Chapter 32: Sowing the Seeds of Retribution
'A woman? Aren't you mistaken about something?'
Beres shrieked in response.
Hey! If it doesn't have that dangling thing in the middle, how the hell could it be a man!
She went on to insist there was no way she'd ever mistake a female body, then launched into an utterly ridiculous rant about how she'd definitely fuck the girl's ass the next time they met.
I let it slide in one ear and fell into thought.
'Hoo. Well... even for royalty, that kid was way too pretty to pass for a guy.'
Still, the confusion lingered.
The next heir to the throne had been brought here. Everyone in the Empire, myself included, believed it was the crown prince.
Yet it turned out to be someone else entirely?
'I've stumbled onto something massive.'
If the truth came out, the fallout would be enormous. I probably wouldn't even need to silence the child just to protect my own identity.
While I mulled it over, I arrived at the lodging building—only to turn right back around.
Where are you going?
'I should at least put on proper clothes before barging in, don't you think?'
After returning to my room, donning a robe, and heading back, I found that Aisila had already been beaten for quite some time.
I quietly shut the door and crept forward. I worried the magic might trigger when I opened it, but everyone inside was either drunk or too focused on their own amusement to notice. I got a clear, if delayed, view of what they were doing.
Still, that Isabel girl isn't hitting her herself.
'That doesn't mean she's innocent. Standing by is a crime too. Especially when she's the most powerful one here—whether by strength or family.'
If Isabel had truly wanted to let the girl go, she could have. Of course, it would've cost her some noble pride.
Unaware of my hidden gaze, one of the women gleefully shouted while doling out violence.
"I'll introduce you to the brothel district. You can work there for the rest of your life to pay it off. How's that sound?"
"Th-that's..."
"If they know you're from the Academy, you might even fetch a premium, right?"
She spouted such vile nonsense with ease. The owner of the clothes stayed silent.
The more I listened, the angrier I got. Then I heard the next words.
"So, what'll it be? Get beaten to death by us and get buried in the ground with your little sister, or sacrifice yourself so at least she survives?"
I realized there was no point watching any longer.
These people were beyond redemption.
Today, they'd receive merciless punishment.
"I-I..."
Sleep.
The moment the spell activated, seven of the nine people in the room collapsed into slumber. One of the remaining two followed shortly after.
Only Isabel resisted, thanks to her magical talent.
Ooh? She's got some skill, huh?
'Well... my Sleep spell isn't exactly high-level.'
It didn't matter. I hadn't planned on putting her to sleep anyway.
The golden-haired, green-eyed girl trembled violently at my appearance. She recognized me instantly.
"It's been a while, Isabel. I guess my warning last time wasn't enough?"
She shook her head frantically, then started sniffling and crying.
I walked right up to her, crouched down, and met her eyes. She lowered her head in fear. When I lifted her chin with one hand, she tried to avert her gaze sideways.
"If you keep avoiding me..."
Only then did Isabel whip her head around to look at me. Her emerald eyes shimmered beautifully with unshed tears.
The fear I'd planted that day seemed to have stuck.
"I told you we'd never meet again like this, Isabel."
"Th-that's... sniff."
"Or maybe you were hoping to see me?"
I reached out and fondled her chest—smaller than half an apple. She wore only a thin silk dress after spilling food on the original, so the soft texture and stiff nipples pressed clearly against my palm.
"Th-that's not..."
"For someone claiming that, you're awfully excited. Right here. And here."
I tormented the hardened peaks relentlessly. Her face flushed deeper, and a soft moan escaped her lips.
"Ahh... S-stop..."
This much intimidation should suffice. She'd shown some restraint earlier, after all.
I pulled a pouch of jewels from my pocket and set it down in front of her.
"Hoo... Isabel."
"Y-yes..."
"Let's make sure we don't meet over something like this again. You understand what I mean?"
"Yes! I'll... definitely remember...!"
"Good. That's payment for the dress."
When I stood up, Isabel's face brightened with relief. She thought the same thing from that day wouldn't happen again.
Still, leaving just like that felt like a waste, so I unbuckled my belt.
Isabel's pupils shook violently.
Kheh. That's more like Aslan!
"Wh-why are you taking your pants off...?"
"I just remembered how good your mouth felt that day."
I plopped my fully erect cock right onto her forehead.
Realizing she had no other choice, the girl stuck out her tongue and began licking my shaft and base.
Smack. Suck. Smack. Smack.
The lewd sensation of her lips and tongue traveled along my length. She licked the shaft with her lips, slipped underneath to roll her tongue over my balls, then took the glans into her mouth and started sucking noisily.
"Still, after spending the whole night with me that day, you've gotten pretty good at this."
When I praised her and stroked her hair, she blushed. Gaining confidence, she sucked even more eagerly.
Watching her small face and mouth struggle to take my large cock stirred a deep sense of depravity.
"Good. That's enough for now."
When I declared a pause, she looked confused but obediently released me. I moved over to one of the sleeping women, lifted her skirt, pulled down her white panties, and aimed my cock at her entrance.
