Chapter 389: The Last Night
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 389: The Last Night
I walked down the hallway, following the woman in the pure white formal uniform.
Silently, I watched her from behind.
She must be the Saintess's escort knight, right?
When I met her yesterday, her face and build were hidden by her helmet and armor, but hearing her voice, I knew who she was.
At first, I thought she covered up because she had a scar on her face, but seeing her in person, she was a beauty who looked to be around my age.
A paladin escorting the Saintess at that age...
It made me realize anew how wide the world is, and how many talented people there are.
“Um, but is it alright for me to meet the Saintess?”
“There's no problem. A private meeting like yesterday's would be an issue, but today is part of her official schedule, with meetings arranged with other nobles as well.”
I nodded at the woman's words.
If that was the case.
She probably called me here for work.
Knock, knock—
“Your Holiness, I've brought Baronet Lauderdale.”
—Come in.
A familiar voice came from beyond the door.
Creeak—
When I opened the door and stepped inside, a lavishly decorated room unfolded before my eyes.
In the center, my eyes met with the Saintess, who was sitting with her legs crossed.
She waved at me with a small smile.
“I didn't expect we'd meet again so soon.”
“I feel the same.”
Honestly, I thought yesterday would be the last time.
Who would imagine meeting the Saintess, of all people, twice?
...By the way, is it really okay for a Saintess to dress like that?
I’d thought this since the last time we met, but her attire was quite revealing.
If it were due to some racial trait, I could understand, but the Saintess was clearly human.
Of course, considering her combat style of swinging a giant morningstar, comfortable clothing was probably a necessity, not a choice.
But still, it revealed her entire thighs. Shouldn't the church issue some kind of corrective order?
“Could you stop staring at my thighs and have a seat?”
“...My apologies.”
The moment the Saintess finished speaking, the woman standing beside her shot me a murderous glare.
I did my best to ignore her gaze and sat quietly across from the Saintess, pretending nothing had happened.
“You must be busy in many ways now that you've received your title. I hope my sudden invitation wasn't an imposition.”
“Not at all. If Your Holiness calls, I am prepared to come running at any time.”
It was an empty pleasantry.
In the first place, because of the Duke of Rutland, the only person who even talked to me was Uncle Gawain, so I had nothing but time on my hands.
“Then, if you'll excuse my directness, may I get straight to the point? I had to squeeze this into my official schedule, so I don't have much time.”
“I understand.”
I gave a slight nod and poured some black tea into my empty cup.
I had no idea who brewed it, but it was so bitter I had to dump in a ton of sugar just to make it drinkable.
“First, let me offer my thanks. Thanks to you, I was able to find a loophole in the surveillance network that I'd been struggling to find a lead on.”
“Surveillance network?”
For a moment, a faint killing intent flickered behind the Saintess's eyes.
“I'm talking about the surveillance system the Pope has placed on my sister and me. The fact that I'm speaking with you right now, Hyun-woo, will also reach the Pope's ears before long.”
“...”
I was momentarily speechless at her words.
Even I, who had little interest in religion, knew that the current Pope was a devout clergyman known as a symbol of integrity and purity.
The idea that such a figure would place people to watch over the Saint and Saintess was hard to believe, even coming from the Saintess herself.
“Hehe.”
Did my inner thoughts show on my face?
The Saintess looked at me and gave a meaningful smile.
“Could you just think of it as a common power struggle? If we go any deeper, the story will only get longer, and it won't do you any good either, Hyun-woo.”
With that, the Saintess quietly pushed a box that had been on the table toward me.
Click—
Inside the carefully opened box was a single, luxurious-looking small bottle.
“This is...?”
“It's a small token of my gratitude for your help. Please accept it without feeling burdened.”
I carefully lifted the bottle.
The immense divine power I could feel even through the glass far surpassed that of high-grade holy water.
“...Don't tell me?”
The Saintess smiled and nodded at my question.
“It's highest-grade holy water. I spent half a year praying devoutly to create it, you know?”
At that moment, my fingertips began to tremble uncontrollably.
Highest-grade holy water.
A potion said to be the only thing comparable to an Elixir, capable of restoring even severed limbs if the entire bottle was used.
Unlike high-grade holy water, which could be obtained with enough money, this was a precious item that was impossible to acquire no matter how rich you were, unless you had connections with a cardinal-level cleric.
“...Isn't this a bit much?”
The spy I subdued was at best a low-tier A-rank, and if you excluded his stealth abilities, his pure combat power was barely even B-rank.
The reward for such a trivial matter is highest-grade holy water?
