Chapter 55
Chapter 55
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 55
Chapter Title: Defeated Female Knight Fucked Like a Dog (2)
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At that moment, in Albathea County.
Slash.
A graceful silver arc traced through the air as the sword cleaved something in two.
Thud...
With a heavy rumble, what split apart left and right was a boulder larger than a house.
The bricks stacked for building the walls had been sliced clean through by a blade far thinner than they were.
Crumble.
The woman gripping the sword, Countess Albathea, released the aura enveloping her blade and closed her eyes.
A motion to steady her mana.
Like honing a long-neglected sword on a whetstone after years as a countess, she suppressed the mana gradually gathering in her eyes and regulated her breathing.
Clap, clap, clap.
The sound of applause echoed.
A certain woman entered the training grounds where Countess Albathea was practicing alone, clapping her hands.
"Not rusty at all, huh?"
A golden-haired, green-eyed woman.
She wore clothes markedly lighter than what ordinary folk donned—ranger garb, the kind commonly sported by archers among adventurers.
Clothing that could almost be called the archetype.
Elf attire specialized for dashing through forest branches, save for the notably short skirt.
"As expected of Albathea. I was starting to think you'd grown more used to wielding a pen than a sword, but luckily, your skills haven't dulled."
"Of course not."
Countess Albathea sheathed her slender rapier-like sword at her waist.
"And you? Surely you haven't rusted either?"
"Hee-hee, what kind of talk is that?"
The woman perked up her long ears and giggled.
"Unlike some people, I've been active on the front lines the whole time. Here, check this out?"
"A diamond rank, huh."
The woman wore fairly large earrings embedded with diamonds on both sides of her ears.
The rectangular, elongated ornaments looked heavy at first glance, but they bore magical craftsmanship and a certain insignia.
"Honored to serve alongside a Bow Master."
"Just leave everything to this Sylviret. Heh-heh."
"But what do they say back in the forest?"
"Who'd dare complain when you're off to rescue a close friend's daughter? Sigh. I prefer this world over that stuffy forest any day. Dungeon delving, demon hunting, saving people."
"...Yeah. That's why I called you."
Countess Albathea gave a wry smile as she glanced at the staff hanging on the wall.
"He hasn't arrived yet, but with you and me..."
"Gilbert Baron's place, right? Hey, when he gets here, how about teleporting over to join us?"
"What?"
"I'll head ahead and scout things out."
The elf woman, Sylviret, flicked her finger lightly against the longbow slung on her back and flashed a grin.
"It's too dangerous alone."
"I'm fine. I'm a Diamond-rank adventurer, you know. No matter what's lurking beyond that dungeon, you think I'd go down that easily?"
"Still..."
"I'm fine, I'm fine. More importantly, is that intel solid?"
Sylviret lowered her voice and stepped closer.
"That your daughter's... still alive."
"...Not a possibility—she is alive."
Countess Albathea growled low.
"Gilbert Baron sent me separate word. While negotiating with him, the demons let slip that there's one more noble involved."
Grind.
"That hair... it's definitely my daughter's. I even appraised it with magic."
"What if they tricked you into thinking a corpse was alive?"
"You."
Countess Albathea's eyes flashed sharply at Sylviret, but the elf calmly raised both hands and shook her head.
"Sorry. But you have to keep that possibility in mind. Even if she's alive, she might not be the daughter you remember anymore."
"She'll be alive. My daughter, a knight and an Albathea, will endure with her pride intact."
Countess Albathea's eyes trembled as she fiddled with her neck.
"She'll never submit like a dog. Never...!"
"......A dog?"
"Yes. She'll never...!"
Sylviret tilted her head, but Countess Albathea seemed utterly convinced of something.
"My daughter will never yield to the enemy!"
"Aaahn!! P-Please, go easy...! G-Go easy on me, please!!"
Eris crumbled.
She wailed face-down, finally resorting to polite speech as she begged me.
"Nghhh... But your pussy's squeezing me so damn tight?"
I thrust my cock deep into Eris.
From the entrance of her folds all the way to the deepest part, it slid in smoothly, and every time I stabbed inside, Eris clenched her pussy hard and shuddered.
"Ngh, hng, haaah...!"
A quick glance at my lower abdomen through the mirror table showed the pale pink womb tattoo blooming vibrantly, fully aroused and glistening.
Eris herself probably couldn't see it, but as someone branded with the Vampire Legion's trainer mark on my face, it was crystal clear to me.
"Ahng, aaang, haaaang...!"
"Tell me honestly, and I'll finish quick. Feels good?"
"Y-Yes, it feels so gooood!!"
Eris was utterly drowned in pleasure right now.
"Every time your cock stabs inside, haaah, it feels like my whole body's gonna fly away, hngh, it feels so good! So please!!"
"Please what? Pull out? You're getting cheeky with your words?"
"N-Nooo!!"
She was cooing and acting all coy while impaled on my cock, wailing in ecstasy from the pleasure.
"I-I won't get cheeky, haaah, so please...!"
Splat, splat.
