Chapter 298
Chapter 298
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 298
Chapter Title: Tripartite Battle
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Siu arrived at the mansion after Eloa, but she had already exchanged brief words with Count Albireo.
It wasn't anything significant—just a welcoming greeting along the lines of making herself at home. It didn't take long.
To begin with, Tiphereth Duke and Count Jemernai weren't close on a personal level outside of business matters.
Especially compared to Deneb, who at least had a human touch, Albireo was intensely pragmatic, not the type Eloa could easily warm up to.
Then again, with that kind of cunning and temperament, it made sense he'd built a business empire grand enough to be called the 'Jemernai Kingdom' in under a century.
"Hmm, hmm-hmm~ Hmmm~ ♪"
The sunlight felt wonderful.
Her mood was perfect for it, too.
Thinking it might be nice to stroll through the count's beautiful garden, Eloa wandered about, even humming a clumsy tune.
Since a mansion's splendor was often judged by its garden, there was no need to describe its extravagance.
Flowers of every color bloomed defiantly against the seasons.
Each tree was meticulously trimmed by the gardeners' hands.
Fountains scattered throughout sprayed cool water without a single leaf floating on the surface.
"It'd be perfect with a bottle of gin while walking..."
Eloa savored the refined moment, idly wondering if she should go back for a bottle now.
As she strolled over the carpet-like lawn, she spotted a fine annex building.
Compared to the main building, where dozens of servants lived around the clock, its exterior maintenance was a bit lacking.
Even so, it was larger and grander than the house she and Rafi had once shared.
There were probably several such annexes scattered across the vast estate.
Normally, Eloa would have passed by without a second thought, but with her spirits so high today...
Checking it out wouldn't hurt.
With light steps, she circled the annex.
It was big.
Even excluding the slanted attic ceiling, it looked at least three stories tall, and inside the fence was its own garden and fountain.
Maybe she could ask to stay here while recovering?
She'd been treated as an honored guest after selling the homunculus byproducts and magic tools to the Jemernai family at a bargain. The count would surely agree to this much.
Siu would like it, too.
Casually picturing living together with Siu, Eloa nodded in satisfaction.
"Hmm... In that case, I should take a closer look."
Eloa quietly opened the front door and stepped inside.
If it was just for her, that'd be one thing, but since she'd be staying with Siu, checking the room conditions and upkeep was important.
Above all, the kitchen mattered most.
Essential for cooking nice meals for Siu.
"Oh?"
To her relief, the annex was impeccably maintained, dispelling her worries.
She'd been concerned about the slightly weathered exterior, but the lobby's dazzling marble tiles and dust-free stair railings proved her fears unfounded.
Now, where's the kitchen...
Peeking around, lost in fantasies of cozy master-apprentice life with Siu, when a faint presence tickled her ear.
Even with some senses dulled by her contract's toll, Tiphereth's perceptions far surpassed any ordinary witch's.
As she gripped the stair railing to head up to the second floor, she detected footsteps and muffled voices vibrating through the silver-plated handle.
She hadn't been given permission to enter, and there were people inside.
This was trespassing, plain and simple.
Normally, Eloa would have quietly closed the door and left, but her body froze mid-motion.
The vibrations felt eerily familiar.
"Ah."
Siu was inside.
Eloa realized it.
This vibration from her hand right now...
It matched the pattern when Siu's voice had made the sofa springs hum late at night over drinks.
For someone of Eloa's superhuman caliber, this was child's play.
He'd met the twins somewhere and must be catching up here.
"Hee-hee."
A smile crept across Eloa's lips.
They'd only just parted, but seeing his face again lifted her spirits.
Of course, she had no intention of barging in on their reunion, so she planned to just peek quietly at what they were up to. Tiptoeing up the stairs carefully.
On the second floor, amid doors flung wide for ventilation, one stood firmly shut—the only one.
She hadn't heard much until now.
Eloa crept forward on tiptoe, silent as a cat.
And as she drew closer, sounds seeped into her ears...
'Haa... haa... haa...'
'Heuk... heuk... heuk...'
...hoarse breathing.
In that instant, a chill raced up her spine, her hairs standing on end from raw instinct.
The old Eloa might have found it odd but wouldn't have guessed what was happening inside.
Now, though, she knew immediately what those sounds meant.
They're doing it.
The source of the noises that had kept her tossing all last night in the motel.
What Siu and Periwinkle might have done last night.
The act that still tormented her with guilt and confusion.
When she came to, Eloa stood blankly before the door.
'Haaang...! Kyahung...! Si, Siu... Siu...!'
Up close, she could finally make it out.
The wet slap of flesh on flesh, sweet moans dripping with pleasure, nasal whines like a cat in heat writhing.
A duet performed by Sharon and Siu.
She had to leave.
She had to leave.
She had to leave.
Eloa's reason flashed urgently, commanding her.
No need to mention her upright character and morals.
Common sense dictated she should step away.
