Chapter 222
Chapter 222
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 222
Chapter Title: Reborn as the Plum Blossom Sword Master in the Count Family
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"Do you masturbate often on a regular basis?"
"W-Why do you ask?"
"Just curious."
Squelch, squelch.
The fingers plunging into her pussy slowed down. He'd sensed it was about to reach climax. Rather than letting her finish too quickly, he wanted to tease her more.
Squelch.
He pulled his fingers out of her pussy and held them up in front of Floy. She averted her gaze upon seeing them coated in sticky, transparent love juices.
His hand returned to her pussy. Without inserting, he toyed with her labia majora. Her left labia majora was large and plump, making it feel great to play with.
"Be honest. Tomorrow might be our last day."
"Hah... I-I don't do it that often. Though lately, the frequency has increased..."
Squelch.
He thrust his index and middle fingers back into her pussy. This time, he moved them slowly.
"How often lately? Once a day?"
He pressed his lips to the nape of Floy's neck. He started sucking, leaving kiss marks.
"N-Not that much. Once every two days or so. Ahng."
"Is that because of me, by any chance?"
"......"
"I told you to be honest."
"Hoog?!"
Squelch!
He shoved his fingers all the way in. Her pussy was quite deep.
"...P-Probably."
This was expected. Thanks to the Lucky Pervert Amulet's effect, he used Arousal Boost every time something lewd happened. Floy had been involved with him especially often. Her sexual excitement had risen because of him, so it wasn't strange for her to masturbate more.
"You masturbate by putting your fingers in your pussy, right?"
"Y-Yeah. I put my fingers in... and shake them. Haaahng!"
Since she'd been honest, he rewarded her by making her pussy cum once. She threw her head back. She ended up lying with her head on his left shoulder.
"Haa... haa..."
"Professor's masturbation versus my fingers—which do you like better?"
"...Your fingers. It's... completely different from masturbating."
He turned Floy's body, changing their position. Facing each other while seated. He buried his face in her ample breasts and sucked on her hardened crimson nipples.
"Ah... aaah..."
Floy grabbed his shoulders. His erect cock pressed against her lower abdomen.
'Her temperature's rising... but she hasn't noticed.'
He slowly leaned forward.
Floy shuddered once as her back touched the cold floor.
He reached for her thick bush. The brown hairs tangled like vines.
"Professor has a lot of hair down there. You don't trim it?"
"W-What do you mean trim the hair there...?"
Whoops. This wasn't the real world. Distinguishing reality got tricky during sex.
"Ah... I just overheard it somewhere, but these days women trim their pubic hair."
"I-Is that so? I wouldn't know."
"I don't mind. Hair is like a personal style. What matters is the pussy."
He gripped his cock and rubbed it against her labia majora.
Gulp.
Floy swallowed hard upon seeing his cock. She'd checked its size and tensed up considerably.
"I'm putting it in."
"...Okay."
He grabbed her hips with both hands and thrust his cock in all at once.
"Heok...!"
Floy threw her head back, mouth agape. He waited for her to adjust.
"No hymen, Professor. Did you break it masturbating...?"
"No! It tore when I was practicing horseback riding as a kid."
"I figured you'd say something like that, Professor."
He began moving his hips.
"Haa... aaaah!"
Squelch, squelch.
Floy's pussy accepted his cock without issue. It was tight and hot. Each time he pulled out, the cool outside air hit his cock, making him want to thrust back in immediately.
Plap! Thud!
"...Kuh! Ahk!"
After pistoning roughly, he soon started cumming inside her pussy. Of course, one ejaculation wouldn't make his cock shrink.
He stared at her intently.
"W-What?"
"Professor, you picked up the sword young to become a knight."
"I wanted to be like my parents. But why bring that up now...?"
"Do you still want to be a knight?"
"......"
He reached out, caressing the scar on her left cheek, urging her answer.
"This might be the last time—tell me the truth."
"...Yes. I thought I was content as an academy professor... but I still want to be a knight."
He pulled his cock out of her pussy and helped her stand.
"Professor Floy. Even if just for this moment, become my knight."
"You... You want me to swear loyalty to you?"
