Chapter 217
Chapter 217
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 217
Chapter Title: Reincarnated as the Plum Blossom Sword Master in a Count's Family
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After returning to the dormitory, I listened to Yuria's report and fell deep into thought.
She had failed the mission I'd assigned her, but I had no intention of blaming her. There was nothing to be done against an ancient blue dragon. Yuria had handled it wisely.
'Priscilla's interference...'
I hadn't anticipated Priscilla getting in the way.
From what I'd heard, she spent almost all her time holed up in her lab except when giving lectures. Investigations into her background—where she came from, what she'd done before the academy—had turned up next to nothing.
Aside from being known as a climate manipulator and Charnel's mentor, there was virtually no information on her.
'...Priscilla was right. I thought about this too lightly.'
Demons craved impure mana like addicts, so I'd figured it would draw one out easily.
The plague demon Hephle, whom I'd contracted with Bella Huthris last time, had taken the bait and revealed itself.
But even a little serious thought showed why that had worked from Hephle's perspective. If things went south, it could just kill Yuria.
'The situation here is different. There are professors and combat-capable students everywhere.'
A demon shows up? It gets attacked on sight.
Plus, one sneaky enough to hide from a dragon's eyes had to be at least upper-rank. Unlike beastly low-rank demons, it could likely control its greed for impure mana.
'If an upper-rank demon fell for impure mana bait, demons would already be doomed. I have to admit my plan was flawed.'
I let out a sigh.
It might even be for the best that Priscilla caught her. Otherwise, it could've just alerted the demon lurking in the academy.
'A demon that evades even Priscilla's eyes. If it senses someone hunting it and hides properly, we're out of luck.'
Priscilla believed there were no demons.
That was a bit different from the typical dragon reaction of demon hatred. Even accounting for individual personality differences, if someone claimed there was one, she'd probably check it out.
'Priscilla asserted there were none. That means she's already swept the academy once. Probably using magic.'
She lived for research. She'd have rooted out and eliminated any potential threats early on.
'She investigated personally and concluded no demons threatened her in the academy. That's why she's holed up in her lab.'
Then Yuria pops up claiming a demon's hiding? Dragons are arrogant beyond measure. No way she'd admit missing something.
I snapped out of my reverie. I was lying on the bed, and Yuria was still standing beside it.
"Good work, Yuria. The plan was my mistake. Luring a demon with impure mana doesn't hold up under scrutiny."
"I'm fine. What will you do about the hidden demon?"
"Finding it would be ideal, but... I don't have a good way. If even a dragon can't sense it, it's probably specialized in hiding. It might've even fled the academy after noticing her presence."
"I'll look into methods."
"No need. It's not like we have to catch it. Just act normal. How's the library?"
Yuria had been going to the library lately. As my servant, she could use it thanks to help from Ruby, the librarian.
"There are many magic tomes with knowledge on spells, and they're proving very helpful. I'm photographing their contents for records. They'll surely become a great asset someday."
Magic tomes wouldn't help in the real world. This world's magic and real-world magic were entirely different systems.
"Could you teach magic to the mansion maids?"
"Yes. I've found basic tomes. Once back, I'll select talented maids and teach them."
"Sounds good. Magic-using maids. What about you, Yuria?"
Yuria's magic was limited to shadow magic. It was a special secret art; you couldn't learn other magic until reaching archmage level.
Even after, other magics were only half as efficient.
But shadow magic's power more than compensated.
"It's helping a lot. Lately, my shadow magic feels like it's advancing rapidly."
"That's great news."
As I spoke, I threw back the bedsheets. My naked body was fully exposed, not a stitch on. I patted the spot beside me, and Yuria stripped off her maid outfit in seconds, as if waiting for it.
She finished undressing and tidying in under ten seconds, then slid into bed beside me. I fondled her breasts and pussy while licking her nape.
"Ah... Mm."
I pinched her slowly hardening pink nipples between my fingers.
A sudden question crossed my mind.
'...What research is Priscilla doing at Goldway Academy? Why here instead of her personal workshop?'
She didn't appear at this point in the original story. She showed up later, when demons got active and fought Kyle.
'Something I did must've influenced this...'
Too many possibilities.
Top two: the slave market incident in Baylor City, and encountering Bella Huthris—contractor of the plague demon and Pantheon member.
'Even Yuria becoming my maid might've played a role.'
My countless butterfly effects were twisting the original plot.
'The original might become useless down the line.'
I pushed aside thoughts of Priscilla.
Asking her directly wouldn't get answers, and sneaking into her lab was too risky. Best to ignore each other for now.
