Chapter 93
Chapter 93
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 93
Chapter Title: Fizz Up, You Bastards
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To cut a long story short, Novasi ultimately never cracked.
That was only natural.
Even the fairy caught in the royal castle hadn't spilled a word despite all the coaxing and torture. Pouring some carbonated soda up his nose wasn't going to make him betray his comrades out of pity.
“Gah!
Kehack!
Cough!”
“As expected of a fairy.
That steadfast attitude is truly praiseworthy.”
Tch, what a waste of good drinks.
Sion muttered as he chugged the rest of the carbonated soda.
Then he grabbed a rag from somewhere and roughly wiped Novasi's face, which was a mess of tears, snot, spit, and soda.
“You've had it rough.
Just open up, and we'll make it easy for you.
Do you really have to take the hard road?”
“Cough, cough!
Y-You human scum!
Ugh, cough!”
Novasi's eyes blazed with fury.
But Sion paid it no mind. He checked the rag in his hand and let out an “Oops!” with a sigh.
“Hey.
Sorry about that.
This wasn't a handkerchief—it was a floor rag.
I grabbed it from a passing maid, and wouldn't you know it, it was the one used for scrubbing the floors.”
“Y-You bastard!”
“Put up with the grime.
You gave a noble fairy's face a good scrub, so it's probably disinfected now.”
With that, Sion casually tossed the rag over his shoulder.
He sat back in his chair and glanced around.
Sebastian had stepped out to report the situation to Margrave Lichten.
Left by his side were Lilite, Risikida, Lucia, and Winnie.
And Kim Yu-hyun—that was everyone.
‘Even if I do all sorts of crazy shit, these guys would understand... Ah, maybe exclude Kim Yu-hyun?
I still can't read what that guy's thinking about me.’
Regardless, excluding Kim Yu-hyun, the women were staunch allies who'd back him in almost any situation.
Plus, everyone here already knew about Lilite, so even if she revealed her true power from now on, it wouldn't shock anyone.
“Pointy-ears.”
“It's Novasi, human!”
“You call me human, so why get so touchy about it?
Why not just shut your trap and listen?
The words coming out of my mouth next aren't gonna make for a pleasant future for you.”
The words were playful, but his voice and the aura he exuded were anything but.
It was chilling, the kind of presence that made one's body shrink instinctively. Novasi bit his lip and opted for silence.
“Let me warn you upfront: what happens next won't be pleasant for you or me.
If you just spill it now, we can avoid any more bloodshed.”
“...Nonsense.”
“Yeah.
Knew you'd say that.”
Sion stood from his chair.
He approached Lilite, who was waiting behind him, and spoke.
“He says he's taking the hard road.
What a pain.”
“What can we do?
Honestly, I'm the expert on this stuff.”
“...Tch.”
Even as Lilite replied with a radiant smile, Sion looked thoroughly displeased.
The succubus queen, fully aware of the reason, began comforting her man.
“Don't worry.
It's not like I'm going in my true form like with you and me. I'll just slip into his mind as a spirit and tempt him a bit, like I used to back in the day.”
“Still bugs me.”
There was only one way left to pry the info we wanted from the fairy's mouth.
Not force or persuasion—just make him feel so good he'd blab on his own.
A temptation far more potent than booze or drugs, impossible to resist, stood right before them.
“What's this, jealousy?”
“Yeah.
Jealousy.
What sane man would watch his woman flirt with some random bastard?”
Lilite burst out laughing at Sion's grumbling—not mocking him, but because his unexpected reaction was so adorably lovable she couldn't help it.
‘Ah, you bad boy.
Showing me even this side of you—how am I not supposed to fall harder?’
With so many women around him, she'd worried her rank might slip, but that was just paranoia.
She could intensely feel the jealousy and anger burning in Sion.
“Suddenly wanna just kill the guy.”
She'd seen men act like this before, but coming from the one she fancied, it twisted her up inside—in a good way.
No, part of her even wanted to drag it out, make him burn with more desire. Naughty thoughts from Lilite.
‘So cute.
Ah, should I just jump him right here?’
Her succubus instincts screamed to pin him down and have a wild romp.
But there were onlookers—rivals in love, yet allies too.
Suppressing her urges, Lilite settled for a soft kiss on Sion's cheek.
“I said don't worry.
I'll infiltrate his mind as a spirit, but nothing like what you're imagining will happen.”
“...Hmph.”
“It's true.
I'll just stand there, arms crossed, give a little giggle, and that dumb fairy will grab my skirt and spill everything he knows.”
“That'd be ideal, but...”
“Everything about me—from head to toe—is yours.
That's an unchanging fact, so relax and wait.
Lady Lilite here will make him cough up all the answers you want.”
With her saying that much, Sion finally nodded.
He knew full well there was no other way but for her to enter the fairy's mind as a spirit. Still, he didn't want to see—or imagine—his woman tangled up with another man.
“Lady Lilite.”
“Yeah?”
“If that guy's tougher than expected and keeps trying to grope you, just bail. Forget the whole thing.”
“You sure... that's okay?”
“If that bastard lays a finger on you—true form or spirit—it's a matter of my pride as a man. Unforgivable.”
Only after she promised to keep that in mind did Sion let her go.
With permission granted and apologies made, Lilite approached the chair where Sion had been sitting.
“...W-What?”
