The Ex-Fiancée Who Broke Off the Engagement, Irina Rosengart
It was an event from last year.
“Lord Aberwin, let’s break off our engagement.”
Beneath the brilliant chandelier lights of the lavish banquet hall, where countless nobles had gathered, Irina Rosengart coldly declared the end of their engagement.
Amid the constant clink of glasses and ripples of laughter, her announcement plunged the entire hall into sudden silence.
Even now, Irina Rosengart was breathtakingly beautiful. Her long pink hair held the exact shade of cherry blossoms, lending her an almost fairy-tale loveliness. Her emerald-green eyes, luminous and clear, carried a cold gleam that contrasted sharply with her pure, gentle features. The white dress clinging to her voluptuous, curvaceous figure accentuated her narrow waist and full breasts, radiating a seductive allure. Her skin like polished white jade, her aura both innocent and haughty, made it obvious why Irina Rosengart was ranked among the ten greatest beauties of the Caldria Empire.
And from such a woman, the public declaration of their broken engagement drove a dagger straight into Kael’s heart.
Every noble in the hall turned their eyes toward him at once. Irina’s followers immediately stepped forward, clearly acting on her prior instructions.
“I fully support Lady Rosengart’s decision. From the beginning, the very idea of Lord Kael Aberwin marrying Lady Rosengart was ridiculous.”
Marina Forte of the Forte viscount family spoke first.
Then Yuliana Illid of the Illid count family joined in.
“Exactly. The shame of the Aberwin ducal house—who can’t even wield a sword or use proper magic—being paired with someone as exceptional as Lady Rosengart was impossible from the start.”
Other noblewomen, hearing them, giggled and hurled what should have remained whispered gossip directly at Kael.
“Everyone already knew, didn’t they?”
“Right. Are there still people who don’t know how utterly useless the second son of the Aberwin family is?”
“How can someone his age still not have formed even a single circle? They say he hasn’t even grasped the basics of magic.”
“The Aberwin ducal house must be cursed. To have produced something like that…”
They all burst into laughter together. The sound echoed through the banquet hall like a curse, stabbing into Kael’s ears.
Then, as if eager to curry favor with Irina, the male nobles piled on.
“Can’t swing a sword properly, knows nothing of magic, yet he was Lady Rosengart’s fiancé? It was laughable.”
“Truly absurd.”
While mocking him, their eyes kept drifting toward Irina. They were all angling for the newly vacant position of her fiancé.
Finit, the second son of Count Beloam, and nobles from various families had long envied Kael. Their jealousy stemmed from the fact that he possessed both a peerless beauty like Irina Rosengart and the backing of a ducal house.
Yet no matter how incompetent he was, Kael remained the second son of a duke. A union between two ducal families had kept them silent—until now. With Irina’s public declaration, they believed their opportunity had finally arrived.
“I have already made a formal request to the Aberwin ducal house. Even they could not deny your deficiencies, so the grounds are more than sufficient.”
Her voice rang out as firm as a judge delivering a final verdict. With that, she turned away as if there was nothing left to say and left the hall. Even the elegant sound of her silver high heels was barely audible as she departed.
All she left behind was a vicious, lingering humiliation.
Even after Irina was gone, her followers continued their assault. This, too, had clearly been ordered in advance.
“It was truly pitiful that our lady had to remain engaged to someone like him for so long.”
“Exactly. There are limits to hanging pearls on a pig!”
“If not for his face, I would have doubted whether the second son of Aberwin truly carried the family blood.”
Surrounded by a banquet hall overflowing with insults, Kael stood motionless. His fists were clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms, drawing blood.
Damn it! I gave it my all, too!
“From now on, not only first-years but also many second-, third-, and fourth-year girls will approach me wanting to become my slaves. But you, who became my slave first, will hold a far more special position than any of them.”
“Really?”
Serenity’s eyes sparkled with anticipation. She could feel that she had chosen the right side.
