Chapter 74
Chapter 74
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 74
Chapter Title: Change (3)
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One step covered dozens of meters.
Amelia raced up the hillside path, her cape draped over her shoulders and her nightgown billowing behind her.
If anyone from the academy saw her like that, they'd fall over backward.
The haughty and elegant Amelia, sprinting through the night like a madwoman.
It might even make the tabloids in Gehenna, that gossip rag that scrapes together stories about idle witches' daily lives.
But Amelia had no time to worry about such trivialities.
Siwoo could use magic.
Advanced self-generating magic, no less—far beyond anything she could decipher on the spot.
And he planned to use it to escape Gehenna.
Thinking about it rationally, it was just one slave trying to run away. There was no need to make a fuss or be shocked. Her head knew that, but her heart wouldn't calm down.
Her mind was a whirlwind of chaos.
First, she needed to see his face and question him directly. Until then, no amount of rumination would get her anywhere.
"........."
The shortcut straight from the stables to the mansion.
Amelia, who had been leaping over the rose garden and practically flying through the sky, suddenly came to a halt.
She hadn't noticed it earlier because she'd taken a different route, and even now, she only caught a glimpse while passing at full speed—but something had caught her eye.
Amelia landed on the ground and released her water lizard steps.
A carriage was parked abruptly beside the garden fountain.
She could tell whose it was right away.
The family crest of twin birds was engraved boldly on it.
"The Gemernai countess's family..."
Normally, she would have ignored it and kept going.
Amelia paid little mind to most things around her, so a countess's carriage parked anywhere wouldn't faze her.
She had passed it once already.
But then a snippet from her memory flashed through her mind—Siwoo's words.
'Did you perhaps hear something from Countess Gemernai?'
When Siwoo had returned to his quarters today, he'd mentioned the countess while eating cake.
She'd brushed it off as idle chatter at the time.
But wasn't it suspicious?
Siwoo suddenly mentioning Countess Gemernai, Siwoo vanishing through an open window in the dead of night, and now a carriage parked alone in the park near Amelia's mansion late at night.
She knew he'd been getting close to the Odile and Odette twins lately.
"........."
It was instinct.
A woman's intuition that something was happening.
She steadied her suddenly pounding heart.
It was probably nothing.
She couldn't even pinpoint why she felt so anxious in the first place.
For now, Amelia gripped the carriage door handle and took a deep breath.
She'd just peek inside.
If the countess was there, she'd make up an excuse and chat. If the brats were there, she'd say, "Wandering around this late? Looks like you need more assignments," and pile on homework.
No need to feel intimidated.
Was there really anything to be anxious about?
-Creak...!
Amelia opened the door very quietly.
Thanks to the space refraction magic enveloping the carriage, the interior was far larger than expected, and the entrance bent once, so she couldn't see inside right away.
Soon, a lukewarm breeze wafted out.
It was humid and damp, a stark contrast to the chilly night air outside.
Amelia wrinkled her nose involuntarily.
The cloying scent of night-blooming flowers, sweat, and some inexplicable thick odor assaulted her.
She eased the door open a bit more, careful not to make a sound.
The soundproof barrier around the carriage wavered, and noises began to leak out.
"Slurp.... Sluuurp.... Slurrrp..."
"Haa...."
A wet, sticky sound as damp as the carriage's humidity—something she'd never heard before in her life.
It was like...
The sound of someone eagerly sucking on something? Mixed with satisfied smacking of lips.
What on earth were they doing?
As Amelia tilted her head in confusion, a voice reached her ears.
"Pwah... Assistant... Does it... feel good...?"
She hadn't caught every word due to the distance, but it was Odile's voice.
And "assistant"?
At that moment, a chill raced up Amelia's spine.
Something was wrong—her instincts screamed that she didn't need to know what, and shouldn't find out.
Even so, Amelia leaned in closer.
Her heart pounded faster.
"You came so much... and you're still this hard? You really want to cum on my face that badly?"
"Honestly... it's a bit tough..."
"Came so much"? "Cum on my face"?
A string of incomprehensible exchanges passed by.
And the man responding to Odile was, as expected, Siwoo.
It couldn't be anyone else— she'd never mistake his voice.
Here he was, late at night, spending time in a carriage with the twin sisters.
Amelia clenched the edge of her cape tightly.
He'd been nowhere to be found when she'd searched for him earlier, but he'd ditched his owner for some fun with other witches!
Any thoughts of apologizing vanished, replaced by an inexplicable surge of anger from her chest.
This was another emotion she'd never felt before.
"Sluuurp, sluuuuurp... I love how your pleasure shows all over your face, Assistant."
But for some reason, she hesitated to go inside.
What would she even do if she entered? Her feet froze at the thought.
Besides, wouldn't it look like she'd been frantically searching the neighborhood for her missing slave in the dead of night?
Separately, she couldn't suppress the ominous curiosity bubbling up.
What exactly was happening in there?
Aware that it was undignified, she still cast a spell.
'Magic Sensory Organ.'
Creating another sensory organ outside the body using mana.
In Amelia's case, it was tiny, fine 'blue particles' like perfume powder.
She instantly produced a batch of these 'blue' particles.
With this many, she could observe phenomena almost better than with the naked eye.
She linked them to her optic nerve.
Amelia easily created the particles and took further precautions.
'Red' particles bloomed from her hand.
The two colors mixed in the air, becoming completely transparent.
