#7 Outpost Expansion, Nameless Village (Noa - Bitch Scent, Onahole Service) (3)
Noa, who had returned from her mission at King Gaon's request, was utterly shocked. First, because the territory had completely transformed in that mere half-day. Second, because the residents who had suddenly appeared in the territory looked utterly bizarre. And third—
Because when she went to ask King Gaon about this bizarre phenomenon, he was right there in the middle of the street, fucking one of his own subjects—a married woman with a family, no less.
The woman wasn't crying or resisting in the slightest, and after he finished, she casually took the hands of her waiting children and went on her way. Even so, in Noa's eyes, it looked like King Gaon was abusing his royal authority to force himself on a woman with a family. It was something that absolutely should not be done. Something unforgivable. As a devout believer in the Goddess faith and a knight, she had to condemn it, even if the perpetrator was the king himself. That was certain.
"You're shocked, aren't you? I'm sorry, Holy Knight. I didn't mean to do that, and I had no such intention. I have no desire to arbitrarily wield the king's power to sadden my people. It's all a misunderstanding, but I've startled you anyway. Please accept my sincere apology."
"Hah... Nngh...♡ Y-Yes... I accept... your apology... Nngh...♡"
King Gaon let out a relieved sigh with a kind-hearted smile, saying how glad he was that the Holy Knight had accepted his apology. Seeing that expression made Noa feel sorry in all sorts of ways instead. She'd made him so uncomfortable over her own misunderstanding. Maybe she should be the one apologizing.
"I see. I do think you need to hear a proper apology. So we can maintain a smooth, good relationship for a long time to come."
"Y-Yes...♡ Mmm... I-I'm sorry... Please forgive me...♡"
Before she knew it, Noa was completely naked. The simple armor she'd been wearing moments ago, her shirt and thick pants, even her underwear—all stripped away. Her legs spread wide, hands clasped above her head. King Gaon was embracing her bare body, rubbing and tormenting her pussy.
Every now and then, his fingers would plunge into her hole, mercilessly teasing her sensitive spots. Thanks to that, her pussy was now flooding like a river, drooling love juices in thick streams. Noa had to repeat her apologies over and over while he toyed with her pussy by hand. Even roughly calculating, it felt like she'd said them at least a hundred times more than his own apology. And yet, she still felt it wasn't enough.
King Gaon accepted her apologies, graciously saying he forgave her. He truly was such a magnanimous king—Aaah! Wait, not the clit like that, eek, don't pinch it...!
"Aaaahhhnn♡♡♡...!!"
A clit pinch infused with the meaning of forgiveness. Noa let out a scream-like moan as sharp pain shot through her, only to climax in an instant from the pleasure that followed. It hurt, but it felt so good. Even though it was her own body, she couldn't understand this reaction.
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King Gaon continued enjoying Noa's body. What had especially captivated him this time was her scent. After half a day of intense activity, she was drenched in a healthy, feminine musk. He sniffed her armpits, the valley between her breasts, and her groin without tiring.
The dungeon had been underground, like a sewer. That's why Barosy and Mea had been sent to wash off the stench immediately, but Noa, blessed by the goddess, carried not a trace of that filth. King Gaon found it fascinating and marveled at it.
"That explains it. I always thought Holy Knight Noa smelled like milk and flowers."
"Yes... That's thanks to the goddess's blessing too... But how much longer are you going to sniff...?"
"Just a bit more. As part of your apology."
"Apology... If that's the case..."
She was the one in the wrong. No helping it. If letting him sniff her scent would forgive her rudeness...
But of course, King Gaon wouldn't be satisfied with that. Only after she milked one load out with a handjob and blowjob did Noa finally, finally, earn true forgiveness. It's easy to commit a wrong, but hard to earn forgiveness... Spot on.
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Mea didn't need to wash much since she was a skeleton. Barosy, being an orc, had no culture of fussing over cleanliness to begin with. So the two simply rinsed off, changed into fresh clothes, and soon returned to the meeting room.
But even when they reached the door, they didn't enter right away—they waited. Because it sounded like Gaon was in the middle of toying with Holy Knight Noa inside. They waited patiently, ready to wait as long as needed for their king. But when he muttered, "When are those two getting here anyway?" they entered without hesitation. Of course, without showing they'd waited—acting like they'd arrived right on time.
"Gruk-! It was a magnificent dungeon, my king! Thank you for sending me there and letting me gain such experience!"
