The Admiral's Frenzy
The ball was held in a grand estate. As Rose stepped down from the carriage, Nelia, who had been waiting for her, gaped in open-mouthed awe at the sight of her.
Normally, Nelia would have chattered nonstop about her “goddess,” but the overwhelming presence Rose exuded in that dress seemed to have short-circuited her brain entirely. Sara and Nelia, who had arrived earlier, were also wearing dresses. They weren’t quite on Rose’s level, but they were beautiful enough that standing beside her didn’t feel like an insult. Naturally, every eye in the room turned toward them, and people began murmuring among themselves, trying to figure out who Rose’s group was and where they had come from.
“Miss, do you happen to have a partner?”
At that moment, a gentleman mustered his courage and approached Rose.
“Get lost.”
But Rose didn’t bother hiding her displeasure. She frowned and turned away. With her closest companions at her side, she lifted her chin high and strode confidently into the mansion. She had no need for any man.
Yet in truth, she was desperately fighting to walk properly. Cold sweat beaded on her forehead. Her mission was to approach a certain influential figure attending the ball. She was to seduce the target, lure him to his room, drug him into unconsciousness, and steal his ledger. It was a very pirate-like request, but there was a problem.
Seducing a man was repulsive enough, and in an evening dress like this, there was nowhere convenient to hide a vial of the drug. In the end, the maids had come up with a solution. A secret place that every woman naturally possessed. They had tied a string to a deliberately oversized vial and pushed it deep into Rose’s slit.
Because she was wearing high heels, her thighs naturally clenched, squeezing the vial. The more she moved, the more it sent faint waves of pleasure through her. The head maid had claimed the sensation would make Rose appear more alluring and lustful, thereby increasing the mission’s success rate. But for Rose herself, it was pure torture.
On top of that, every step made the whip-marked skin of her ass brush against the inside of her dress. It felt as if the head maid had deliberately whipped her in preparation for this very moment. All of these factors combined—her stunning appearance, the languid yet seductive way she moved—seized the hearts of every man present.
Yet after witnessing the first gentleman being rejected without the slightest mercy, no one else dared approach them.
The ballroom was filled with the soft scent of spices and gentle warmth. The moment Rose entered, everyone who had been dancing or chatting fell silent and turned to stare at her. The men gazed at Rose and her companions with eyes full of reverent admiration, while their female partners looked back and forth between Rose and their own escorts with a mix of worry and fear.
Click.
The sharp sound of Rose’s high heels broke the silence. People parted on both sides, opening a path for her. Even if a queen—or a goddess—had descended, she could hardly have expected such treatment. The more they yielded, the higher Rose lifted her chin as she walked. She understood her own beauty well, and the power that beauty granted her.
Rose headed toward an ornate table in one corner of the ballroom. Nobles and admirals were already seated there, but that didn’t matter. Not a single man harbored the foolish delusion of asking her to dance as she strode boldly toward them. They simply bowed respectfully to Rose and quietly vacated the table. It became hers by natural right.
“Would you care for something to drink?”
As soon as Rose sat down, a servant hurried over with a tray of drinks and refreshments. While she picked up a small cupcake and took a delicate bite, everyone held their breath and watched her every move. Only after she dabbed her lips with a handkerchief and lifted her gaze from the center of the ballroom did the frozen moment thaw. People began murmuring again, returning to the music and wetting their dry throats with wine.
“As expected, no one can take their eyes off you, Captain. If anyone looks at you in a way that displeases you, just give the order. I’ll gouge out their eyeballs and present them to you.”
Nelia spoke in her usual bright, bouncy tone, not caring in the slightest whether others overheard. The men who had been secretly stealing glances at them quickly averted their eyes. Still, there were always those who wanted to play the hero.
While everyone else looked away, one man approached Rose’s table. Unlike the others in their tailored suits and gowns, he wore a naval uniform with open pride. It was the imperial admiral’s uniform, heavy with rows of medals. And Rose immediately recognized him as the target of this mission.
“Captain, you say? Isn’t that too rough a job for someone as beautiful as you?”
Overflowing with confidence, he openly admired her exposed shoulders and cleavage.
“I don’t recall seeing your face before. Are you perhaps the captain of a small merchant vessel? How about a dance with me? I am Admiral Lucas of the Talashium Empire’s 11th Fleet.”
He extended his hand toward her. While Rose was still calculating how to slip away from his gaze and redirect him, Nelia suddenly grabbed the offered hand.
“Oh my, thank you, Admiral. It is an honor to be escorted by an admiral of the Talashium Empire.”
When Nelia played innocent, Lucas looked momentarily flustered. But Nelia was, aside from Rose herself, an unmatched beauty. Moreover, the exotic allure of a rare dark elf gave off a subtly seductive charm, so he seemed somewhat satisfied.
