Chapter 31: Barrier
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 31: Barrier
The Holy Knights' method for capturing a witch was quite simple. Leveraging their ability to cut through magic, they would send in waves of knights until the witch collapsed from exhaustion.
It was a strategy that guaranteed horrific losses, but it was also just as certain to succeed.
“All units, charge—!”
The Holy Knights, mounted on horses clad in consecrated armor, began to charge recklessly. They cut through the magical flames spewed by the Fire Witch from afar as if they were nothing, closing in on her.
It was a strategy that had succeeded once before, and it allowed them to approach the witch successfully this time as well... but unfortunately, the Fire Witch had been captured once already.
And—while imprisoned in a spire where not a single ray of light could enter, she had spent every day analyzing the abilities of the Holy Knights who had captured her and devising countermeasures.
“Did you really think I wouldn't have anticipated this—?”
The Fire Witch hurled the bottles of oil she had gathered while roaming the village. Her posture and form were a mess, but the witch's mana-enhanced strength was more than enough to shatter the ceramic oil bottles.
Magical fire then exploded over the shattered bottles. The ignited oil heated up to thousands of degrees Celsius, creating a sea of fire in all directions.
The Holy Knights who had charged in from a distance, trusting only in their holy blades and armor, melted and collapsed to the ground before they could even take a few steps.
“Gyaaaaaaah!?”
“Aaaaaaaargh!”
Their divine power allowed them to block a witch's magic, but it didn't grant them complete freedom from the laws of physics.
The flames she created were magical, but the heat generated by the oil was a physical phenomenon.
“Burn to death, all of you.”
The Fire Witch said, continuing to wield both magical and physical fire. As Holy Knights continued to die meaningless deaths, the Church decided to dispatch an Archbishop-class Holy Knight.
But even after deploying those who could slightly ignore the laws of physics in the name of God, the Fire Witch still managed to escape.
The Church requested the kingdom to dispatch its army for the pursuit, and the royal army was sent, but only after laying out all sorts of conditions.
The pursuit team thus formed began to track the Fire Witch.
“That should do it… I think.”
Evangeline wiped beads of sweat from her brow as she checked that the barrier she had set up was working properly. She had told Yohan not to worry, but with a witch rampaging that close, there was a non-zero chance she could reach this place.
And—since her opponent was the Fire Witch, she was a rather tricky one for Evangeline to deal with.
‘I wouldn't lose in a fight… but what if that lunatic just sets the forest on fire and runs away?’
This forest was her home, her territory. She had lived here for decades and had grown quite fond of the place; it would be more than a little annoying if some uninvited guest suddenly showed up and burned it all down.
That's why she had taken measures to prevent the witch from entering—and even if she somehow managed to get in, to keep her from burning down the forest.
“Aigoo— Ugh… Have I gotten old?”
After setting up the barrier in the forest, Evangeline let out a groan befitting an old woman. Then she began to pat her own shoulders.
Even with mana reinforcement, carrying two balls weighing several kilograms each was quite tiring, even for a witch.
Deciding she should hurry back and ask Yohan to rub her shoulders, Evangeline walked toward the cabin with short, quick steps.
Back when I first ended up in this cabin—around the time I first met Margaret. Back then, I wished I had an erotic book.
That thought, from a time when all I could do was jerk off, was still valid now that I could get a handjob from Evangeline and even touch her breasts if I wanted.
An erotic book was a kind of pornography. Just as people don't stop watching porn just because they have a girlfriend or a wife, my 'special' relationship with my teacher didn't mean I no longer needed an erotic book.
“Oh, ooh—wow….”
And now, an incredibly lewd book had fallen into my hands. A book called something like 『48 Sex Life Tips for Witches』.
The book she said she was reading to seduce me—I thought it was just some boring sex-ed book, but I was wrong.
‘What is this?’
The book didn't just contain verbal and non-verbal techniques for seducing men. True to its title, it also had illustrations with information directly related to sex.
Fitting for a book meant for magic-using witches, it was made with magic—amazingly, if you infused the pictures with mana, they would actually move and demonstrate specific sexual positions.
I didn't know who the model was, but a beautiful woman would change her posture as I wished, taking on specific positions. I could even change her pose however I wanted.
‘This is fucking awesome….’
A 2D porn you could control at will. This was a revolution. I was so amazed that I played with it for several dozen minutes before I gulped and realized I was getting turned on.
Then I started glancing around cautiously. This was my teacher's room, so Margaret wouldn't just barge in, and my teacher had said she had something to do and would be back in a few hours, so I had plenty of time….
“Yohaaan~ I'm back.”
“Ye-Yes! Teacher! Welcome back!”
“What's with the stiff attitude? What were you doing in my room?”
“N-No. Doing something in your room? I wasn't doing anything.”