It was like finding a lost wallet on the street and getting a blank check as a reward for returning it.
“The significance of all things in the world is relative.”
“...”
In that instant, I saw a holy radiance shining faintly from behind the Saintess.
She was a god.
“Then, would you hand over the spy's body to me?”
As soon as I put the holy water away, the Saintess made her request as if she had been waiting.
It seemed the price of the corpse was included with the holy water.
After a moment's thought, I opened my inventory and took the spy's body out, placing it on the floor.
Instantly, the eyes of the Saintess and her escort knight widened in shock.
“Subspace...?”
Basically, space-type magic is classified as common magic, but mages who can actually wield it are extremely rare.
That's how difficult a magic it is.
In particular, you could count the number of mages who could freely manipulate subspace on one hand, even looking across the entire world.
Like other types of magic, subspace is easily exploited for crimes like smuggling, so some countries required users to voluntarily report their ability.
Violating this was a serious crime, and even a mage could be imprisoned.
Of course, I hadn't reported it.
“Could you keep this a secret?”
In a way, I was confessing to a crime, but I considered it an investment in building trust with the Saintess.
For me, who knew the Saint's secret, to gain her trust, it would be better for her to hold at least one of my weaknesses.
Besides, it wasn't exactly a fatal weakness.
In England, I had a noble title, so I could probably just apologize and pay a fine. And in Korea, two of the three great magic families were on my side.
As long as they didn't find out I killed a district mayor and a provincial governor, the political world couldn't easily touch me either.
That's the limit of the South Korean justice system.
“Of course.”
The Saintess smiled faintly.
*
After Kang Hyun-woo left, Elysia was lost in thought.
She had just about five minutes until her next appointment with a noble.
“...Rea, could you leave the room for a moment?”
“Yes.”
Without a word, Rea took the corpse and left the room.
Click—
Left alone in the room, Elysia glanced around furtively for no particular reason.
She even double-checked the curtains on the already-closed window before cautiously approaching the chair where Kang Hyun-woo had sat.
Her dignity as a Saintess tried to stop her, but the Elysia of this moment had no self-control left.
Plop.
In the end, Elysia sat down where Kang Hyun-woo had been and carefully took a sniff.
But what she had been hoping for didn't happen.
“...It's faint.”
Only a faint scent remained, nothing compared to the body odor of Kang Hyun-woo she had smelled yesterday.
The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. Elysia pouted and shot up from her seat.
*
“Hyun-woo!”
The first person to greet me upon my return to the ballroom was Delia.
I pulled her into a hug and looked around.
“Where are Duke Winchester and Ophelia?”
“The Duke is meeting with the Queen, and Ophelia already went back to the mansion.”
“Is that so?”
Right, she's too young to stay at a ball this late.
“Then shall we get going, too?”
“...”
As I wrapped an arm around her shoulder and whispered in her ear, Delia's face turned so red it looked like it might burst.
I smiled softly as she gave a quiet nod.
I had a hotel booked for tonight.
And so, we slipped out of the ballroom unnoticed and immediately boarded a carriage.
In the strange silence, I handed the holy water to Delia, who had her head lowered.
Delia looked at the holy water I offered and tilted her head in confusion.
“Hyun-woo? Why this...?”
“You should drink it beforehand so you don't pass out. Unlike yesterday, I don't plan on stopping midway through.”
“...”
I gently caressed Delia's face, which was red all the way to her earlobes, and slowly lifted her chin.
Her golden eyes were trembling slightly.
As I moved closer, she shyly closed her eyes.
A smile spread across my face at the sight, and I carefully pressed my lips to hers.
We continued until the carriage stopped.
After arriving at the hotel, I took Delia's hand and headed straight for our room.
Perhaps because I'd become a celebrity thanks to the recent terror attack, I could feel eyes on me from all over the hotel.
By tomorrow, the portal sites across Europe would probably be plastered with stories about us, but I couldn't care less.
In fact, it was what I wanted.
This was a warning of sorts: don't you dare touch my woman.
Thud—
The moment the room door closed, I pushed Delia onto the bed, loosened my tie, and covered her lips with mine.
“Mmph, mmph... A-After we wash up...”
“No.”
“B-But... slurp, smooch...♡”
Continuing the forceful kiss, I skillfully removed her dress.
Perhaps because we were facing each other under bright lights, unlike yesterday.
Delia's body, now in just her underwear, looked like a work of art.
“S-Staring at me like that is embarrassing... Eek?!”
I lightly sucked on the nape of her neck.
I smiled in satisfaction as I watched the red mark slowly form.
