Chapter 17
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 17
Chapter Title: 6. Balua Count's Territory (3)
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They said it would take an hour to reach Balua City, but by running fast, the gates were already in sight after just ten minutes.
Charlotte was in a state of extreme excitement right now. How could she not be thrilled? This was the first time she felt like she was actually accomplishing something in this world.
Right after possession, she'd frantically run away, gotten fucked, run away again, and now she was finally starting to feel like she was embarking on a free adventure.
Unlike her previous body, she wasn't getting out of breath even when sprinting hard, and when she circulated her mana, she zipped along faster than Usain Bolt.
Ah, this freedom...
Charlotte didn't head straight into the city. Instead, she circled around wildly like a wild horse with its reins loosened, then climbed up a hill that offered a great view of the cityscape.
"Wow~"
A cool breeze blew across the hill, and the sunlight was just pleasantly warm.
And right below sprawled a massive city amid vast plains—the view was truly spectacular.
From the city's full panorama, it looked like the walls were double-layered: a low inner wall surrounded by a much larger outer one.
There were grand gates on all four cardinal directions, with dozens of carriages coming and going through them.
As expected of a transportation hub! It was worthy of being called the living heart of the kingdom.
Charlotte savored the pleasant spring breeze and the scenery for a moment, then hummed a little tune as she slowly approached the gate.
The inspection was no problem. She had the ID plate Heinkel had given her precisely for situations like this, hanging from a necklace.
The ID plate was about the size of a thumb. The front showed name and gender; the back listed birthdate and birthplace. Status was distinguished by material.
Charlotte's ID plate was for a free citizen—it indicated female, with the name deliberately erased.
The back read Imperial Year 1072, Lucea.
The name was erasable on purpose for reissuance, and since it was now 1092, Charlotte was proudly a twenty-year-old free citizen!!
Carriage and pedestrian inspections were separate, so she went straight up to the guard.
'I'm definitely not a suspicious person,' she brainwashed herself, but standing right in front of him made her a bit nervous.
"Hmm..."
The guard eyed her suspiciously.
Now, about Charlotte's outfit:
She wore a wide-brimmed straw hat, with a scarf pulled up over her mouth like a mask.
Her top was a tight navel shirt that squeezed her chest, paired with a skirt that barely reached her knees.
Normally, she'd be in modest clothes covering her down to the ankles like an ordinary woman, but there was no helping it. Compared to a typical Damian's wife, the difference in her chest and height was too stark.
But Charlotte, who had spent more than half her time in this world basically naked since possession, thought, 'This is pretty normal dressing, right?'
The guard wasn't looking at her suspiciously. He was staring because he was horny as hell.
Even with the hat and scarf, her sparkling purple eyes like starlight screamed beauty at first glance, and her breasts looked ready to burst.
Had he ever seen tits that size in his life!
Below, a slender waist, and with every gust of wind, the outlines of her enormous hips and ass came into view!
Even fully covered, it drove him wild with lust—but he couldn't fuck her right here... Huh? The name on the ID plate was erased?
"What's this? Unless you're faking your status, there's no reason for the name to be erased! Take off the hat and mask!"
Normally, he'd have just waved her through out of laziness, but he decided to make an issue of it to get a look at her face first.
"Ah... N-no, this is... um... it got scratched by a rock..."
Panicking, Charlotte blurted out a ridiculous excuse.
'Fuck you, Heinkel, you bastard!!! You said an erased name wouldn't be a problem...'
In reality, it had never been an issue for Heinkel even once, so he'd feel pretty wronged.
Instead, the guard thought from her lame excuse, 'Huh? Could that be possible?' He hid a smirk inwardly and put on an angry face.
"If you don't comply, I'll deem you suspicious and drag you straight to jail!!!"
'Aw fuck, fine, what's the big deal about showing my face?'
Charlotte yanked off her hat and mask with a flourish.
