Chapter 65
Chapter 65
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 65
Chapter Title: The Emperor
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Nuzzle nuzzle.
Luna, nestled in my arms, rubbed her cheek against mine.
Why is she so cute?
"Aiden. Shall we do it one more time?"
"Again... Again?"
"I want to go one more time."
Usually, Luna cums a ton, but today I unleashed a massive load.
"No way. If I do any more, I'll die."
I'm not kidding.
Every drop of semen squeezed out of me, my urethra's burning like fire.
"Hmm... I want to see that pleasured look on your face some more."
Her, clinging to me all night, relentlessly targeting my weak spots.
I grumbled, remembering it all too well.
"Fine. I prefer taking the lead anyway."
Luna poked my cheek.
"Hehe, I love when your eyes glaze over."
"I don't like it, though?"
I grumbled curtly, and she beamed at me.
"But it was good today, right?"
I gave a small nod at her words.
"Yeah..."
It'd be a lie to say her near-obsessive actions didn't feel good.
"Still all sticky inside."
That's when I remembered just how much I'd dumped inside her today.
Probably the most since our first time together, excluding that day.
"Oh? You think it'll be okay? Pregnancy?"
Luna's brow furrowed slightly at my words.
"Not sure. It is a dangerous day, though..."
My heart plummeted.
"It'll probably be fine. Like last time?"
I made a troubled face as she grinned brightly.
"If there's a kid, it'll be illegitimate."
"Huh? You won't marry me?"
Her eyes bored into me, brimming with icy killing intent.
"No? Even if we marry, I'm not an independent lord yet—status mismatch, right? That's what you said."
Her actual words, straight from her mouth.
She answered with a faintly bitter look.
"That's true... But I can't make it illegitimate. If it happens, I'd have to give up my title."
Isn't this way too unplanned?
She giggled as I stared at her with that thought.
"But being able to marry at all is something, right? You might not get it coming from the East Continent, but nobles and commoners usually can't marry because of family opposition."
Ah... So Luna has no family to oppose her.
The head of House Valmore is Luna.
Sure, there's my uncle, but strictly speaking, he's beneath her until she dies.
"Hehe, sure, the kid might not become Grand Duke, but that's still better than illegitimate."
"Uh... Can't we just use contraception or pull out?"
She blushed and smiled shyly.
"Hehe, I want to... but every time, I just don't wanna pull out."
Is this really the same ice-cold woman from before?
"Then hurry up and wash off. You said it's sticky inside."
"Hmm... True."
Her red eyes gleamed with seductive allure.
"But just one more time."
"Ah..."
Luna settled between my legs and lavished my thoroughly wrung-out cock with her mouth.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Emperor Leopold de Savoy of the Empire.
The continent's mightiest hegemon, ruler respected by all.
He harbored one not-so-secret secret.
That was...
He was a severe case of erectile dysfunction.
Running the empire meant grueling schedules and endless stress—practically an occupational hazard. But the real issue was that his condition was the empire's worst-kept secret.
'Damn... Feels like everyone's mocking me.'
The former empress's affair with a eunuch had utterly shattered his pride as a man.
And with it splashed across every tabloid...
The humiliation fueled more stress, worsening the dysfunction until his member refused to rise at all.
-Your Majesty. Grand Duchess Luna Valmore of the Grand Duchy has sent a gift.
"Bring it in."
The emperor had heard plenty about the female grand duchess of that poor, barren duchy.
Stunningly beautiful, an exceptional swordswoman, commander, and honorable knight.
But...
'What gift from the woman my son's head over heels for?'
He'd proposed marriage before, only for her to refuse.
He wondered why she'd send him a gift now.
Their relations weren't particularly warm or hostile.
The Grand Duchy's knight knelt before the emperor.
He paid his respects, then carefully presented a bottle of liquor.
"This is Yin-Yang Wine, a medicinal brew from our recent reclamation efforts. Grand Duchess ordered it sent for Your Majesty's health."
The emperor rose at the knight's words.
"Medicinal wine?"