I kept slamming my cock in.
Thrusting it in so relentlessly it almost felt excessive.
"Please, haaah, do something quick...!!"
Every time I hit her deepest spot, Eris's body jolted upward, and I felt an intense jolt through my cock too.
'Fuck, this aphrodisiac's no joke.'
My dick felt like it was gonna burst.
Having heated up Eris's pussy and ass in one go, then shoving my cock inside after slathering it with the stuff—mine was burning up fast too.
The kind of feeling where if I didn't cum soon, it'd actually explode.
And even then, I wondered if the heat would subside after one round.
But I held back forcibly.
Right now, I had Eris by the throat—her weakness.
Squelch.
"Nghaaaah!!"
I thrust upward from below, deliberately grinding my cock all the way in.
The moment I did.
"Aaahn! Right there, riiight thereee!!"
Eris threw her head back, unleashing a torrent of pleasure.
"Hnghh...!"
"Haa, haa...!"
Even I struggled to catch my ragged breath as Eris squeezed and shook around my cock.
The spot that only grazed teasingly in missionary.
Now in doggy, it hit perfectly when I thrust up.
Her G-spot.
Even without the aphrodisiac, just prodding there repeatedly would make Eris cum over and over.
Women feel pleasure without targeting it specifically.
But soaked in aphrodisiac, relentlessly pounding her most sensitive, pleasure-packed spot—
Squelch.
Eris's body slipped.
She'd leaked so much from the mirror table that her sweat-soaked knees slid right out from under her.
"Haa, haa, haa."
My cock slipped free.
Still rock-hard and burning, I had no intention of stopping.
Slide.
I straightened Eris's legs into a single line.
Then straddled her legs to keep them from spreading, sliding my cock between her ass cheeks and thrusting firmly into her pussy.
"Ah, aha, haaah...."
Eris, face buried in the table, turned her head to the side.
Her utterly relaxed face was flushed deep, and her fingers gripped the table edge, trembling violently.
Squelch.
I mounted her prone form, leaning my upper body forward.
Overlapping my hands with hers, I locked our fingers together.
Grip.
Eris clutched my hands tightly, interlocking fingers.
Whether it was just her bracing during climax or some unconscious urge, I couldn't tell—
Lick.
I tilted my head and extended my tongue; Eris parted her lips slightly and tangled hers with mine.
Squelch, squelch.
A brief kiss.
I pressed my lips to her cheek, then unleashed the pent-up heat deep inside Eris.
Spurt!!
"Ah, aaaah...! Inside, haaah, so deep, so full...!!"
Was it the aphrodisiac making her hypersensitive?
Or had she taken so many creampies she could feel it that vividly?
"Ah, aaaaaah...!!"
Eris wept tears of joy, smiling.
"Eris. Can you see it?"
"H-Huh...?"
"Your face."
I pointed her toward the mirror.
"You've turned completely into a bitch."
"......"
Even gazing at her reflection in the table.
"......."
Eris kept her half-lidded eyes, tears streaming, but never lost her smile.
A moment later.
"Th-That wasn't me just now."
Eris insisted as she gathered her clothes.
"It was the aphrodisiac!"
She jabbed a finger at the empty vial, snapping at me.
"Not an aphrodisiac."
"......What?"
"Not an aphrodisiac. Just slime mucus."
"......N-No way!!"
Eris shrieked at my words.
"I've never tried one, but I know exactly what aphrodisiacs do! Mom taught me all about it!"
"What do they do?"
"Your pussy heats up, pain vanishes, pleasure just keeps coming...!"
"Like this?"
Smack.
"Eek?!"
I slapped Eris's ass; she let out a bird-like squeal and recoiled from me.
"Y-You...! Pervert...!"
"Raping and training you, and now you call me a pervert?"
"......."
"If anyone's the pervert, isn't it you?"
I closed in on Eris and grabbed her ass firmly with one hand.
"Cumming your brains out from doggy and spankings? Doesn't seem like the aphrodisiac's fault."
"......It is the aphrodisiac!"
"Really?"
"Yes!"
"Fine, then. Next time, I'll do you face-to-face like the first time."
"......."
In that instant, I clearly saw it.
Eris unconsciously gulping.
"Eris. Which did you like more? Aphrodisiac sex, or getting fucked like a dog from behind?"
"Th-That's..."
"I liked both."
I clung to her so she couldn't escape.
"Especially when you politely begged me to cum quick. That got me the most."
"Ugh, ngh...!"
On the surface, still the serious female knight.
But turns into a bitch when fucked like a dog.
This woman.
I wonder what she'll be like with a vampire pussy.
"A-Anyway! Why test the aphrodisiac on me?!"
"Obviously, to sell it and make a deal."
"......Sell it? A deal?"
Eris flinched, ears perking up.
"Did I hear that wrong?"
"Nope. You heard right."
I lightly shook the empty vial.
"Supply follows demand. Universal law for humans and demons alike."
"......What law?"
"Can't define it in words."
But it exists.
"Some folks out there would sell their own family for the right price."
It's called capitalism.