As soon as her face came into view, the guards' clamor drew the attention of passersby wondering what was going on. Even those glancing casually suddenly focused entirely on her.
A hush fell over the area in front of the gate.
Everyone, men and women alike, stared at Charlotte. People in carriages opened their windows and craned their necks to gawk.
At first, even with her huge chest and ass, if you didn't look closely, she just seemed like a chubby woman, so no one cared. But once her face was revealed, they started re-examining her figure.
Exclamations erupted: "Oh yeah," "Ooh," "Wow, fuck."
It wasn't for nothing that the AI had granted [Nation-toppling Beauty] and [Lewd Body] traits just from looking at her curves.
The inspecting guard was frozen solid right now.
'Huh? Could she be a noble? Hiding her status to travel for fun—did I screw up?'
He broke out in a cold sweat.
At that moment, the guard captain approached, having roughly gauged the situation.
"Hey, I'll handle this from here. You, go inside."
The cowering guard slunk away without a word.
"Now we're good? I'm not suspicious, so let me in quick."
Charlotte had been flustered by all the stares for a moment, but getting inside fast was the best way to escape them.
"No! Follow me to the interrogation room."
With that, he grabbed her wrist and yanked.
A veteran like the captain, with over ten years on the job, had a different eye for things.
In his view:
70% chance disguised noble.
10% lucky pretty commoner daughter.
10% noble's concubine.
10% suspicious person.
If a disguised noble, she'd slap him for daring to touch her body, and that'd be that.
But in the other cases, it was worth a shot. Worth a shot at what? Sex, obviously.
"Ah! L-let... let go!"
The captain inwardly cheered. Fuck, I'm fucking her first.
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-Inside the guard post's interrogation room
One door, walls solid with no windows. Charlotte stared down the captain across a desk.
'Fuck... what the hell is this guy after?'
Charlotte could sense from the vibe that the erased name wasn't actually an issue. She couldn't understand why this bastard was making trouble.
"If you're a noble, just say so. I'll let you go."
For a split second, she considered naming some noble, then remembered impersonation was a serious crime.
"I'm not a noble. Free citizen. Innocent, so release me."
"Lucea-born twenty-year-old... What does your father do?"
'Fuck, now I get the "what does your father do" routine? Aren't I an orphan? Got nothing to say.'
But admitting she was an orphan here? That was basically confessing there'd be no repercussions if he fucked her.
"You don't need to know. What I do know is my father's arriving soon, and when he does, you'll regret this."
Charlotte racked her brain as hard as she could. Release me now if you don't want backlash.
"Is that so? Then tell me when he's coming."
She was stumped.
If she named a time and they checked on that day, being stuck here would expose the lie and fuck her over.
Too far out, and she'd be locked up until then—but once the Lucea situation settled, they'd come looking for her here.
Dragging things out in this city wasn't good.
As Charlotte fell silent, the captain chuckled darkly.
"You look suspicious, so body search first. Strip everything off."
It was as good as saying outright: I'm gonna fuck you, so spread your legs.
One might say "what's the big deal, you had sex yesterday," but it was different for Charlotte.
With Damian, the first time was unavoidable due to Lust Arts side effects, and the second was just a few rounds—hardly enough to clear a week's buildup. She'd been trying to avoid going into heat in the city.
And above all, she'd been the one jumping him before, not in the position of victim like now.
Like the difference between jerking off alone and someone suddenly forcing you to cum?
In the past, she'd have compared it to solo anal masturbation versus getting fucked in the ass, but sex with men had dropped to the level of mere jerking off.
"Dumb bitch who won't get it... Heh, guess I'll strip you myself."
For a moment, she considered beating his ass and fleeing, but realized that would truly fuck her over and gave up.
"Fine, do it, you fucker!! If you can satisfy me with that mouse dick, I'll specially let it slide quietly!"
Instead, she provoked him and stripped boldly. Her compressed massive tits bounced free.
