Chapter 175: Homecoming
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 175: Homecoming
Pitter-patter.
The sky, which had been overcast since last night, began to shed a light drizzle as morning came. A thick sea mist rose from the surface of the ocean, obscuring the view just a few feet ahead.
Each time a higher wave crashed against the ship, I had the illusion that the world itself was trying to push me away.
White foam surged up to the deck. My clothes were soaked with a dampness that could have been either sea spray or rain.
As I took a step back from the lurching rail, the passing captain spoke with a smile.
“Don’t you worry, sir. There’s always a lot of rain in the border region because of the difference in air quality between the Northern and Western Continents, but it won’t become a downpour strong enough to hinder our voyage.”
The captain, on the other hand, seemed pleased. The sailors dragged empty water barrels onto the deck to collect the rainwater. Others checked the dozens of ropes and drainage channels.
It was the morning of the seventh day since we had left Barda, the southernmost port city of the Northern Continent. Another week of sailing, and we would arrive in Dresden.
“I wonder if everything is alright.”
It was my first homecoming in half a year.
It had also been a month since Andrei had warned me of Bronx II’s movements. Even though I had wrapped things up as quickly as possible, it had still taken a month.
I couldn’t help but worry about Eleanor, who was defending the territory all by herself. Her letters said she was fine, but she might have been lying so I wouldn’t worry.
Because that’s the kind of woman Eleanor was.
“You must be thinking of the women you left behind on the Western Continent. You said they were prettier than me, didn’t you?”
Cynthia handed me the umbrella she was holding. Then, she naturally linked her arm with mine.
Her emotionless face seemed to say that the only reason she was linking arms was to share the umbrella.
That’s why I couldn’t help but smile. There were plenty of umbrellas near the entrance to the cabins below. In other words, the umbrella was just an excuse for physical contact.
Cynthia was always like that. She acted as if she were reluctantly playing along, but she constantly craved my attention.
“Why are you smiling?”
“Because you’re cute when you’re jealous?”
Instead of linking arms, I wrapped my arm around her waist. She flinched when my hand rested on the line between her buttocks and thigh, but she didn’t push it away.
“Why would you say I’m jealous? Of women whose beauty, relative to mine, is still unconfirmed.”
“I should have had a portrait made.”
Come to think of it, I didn’t have a proper family portrait. I’d been so busy ever since Aenya and I grew close that I hadn’t even thought of it.
It wouldn’t be a bad idea to make time for one when I get back. If all my women were in it, it would surely be a beautiful painting.
“So it’s true.”
Cynthia furrowed her brow slightly. She also bit her lip.
“Why? Are you nervous?”
“Of course not. Why would I, the Saintess revered by all on the Northern Continent, be nervous?”
There were many men on the Northern Continent who would pay a fortune for a single night with her. In terms of looks and social standing, she was not a woman who would be outshone by anyone.
The problem was, my women were no pushovers either. A one-of-a-kind younger sister, a princess, a mother and daughter, and a childhood friend… in some respects, Cynthia was even at a disadvantage.
I gave her a light kiss on the forehead and whispered.
“Don’t worry. I’ll cherish you all equally.”
“Really… you should be more mindful of where we are. You’re not just an ordinary nobleman anymore. If you act like a pervert in heat at all hours, all sorts of scandals will stick to you.”
Cynthia hastily glanced around before scowling and chiding me. But why were the corners of her lips twitching?
“You’re not being honest.”
“Ahem. Are you not worried about the Northern Continent?”
Cynthia pretended not to hear and changed the subject. When I gave her a sly look, as if I knew exactly what she was thinking, she avoided my gaze and continued.
“You’re rushing back without showing the citizens of the royal capital, Aran, let alone the entire Northern Continent, who the true ruler is.”
“Are you worried the Duke will have a change of heart?”
I subtly moved my hand from the line between her buttocks and thigh to her ass itself. I made sure to block the sailors’ view with my body.
“I have seen even the most famously devout priests waver before immense wealth. And what lies before the Duke is nothing less than the throne, is it not?”
Even as I was kneading her ass, Cynthia kept a straight face and continued the conversation.
However, her slightly flushed face told me she was enjoying the situation. I really didn’t know who should be calling whom a pervert.
“That’s what the insurance is for.”
The Duke’s two sons were also on this ship.
Both of them had scowled when the Duke ordered them to follow me, and they only boarded after Isabel kicked them in the shins.
They were immature fools. They probably didn’t even realize they were hostages.
“The Duke is in his mid-thirties. He’s at an age where he can take a new wife and have more children at any time.”
Cynthia believed the two sons didn’t hold much value as hostages.
