'd swallowed the eagle whole.
She looked familiar, but where had I seen her before?
[It must be uncomfortable, but please endure just a little longer until the world of the promise arrives.]
Then the woman gazed not at me, but at the iron bars behind me, and spoke.
[On that day, you will surely be able to devour this one.]
Inside the bars was a man's head.
A wretched thing, severed as if by a saw.
Though it was just a head, for some eerie reason, I found it terrifying.
Eat this?
I can't. No way.
Grrr.
In a moment of terror, my eyes met those of the head-only man.
They were a hunter's eyes.
An arrogant, indomitable presence that refused to place any being above itself.
Overwhelmed by him, the man addressed me in a voice identical to my own.
"Youngster, cut it out and get up."
...
"Hm?"
"Are you awake?"
I opened my eyes to see Camilla.
Why are you straddling me?
"How long was I out?"
"About two days."
"Yeah? About the same as last time."
"Impressive compared to the ordeal."
"I see. Guess I've grown."
"Hmm..."
"What?"
Camilla hesitated a moment, then blurted out,
"Good news and bad news first. Which do you want?"
"Good news, obviously."
"I've finally reached the 2nd Hierarchy."
"For real?"
"Do I look like someone who'd lie about this?"
"Not at all. The Camilla I know wouldn't joke about something like this."
"Nothing else to say?"
"Congrats, teacher."
"Hehe, that rings nice."
She seemed genuinely pleased by my congratulations.
"Party later to celebrate."
"Bad news first, actually."
"Ah, did someone get dragged into this?"
"No."
"Then what's bad? Wait—the emperor chased us here?!"
"No."
"The auntie with the invitation?"
"No. Hero, why are you always tangled up with imperial folk?"
"Beats me. It's not like I asked for it."
"Sigh... this is worse."
"Worse?!"
I was stunned by her words.
What the hell happened?
I focused intently until Camilla finally spoke.
"Hero, you failed to become a god."
"Hm?"
I didn't become a god?
"What're you talking about?"
"Looks like it's a big shock."
"No, I don't get it."
"Sigh... listen without freaking out."
Camilla explained slowly.
"The hero who swallowed the divine relic should have ascended to godhood."
"Really?"
"Yes. Even the apostles thought so this time, but for some reason, you didn't become a god."
"That easy to become one?"
"You swallowed a god itself— it'd be weirder if you couldn't."
"Fair point."
The Titan gods had to devour divinity to become gods, after all.
Swallowing something packed with it like the relic? No surprise if it worked.
"Truth is, I never wanted to become one anyway."
"More ambitionless than I thought, Hero."
"Ambition or not, what's so great about godhood?"
"You'd be stronger than now."
"Tempting, sure. But I wanna live as a human and die as one."
"Don't most seek immortality through godhood?"
"Sounds like a hassle, all that god stuff. I just wanna live happily with my family and go when it's time. Long life ain't my thing."
"Hmm... to each their own, then. We'll gloss over the failed godhood."
"So no bad news?"
"No, there's one more."
"What now?"
Camilla answered cautiously, her face a bit flushed.
"The hero who just woke up can't control his lust due to the aftermath of absorbing Taranis's divinity."
"???"
"That's why you tried to pounce on me while I was checking your condition."
"Hey..."
"Lucky for you, I have feelings for you, Hero, so I'll accept your urges."
Her words hit me like a hammer to the head.
"The one who pounced is you, climbing on top of my sleeping body."
"So... you don't like it?"
"Nah... that's good news, not bad."
"Hehe, is it?"
I immediately grabbed her ass with one hand and squeezed her breast with the other.
"Hng, Hero."
"Yeah?"
"Compared to the women you've held, I'm sorely lacking as a woman."
"Don't see it that way."
"...I've lived my whole life as a knight."
"Yeah?"
"Scar on my face, body's too hard—not womanly at all."
"Hmm..."
I pondered her worries briefly, then met her eyes at her level.
"How long since hitting 2nd Hierarchy, and you're already losing confidence?"
"That's different from this."
"Feels like the same talk as before."
I shifted my hips slightly, pressing her tight against me.
"It's the same. To me, you're Camilla, period."
"...You're a pro, alright. Master at handling women."
"I'll take the compliment."
I gently cupped her chin.
Unlike her usual self, this flustered innocence was utterly delicious.
"First time. Please be gentle."
"Didn't you say you'd accept me pouncing?"
"I want it romantic, like in novels—full of connection."
"Tall order. But got it."
As she asked, I tapped my lips with two fingers, then gently pressed them to hers.
Like an indirect kiss, her face flushed bright red. To etch that cute sight in my mind, I slowly stole her lips.
A light lip-to-lip kiss, yet she floundered like a girl.
'Shyer than straddling a guy or getting groped.'
Felt like the intensity had flipped, but damn if it wasn't hotter.
Smack smack smack!
I peppered her lips until they parted.
After three or four, her puzzled look asked why—I answered by licking her lips instead of words.
"P-pervert."
"Yup."
Her pupils shook at my protruding tongue; soon she closed her eyes and opened her mouth.
I dove in for a deep kiss.
"Huwup?!"
Startled by the foreign tongue invading her mouth, she trembled like a schoolgirl.
"Haa..."
Our tongues tangled, saliva swapped in a lewd, intense kiss—she let out a breathless impression, aroused.
"Hotter than I imagined."
"Unique take. Felt good?"
"...You don't ask a woman that."
"Wanted to leave a mark since it's your first."
"What mark?"
"That you're my woman."
I carefully reached out and touched her.
The flimsy dress—unlike her usual armor—gave her a strangely sensual air, but something was missing.
"Next time, in armor."
Her identity's a knight.
And ravishing a knight? Gotta be in armor.
"No."
"Instant rejection."
Of course, no plans to give up if she wants me eventually.
"Undressing you."
"Huh?"
Riiip!
I tore her dress with both hands, revealing blue underwear the color of her beautiful hair.
Staring at the shredded cloth, she grumbled.
"Didn't I ask for gentle?"
"This is gentle."
"This?!"
"Yeah. Rough's something else."
I breathed hot breath toward her underwear-clad breasts.
Pretending shock, she froze—but I didn't stop. Starting from her navel, I licked up to the undersides of her breasts. Then I bit her underwear in my teeth and...
...tore it right off.
"This is rough."
"You're a beast."
Blushing, she muttered complaints.
Her nonstop cuteness had me whispering,
"Yeah. I'm a beast."