"Yes. Seeing how it fills drinkers with vitality, Her Highness commanded it be offered to Your Majesty."
Elves brewed mystical elixirs, so the emperor nodded, pleased.
"Is that so? A loyal vassal thinking of me. Loyalty recognized, as they say."
His chamberlain nodded with a satisfied smile.
"Your Majesty, as a Swordmaster, the Grand Duchess knows the body well. This is leagues beyond market swill. Why not sample it now?"
"Excellent. Fetch a cup."
A gift from the grand duchess.
Surely a gesture for better ties. The emperor felt buoyant.
Remote as they were, scant contact before—this was a chance to foster it.
And perhaps mend things with the crown prince too...
"Here, Your Majesty. Have a taste."
The chamberlain poured the Yin-Yang Wine into a cup and handed it over. The emperor sniffed it appreciatively.
'Even flattery aside, tough to call this pleasant.'
The vegetal grassiness and earthy tang grated.
'Medicinal brews are like that, no?'
He drank.
Rich alcohol hit first, followed by oaky notes and bitter herbs. Hardly delicious.
"Oho, just drinking it floods me with energy. Convey my thanks to the grand duchess."
No instant effect, but he exaggerated for the knight, genuinely grateful to Luna. The knight bowed.
"Yes, I shall."
The emperor watched him go, mood elevated.
'Luna Valmore, was it? Young, but she suits me.'
Then, back to duties.
About an hour after the Yin-Yang Wine...
Leopold felt bewilderment.
His long-dormant loins stirred at mere fabric friction, hardening rigidly...
'What in the...?'
Forgetting chamberlains and servants, he blankly peered inside his undergarments.
"Your Majesty? Wh-what is...?"
"Kyaa?!"
Ignoring the shock around him, he confirmed it—eyes widening in astonishment.
"Im... Impossible."
His manhood stood proud and vigorous, like his early twenties.
He yanked up his pants and bellowed as he strode out.
"Guards! I retire for the day."
Straight to the bridal chamber.
After executing the cheating ex-empress and wedding a new one, Leopold hadn't consummated yet.
'Finally! The wedding night!'
Only his new empress filled his mind.
"Maria! I'm here!"
"Y-Your... Majesty?"
The blonde young empress, barely twenty.
Over twenty years his junior, but...
Political union for the houses, right?
The emperor strode to her in shock.
He tossed her onto the bed.
"Tonight, we make up for our belated first night."
Thus, a blissful night after so long.
As Emperor Leopold's fevered mind cooled, he gazed at his soundly sleeping empress, lost in thought.
'Heh, feels just like my twenties. But... why?'
Everything identical to yesterday—why this sudden vigor?
The only difference...
'That medicinal wine?'
He shook his head.
'Nah, no such miracle brew exists. This is divine mercy for me and the empire.'
With that, he drifted into peaceful slumber.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Secretary Aiden! No Yin-Yang Wine at the auction?"
"Skip the auction—sell direct to us. We'll pay handsomely."
"Secretary Aiden! My son..."
I smiled at the crowd packing my office.
"Everyone pleased with the Yin-Yang Wine?"
"Pleased? It's a miracle from the gods!"
"Supply us? Top dollar."
I waved them down calmingly.
"Easy now. First off, we only have fifty bottles in stock."
Once negotiations wrap, we'll snag exclusive rights to the orcs' Yin-Yang Wine.
Heh... Raking in cash will be effortless.
The merchants' eyes sparkled.
"Ooh! A miracle! Miracle!"
"Ongoing production?"
"Sell to us! The fifty, and funnel future sales through..."
"Outta the way! We got here first! Sell to us and we'll..."
As my office grew rowdy, I addressed them.
"All fifty go to auction. Exclusive sales rights will be announced once contract terms are finalized."
Figured that'd quiet them.
-BAM!
My office door flew open violently, more merchants pouring in.
"Secretary Aiden! Sell us the Yin-Yang Wine!"
"What the hell?! We were first!"
"You bastard! We're Vayren Merchants!"
"So what?! We're Peterson Merchants!"
A smile crept across my face as the merchants pointed and bickered.