As Nelia obediently nestled against Lucas’s side, his hand slyly squeezed her ass. Nelia coquettishly protested, but her behavior only seemed to invite more of his attention, as if she were playfully begging for it.
“What is she thinking?” Rose asked Sara, feeling confused. Given Nelia’s usual personality, she didn’t seem like the type to show interest in men.
“Just let her enjoy herself,” Sara replied calmly, sipping her tea as if it were nothing. She had avoided wine in order to stay clear-headed and protect Rose.
When Nelia and Lucas took their positions in the center of the ballroom, everyone stepped back to give them space. Their private stage had begun. Nelia danced with astonishing grace, drawing every eye in the room. The passion of the music and dance reached its peak.
Thud!
“Agh!”
With a terrible sound, Lucas clutched his shin and collapsed. Nelia stood with both hands planted on her hips, looking around at the horrified crowd.
“See that? This is what happens when someone looks down on us. We are the Black Rose Pirates! I am Nelia, artillery master and loyal hound to Lady Rose, who will become the ruler of the seas. Anyone else want to dance with me?”
At her roar, everyone averted their eyes. Sara remained composed, as if she had expected this, but Rose squeezed her eyes shut and slapped a hand to her forehead.
They were currently wanted by the empire. Not only had Nelia struck the target, she had just announced their identities to the entire room. Rose wanted nothing more than to flee, but she couldn’t. The heat rising from the whip marks on her ass refused to allow failure.
Nelia returned to the table. As time passed, the commotion died down and the atmosphere slowly returned to normal. Still, no one dared approach Rose’s table. The only exception was Lucas, who glared at them from a corner with eyes burning with resentment.
“Where are you going?”
When Rose stood up, Sara rose as well.
“The restroom. Don’t follow me.”
“Nelia’s little stunt might provoke the empire into doing something reckless. I will accompany you.”
“Are you defying me?”
Sara flinched in surprise, quickly nodded to Rose, and sat back down. As Rose walked away, she glanced toward where Lucas had been. The man who had been staring at her with hatred had finally grown tired and disappeared down a corridor. Since she didn’t know which room was his, she couldn’t afford to lose him. Rose grew anxious.
Fortunately, she spotted him walking slowly down the hallway. Sensing her presence, he turned around and stopped. Rose approached him closely and looked up at him with slightly widened eyes.
“So you were here.”
“What do you want now, pirate?”
“I wanted to apologize for what my subordinate did.”
At Rose’s words, the tension in Lucas’s face eased slightly.
“You’ve got quite the troublemaker under your command. That must be very inconvenient.”
“Still, it’s the captain’s duty to protect her crew.”
“I can forgive you. But as you know, your pirate crew has a bounty on it from the entire empire.”
“That’s exactly why I came to ask you like this.”
“Tsk. All that talk about becoming ruler of the seas, and you’re nothing special after all. However…”
Having regained his confidence, he once again ran his gaze over Rose’s body.
“With my influence, forgiveness isn’t impossible. It all depends on your attitude.”
“It’s going to be a very long night.”
“It will be a day you can never erase from your life.”
He checked that no one was in the corridor, then pulled Rose tightly against him by the waist. Disgust surged through her, but she endured it by thinking of the whip marks on her ass. She had to endure if she wanted to end this situation as quickly as possible.
He led her to his room. The moment they entered, he tried to force a rough kiss on her lips, but Rose turned her face away at the last second.
“Playing hard to get, are we? A pirate is still just a bitch in the end. How about it? Why don’t you come down from that ship and serve me instead?”
“Are you proposing marriage?”
“Don’t be ridiculous. Marry some stray bitch who crawled out of nowhere? Maybe I’d take you as a concubine, though.”
“Shut up and do what you’re supposed to do.”
“Haha, that’s right. We’re not lovers, after all. No need to whisper sweet nothings.”
He wrapped both arms around her tightly and whispered.
“Look forward to it, you bitch. I’m going to wreck every single one of your holes until they’re ruined.”
He laughed heartily, as if he owned the world, and headed for the bathroom. The moment he disappeared inside, Rose moved quickly. She hurriedly prepared two cups of tea, reached between her legs, and pulled out the string that had been sticking out.
“Hngh…”
She extracted the vial that had been lodged inside her like a dildo, poured its contents into the tea Lucas would drink, and tossed the empty vial out the window. Then, sitting at the tea table like a seductive temptress, she waited for him to emerge.
He appeared wearing nothing but a bath towel wrapped around his lower half.
“You’ve got quite the cute side after all. I thought you’d just spread your legs without any foreplay.”
He sat across from her and, without suspicion, drank every last drop of the tea placed before him.
