Chapter 45
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 45
Chapter Title: Taming the Imperial Princess's Pussy (1)
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Right where the demon realm bordered the empire's front lines.
I set foot in the fortress guarding that place.
Not even a month after visiting with Hilde, here I was again.
"Quartermaster? Never heard of the rank, but if Her Highness vouches for you, we'll welcome you aboard."
The commander guiding us to the warehouse.
He was the front-lines supreme commander and margrave to boot—his stride was every bit as bold as you'd expect.
His gaze toward me wasn't exactly friendly, though...
"Margrave of Schwarzwald, keep today's sights under wraps from everyone. Anyone who spills will face the ultimate punishment."
"Pardon? What on earth... Hngghhh!!!"
"Up you go."
'CooXman Uncle's here~.'
Thud— Grain sacks piling neatly in the dusty warehouse, one after another.
The total came to a full ton.
The commander's eyes toward me changed in an instant.
"What in the world is this."
"This is the blessing of Yi Hyun, the 'Quartermaster' responsible for the empire's entire logistics."
"Damn it, Yi Hyun!! I like you!!!"
And then—squeeze—
His muscled arms wrapped around me and wouldn't let go.
Luckily, his chest was soft and pillowy, so it didn't hurt...
Whoa, my feet dangling like this. Felt like getting reverse-piledrived by a tough big sis.
Would've been terrifying if he were a futanari.
"Phew... I could haul way more than this normally, but Her Highness talked me down. Said a sudden surge in supplies might tip off the demons."
"More than this?!"
"No limits on weight or volume, apparently. Can't store living things like old subspace magic, though."
"Unlimited!? Then the empire's got no business falling!! Truly a nation watched over by the goddess!!!"
"......"
'Dude, put me down first if you're gonna talk.'
If I popped a boner like this, would he take responsibility and jerk me off?
Nah, judging by his reactions, he'd probably just cheer me on.
One noblewoman was enough to mess up my family tree—didn't need more.
As I thought that, my feet finally touched down.
Thanks to the princess.
"I appreciate the sentiment, but curb the excessive contact. It could come off as a honey trap."
"A brute like me pulling a honey trap...? Pfft, fine, understood."
"Sigh."
'Was just about to blow my load—crisis averted.'
I scurried right to the princess's side.
Mentally belted out the national anthem to cool off.
Stumbled after the first verse, so I stuck to that.
It was meant to kill my erection,
"Yi Hyun, feeling dizzy? Side effect from using your blessing?"
"Gah!! M-maybe I hugged too hard!!"
"Huh? No, that's not it."
"Guess you need a quick rest. Margrave, any empty VIP rooms?"
"Might be dusty, but I'll have the troops clean it spotless!!!"
"Uh, sure."
And that's how it went down.
Just how high had my value shot up?
It was awkward all around.
Not that I refused.
"Your Highness, I'm really fine..."
"Even I could use a break, so no more fussing."
"Y-yes, ma'am."
Truth was, I had no say in it.
So, yeah—time to rest up.
That left me alone in a fairly posh room with just the princess.
'Kinda awkward.'
"Your Highness, I'll go hunt outside."
Time to farm contribution points.
Grab that nagging 1-point Intelligence boost, pick up some other skills.
Then bag more girls with 'em.
I started to rise with that in mind, but
"You think I'd send you somewhere that dangerous?"
"Pardon? I'm pretty strong now."
"Your value is beyond... Hah, never mind."
Riiiip.
"Spend that time squeezing out my pussy juice instead."
In that instant—whoosh—
The princess yanked down her pants.
Her pussy waved hello like, "Hi! I'm pussy!"
I sat down with a casual, "Yo, long time no see."
When duty calls, you answer.
Squelch.
"Planning to bestow your blessing on the people here too?"
"Yes. If time allows, not just knights but the rank-and-file soldiers as well."
"Gonna need a lot then. Won't you get tired?"
"Producing pussy juice is nothing. These folks risk their lives defending the empire—how could I balk at such a trifle?"
Damn, that was one hell of a cool line.
But kinda clashed with her pussy getting fingered.
Moved me to tears.
From my dick, not my eyes.
'Keep this up and it'll be chili pepper candy.'
"I'll do my humble best."
Gotta wrap this quick and go monster-hunting.
With that thought, I raised a few fingers.
Planning a full-on finger-fest Waterbomb Festival,
"Take it slow. Plenty we need to discuss."
"Huh?"
"That blessing—how exactly does it work? That sword energy isn't part of it, right? And how can you use the Rosenthal family blessing?"