"Yuria, your bush has grown a lot. I can feel the fuzz against my palm."
I covered her mound with my hand and moved slowly. The soft, plentiful silver pubic hair brushed my skin.
"Yes. Haah... As you commanded, Master... I haven't trimmed at all."
"What do you want, Yuria? Trimmed or not?"
"My pussy belongs to you, Master, so do as you wish. ...Ah."
I spread her labia amid the silver hairs and slid my index finger into her entrance. Her walls clenched as always. I added my middle finger, stirring inside.
Squelch, squelch.
"Haa... Haht!"
"Then... we'll shave it when we get back to the mansion. For now, the bushy pussy's fun. You'll miss it by the time we leave."
"Y-yes... As you command, Masteeer!!"
Yuria's body arched like a bow. I'd targeted her weak spot relentlessly, pushing her to climax.
"What, Yuria? Backed up? You came too easily."
"Hoo... It's been a while since just you and me had sex..."
"True."
We mostly did 4P with Rizel and Kelly, or at least 3P. Lately, Ruby came over evenings, so one-on-one was rare.
"Alright. For Yuria today, I'll go all out."
"Pardon?"
I brushed her side-swept hair aside and licked her ear.
"Aahht..."
One hand gently caressed her pussy. Usually I'd ram in and wreck it, but not today. Even if it took all night, I'd melt her with slow, sticky sex.
"Haa... Haahng...!"
I lifted one arm to her armpit and pressed my mouth there. As expected from her hygiene obsession, it was pristine. I licked, then trailed to her breast. Her full tits sagged enticingly sideways.
My tongue lapped the underside, circling to the nipple. I swirled the areola, then suckled the bud.
"Hnnngh! M-Master! Yuria's... c-cumming! Cumminggg!!"
Her hips bucked. Her body shuddered. Pussy juices splattered the sheets.
I pulled my fingers out, and her back finally hit the bed. I shook them; they made sticky sounds.
"Haa. Hahat...?!"
I didn't stop licking her body. From nipple to underboob, side to navel.
I drilled my tongue into the deep indent like a miner.
"Hauk!"
She reflexively grabbed my head. Navel play after so long got a bigger reaction than expected.
I teased it, then moved lower.
I spread her thighs wide. No resistance.
My tongue passed her juice-soaked silver forest to her twitching private spring.
First, I lip-nibbled her pink inner lips, flicked her clit with a pointed tongue. Juices gushed.
"Aaah!? Stop now... Hnnght... Put your cock in! Master!"
I ignored her, focusing on her pussy.
Clit, inner lips, tiny urethra, cock-hungry hole. I licked and teased nonstop. Sometimes nipping her clit lightly or scraping her walls with a finger.
"Aa... Aaaah! Haaaang!"
Over two hours of relentless cunnilingus left Yuria sprawled, twitching sporadically. Eyes glazed, drool from her mouth, ragged breaths.
"Haa... Haang..."
I admired her sopping pussy. It felt scorching, sheets soaked like a spilled bucket.
"Yuria. Now I'll put it in."
"F-Finally, cock-sama arrives..."
Her gaze fixed on my dick, rock-hard and leaking precum after over two hours.
I pressed it to her slick folds. Her hypersensitive pussy twitched at the touch.
"If it's too much, we can stop."
I could finish with Rizel or Kelly.
"N-No! My pussy's your exclusive cocksleeve—use it anytime. No, thrust it in now... Please..."
Half-mad with lust, she babbled.
"Cock belongs in the cocksleeve, after all."
I thrust my hips.
Squelch.
I buried to the hilt, parting hot, sticky walls.
"A... Aaah...! This feeling... This is what I wanted... Haaang!"
"Worth tormenting your pussy for two hours. Hotter than usual."
I slowly withdrew. Walls clung tighter, reluctant.
"Hnnght! Ngah!"
I gripped her thighs and pistoned.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
She clutched the sheets, taking my cock.
"Master! Hauk! Inside...! Deepest spot, cum there!"
She sensed my impending release and begged.
"Obviously. I always creampie."
Her legs locked around my waist, trapping me deep.
Shuddering in orgasmic bliss, I gazed down. Sweat-slicked, her face was stunningly lost in ecstasy.
"Yuria. You're beautiful."
"Ngh..."
Her walls rippled, squeezing harder. I rocked slowly and added,
"Yuria. I've always thought it—you being by my side is a blessing."
Her pussy clenched more.
Part playful reaction-testing, part truth. Without her, things would've been tough. The mansion wouldn't run smoothly.
"And... among all the pussies I've tasted, yours is the best."