“So, what exactly do you want?”
Then, suddenly serious, he asked.
“You caused all that commotion just to get close to me. There must be a reason. I know it’s not simply about selling your body.”
Rose had assumed he was nothing but a beast, but he was surprisingly perceptive. She remained tense, her heart pounding, but he had already consumed the drug. All she had to do now was play along and buy time. Ironically, his suspicion of her motives spared her from having to fend off any physical advances.
“I want you to let us leave the harbor safely.”
“So that was the main point after all.”
Lucas shook his head with a confident expression, as if he had already guessed.
“That’s impossible. Your ship is currently impounded by Nostrum, so we can’t intervene. The moment the seizure is lifted and you board that vessel, we will arrest you immediately and transport you back to the homeland.”
His disgusting hand stroked Rose’s chin as he continued.
“Your body is beautiful, but it’s nowhere near enough to repay all those debts. The empire lost three sloops and four frigates. Including the ones you took, that makes five. This isn’t something that can be settled with a single night of service.”
The hand that had been touching her chin slid downward toward her breasts. Because the dress was off-the-shoulder, he easily pulled the fabric down, exposing her chest. He swallowed hard at the sight of her nearly porcelain-white skin and clean, pale pink nipples.
“However, there is a way. You could escape disguised as cargo on my ship.”
“And where would that ship be heading?”
“To my private estate, of course. But it would still be better than becoming an imperial prisoner.”
Rose knew exactly what that meant. After all, the adult mode she had installed included a prisoner management system. If she and her crew were transported to the empire, they would become imperial sex slaves and be bred for the rest of their lives.
“By the way, it’s awfully hot in here.”
His body began to flush red. He gulped down water as if suffering from terrible thirst, but he only looked more agitated. The way his skin was turning crimson clearly wasn’t from the heat alone.
“Ugh… You! You bitch! What the hell did you put in my drink?!”
He shouted and shook himself. The towel fell away, revealing his erection. The moment Rose saw it, she couldn’t help but recoil in horror. The thing standing rigidly at his center was so engorged with blood that it looked almost black, hard as an iron club. Having been pierced by countless men in the casino, she immediately recognized that this was no ordinary state. If something like that entered her, she really would be torn to shreds.
She shot up from her chair and backed away. He charged at her like a beast that had lost all reason. Rose fled desperately. But she couldn’t abandon the mission and leave the room. There had to be an opportunity.
“Graaaah!”
Lucas’s eyes were no longer human. She dodged the hand swinging toward her, then drove her fist squarely into his jaw. Even her slender arm released explosive destructive power. His jaw snapped upward. Yet he still moved. As if the drug had erased all sense of pain, he kept swinging his arms wildly.
Rose dodged his hands with everything she had and continued her assault. She rained rapid blows on his solar plexus, ribs, and the back of his head. Even that monstrous man finally lost consciousness and collapsed.
“Haa… haa… Is it… over?”
Rose, who had been running for her life with the knowledge that capture meant the end, didn’t let her guard down. She cautiously examined him. He looked unconscious, but she couldn’t afford to be careless.
Should I kill him?
She spotted his sword in the corner and considered it. But she abandoned the thought and began searching the room. Her mission was to steal the ledger, not to kill him. She recalled the bunny girl mission. She couldn’t ruin everything by doing something unnecessary.
Finally locating the ledger, she found a leather bag in the corner and stuffed it inside. The bag clashed horribly with her dress and would definitely draw suspicion, but she had no choice. She slipped out of the room carefully and hurried away. Fortunately, the corridor was empty, allowing her to escape without notice.
She was wondering how to hide the bag and return to her subordinates when a woman in a dress approached. Rose quickly concealed the bag, then realized it was the head maid. Dressed in a gown, the woman’s entire aura had changed; she now exuded the elegance of a noble lady.
“You succeeded.”
The head maid took the bag from Rose and checked the ledger.
“That drug… what exactly was it? You said it was a knockout drug.”
“It is not poison. It simply makes a man a little… more energetic.”
The head maid feigned innocence as if there had been no deception at all.
“I’m surprised. I expected you to be held up much longer. Any man who consumes Leviathan’s Essence will ravage a woman like a beast for at least five or six hours.”
Rose shuddered at her words. If he had caught her, she would have been violated in every hole for six straight hours. Her openings would have been left literally shredded.
“You tricked me.”
“I did no such thing. After expending all that stamina, he would certainly have passed out. Sometimes people even die, but that can’t be helped.”
Slap!
At the head maid’s wordplay, Rose’s hand flew up before she could stop it. The head maid fell to the floor but looked up at Rose with a sly smile.
“Today’s mission is complete. I will prepare the carriage.”
Rose felt a chill run down her spine at that smile.