“He hasn’t taken a wife in over ten years since he was widowed.”
“One can never know what will happen in a person’s life.”
“And there’s the Pope, isn’t there?”
We had fought the war under the banner of the cross, with the holy war as our justification. Furthermore, the Church would have no choice but to step in to rebuild the devastated royal capital.
Naturally, the Church’s popularity would soar. In the end, it was the Church that had gained the most from this war.
“Besides, Raceni, who became Pope, is a smart man. He’ll keep the Duke in check and prevent him from getting any funny ideas until I return.”
“Still, you should return as quickly as possible.”
“Of course.”
There was one more reason I had to return to the Northern Continent. Now that I had secured a stable base there, it was time to keep a long-overdue promise.
A feisty black cat flashed through my mind. If I dallied despite having the means, that black cat might just pay me a visit in the middle of the night.
“Baron…!”
There was one more promise I had to keep.
Isabel, who had been looking around at the entrance to the cabins, spotted me and scurried over. Then, she deliberately squeezed herself between Cynthia and me.
“Hey, what do you think you’re doing?”
Cynthia, who had been unceremoniously pushed out from under the umbrella, scowled and glared at Isabel. Isabel, with a smug look, handed the umbrella to her.
“Here. Happy now?”
“You…!”
Whether Cynthia was grinding her teeth or not, Isabel simply turned her back on her and clung to me.
“Baron! You have to keep your promise!”
Even on the ship, Isabel shamelessly demanded I fulfill my promise.
Cynthia’s face soured even more.
“Are you out of your mind? Having relations on a ship where you can’t even wash properly? What if you get sick? The bedding is uncomfortable, too…”
“Are you in any position to say that?”
Isabel smirked slyly, as if she knew everything. It seemed she had seen me kneading Cynthia’s ass.
Cynthia’s face flushed bright red. She unconsciously rubbed her crossed legs together.
It was because of her exhibitionism. The more she did, the wider the smile on Isabel’s lips grew.
“Pervert.”
“Hk…”
Cynthia staggered back. Having vanquished her rival in a single blow, Isabel clung to me again.
“We can’t leave the throne of the Northern Continent empty for long. We need to make a child as soon as possible.”
The child was just an excuse. Her real goal was the act itself. Isabel was very interested in sex.
The sight of Isabel, with her girlish appearance that suggested she still had a lot of growing to do, begging for my seed gave me a strange feeling. It felt like I was committing a great sin.
Isabel finally managed to drag me by the arm down to the cabins and was about to close the door when a foot shot out, blocking it.
The person who forced the door open and entered was Cynthia. Isabel glared daggers at her.
“Are you trying to interfere!?”
“I came to help.”
“What…”
Cynthia strode over to me, immediately dropped to her knees, and pulled down my pants.
My freed cock, though not yet erect, asserted its presence, covering her face.
“Ah…!”
Isabel hastily covered her face with both hands, though the gaps between her fingers were wide. Her two eyes, staring intently, were clearly visible.
After giving Isabel a mocking sneer, Cynthia gently cupped my member with both hands.
Mwah.
Then, with a look of unbearable adoration, she kissed the glans.
That was only the beginning. As if handling a fragile treasure, she slowly and meticulously caressed my cock with her tongue.
‘Thanks to Isabel, I’m getting some great service.’
I leisurely enjoyed the pleasure rising from below and beckoned to Isabel. She approached in a daze and only came to her senses when my hand touched her.
“Baron…”
Her eyes welled up, and she whimpered. I suppose she never would have imagined sharing her first experience with another woman.
I stroked her hair and kissed her until she calmed down. Then I explained why we had to do this together.
“Isabel. Your body is too delicate to accept my member. You might get hurt if Cynthia doesn’t assist with her ability. I can’t bear to hurt a woman I love with my own hands.”
“I’d be fine…”
Isabel refused to accept it. I gently pressed down on her head, bringing her before my cock. Cynthia tactfully moved out of the way.
However, the way she yielded so readily made me suspect she was up to something. It wasn't important right now, so I put it aside and focused on Isabel.
“Uh…”
Isabel’s eyes, looking up at my member, trembled uncontrollably. Her face was small, and because of that, the shadow of my cock covered it entirely.
Furthermore, thanks to Cynthia’s service, it was fully erect, glistening with her saliva, and its veins were bulging.
Wouldn’t an ignorant person think it was a monster? Isabel wasn’t quite that naive, but she seemed to feel the same fear as she pulled her head back.
“I-It wasn’t this big back then…!”
She seemed to be talking about the time she had spied on Cynthia and me in the royal capital.
“It was too dark back then.”