"Uh, well."
Sudden interrogation vibe.
Not helping the pussy get wet, Your Highness.
"The sword energy? Seems tied to my rifle—er, dagger. Nobody else can use it, though."
"The Rosenthal blessing..."
"Guess the goddess granted it 'cause I love Lady Blanc so much!"
Sword energy from the rifle hack, Blanc's blessing yoinked via sex.
Pure, unadulterated facts.
The princess furrowed her brow.
"No way... Nah, couldn't be. If you fell for me, you'd wield the imperial blessing too?"
"Maybe? But I'd never dare."
"Never crossed your mind? I could make you my consort."
"A knight like me couldn't dream of such disloyalty."
"Not even hours into knighthood, and your tongue's silver already."
And then, glance—
She shot me a look.
Unlike before, it carried a steely resolve.
"———What if I ordered you to love me?"
"Pardon?"
"I mean, what if by imperial decree I named you my consort?"
"Uh, well."
'Is this a confession nuke?'
My value had skyrocketed for real.
She was itching to lock me down.
'Can't say yes, though.'
"If you're doubting my loyalty, don't worry. I'm not going anywhere."
A-grade recruit response right there.
No plans to desert.
Suck honey from the 2nd Knights, smash monsters for points, buy sex skills, fuck more girls.
Dripping with sincerity.
"If I ever turned traitor, Lady Blanc wouldn't let me off easy, right?"
Not enough? Name-dropped Blanc too.
Peak 150 IQ right there.
Even the princess gaped in admiration.
"...What was I thinking, entertaining such notions for a pure soul like you? I'm too far gone."
"Gone how? Your pussy's spotless."
"Ears too sharp for your own good. That was to myself—ignore it. And forget you heard."
"Got it."
Her eyes got a bit weird, but problem solved. Good enough.
Back to pussy-stirring.
My mind was already on the battlefield.
"Then let's hurry..."
"No rush. More to discuss."
"Huh? Like what?"
"My pussy juice."
"......"
Was set to finger-bang till my fingertips blistered, but she kept piling on talk.
"What's with the pussy juice?"
"Your duties ahead are heavy. Dragging you to the palace every time for this would be a hassle."
"Mm. Can't you do it yourself still?"
"Tried everything, but it only flows right with you."
"Hmm."
So that's her dilemma.
I pondered seriously.
Too busy dodging Blanc for sneaky fucks.
Couldn't bounce to the palace willy-nilly.
So she needed to be her own pussy juice dispenser, but...
'Stone Curse plus altered common sense—makes sense it won't flow solo.'
Physical pleasure?
Pre-me, she was a 2000+ masturbation no-orgasm statue.
Mental arousal?
To her, this was just holy water production.
No excitement there.
Her nectar only from my caress skills...
[—H-hey, where you looking?! Don't stare!!]
Freeze.
'Wait a sec...'
A scene flashed back.
Our first meeting—her weird embarrassment.
Why so shy?
My dick-sense knew the answer instantly.
"Your Highness, ever let another guy's hands down there?"
"Never but you—no one's seen but Mother."
"Why? Another dude's hands should've worked fine."
"Dunno... Felt wrong, super embarrassing. Still kinda is."
"Oho."
Shame's still kicking.
'Makes sense—altered common sense varies by person.'
Take Silpi.
Hers was extra mild.
Blushed weird during baths with me.
If the princess was like that?
Instinct screaming "shameful" even bare?
'Exposure training jackpot?'
"My brilliant brain says shame makes your pussy juice flow."
Short think, swift act.
Proposal time.
Her eyes widened.
"Shame?"
"Yep!"
"Showing pussy shameful? It's for the blessing—totally normal."
"Varies by person. I get shy if caught singing solo."
"That's not the... Hah, whatever."
"Let's test it. I'll step out—you strip and stand by the door."
"S-strip?!"
"No one's watching, right?"
Kept nudging.
Best shot at mental thrill for her,
"30 minutes tops. No results, I drop it clean."
'30 mins could net 100 points.'
Planning to farm either way.
Win-win.
150 IQ. Born in Three Kingdoms era, I'd hang with Zhuge Liang and Sima whoever.
Shoulders popped proud.
'Sima something, anyway.'
"What say you?"
"Hm."
And the princess...
"...Fine. Let's try."
"Wise choice!"
Volunteered for exposure training.
'No ring through the nose, and unlocked pussy fountain! Genius confirmed!'
"I'll step out!"
Contribution points demolished today, for real.