Barosy greeted him thrilled. Clearing a dangerous dungeon left a solid mark on his status. Other orcs or even humans could see it later. For orcs, it was like earning a valuable badge of honor. Plus, the experience piled up from the clear would help him level up later.
"Glad it was worth sending you. I'm happy you cleared it safely without major injuries. I even built a [Hospital] in case, but good thing it wasn't needed."
"I-I'm... moved... My king...! Your thoughtfulness... Sniff...!!"
Leaving Barosy to wallow in emotion, Mea gave her report.
"Here are the treasures collected from the dungeon—and the clear rewards, my king."
On one side was the mountain of trophies and treasures Barosy had hauled back. Setting that aside, Mea presented a few cloth-wrapped items toward me. Those must be the clear rewards.
One was a twisted statue—exactly what I'd wanted. I knew it would drop from that dungeon here. I'd been worried if it was the right one or if some other dungeon in the forest had it instead. But those worries were unfounded.
I already knew from the clear message.
The clear notification had popped up right after the three of them finished it, complete with the reward list. So I knew they'd gotten what I wanted.
"You did great, really well done. ...Holy Knight, thanks for cooperating too. Even though we're enemies, right?"
I asked, but got no proper reply, so I teasingly thrust my cock deep inside. As the half-buried shaft plunged in, grinding her womb, Noa wailed, "Nyaaah♡!"
Answer properly. Holy Knight Noa was sprawled on the edge of the table now, taking my dick. The forgiveness ritual was done, so this was pure pleasure sex. Humans gave way better reactions than bland NPCs.
Anyway.
While leisurely enjoying Noa's pussy with my cock, I re-examined the trophies Mea had presented. Among them, I stared at the cross-shaped statue. Sensing my gaze, Mea held it closer. I didn't reach for it, just kept pounding Noa's pussy as I asked.
"That came from the dungeon clear too?"
"Yes, my king."
"...Hmm."
I see. Got it.
".....................Hmm."
"My king?"
Mea gave me an uneasy look—or would have, if she had eyes, being a skull. I quickly shook my head, saying it was nothing, while flicking Holy Knight Noa's nipples playfully. Her pussy clenched in spasms; looks like she'd cum sloppily just like that. Pathetic pussy bitch.
Anyway, I praised their hard work, said I'd check the trophies later, and dismissed them.
"Barosy, head to the Succubus Brothel. I told Lilith; she's got a dedicated breedmare ready just for you. Enjoy yourself and make sure to impregnate her by tonight."
"Gruk-! Th-Thank you, thank you, my king! My lifelong loyalty... Gruuuk!!"
I'd prepared a reward for Barosy, so I should give Mea something too... But I wasn't sure what yet, so I'd hold off. And above all, Mea had lied to me—
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Renoa's daily life had changed dramatically. The endless pile of paperwork and tasks that never decreased had suddenly shrunk drastically.
Being city lord was busy work. She had to meet periodically with VIPs inside and outside the city, or guild reps from various fields, coordinate opinions, produce results, and file reports to the homeland or guilds. Then there were residents' complaints, merchants' gripes, VIPs' petitions, VIPs' grumbles, merchants' dissatisfaction, residents' pleas... Mostly non-constructive whining that she had to review personally. Damn petitions—probably 70% of the workload. Even with her aide, it meant overtime every night. And mixed in were subtle love letters proposing marriage; Renoa always fought the urge to burn the stacks.
But suddenly, most of those petitions and pleas stopped coming.
Maybe ignoring some earlier ones? Some had sent people or come to city hall themselves. But after those visits, the grumpy bastards changed like new people and stopped sending useless petitions.
Now, the few that came were practical ones needing real handling. No more pointless meetings either—especially the headache-inducing ones with lecherous unmarried big-titted beauty-chasers that devolved into drunken parties.
Ah, I can finally live!
She was thrilled. Free from exhausting work and stress—obviously. Now she only handled essential, practical tasks for the city. Pride in serving it blossomed, making work enjoyable.
"All done, City Lord?"
"Yes. That's the last one."
Today too, she'd finished all necessary paperwork before quitting time. Before she could savor the empty desk, a hand from beside her helped her up from the chair. It was her aide, Reisi, who'd assisted all day. And the other one, Lete—
"Good. Now put this on your neck, City Lord Renoa."
Lete held out a red dog collar toward Renoa. Lete's eyes glowed red.
"Yes... On my neck... I'll wear it..."
Renoa accepted it without refusal and fastened it around her own neck....