The moon was only intermittently visible through the clouds, and since we were on an outdoor balcony, there were no candles.
Gulp.
Isabel, frozen stiff, could only swallow. Cynthia wasn’t one to miss such an opportunity.
“It seems she’s not ready yet.”
She knelt before me again, took hold of my member, and, putting only the head in her mouth, nibbled on it gently. Her tongue persistently targeted my urethra.
All the while, she didn’t forget to watch Isabel with a mocking gaze. She was clearly getting revenge for what happened on the deck.
Isabel knew it, too.
“I-I can do it, too…!”
Isabel pushed Cynthia away and faced my cock again. She squeezed her eyes shut and opened her mouth wide. The problem was that even her mouth was small.
“Eup…?”
Her mouth couldn’t get past the corona of the glans.
“Hee hee. At this rate, I wonder if you’ll be able to fulfill your duties as a wife. Don’t you agree?”
Cynthia, who had returned at some point, stuck out her long tongue as if to show off and licked the shaft of my cock. The bewitching movement of her tongue was like a snake.
“I don’t know. This feels pretty good, too…?”
It was true that Isabel’s mouth was small. But that had its advantages. It was as if gears were interlocking; the head of my cock and the inside of her mouth were a perfect fit.
Thanks to that, no matter how her tongue moved inside her mouth, the sensitive parts of my member were stimulated.
Also, the sight of her looking up at me with her girlish face, trying her best, stirred a sense of depravity in me.
“Right? Heheh.”
Having gained confidence, Isabel worked her tongue even more. In contrast, Cynthia’s fine brow furrowed. But only for a moment, before she smirked.
“You must have forgotten…”
Cynthia moved behind Isabel and began to remove her clothes, one by one.
“W-Wait…!”
Isabel desperately tried to grab her hands, but she couldn’t stop Cynthia with her strength.
Eventually, her naked body was revealed. Her slightly swollen breasts were adorable, and her well-developed pelvis seemed to insist that she was not a child.
Cynthia wrapped her arms around Isabel’s, preventing her from covering her nakedness. Instead, she lifted her from behind, pressing my cock against her lower abdomen.
“Can you handle this monstrous thing?”
It was long enough to reach beyond her navel. And what about its thickness? Cynthia whispered in Isabel’s ear.
“You’ll definitely break.”
As if in agreement, the head of my cock bobbed, pressing firmly against Isabel’s delicate lower belly. Isabel couldn’t help but freeze like ice again.
But only for a moment.
“I-I can do it! My mother had a similar build to me, and she gave birth to three children! Th-This is big, but it’s not bigger than a baby, is it!?”
Isabel grabbed my member with both hands. I curled my lips into a smile and met Cynthia’s eyes.
“Cynthia.”
“Hah. Understood.”
Cynthia laid Isabel down on the bed. Then she immediately moved between her legs.
“Eh? Eeeeeh!?”
Isabel desperately tried to close her legs, but Cynthia’s tongue had already penetrated her cunt.
While Cynthia thoroughly wet and loosened Isabel’s insides with her own fluids, I focused on Isabel’s adorable breasts.
The moment my tongue lightly touched one,
“Hiiik—!”
Isabel shrieked. The old saying that smaller breasts were more sensitive seemed to be true.
Inexperienced as she was, Isabel couldn’t handle the simultaneous stimulation from above and below.
The focus vanished from her eyes, and her body twitched intermittently like a freshly caught fish. Drool carelessly trickled from the corner of her mouth.
“This should be enough.”
Only then did I switch places with Cynthia. As I brought the head of my cock to her entrance, I felt strong resistance. The hole was small. So very small.
“By the way, if you needed my ability, couldn’t you have just used holy water?”
As Cynthia fondled Isabel’s breasts, she asked a question. I just grinned.
“That wouldn’t be any fun.”
Ignoring Cynthia, who was looking at me like I was trash, I covered Isabel with my body. Only then did focus return to Isabel’s eyes as she looked up at me.
“Baron…?”
I gave her a gentle smile and kissed her. At the same time, I slowly pushed my cock inside. Isabel’s eyes instantly went wide, and she began to struggle.
“Mmph, mmph!”
Her screams were muffled by my mouth.
I continued to push my member in. Because stopping halfway would be worse than not starting at all.
And so, my cock pushed through her impossibly tight passage, finally reaching the end.
“Mmph—!”
At that moment, Isabel’s legs shot out straight. Her feet arched like crescent moons. The inside of her also tightened around my cock as if trying to sever it.
“Mmm…”
The pressure was so intense that even I, with all my experience, couldn’t help but let out a moan.