Off came the skirt, revealing enormous birthing hips and a tight slit. Charlotte was going commando, no panties or bra.
"Ha! Fuck, what a tasty slut. I'll have you howling like a whore under me in five minutes."
The captain stripped too and shoved the desk aside.
"Suck it, fuck slut."
He teased his semi-hard cock toward her.
"Yeah, shove it in, fucker! I'll grind it like a blender!!"
Charlotte bared her teeth and glared. The captain hesitated for a second.
Her eyes said she meant it. He couldn't risk her wrecking his dick for real.
Violence gave him pause too. As a Sword User, he didn't think he'd lose, but assault was a different matter.
Rape accusations could be denied later.
But assault left marks.
"What, can't put it in?"
"Hoo... You bitch, got some bite."
He got pissed at the taunt.
"Just gotta make sure no marks show..."
The captain pushed to topple her. But she didn't budge?
"What woman has this strength..."
"Yeah, let's do this, right?"
They locked palms, hands clasped friendly-like, in a power struggle. Mana poured out freely from both.
Charlotte wasn't dick food anymore. Even Mana Users were top 5% of the population—elite.
"Kraaa!!" "Haaa!!"
Nearly even, but the man had a slight edge.
No sword meant no aura blade advantage, but realm gap was realm gap.
Sword User vs. Mana User wasn't just a level difference.
Mana capacity differed too, and even with Charlotte's great physical talent, an untrained body couldn't match a honed warrior's.
The man was late 180s tall, 90kg slab of muscle—her being pushed back was natural.
In the end, Charlotte was slowly forced back. Her hands bent behind her, body toppling.
"Ugh!!"
'Fuck, did I overplay? Feels even worse now...'
Charlotte felt anxious in her own way, and though the captain had won the struggle, he sensed trouble too.
A stunning woman traveling alone, matching a Sword User like him? Logically, either a real noble or some rich merchant's precious daughter sneaking out for fun—nothing else made sense.
Backing out now meant his head on a pike. He'd subdued her, so he mounted and started scheming.
"Getting hurt here screws us both, right? Wanna bet?"
Charlotte just stared—what nonsense instead of fucking her.
"Simple: I wanna fuck you but scared of fallout, you're scared of getting raped then evidence wiped."
Charlotte panicked at that.
'Evidence wiped? He gonna fuck me, kill me, and bury the body?'
He'd never actually done it—just scaring her that he was a scary guy.
"Simple rules. I win, you tell no one about today. You win, I release you right away."
Tempting for Charlotte too, obviously.
"What kind of bet?"
"What bet naked man and woman? Simple: who cums first.
My dick's already hard? Refuse, you get fucked and disposed.
I'll die after, but I'm blind with lust now."
The man proposed a sex battle!!!
Charlotte cheered inwardly.
'Haha! Idiot, I'll make you cum in 15 seconds...
Ah! But if I lose, do I die?'
"Wait... If I lose, what happens to me...?"
"Don't worry. Promise no one finds out, I'll release before your father arrives."
"But how do you trust I'll keep it?"
"Ah! Mana oath."
Charlotte had no idea what a mana oath was.
But admitting ignorance would scream huh? this bitch? easy civilian fuckmeat? So she played it cool, pretending to know.
"Fine, you first."
Didn't know, so watch and mimic.
"Hoo... I swear on mana. If I lose the bet, I'll release Charlotte immediately. Even if I win, before her father arrives."
'Huh? Fuck, that's it? Just words? Ah... but no father.'
Charlotte was deeply confused but spoke carefully.
"For reference, my father arrives in three days."
Anyway, she'd win, so bullshit while circulating mana.
"I swear on mana. If I lose the bet, I won't tell anyone what happened here."
'It worked? Felt like nothing...'
Charlotte was baffled, but the man grinned like he was satisfied.
"Alright~! Shall we start the bet?"
The man began fingering her lying pussy.
"Wa... wait! Foreplay's cheating!"