After that, I followed her collarbone down, leaving marks on her chest, navel, and thighs in order.
As I slowly parted her legs, I saw that Delia's underwear was soaked, the slit between her clenched thighs clearly visible.
“Looks like you were looking forward to this, huh?”
“...”
Embarrassed, Delia turned her head away.
I kissed her flushed cheek and slowly slipped off her underwear.
A thin white line of fluid stretched out before snapping.
“...Sniff, sniff.”
“Kyaaak?!!”
Delia freaked out and sat up when I buried my nose in her panties and sniffed.
“W-Why are you smelling that!!”
“It smells good, though?”
“D-Don't say that!!”
Delia tried her best to get her panties back, but she was no match for me to take the treasure back.
Her struggling was so cute I considered teasing her a bit more, but I was afraid she might actually start crying.
Tossing the panties behind me, I pulled Delia into an embrace and soothed her.
“Sorry, I was just kidding. I won't do it again.”
She looked up at me with a slightly pouting expression, her lips twitching.
“...Then, can you do one thing for me?”
“A favor?”
Delia nodded slowly, then closed her eyes and offered her face to me.
I was speechless for a moment, then I kissed her everywhere—from her forehead to the tip of her nose, and then her cheeks—
before finally pressing my lips to hers, sharing our tongues and saliva.
“Smooch, mwah, slurp, slurp...♡”
The kiss continued for a long time.
As our hot breaths intertwined, I slowly laid Delia back down on the bed.
I gripped Delia's bare, pale breasts and reached my hand between her legs.
Squish—
Did she remember what happened last night?
Delia's pussy was already soaked, needing no foreplay.
Her trembling breaths made my own dick swell in response, making its presence known.
“Lia.”
“...Yes, come to me.”
Delia smiled and pulled me into her arms.
Schlorp♡
“Hngh?!♡”
As I rubbed her entrance with my head and pushed my hips forward, I could clearly feel her tight passage expanding.
The process of engraving myself onto Delia, who until yesterday had never known a man, was a continuous series of moments mixed with thrill and excitement.
Before I knew it, I was halfway in, and her pussy began to clench and unclench around my dick.
The intense heat made me gasp.
Squelch, squelch♡
Unlike yesterday, I moved my hips slowly, gauging Delia's reaction.
“Ah, aahn, ahh...!♡ Hy-Hyun-woo...♡”
The moment I met her golden eyes, filled with raw pleasure, my breath caught in my throat.
I wanted to start thrusting wildly right then and there.
Despite that, I exercised my patience and slowly began to attack her weak spot.
“Hnghk?!!♡”
“Looks like you like it here, huh?”
When I prodded the area around her cervix, Delia's hips lifted slightly off the bed.
Her passage was already quite deep, and to think her weak spot was hidden in the deepest part.
Feeling like a treasure hunter who had just found his prize, I focused my assault on that spot.
Splish, splosh♡
“Hah, ngh, hnghk?!!♡ W-Wait a moment...!!♡”
I had only rubbed her a little with my head, but a lewd moan escaped her cute lips.
Delia desperately called my name over and over, but I only moved my hips faster, as if to spite her.
Her reactions grew more intense.
Her incredible tightness was making me feel like I was about to cum as well.
Was it as if my unspent lust from last night had finally caught fire?
Like a man possessed, I slammed my dick into Delia's pussy.
Slap, slap!!♡
“Hmph, mmph, slurp, smooch...!! Nngh, mmph...?!!♡”
Along with my fierce pelvic thrusts, I tangled my tongue deeply with Delia's.
Like travelers who had wandered the desert for days craving water, we sucked each other's saliva and shared our heat.
As the feeling of impending ejaculation reached its limit, a tingling sensation shot through my hips.
“Slurp, smooch, mwah...♡ Puhaah!!♡”
Splat, splat!!♡
Her insides convulsed as my balls trembled.
“Hyun-woo, Hyun-woo, Hyun-woo...!!♡ Hngh, nngh, aahn!!♡”
I could feel Delia's body trembling slightly as she hugged me with all her strength.
Then, amidst the incredible tightness, her pussy reached its climax.
“Hnnggggh?!!!♡”
Fshhhhh!!! Fsh, fsh!!!
As her fountain sprayed against my lower abdomen, I unleashed the semen I had been holding back.
Gush, gush—
The sensation of ejaculating, painting Delia's womb white, made my vision flash white for a moment.
For a while, we remained lost in the afterglow of our orgasm and climax, holding each other and continuing to kiss.
And then, I started moving my hips again.
Until the sun came up.