Yet Eloa stared vacantly at the door, rooted like a statue.
-Thump thump thump thump
Her heart pounded furiously.
At some point, she was breathing through her mouth instead of her nose, her body heating like a low fever.
Siu was in there.
In his primal, beastly form, devouring Evergreen like she was prey.
'Yes...! Yes yes yes...! There... haaaah...!'
Sharon's voice echoed in Eloa's hollow mind.
Scenes from the rainwater tunnel overlapped rapidly—Siu claiming her body.
The joy of becoming a woman for the first time prickled her like agony.
This is wrong.
This is wrong.
Eloa held her breath and slowly crouched down.
Lowering herself revealed a keyhole leaking a sliver of light.
Tiny, but peeking through would reveal the whole scene inside.
The impulse was so overwhelming it even scattered the faint jealousy from last night.
Yeah.
This isn't spying.
Just making sure Siu isn't too carried away doing something bad.
Finally, through the narrow keyhole, Eloa glimpsed everything unfolding in the room.
The woman on the bed was Sharon Evergreen.
Her unique deep green hair splayed messily across the sheets, her face melted in ecstasy as she merged with Siu.
"Hngh! Ugh...! Haaang...!"
Above her, Siu—Eloa's beloved disciple, naked—pinned Sharon down on the bed, her legs splayed wide.
He flexed bulging muscles, thrusting his hips.
Each time, Sharon's beautifully shaped breasts jiggled up and down, even lying as she was.
Her legs hooked over Siu's shoulders, one hand clawing the bedsheet in rapture.
The scene was mad with heat, seeping through the crack.
Even silhouetted, his massive size was obvious, plunging in and out of Sharon, slick with her juices.
"Haaaang... hold me... hold me... haaa..."
Sharon panted in a fevered tone, spreading her legs from his shoulders to wrap around his waist instead.
She cupped her breasts like an offering, speaking in a voice dripping lewdness.
"Siu... suck them... suck my tits hard..."
Still buried inside, Siu leaned forward and latched onto one of Sharon's excellent mounds, claiming the tip.
Her hips arched off the bed in response, bowing like a bridge.
-Slurp! Slurp!
-Squelch! Squelch!
"Haaa...! Yes...! Does Sharon's pussy feel good too, Siu...?"
"Heuk... heuk...! Feels like I'm gonna die, it's so good."
Sticky fluids stretched with each thrust, mixed with the wet smacks of him suckling her breasts.
Sharon giggled breathlessly, spurring him with teasing lines.
Her moans blended perfectly with coquettish whines as a bonus.
"I... haaa... wanted you to fuck me so good... haven't even masturbated... hng... waiting for you... Sharon's pussy... a starving pussy... haaaang...!"
Beyond mere instinct, Sharon chose provocative words to please Siu.
Her dizzying baby talk, referring to herself in third person like some regression, left Eloa stunned.
"......"
Regardless, Eloa's throat bobbed with swallows.
Her mouth parched dry, yet saliva kept pooling.
The scene beyond conjured too many memories.
Siu ravaging her fiercely in the rainwater tunnel.
Those eyes, that face—he must have devoured her with the same hunger.
"D-don't bite my tits like that... and pound my weak spots... haaang... Sharon can't... do anything... Si-Siu... haaaang...!"
Sharon pinched Siu's wrist lightly.
Eloa couldn't know, but it was Sharon's subtle signal for rougher treatment.
A silent pact born from months of intimacy.
Siu, who'd been sucking her nipple till her breast coned, caught it instantly.
He growled back roughly.
"Can't do anything? Like hell—clenching like this."
"Th-that's... haaah... because Siu keeps biting Sharon... kyahang...!"
"Shut up and just squeeze that pussy right..."
Out of practice, he hesitated, wondering if he'd gone too far, and glanced at her.
Sharon nodded eagerly.
Keep going—it's fine.
"...you cum-dump bitch."
"Haaaang...!"
Eloa reeled from shock after shock.
He hadn't been this rough with Periwinkle.
Siu, always shy in speech and composed in demeanor, treating Sharon like an object while pounding away—it made her hands tremble.
And Sharon, panting with mouth agape, reveling in the harsh handling—pure astonishment.
But...
"Eek...!"
Eloa let out a tiny gasp, forgetting she must stay silent.
Luckily, the engrossed pair didn't notice.
A pins-and-needles tingle spread through her limbs, as if from holding a pose too long.
Hot flames rose from her lower belly, her stigma humming faintly.
And her underwear clinging wetly to her folds.
No way.
Cautiously, Eloa slipped a hand into her panties.
It couldn't be.
Denying reality over and over, but her fingertips came away...
Clear and slick.
Sweet nectar of love.
2.
And at that moment.
On the annex terrace, behind the curtains, someone spied on Sharon and Siu's heated reunion.
"......"
"......"
Odil, gnawing her skirt hem with Orgel cranked to max volume.
And Odet.