Chapter 104
Chapter 104
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 104
Chapter Title: Second Epilogue - Sion Idris #02
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Sion's plan was simpler than she had imagined.
Sion began tailing Young Master Rexton, Arthin, and the two brats from the Republic Federation as they played. She observed every word and action of the four without missing a single detail.
Afterward, she added a bit of 'exaggeration' and reported it all to Baron Ludwig—Arthin's father—and Count Wise—Rexton's father.
Slap!
"You worthless brat! Not only were you rude to Young Master Rexton, but you dared to shove him too? You're a disgrace to the Ludwig Family—a disgrace!"
The first to act was Baron Ludwig, father of Arthin Ludwig. Fearing that his son's rudeness might harm the family, the baron severely punished his son in front of the servants and Count Wise.
"I apologize, Your Excellency the Count! My foolish son has dared to dishonor your son!"
"...That's enough. It's just kids fighting—overdoing the discipline isn't good either."
Count Wise dismissed it as mere childish squabbling and paid it no mind, but the timid Baron Ludwig—who paled in comparison to his brilliant son—grew terrified at even that response.
"Young Master Rexton! If my son ever acts rudely toward you again, even slightly, please tell me! I'll punish him so harshly it'll sink into his bones!"
"Uh... Y-Yes, sir..."
Rexton was bewildered by Baron Ludwig's attitude, but in his stead, Sion relayed every tiny 'rudeness' from Arthin to the baron.
"Rude to Young Master Rexton again?!"
"You useless fool! Are you set on ruining the family?!"
"I don't want to hear excuses! No dinner until tomorrow evening!"
"...Yes, Father."
Under his father's stern demeanor and excessive scolding, Arthin gradually lost his confidence and became increasingly passive. Everything had gone according to plan up to this point, so Sion moved on to the next phase with satisfaction.
However, there was one major variable in Sion's plan.
"Hey, Arthin! Give me your cookies too! If you don't, I'll tell your dad!"
The innocent Rexton was purely kind to those he liked, but when he saw his rival Arthin showing weakness, he began bullying him purely and innocently.
"Hey, Arthin. My shoes got ruined during sword practice today—go grab a pair from the mansion."
"Idiot, go fetch some silver coins. No, I'll pay you back later."
As Rexton grew older, the intensity of his bullying escalated. Shaomei and Jorba tried to intervene when they saw it, but the more they did, the worse Rexton's harassment became.
What did Sion do? Whenever Arthin resisted, she informed the Ludwig Family. And whenever Rexton occasionally ordered her to torment Ludwig, she gladly obliged with joy.
By age fifteen, Arthin had lost the brilliance of his childhood and become a passive child in all things. In contrast, Rexton gained confidence from his awakened genius and began receiving praise from those around him.
To Sion, this was the right order. Seeing Young Master Rexton—who had always treated her kindly—finally receiving everyone's recognition filled her heart with quiet happiness.
──Even if Young Master still didn't see her as a woman, she believed he would one day bestow his love upon her. And so, Sion continued to faithfully follow Rexton in silence.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ One day, Sion realized it. Lately, Young Master Rexton had been avoiding her.
Though he pretended otherwise, she recognized the fear in his eyes whenever their gazes met—he hurriedly looked away.
'What is it? Because I beat a bear to death with my bare hands last time? Or did he find out I broke that handmaid's finger for daring to admire him?'
She couldn't pinpoint the reason. What mattered was that the gentle gaze Rexton once directed at her was gone, crushing her spirit even further.
From that day on, Sion cut off interest in everyone else. Believing that if she devoted herself fully, Young Master would look her way again, she stopped eavesdropping on the maids' conversations, tormenting Arthin, and even sword practice.
Instead, she reduced her overly muscular build, peeled away all the calluses from her unfeminine hands, and began tending to Rexton 24/7, openly showing her affection.
But despite her efforts, Rexton pushed her away even more. Reading a secret letter where he begged to be rid of her, Sion endured the heartbreak of unrequited rejection in silence.
Still, she held on. Convincing herself it was just puberty, she believed he would one day smile at her gently again.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "──You slut like Reggie, you're fired! ──You brainless idiot!"
On the day of the duel, what woke the unconscious Sion was Rexton's foot kicking her body.
"Y-Young Master... Stop... Why..."
"Shut up! Go die! Die! Die!!!"
When the malicious smile he always wore while tormenting Arthin turned toward her, Sion felt her world crumble once more.
After his family, the knight order, now even the gentle boy who had reached out to her hated her. Sion sank into deep despair.
Thud—! Crunch!
...Then, the one who saved her was someone Sion never expected.
"There's a limit to how ugly a person can be—tormenting someone who got hurt fighting for you?"
Arthin Ludwig, the brat she had tormented and trampled. The fact that this kid was protecting her now left Sion utterly confused.
Moreover, after knocking Rexton down in front of everyone and descending the stage, he approached her bloodied and exhausted, offering a handkerchief.
"Don't get tangled with that retard anymore—find a good master. Got it?"
"....P-Pardon?"
She unwittingly used formal speech toward Arthin, but he ignored it, staggering out of the arena.
