Chapter 533: Ovulation, Fertilization, Implantation
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 533: Ovulation, Fertilization, Implantation
The part of a woman's body most resistant to magic was neither the brain nor the heart, but the womb.
Scientists explained this by theorizing that humans had evolved to prioritize innate maternal instincts over individual survival.
Well, that wasn't really the important part.
What mattered was that this trait made contraceptive magic incredibly difficult to perform.
For Valentina, it was a spell simple enough to cast with her eyes closed, but with the flow of her magic power reversed, it now required a bit of time and concentration.
Thrust, thrust, thrust!!
“W-wait, just stop for a second… Hahk, ugh, ugh!!♡”
Valentina desperately tried to push Kang Hyun-woo away, but her body wouldn't obey.
Besides, lost in his arousal, Kang Hyun-woo seemed deaf to her pleas, his hips moving in a frenzy.
All the while, she could clearly feel his dick swelling inside her.
It was a sign that he was about to cum.
‘N-no…!!’
Due to their innate yin energy, the Ice Fairy tribe was one of the races that found it difficult to conceive.
But Kang Hyun-woo was a pure-blooded human brimming with extreme yang energy; his seed would undoubtedly fertilize her in a single go.
More importantly, the moment fertilization occurred, a mage's womb would forcibly draw upon the magic of her mana circle to block all external stimuli.
For an 8th Circle Archmage like Valentina, not only were all existing contraceptive pills useless, but her body would effortlessly repel most contraceptive spells as well.
That was why she needed to cast the spell beforehand. But in her focus on the magic to dull her senses, she had forgotten the most crucial step.
And the price for her oversight was immense.
Slap, slap-!!
“P-please, just snap out of it… Hahk, ugh, sob…!!♡”
Valentina struggled to push him off, but without even the ability to enhance her body, her efforts were futile.
Pinned by his powerful arms, unable to move, a vision of her future—pregnant with Kang Hyun-woo’s child—flashed before her eyes.
It was a future she could never accept.
But that future was now all but certain.
As if announcing its readiness, his dick pressed its head firmly against her cervix. He pulled her tight.
In that moment, Valentina's face turned pale.
“O-outside—”
“Kuhk…!!”
Spurt, spuuurt-!!
Her desperate plea was left unfinished.
Kang Hyun-woo unloaded his thick seed deep inside Valentina's womb.
“Ah…♡”
Her womb, which had been aching with loneliness since morning, was now filled with his hot seed.
An indescribable sense of fulfillment washed over her, and all her worries about pregnancy melted away.
Without a word, Valentina pulled him closer.
*
The sex that started late in the evening continued until dawn.
But I hadn't gained much from the Chamber Arts. Midway through, we’d devolved into a frenzy of kissing and biting.
Still, I wasn't too worried.
A single session with the Tower Lord, born with a body of extreme yin, was enough to gather all the yang energy I needed to treat Anastasia.
‘From the second round on, it was just for my own pleasure.’
Not that I was worried about the consequences.
It wasn't like I was the only one enjoying it.
‘Still, I never thought the Tower Lord would be the one to kiss me first. I guess it’s true what they say about a late passion burning the brightest...’
Early in the morning, I returned to my room and soaked in the bathtub.
I needed to wash thoroughly to erase any traces of sex before Anastasia woke up.
I'd only slept an hour or two for the second day in a row, but I wasn't particularly sleepy.
Instead, soaking in the warm water made me feel languid, and my eyelids grew heavy.
Just as I was about to close my eyes for a moment.
Splaaash-
“…Sigh. Why am I letting this bother me?”
Getting out of the tub, I recalled what had happened that morning.
Thankfully, the Tower Lord wasn't glaring at me like she wanted to kill me, as she had yesterday. She’d even rested quietly in my arms.
But that was only for a moment.
-Tower Lord?
-…
She’d stared blankly into space, completely dazed, then slowly caressed her lower abdomen before walking into the bathroom without a word.
Anyone could see it wasn't a normal reaction.
‘Damn… Did she hate it that much?’
I felt a pang of bitterness.
Then again, given her personality, it wasn't as if she'd open up to me like some schoolgirl in love just because we’d slept together a few times.
Besides, hadn't I completely ruined her first time?
I should just be grateful I was still alive.
“Sigh… Who's to blame? It's my own fault for getting off on the wrong foot.”
It was too late for regrets now.
Still, I decided to be satisfied with the fact that I could have regular sex with the Tower Lord until the curse was broken. After changing into some suitable clothes, I left my room and headed for Anastasia's bedroom.
And there, in front of the bedroom, I ran into the Tower Lord.
“…”
“…”
A heavy, indescribable silence fell between us.
I gave an awkward smile.
“Um… Shall we go in together?”
“…”
The Tower Lord still didn't answer.
She just stared at me with a complicated expression.
I had no idea what she was thinking.
The atmosphere grew awkward. I glanced around before slowly knocking on the door.
Knock, knock-
“Lady Ana, it's Kang Hyun-woo.”
-Ah…! C-come in…!
Creeeak-
The sound of the hinges seemed unusually loud today.
When I stepped inside, Anastasia greeted me with a radiant smile. With her innocent beauty, it was hard to believe she was the Tower Lord’s daughter.
My uncomfortable feeling seemed to melt away.
The Tower Lord, who followed me in, frowned as if she found something displeasing.
“Mother!”
But only for a moment. Her expression softened at the sound of Anastasia’s voice, and she walked over to sit on the edge of the bed.
“Did you sleep well?”
