Chapter 467
Chapter 467
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 467
Chapter Title: Doctor Gam Deok-bae (3)
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Truth be told, I hadn't held out much hope. Sure, he was supposed to be skilled, but he was just a doctor famous among commoners. As if a guy like that would know anything about a rare disease. The kingdom's renowned physicians didn't know what it was—fat chance some commoner would.
But still, that faint "what if" is human nature.
Sirius had summoned Dirk Ruin with the mindset of nothing to lose. And that turned out to be one of his best decisions. The young doctor, who diagnosed Iris's condition using some peculiar Eastern medical technique, was different from all those doddering old quacks.
Dirk Ruin was the real deal—a true physician.
Especially since he stood tall even in the face of violence.
Unlike the others who groveled after a few kicks, Dirk Ruin never lost his pride to the end. A commoner who valued honor more than most nobles... who didn't cower even before 'Lehinar'... was worth trusting, commoner or not.
As long as he didn't spout nonsense like the cure being 'sex.'
"Master, here's the report."
"Alright, you're dismissed."
"Hoo... "
Dirk Ruin: age unknown, origin unknown. Even info on the master he bragged about was unknown. The profile of a textbook con artist. And this was the guy preaching that he needed to sleep with Iris? Rage boiled up in Sirius again. He couldn't forgive him.
But the diagnosis was undeniably real.
His actions didn't scream pure scammer...
What the hell was he supposed to do with this guy?
Sirius sank into thought.
Dirk Ruin's prescribed treatment was 'pseudo-sex' with Iris. Of course, even pseudo-sex would stop at foreplay... but Sirius could barely stomach that. He couldn't let his precious Iris be defiled like that.
Yet ignoring a known cure felt wrong too. Was it right to just watch his sister waste away and return to nature? Sirius let out a sigh. No matter how he pondered, no answer came.
If only he could treat her himself...
But the warning about the fruit blooming prematurely if mishandled lingered.
It was a no-win situation all around.
-Knock knock knock
"Brother... *cough cough*."
"Ah, Iris?!"
As Sirius drowned in his dilemma... his sister, who should have been bedridden, came to see him. She was curious about what had happened. For five long years, that horrific disease had tormented her. Now there was finally a way to cure it... so why no word? Tired of waiting, Iris asked Sirius.
"Is the treatment difficult?"
"...No, it's not that."
"Ah, what a relief... I thought something must have gone wrong."
"It's not that, but..."
"Brother?"
"Haaa... Iris. Don't be shocked, okay?"
"Huh? Oh, alright..."
His sister had come to him, worried she might have misheard. Seeing her like that, Sirius finally made up his mind. It was too grave a matter for him to decide alone. He hated even bringing it up... but he couldn't keep something affecting her life from her.
After a brief hesitation, Sirius opened his mouth and revealed the truth.
I only learned this after coming home... but the Lehinar family wasn't just any noble house. They were the most powerful ducal house among nobles—the greatest power among dukes. To give you an idea... the 'Rain' merchant guild, visible everywhere in the kingdom, belonged to the Lehinar family. I only found out today.
"They've been really quiet lately. That's probably why you didn't know."
"A family that big was quiet?"
"Yeah. There was a huge incident a few years back."
"Incident?"
"I don't know the details, but pretty much everyone in the family was massacred. I heard it was assassination or political infighting... Anyway, only the current head—who was the eldest son—and his sister are left."
"...I see."
Is that why he's so obsessed with his sister? She's the only blood left, so it makes sense he'd worry. His severe siscon tendencies were gross, but not incomprehensible. If Sirius were the head, claiming the protector role would make sense too.
But still... hitting the guy who gave you the cure? Come on.
Thinking of him made the wounds all over my body ache.
"Urgh..."
"So, where'd you get beat up like that?"
"Just a little mishap..."
"Tsk tsk. Caught groping again, huh?"
"Groping?! I was checking her pulse!"
"Same difference, isn't it? Grabbing strange women's hands willy-nilly."
"No, really! Sigh... This is why I can't talk to dumb herbalist brats."
-Slap
"Gyaah?!"
"See? You can talk just fine."