These red particles would cleanly erase all traces of magic.
At rank 22, Amelia could precisely control every single one.
It was so subtle that only a high-ranking witch would notice.
An apprentice witch? Child's play.
"Hoo..."
Amelia blew gently through her mouth, sending the particles into the room.
Once enough filled the space, she could peer into every corner like a surveillance camera.
"......!"
Amelia clamped her hand over her mouth to stifle a gasp.
She could see.
The people inside were just as she'd suspected.
Shin Siwoo, Odile, Odette.
They had one thing in common.
They were completely naked, not a stitch on.
That wasn't the only shock for Amelia.
If they'd been sipping tea demurely in some naked tea party, she might have barely grasped it.
But no.
The source of those wet sucking sounds she'd been hearing...
When she pinpointed it, she nearly screamed.
Odile had Siwoo's thing—his penis—in her mouth.
And not just holding it there.
She bobbed her head back and forth, lavishing it with her tongue and lips.
His member stood rigid, veins bulging.
This wasn't her first time seeing his penis, of course.
Having thoroughly used Siwoo as a teaching aid, Amelia had seen it ten times already.
She'd even induced ejaculation by hand.
But she could declare with certainty.
Right now, it was bigger, redder, and grotesquely more repulsive than ever.
It felt like spying on a lion tearing into a deer's entrails.
Her stomach churned, and shivers ran through her body.
"Feels good, right?"
Odile asked, looking up at Siwoo.
Ah, so that's it.
Oral sex.
Amelia finally comprehended the absurd act unfolding before her.
A woman pleasuring a man's penis with her mouth.
She vaguely remembered reading about it in some manual back in her secluded cabin days.
She'd skimmed it, lost interest, and used it as kindling.
Incredibly, the "fantasy" she'd dismissed was playing out right here.
Odile, apprentice witch of Gemernai and Amelia's own student, knelt at the feet of a mere slave Siwoo, servicing his penis.
"Ngh... Lady Odile..."
Siwoo's pleasurable groan snapped Amelia back, as if denying her attempts to detach from reality.
"Hehe... Gonna cum?"
Odile whispered lewdly and vulgarly, sucking, licking, and coaxing his release.
"I'll specially allow you to spray your seed on my innocent face."
Amelia's cognition lagged a beat again.
Cum on her face. Spray seed.
Odile's earlier words overlapped, and she finally pieced together what they were doing.
And then.
Siwoo's semen erupted like a downpour, thoroughly defiling Odile's face.
She didn't dodge the filthy male fluid or complain—just accepted it meekly.
As if they'd been doing this for ages.
Amelia withdrew her sensory organ.
More precisely, her concentration broke, and it naturally dissipated into the air.
She stood dazed, gripping the door, as more conversation drifted out.
She didn't register a word.
She had so much to say.
She needed to interrogate him about secretly learning magic.
Apologize for tormenting him more harshly than she'd realized.
But the scene inside had blanked her mind white.
Her grip loosened, and the carriage door slammed shut with a bang.
Snapping to her senses, Amelia turned and fled the spot like she was escaping.
2.
The night of frenzy had passed, and all the aftermath was cleaned up.
Siwoo was escorting the twins to the portal.
Odile rode on his back like a baby, giggling happily.
Odette, who had lost at rock-paper-scissors and had to carry Siwoo's gift bundle, trudged along with a sullen pout.
"Lady Odile."
"Yeah?"
"Didn't you hear something earlier?"
"Like what?"
"On your face, when I... you know."
"What about my face?"
Odile teased Siwoo mischievously.
"When I came on your face... I swear I heard the carriage door close."
"No way. Who'd be passing by here at this hour?"
"That's true, but..."
Still, it had definitely sounded like a door closing.
Siwoo glanced involuntarily toward Amelia's quarters.
Nah, no way.
Probably not.
"Haa... What am I gonna do now that I know how good this feels? Assistant, just live here. When we become witches, we'll take you out with us."
"For real?"
"Yeah, just wait another 20—no, 15 years."
"...Pass."
It was tempting, but 15 or 20 years? No thanks.
"By then, you two will be all grown up."
"Yep. Apprentice witches grow a bit slower than humans. Our boobs'll probably be bigger by then, too?"
Hmm, felt like he'd overheard something he shouldn't have.
Siwoo deliberately ignored it.
"We're here."
"Thanks."
Siwoo saw the twins off only to the portal station entrance.
Odile hopped down from his back.
The dreamlike night was over.
As soon as her feet touched the ground, Odile started bickering with her maid, who had latched onto her.
No matter how you looked at them, they were noble ladies.
Having both twins at once, anally, finishing with facials... Even thinking back, it was unbelievable.
He might stay single forever.
Living in Gehenna had ruined him for anyone else.
"I had a great time today, too."
"Me too."
"You did all the hard work, Assistant."
"If we have time again, we'll come play."
With the twins, he might squeeze out time to meet again.
Siwoo felt a subtle swell of anticipation.
"Assistant!"
"Yes?"
The twins were waving as they headed to the portal.
Just as they were about to part, Odette suddenly called out.
She dashed over and planted a kiss on Siwoo's cheek, gazing at him with affectionate eyes.
"Thanks for all your hard work today."
"Ah, uh... sure."
Siwoo touched his cheek in a daze.
Odette waved energetically and ran back to Odile, who watched the scene with clear displeasure.
And so, the day came to an end.