"Haa... picky bitch. Fine, straight in~"
-Puk!
"Uht!!... Su-sudden thrust..."
And so the sex battle began immediately.
The man's cock was about 18cm—not enormous, but plenty to pleasure a woman.
"Shut it, slut! Uht!... Fuck, so tight..."
The man panicked at how skilled Charlotte's pussy grip was.
'Fuck, time to show Lust Arts power. Druwa~ druwa~ aa!!'
"Hauuht!!!"
Sudden stimulation zinged sharply up her spine.
'Huek... wait, something's off with this dick?'
Charlotte got counterattacked.
Each deep thrust stimulated her insides too much.
Deeper in, her many sensitive zones got hit. At this rate, she might lose.
"Uuk... haa, tasty cunt... Heh. You're feeling it already, huh? My dick's a bit special, right?"
It wasn't a normal 18cm dick—the glans was way thicker and bigger relative to the shaft.
Modern folks would say, "Oh, glans enlargement surgery, huh?"—a massive glans.
"Haang!... Wa... wait!!!... Th-this... is cheatinggg!!!"
Every back-and-forth thrust of the glans ravaged the wrinkles deep inside.
One insertion, and pussy juice flooded like a deluge, squirting out with each pound.
-Slap! Slap!
"Hut.... haak.... haak...."
Charlotte was already nearing her limit. The downside of Lust Arts was that she felt it even more intensely—no way she could've imagined the guy hiding such a terrifying weapon.
No matter how she tried not to feel it, each thrust let her feel the dick's shape wrapped in her folds; her body was hypersensitive.
'N-no... gotta hold... lose here means three days as sex slave...'
Both man and woman averted their eyes to avoid cumming, but their genitals clashed relentlessly.
Charlotte was right on the edge.
Her ass started shaking uncontrollably, vision blurring. She had no time to care about the drool streaming down.
Luckily, the man hit his limit too and stopped pistoning just before she went over.
"Haa.... haa..." "Hoo... hoo...."
The room filled with their extremely aroused but suppressed moans.
The man changed positions. So far missionary, now he slung her legs over his shoulders and folded her forward.
His head dropped beside hers on the floor, hugging her from legs to head without gaps.
Her back arched fully, ass and pussy lifted high.
Even Charlotte could see her pussy getting pierced by his dick.
This was the mating press at its ultimate angle.
The man had a reason for it. This position allowed the deepest penetration.
"Wa... wai—"
Bang down in this state!
-Puwook!!
"Huaaaaat!!!"
The dick slammed in with enough force to breach her cervix, putting her at a massive disadvantage with her sensitive cervix area.
"Hauut!!!! A.... noooot!!!"
Sensing she'd lose like this, she tried pulling her legs off his shoulders—but they wouldn't budge.
His hands gripped tight, immobilizing her.
"S... stoppit!!! Haat!!!"
The man was in agony too.
Deeper meant even tighter, more pleasurable squeezes. He was inwardly amazed.
'Never known a woman like this... I could die happy now.'
-Jjuk! Jjuk! Jjuk!
"Hueeeek!!!!"
The man bombed her pussy from above with his dick.
"Hiiiik!! Huik!! It's coming!!! Comingggg!!"
Charlotte couldn't think straight anymore; she was seconds from going over. Superhuman willpower held her back, but no more.
His nonstop pussy bombardment shattered her mind.
"Hik! Kkuuuuk!!!!"
No more bet. She just wanted to unleash the pent-up pleasure.
Right then, he lifted her ass high and slammed down hard!!!
"Hooooook!!!!!"
-Byurrrr!!
They climaxed together.
Charlotte's face was locked in an ahegao with mouth agape in an O, eyes rolled up. Even restrained, her ass vibrated at maximum height, shaking wildly.
-Byurr, byut
The man, having held back long, kept pumping cum while pressing hard on her cervix.
Thus, they clung together like one body, savoring the afterglow.
So, who won?