That little shit... when did he get so mouthy? Smith poked at my wounds and scampered off. Acting like some noble lord despite being a herbalist's son. Was he grinding his own romance novel route too? Grateful for the bandages, but I couldn't just let it slide.
I'll tell Amy he cheated on her.
Vowing revenge, I sadly applied the ointment alone.
-Knock knock knock
"Dirk Ruin. You in there?"
"Who's this?"
"The Duke is summoning you."
And the next morning, Sirius sent for me.
I figured it'd take days, but he moved fast. Perks of being the head of a ducal house? My wounds still stung, but I hurriedly prepped for the house call. Dressed sharp, packed expensive herbs... With preparations done, I headed to see Iris. My heart raced at the thought of NTR-ing her.
Luckily, I didn't run into Sirius today. For someone like me, terrified of getting beaten again, it was a huge relief. Word was he was swamped with family matters... I hope he stays busy. No Sirius meant pure bliss.
"Welcome, Mr. Ruin."
"Ah... Hello, Lady Iris."
Greeted by the angel-like Iris.
Seeing her face healed my body and soul. How could she look so pure? A short chat made it feel like heaven. But today, my task was to corrupt Iris. I felt a twinge of guilt... Nah, it was all for treatment. I steeled myself.
"I heard about it."
"Heard what?"
"The treatment's a bit... unconventional."
"Ah..."
"But... you can be trusted, right?"
"No need to worry at all. I swear on everything I have."
"Hehe... Then I trust you."
I expected disgust, but Iris was tougher than she looked. Already briefed, she was prepared. She smiled brightly and dismissed the servants. Now it was just me and her in her room.
My lust was already surging.
Iris sat on the bed in thin clothes, gazing at me. If I had Sexual Stimulation right now... I'd pounce without a second thought... Hoo, hold it together. Suppressing my leaking desires, I unpacked my tools.
"Um, Mr. Ruin."
"Yes, what is it?"
"First... let me apologize."
"Pardon?"
"Those wounds... they weren't there yesterday... My brother's fault, right?"
"Th-that's..."
"I'm sorry. I don't think words can earn forgiveness... but please, let me make it up to you. It must hurt so much... I'm truly sorry."
"N-no! I'm fine!"
"You can't be. Here... this ointment's good for wounds. It might scar, so apply it carefully. Please."
"Lady Iris... Understood. Thank you."
She really was... such an angel.
The polar opposite of trash like Sirius. Her kindness nearly brought tears. Not just angelic looks—her actions too. My heart warmed, a smile creeping on.
But... that's that, and this is this.
Touched, but no stopping the NTR.
"Then, Lady Iris. Please remove your outer clothes and face away."
"Y-yes..."
"Before treatment, I'll check the fruit's condition."
"Hooo... Got it. I leave it to you."
Her cardigan off revealed creamy white skin. The pink slip clung perfectly—adorable. One more layer and she'd be naked? Imagining it nearly gave me a hard-on. But now was the time to stay cool.
"Beginning now."
"Yeees..."
Instead of stripping the slip, I placed my hands on her back and stroked gently. Up and down, slowly. First goal: get her used to a man's touch. While pretending to examine, I stimulated her back.
"Judging by the fruit's size, it's grown about 5 or 6 years."
"Y-yes... Around 5 years."
"And its current state... suggests an incident last week."
"Yes... I fainted while strolling in the inner garden."
"The fruit absorbed life force then."
"Oh..."
"So now, to prevent further growth... I'll overload it."
"Th-that means..."
"Lady Iris. Tell me when you're ready."
"Hooo... I'm fine. Really... Start now, please."
"Understood. Then... excuse me."
After burning the prepared herbs, as her body heated up... I reached out. Today's target: her breasts. Those perky, developing cuties. From behind, I kneaded them.
"Nnngh..."
Iris twitched and let out an adorable sound.
Truly, a voice like an angel's.
Damn it... damn it!
Sirius, hidden with an artifact, swallowed his curses. For treatment or not, the sight was unbearable. The commoner kneading his sister's breasts, her shyly yielding body. Sirius bit his lip until it bled.
Oblivious, Iris let out that adorable sound.
Truly, a voice like an angel's.