“Yes, I feel better than usual today, even without taking my medicine.”
“That's a relief. But you know you still have to take your medicine, right?”
It was quite a strange sight.
To think that the Tower Lord was gently stroking Anastasia's hair with the softest smile in the world.
It was enough to cause cognitive dissonance.
‘Even if they're not related by blood, a parent is a parent, huh?’
I felt a little strange.
I don't have many memories of my parents.
The shock of the accident was a big part of it, but as someone who became an orphan overnight and had to wander the slums to survive, I had no time to look back on the past.
Naturally, my childhood memories faded.
Now, I can barely recall their names.
I actually thought that if I became a mage, I'd naturally be able to remember their faces.
But just as it's difficult to recover a corrupted computer file, reviving a memory that has already evaporated was next to impossible.
It would have been nice if at least a photo remained, but unfortunately, while I was hospitalized, relatives I didn't even know the names of not only auctioned off our house but also sold off all our belongings.
I looked up their personal information to get revenge someday, but funnily enough, they apparently died after getting caught in a Gate Break a few years ago.
Seeing things like this makes me think that divine punishment might actually exist.
“Ahem, I'm sorry to interrupt this sweet mother-daughter moment, but would it be alright if we proceed with the treatment first?”
“Ah, yes!”
“…”
Oof, that's one murderous glare.
Still, she finally seemed like her usual self, which was a slight relief.
“Excuse me.”
I pulled up a chair, sat next to the bed, and took Anastasia's hand, which was so white it was pale.
The one relief was that she had more color in her complexion overall than yesterday.
Fwaaa-
Just like yesterday, I absorbed the dregs of the curse with Tam, while simultaneously infusing Anastasia with the yang energy I'd charged up with the Tower Lord's help.
As a warm halo of light spread out, the Tower Lord's expression softened slightly.
But as soon as our eyes met, her face hardened again.
At this point, I felt a little hurt.
It's a good thing I'm a nice guy; any other man would have treated the Tower Lord like a slave in exchange for saving her daughter.
I resolved to punish her with a storm of sex tonight and focused on Anastasia's treatment.
Perhaps because her condition had clearly improved, it finished faster than yesterday.
“Hoo, we're done. Would you like to try standing up?”
When I offered my hand with a friendly smile, Anastasia blushed.
I'd heard she was older than me, but perhaps because she'd been bedridden for so long, she seemed like a cute younger sister.
“E-excuse me…”
Anastasia gripped my hand tightly and carefully, very slowly, got out of bed.
Perhaps because she had no muscle in her legs, they were trembling like a newborn fawn's.
“Would you like to try moving one step at a time?”
“Y-yes…!”
She was clearly very nervous.
But her will to get better seemed even stronger; Anastasia focused all her concentration and took one step forward at a time.
After about five steps…
“Ah…!”
Just as Anastasia's feet got tangled and she was about to fall, I quickly caught her.
Held in my arms like a scene from a cheesy teen drama, Anastasia's face turned as red as a ripe persimmon.
Meanwhile, the look on the Tower Lord’s face as she witnessed this was several times more terrifying than that of a conglomerate chairman in a drama who sees his daughter’s boyfriend, snaps, and chases him with a chainsaw.
But it wasn't like I could just push Anastasia away, so I just pretended not to see it.
“Are you alright? Did you perhaps twist your ankle, or are you hurt anywhere…”
“I-I'm fine…!”
Perhaps embarrassed to be in a man's arms, Anastasia hurriedly tried to get up.
Thump-
“U-ugh…!”
But that wasn't going to give her body any strength.
There's a reason why patients who have been bedridden for a long time go through rehabilitation before being discharged.
After struggling and whimpering, Anastasia seemed to finally accept reality and rested quietly in my arms.
“I'll carry you to the bed.”
“…Please do.”
After lifting Anastasia into my arms, I carefully laid her on the bed.
I wanted to chat a little more, but looking at the atmosphere, it didn't seem like I had the luxury.
“Well then, I'll be on my way.”
“…Already?”
Anastasia looked at me with disappointment in her eyes.
“Are you… perhaps very busy?”
“Not at all. It's just that I feel an outsider like me shouldn't carelessly interrupt precious family time.”
“B-but…”
Anastasia looked back and forth between me and the Tower Lord, cautiously reading the room.
At her reaction, the Tower Lord's expression darkened subtly.
It turned out Anastasia was the kind of filial daughter who only ends up fanning the flames.
A brief sense of superiority washed over me, but it was clear that staying any longer would only lower the Tower Lord's favorability towards me, so I decided to retreat for now.
“Once the curse is completely broken, I'll come see you every day.”
“…Is that really possible?”
Anastasia's voice sank a little.
It seemed she had been anxious deep down.
‘Makes sense.’
If even I failed to break the curse, it would mean there was truly no hope left.
Pfft-
I crouched down on the floor to meet Anastasia's eye level and gently took her hand.
“Yes, it is.”
I didn't ruin the moment by adding anything else.
I just murmured softly, concisely, filled only with conviction and confidence.
And just with that, a bright smile had already returned to Anastasia's lips.
“Yes! I'll believe in you, Hyun-woo.”
“You can look forward to it.”
After that, I left the bedroom, went straight back to my room, and devoted myself to training.
Like someone in a city management game pouring their heart and soul into the placement of a single building, I ran simulations in my head over and over, figuring out how to arrange the planets in the most perfect form.
How much time passed like that?
Knock, knock-
Around the time the sunset was fading beyond the window, the Tower Lord came to my room.