A good master? Sion struggled to understand. But looking at the handkerchief in her hand, one thing came to mind.
The first person to rage on her behalf after being abandoned by her father, her homeland, and her master was Arthin.
"...Young Master... Arthin..."
That day, Sion's shattered heart began to take shape again.
'Ahh... Young Master...'
After that, Arthin saved her two more times. When attacked by a monster from the Demon King's Army, seeing him draw his sword for her sake made Sion tremble, forgetting even her pain.
And when her blunder failed to kill Rexton and she was captured in the Rose Hall, she awoke in Arthin's arms.
"You idiot, I told you not to overdo it because it's dangerous."
Gazing down at this much taller, dumb, useless ugly woman, Arthin smiled brightly.
'Young Master, I'm sorry. Young Master, I love you. Young Master, I want to atone to you with my entire life...'
She didn't understand why these past memories were flashing by. But even in the dream, being held in Arthin's arms felt indescribably happy.
"Ahh... Young Master... I'll devote everything to you..."
Lost in the happy dream, Sion wrapped her arms around the neck of the young master holding her and pressed her lips to his. Even if it was the foul tricks of dream demons, she no longer cared. As long as she could feel this happiness, a dream was fine.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Mmph?! Guhhh?!"
I was performing CPR to revive Sion, who wasn't breathing, when suddenly a foreign tongue explored my mouth like it was savoring it. I couldn't help but panic.
'What the fuck?! The kid wasn't breathing, so I was doing mouth-to-mouth, and now she's shoving her tongue in? Pervert?'
Startled by the sudden deep kiss, I tried to pull away, but Sion's arms were already wrapped tightly around my neck, refusing to let go.
"A-Arthin? What are you doing right now?! Not only did you roll around with some random woman, but you're cheating right in front of me?!"
[No, she suddenly kissed me and won't let go!]
Unicorn, who had been anxiously watching the still-unconscious Sion, shot me a betrayed glare at the sudden kiss. But I was fucking innocent.
"Urgh! Smooch... Mmph! Pwah! Why is she so strong?!"
I finally pried my lips free, wiped the saliva Sion had slathered in my mouth with my hand, picked her up, and tossed her onto the bed.
"Hehe... Young Master Arthin..."
"...Is she really asleep? No, can you lose consciousness and still dream like that?"
I couldn't immediately answer Unicorn's question. After reviving her with holy power because she wasn't breathing, she suddenly kissed me and fell into a deep sleep—that defied my common sense.
"Well... She seems healthy now, so maybe I treated her properly?"
As I said that, Unicorn looked puzzled but soon sighed in resignation and began scanning my body up and down.
"So, why are you naked and reeking of another female's scent? You smell like perfume."
"...Huh? Oh, that..."
Right. After Almiraj passed out from repeated orgasms, I'd been using her like an onahole when the sound of the wall breaking made me rush over naked.
'...What excuse do I even make?'
The problem was there was no excuse. Naked, stinking of perfume and semen—in this situation, what could I possibly say?
"...Was it Shaomei or Agnes? Or Violet?"
Then Unicorn watched my reaction, sighed like she understood, and looked at me knowingly. What?
"Of course, I understand you cherish those three women greatly. I won't be selfish and demand you love only me. So no need to worry about my feelings."
"Huh? No, it's not—"
Fuck, she definitely misunderstood big time. Seeing me hesitate, she thought I was holding back to spare her feelings?
...Thinking about it, it made sense she wouldn't suspect cheating with her sleeping right there. The issue was how to explain this mess?
"I'll step out for a bit, eat, and come back. Enjoy your time, my mate..."
"No, wait, Unicorn! You can't go that way!"
I hurriedly grabbed Unicorn, who spoke in a wistful tone like she'd made up her mind and headed for the living room. Almiraj was lying naked on the sofa-turned-bed right there—disaster if caught.
"...Why, Arthin? Haven't you done stuff with Agnes right in front of me?"
"No, it's not that... How do I explain..."
"No way! You want a 3P? Even I need time to prepare my heart for that!"
"That's not... Well, I do want a 3P, but..."
As I floundered, watching Unicorn desperately clutch her chest with both arms—that moment.
"Master? What's going on?"
Almiraj poked her upper body through the open door gap. Her bronze breasts, marked clearly with my bite marks, jiggled into view.
"....No, Unicorn. Hear me out first?"
"Arthin? What is this?"
Suddenly, Unicorn's tone grew eerily curt. Her pure white hair visibly darkened before my eyes.
"Unicorn...? Y-Your speech is really weird..."
"More importantly, explain. Now."
Under that icy gaze unlike Unicorn at all, hoping the old saying 'it's easier to beg forgiveness than ask permission' rang true, I naturally dropped to my knees and bowed my head.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "I get that you knelt to Unicorn. But how did it turn into a three-day sex party?"
Unable to respond to Shaomei's sharp words, I hung my head, and she turned her gaze to Unicorn.
Unicorn fidgeted with her fingers under that look and averted her eyes to the floor.
"I... I originally planned to scold Arthin harshly. Really!"
"...Originally?"
"Well... You see..."
In my silence, Unicorn glanced warily at Agnes and Shaomei before beginning to speak.