“Of course. You’ll keep realizing just how excellent your decision was.”
Serenity nodded, a smile blooming on her lips.
“Yes… I’m already looking forward to it.”
Kael turned to Ring and Ming.
“All right, let’s loosen up a little. We had snacks, so we should move our bodies too.”
“Yes, Lord Kael.”
“Yes!”
Ring and Ming began light stretches, careful not to let anything show beneath their short blue skirts. Since lying on the ground would dirty their clothes, they remained standing, extending their arms and gently twisting at the waist. Both girls moved with deliberate care to avoid any exposure.
Serenity followed beside the sisters, stretching her arms in the same manner.
Kael watched the three of them with open satisfaction. Every time they moved, the generous swell of Ring’s and Serenity’s breasts swayed heavily, while Ming’s perky chest jiggled in a delightful rhythm.
Then Kael leaned forward slightly, lowering his gaze. Beneath the short, tight blue skirts of Ring and Ming, their most intimate places were clearly visible.
Even as Kael and his girls enjoyed their light exercise and pleasant time together, pitiful screams continued to echo without pause from the clearing.
“Kyaaaaah! My leg! My leg! Aaaaagh!”
“It hurts! It hurts so much! Hwaaaaang!”
“Please, save me!”
“Lord Aberwin! I’ll become your slave, so please save me!”
Now the screams included voices desperately calling Kael’s name and begging for mercy.
Kael watched the spectacle with leisurely amusement. He leaned over and pressed his lips to Serenity’s cheek as she stretched beside him, secretly licking it with the tip of his tongue. Then he whispered into her ear.
“Isn’t it hilarious to see them end up like that while still clinging to their pride?”
“Yes… I truly believe I made the best choice.”
Serenity gazed at the scene with genuine relief.
Before long, the time approached the twenty-five-minute mark.
“Huk! Huk!”
Even Princess Elenora Caldria ran with her teeth clenched. Her ruby-red eyes were hazy with exhaustion, and labored breaths kept escaping her lips. Yet she endured it all with the stubborn will to preserve her royal dignity.
Having just completed her final lap, she barely managed to finish all ten laps within the time limit.
“Haa… Haa…”
Princess Elenora braced her hands on her knees, gasping for air. Her golden hair was soaked with sweat.
“Haa… Haa…”
Irina Rosengart had also barely crossed the finish line. Her pink hair clung wetly to her face. Soon she lost the strength to remain standing and collapsed on the spot. No matter how much she tried to preserve her dignity as a duke’s daughter, she no longer had the stamina to stay on her feet.
Those who had failed to complete the run within twenty-five minutes, however, were wrapped in Bandage Magic and forcibly kept running.
“Kyaaaaaaaak! Stop it!”
“Don’t push! Don’t push me!”
The scene had become pure pandemonium. Students bound by the magic collided and fell, their exhausted bodies forced to keep moving, their screams raw with pain.
Every female student except Elenora and Irina was caught in that chorus of agony. Naturally, Marina and Yuliana—Irina’s followers—as well as Rhea, who followed Elenora, were all shrieking together.
“Quite the entertaining sight.”
Professor Galen watched with a pleased smile.
At his attitude, Irina bit her lip hard. Then she rose from the ground and walked toward Kael.
While countless students continued screaming across the clearing, Irina stopped before him.
“Lord Aberwin. I wish to speak with you alone for a moment.”
Kael looked at the woman standing before him. Even drenched in sweat, she radiated both purity and a potent sexual allure. The sweet scent carried on the breeze was still detectable despite her exertion.
Yet Kael’s gaze remained ice-cold. Irina met those eyes without flinching.
Ring and Ming watched Kael with worried expressions. Serenity, who had been present at last year’s fateful banquet as a noble, also studied his reaction carefully.
I can already guess what she’s going to say.
Kael sneered inwardly and answered.
“I’ll give you five minutes. You should be grateful.”
Humiliation flashed through Irina’s eyes.