"Wh-what are you doing...?"
"I've paid for the dress. Since you turned her into this mess, it's only fair you get punished too, right?"
I cast a spell above the woman's head as she lay beneath me. Two words formed at my fingertips in blue light and floated gently.
Sleep. Paralysis.
Now, for the greater good—and a little retribution—here comes the seeding!
Without any mercy, I slammed my cock deep into her pussy.
Shudder...
Once I was buried to the hilt, her waist twitched upward a few times before she went limp. Even so, her insides kept writhing and squeezing nonstop.
I looked down. A trickle of blood leaked from our joined parts.
Nice! So that's seven today!
Beres sounded thrilled. I thrust a few times to loosen up, then pounded her without restraint.
Thrust. Thrust.
Obscene sounds filled the room, soon replaced by the wet slap of flesh meeting flesh as I fucked her mercilessly.
Smack. Smack. Smack-smack-smack!
I leaned down and licked the corner of her mouth. She must have drunk quite a bit—the sharp scent of alcohol rose up. Giving up on her lips, I moved lower and sucked hard on her ample breasts. The woman beneath me still had vivid pink areolas, a sign she'd never had sex before. I sucked with the full intention of draining every bit of color from them tonight.
Then the urge to cum surged. I released without hesitation—an irresponsible creampie with zero intention of taking responsibility.
'Kgh. Feels great. Deflowering virgins really is something special.'
Our Aslan's turned into a total bastard. There, there, there.
'I'm doling out punishment to the nobles, but I never claimed to be a good person.'
Hng~
Beres let out her characteristic laugh, but it was true. Even my desire to create a world without discrimination had started from personal revenge.
Honestly, I was part of the war generation. I'd spent nearly half my life on actual battlefields. How many truly good people could come out of that?
I'm certain fewer than a hundred soldiers returned from war over the past decade without committing rape even once. War was that kind of insane act, and insane things happened constantly there.
After thirty years in such a place, complaining about deflowering virgins was actually pretty mild.
That's why I love war. Fun things never stop happening there♥
I pulled out. Thick white cum kept oozing from the freshly unwrapped pink pussy.
'Shall we do one more before moving on?'
Beres and I fucked enthusiastically, pumping loads into the wombs and asses of six noble daughters—everyone except Isabel. Marianne got special treatment; I came inside her nine times. Two of those loads were delivered by Beres after shrinking down and crawling all the way to her fallopian tubes to shoot directly at her ovaries. She was definitely pregnant.
'Had fun?'
Yeah. Very satisfied!
'Then let's wrap this up.'
One by one, I used magic to clean the semen from their asses and wombs, dressed them again, and laid them down neatly.
Keke. That's straight-up criminal!
'There'll be chaos in three months.'
You're telling me. All virgins, and noble daughters at that... Kgh!
Getting pregnant without ever having slept with a man. They'd probably faint after the doctor's diagnosis.
But if they just abandon the kids, doesn't that make what we did pointless?
'Don't worry. Nobles care more about bloodlines than face. No matter what, they won't let noble blood mix with commoners.'
Besides, we were in the middle of a war. Whether due to noble law or the need to preserve heirs, they absolutely wouldn't abandon or kill the children.
After finishing the cleanup, I gave Marianne's nipples a hard twist out of spite, then cast healing magic on everyone present. As I turned to leave...
"Isabel?"
"Y-yes?"
"You want it too?"
"Th-that's..."
She bowed her head deeply. Her ears turned as red as autumn leaves.
I approached and gently stroked her hair.
"If you want it, say so. Otherwise, I'm leaving."
After waiting about ten seconds, I started to move. Isabel grabbed my hand.
"I-I want it too..."
"Really?"
"...Yes."
Hng~ Looks like she's completely fallen for my charm. Well... I am pretty amazing, after all?
She wiggled inside my pants as if showing off.
'Ah, fuck. Stop it, you crazy bitch! Don't do that with my junior!'
You stay out! Come here, sis? Let's have a nice, long night together...
Startled by her attempt to crawl out through the zipper, I quickly stripped off my pants myself.
Whoa. That crazy woman really...
She stood even stiffer than before. Sweat beaded on Isabel's forehead at the sight.
"Um... it looks even bigger than before...?"
"Yeah. Thinking about doing it with you got me excited without realizing."
My half-hearted reply seemed to please her; her cheeks flushed. She turned around, got on all fours like a dog, raised her hips high, and spoke.
"You like this position, right...? Spank my ass and fuck me as hard as you want♥"
This was... arousing.
I grabbed one peach-like buttock, pulled it aside, and spread her cute little pussy. Then I pushed my thick glans inside.
With a wet sound, resistance met me—but I kept pushing. Past the vaginal walls and cervix, all the way to the deepest end...!
Haaang♥
A pleased moan burst from Isabel's lips. My cock was now completely buried, the base pressed flush against her plump mound.
"How is it?"
In answer, she squeezed her pussy tightly around me.
"It feels sooo good♥♥"