Novasi hadn't clocked her identity at first, but soon his fairy senses picked it up: the one approaching was a demon—a succubus, no less.
“Y-You madmen!
Humans!
Resorting to pacting with demons now?!
You fools!”
“Shut it.
Close your mouth.”
It wasn't just words—Lilite's terrifying aura slammed his jaw shut on instinct.
She flashed a dizzying smile that could shatter any man's resolve, sat with sensual poise, and locked eyes with Novasi.
“Damn, damn!
U-Untie me!
You insane humans!
Do you even know what that woman—”
“We know exactly what she is, that's why we handed it to her.”
A regular succubus might've met resistance.
But the moment Novasi met her gaze, instinct screamed: this woman was beyond him—a monster incarnate.
“Look into my eyes, baby.”
“U-Ugh... Grhh...”
His eyes grew hazy, then blank.
Lilite giggled at his rising arousal, then murmured, “Guess it's time for me to head in?” She closed her eyes and leaned back comfortably.
That was the moment a sweet, inescapable nightmare descended on Novasi.
—
“Well, handsome and beautiful fairy?
Care to say your name one more time?”
“...Novasi.”
“Good boy.
So, you really shot that arrow to rescue our Ris here?”
Lilite brought Risikida, standing nearby, closer. Novasi stared blankly, then slowly shook his head no.
When asked why shoot the arrow then, he pondered briefly before answering.
“To kill her—or at least wound her.
A high-rank knight... is the biggest obstacle blocking our great undertaking.”
At “great undertaking,” everyone's expressions shifted oddly.
What could drive a fairy to target human lives?
“Tell me more, sweetie?
Come on, spill it.
Novasi.”
Lilite exhaled a breath near him, laced with her scent. He shuddered, nodded slowly, and continued.
“With a high-rank knight there, Nudia's forces can't break through.
So we targeted her to knock one out of commission.”
“I see.
Thanks, Novasi. Next question?
What's the deal with those monsters pouring from the mountains—you guys involved?”
“T-That’s...
That’s...”
Novasi's face stiffened, relaxed, repeated.
Even under her charm, that reaction meant big info.
Lilite grabbed his hand and guided it to stroke her thigh.
“Guh... Graaah...”
“Answer me, Novasi.
What's the connection between you and the monsters?”
Unable to resist the succubus queen's allure, Novasi spilled it all.
The celestials would reveal their true selves when the continent overflowed with negative emotions.
They called hastening that time their “great undertaking,” doing whatever it took for the celestials' arrival.
“So, to sum up:
Nudia's army will come back here soon. Meanwhile, you've been gathering monsters from the opposite range to sow chaos in Klauzen Margrave Territory, sending them down into the lands nonstop.
Right?”
“Y-Yes...
Soon Nudia's army returns. Our mission is to strike from behind, cut off all comms and support...”
No need to hear more. Sion turned to the obedient Risikida.
“Risi.”
“Yes, Master.”
“Put pointy-ears back to sleep.
Make it hurt while you're at it.”
She knew exactly what he meant.
Risikida bowed and approached Novasi, who was still ogling only Lilite with a “heh.”
“Lady Lilite.”
“Yeah?”
“Nothing happened, right?”
“This guy, seriously.
Don't worry.
You think I'm some desperate chick chasing dick?
That was just survival hustling back then. No need now—cut off all other men but you.”
Even so, Sion was glaring daggers at Novasi.
Lilite smirked inwardly, ‘Heh heh heh!’
‘Aww, so damn cute!
The guy who's usually flawless, even to me—suddenly jealous over this?
Gah!
Wanna bite him!’
*Crack!*
Somewhere, a watermelon split.
Startled, Lilite turned to see Risikida smashing the fairy's crown like fruit with her palm.
“Ah, Master.
Was that too hard?”
“Fine.
If he croaks, it's on him.”
Sion said, slipping an arm around Lilite's waist.
She beamed happily and snuggled into him.
Lucia and Risikida nodded—classic Lilite—tinged with envy, while the catgirl latched onto Sion, yowling fiercely.
“Nyaong!
What the—!
Get apart!
Yaooong!”
Lilite, of course, burrowed deeper, ignoring her.
Winnie wailed “Weooong!” in frenzy, but Sion focused solely on Lilite this time.
“More importantly, Sion.
If Nudia's army really invades again, what'll you do?”
“Well, we'll repel them, obviously.
Lucky for us, we already crushed the monster hordes, so no issue there.”
“Sorry to say it, Sion, but humans are hilarious.
All smiles and handshakes one minute—‘let's stop fighting’—then stab in the back the next.”
“That's the charm of humans, right?
For better or worse.”
With that, Sion headed off to officially report the intel to Margrave Lichten.
‘In the original novel, Nudia did hit Klauzen again.
But unlike then, I thought crushing Baron Basura fully gave us a solid bulwark... Unless that bastard betrayed us?’
He had dirt on Basura—plenty. Why risk it? Unless the fool charged in mad. Irritation bubbled up.
Deciding it wouldn't do, Sion penned a curt missive: Play dumb, and we'll all die together—exposing all your secrets.
“What the hell's with this guy now!
What did I even do?!”
Poor Baron Basura, oblivious and buried in territory funds, could only clutch his head and wail.
Not mere splash damage from staying put—this was like fire catching his hair aflame. Utterly unjust, enough to drive him mad.