Unfortunately, my teacher returned just as I was getting in the mood. I quickly put the book back where it was and straightened my clothes, just in case anything looked out of place.
Fortunately, my teacher didn't seem to suspect anything and came into the room, rolling her shoulders as if she were tired.
“Aah—Yohan, I'm tired.”
“Yes… You worked hard.”
“So, could you give me a massage?”
“A massage? Yes. Where would you like it?”
“Just… everywhere.”
As she said that, she tossed off her clothes, and I couldn't help but gulp at the sight of the one-piece lingerie she was wearing underneath.
It was an outfit I'd seen often and had grown quite used to… but perhaps because I'd just been getting worked up over that erotic book, my 'thing' got hard enough to burst just from seeing it.
Whether she knew I was lusting after her or not, my teacher lay face down on the bed. Her short skirt couldn't quite cover her panties, revealing them plainly, and her squashed breasts spilled out to the sides, emphasizing their presence.
My heart was pounding like crazy at the sight, and as I just stood there, my teacher started to press me, as if asking what I was doing.
“What are you doing? You're not going to do it?”
“I-I will. Excuse me, then….”
I stood beside her on the bed and carefully reached for her shoulders. As I gently kneaded her flawless, soft skin, my teacher let out a nasal moan.
“Hnngh— Mmm… there… that feels good….”
“H-Here?”
“Mhm— Hah, ngh— Yohan, you’re… better at massages than I thought… Hnng!”
“Th-Thank you….”
Every time she moaned, my 'thing' twitched in response. Every time I kneaded her shoulders, her soft skin—her butt and breasts—jiggled, captivating my eyes.
If I had my way, I'd be groping those tits and that huge ass to my heart's content. I wanted to squeeze them hard, then pull out my cock and pound into her fiercely.
But I couldn't. That would be disrespectful to my teacher. I'd have to take care of it myself in the bathroom later, or if that wasn't enough, ask my teacher for just a handjob….
“Yohan.”
“Ye-Yes!?”
“Why are you so surprised? Do my lower back next, my lower back!”
“Y-Your lower back?”
“Yeah. It'll be hard to do from there, so get on top of me.”
“Th-That's a little difficult right now….”
“What!? Why not? It's not a difficult request. It's an order from your teacher! Get up here now!”
It was an incredibly awkward situation, but seeing my teacher flailing her arms and legs while whining, I couldn't ignore her forever.
In the end, I told her I understood, calmed her down, and carefully climbed onto the bed.
Gulp— I swallowed hard, my eyes scanning her perky, raised ass, her slender waist, the nape of her neck that looked like it would fit perfectly in one hand, and her breasts, so large they were visible even from behind.
The most prominent feature was her perky, raised ass. If I sat down to massage her lower back, my cock would be wedged between her butt cheeks.
When she felt my hard cock, she would realize why I was so reluctant to give her the massage and what state I was in.
“……Alright, I'm starting?”
“Mhm. You should have done it sooner—.”
Squeeeze— As I settled down, using her ass like a cushion, my 'thing' naturally wedged itself between her luscious butt cheeks. The moment my hard, hot 'thing' pressed against her, even through my pants, she began to stiffen so noticeably it was obvious even from behind.
I leaned my upper body forward slightly, putting my weight on my lower half so she could feel my 'thing' more clearly, then placed my hands on her lower back.
Squeeze, squeeze— A massage began, one where it was hard to tell if I was massaging her back or just pressing my cock against her ass, and I whispered to my teacher.
“Teacher— you're so stiff here.”
“H-Hnngh— R-Really?”
“Yes. Extremely— hard.”
“Ha, haah— Then there, and around that area… Hah, ngh— do it well….”
As Evangeline said that, she began to slowly rock her hips. It didn't seem intentional, more like an instinctive movement, but thanks to it, my 'thing', wedged between her butt cheeks, began to be pressed and rubbed from side to side.
I matched her movements, pressing down firmly with my hips. My 'thing' and my fingers dug into her ass and lower back, reaching the innermost—the most sensitive—spots.
“Uhaaaang—!?”
“Oh, here. The reaction is good.”
“Th-There— Haaak! Hnngh…! That spot, it feels good….”
I massaged her tense muscles, and with each press, she let out a delicate moan.
It had become less of a massage and more like simulated sex. The atmosphere grew more intense, and my 'thing' got harder and harder.
Around the time the front of my pants, buried between her butt cheeks, grew damp… I carefully reached for her breasts….
“……Yohan.”
“Ye-Yes! What is it!?”
“Go get Ritz right now.”
“Ye-Yes? Why Ms. Margaret…?”
“Escape from here with Ritz.”
My teacher opened her mouth, her expression hardened.
“An intruder has arrived.”