"Yes. I'm a baron. But I don't have a single proper knight. One reason I came to the academy was to find knights for myself. But not one caught my eye. Except one. You, Professor Floy."
"...We'll die soon. What's the point?"
There was a point.
We wouldn't die. And with Floy's personality, she wouldn't take back a loyalty oath made here.
"It matters to me, even if not to others. Floy Lambrey—become my first knight."
"......"
She straightened her awkward stance. Then knelt on one knee before him, head bowed.
Semen dripped from her pussy. He forced his gaze from her pussy to her face.
"I am Floy Lambrey, daughter of Duke Lambrey. I am a sword and shield honed over long years. From now on, I shall be your sword and shield. As your sword, I will punish all your enemies. As your shield, I will protect you from all foes. I swear my loyalty with my soul."
Nowadays, a knight's oath was just fancy rhetoric. Plenty broke theirs. Soul-sworn knights were outnumbered by mercenaries loyal to coin. Many betrayed or left when unpaid.
But for Floy, this oath wouldn't be light. Without this situation, he never would've accepted it.
"I am Baron Eugene Prucker, noble of the Rapelli Kingdom and lord of Tebra Territory. I accept your oath. I shall clean my sword stained with enemies' blood in glory, repair your shield that guards me with honor. And I shall never discard the scabbard. I engrave your oath upon my soul."
Floy looked up. Doubt filled her eyes. Because of the sudden "scabbard" mention.
He ignored her and did what needed doing.
He grabbed his rock-hard cock, tapped her shoulder once, then poked her forehead.
Floy stared at him in shock.
"T-The scabbard... you don't mean...?"
"Floy. The ceremony isn't over."
"What do you... what do you mean?"
"I, Eugene Prucker, commence the knighting ceremony. Kneel on both knees."
"......"
Floy, puzzled, knelt fully upon his serious tone. She'd already sworn, making him her lord.
"Floy. Prove yourself with three kisses. First the glans, second the balls, third the anus."
"...Y-You're joking..."
"No joke! Now, my knight Floy, the time of proof. Kiss my glans to prove your courage!"
He held his erect cock to her face.
Floy looked at him with a complicated expression. Seeing his earnest gaze, she sighed and complied.
Floy kissed the tip of his glans.
Mwah.
"Kiss my balls to prove your nobility."
Her soft lips touched his balls.
Mwah.
"Now prove your loyalty."
He turned around, spreading his cheeks for her. He felt her breath on his ass.
"......"
Floy hesitated obviously. But she soon squeezed shut her one good eye and pressed her lips to his anus.
Mwah.
"I confirm your courage, nobility, and loyalty. Come here, my scabbard."
He pulled her up and immediately thrust his cock into her pussy.
"Hng! Haaaah?!"
"My scabbard is so warm."
He lifted her thighs with both hands, supporting her body, and began pounding.
Splash! Splash! Plap!
"Ah... haak! Hak... grr... haaaang!"
"Floy! Answer honestly! How is my flesh sword?!"
"A-Amazing. My lord...! Hng!"
"Tighten your pussy more! Hurry!"
"Uuuung!"
Floy clenched her sphincter. Her pussy's pressure spiked instantly. He grinned satisfiedly and thrust deeper.
Orgasms continued.
"Haaaang! Hng! Aaaah... aaaaaah!"
For two hours, they fucked nonstop. The uptight knight devolved into a bitch howling in ecstasy.
He conquered her in every position. Now, he had her against the wall, one leg over his shoulder, pounding her flushed pussy relentlessly.
"Hng. M-My lord... w-wait...!"
"You're my scabbard. Sheathing a sword is natural."
"N-Not that... haaaang!"
Floy tried pushing him away. But after endless orgasms, she was exhausted. She couldn't.
"Insolent. Punishment."
He pinched her clit and twisted hard.
The reaction was explosive. Her vaginal walls quivered, eyes rolled back near fainting, then refocused.
"Nngiii!! N-No...!"
"No what...?!"
Whoosh.
Warm yellow liquid sprayed from Floy's pussy, splattering his side. It pooled on the floor.
"A knight pissing on her lord's body?"
"Ah... aaaah..."
Floy shut her eyes in defeat. Her pussy kept leaking.
'...Come to think of it, she hasn't been to the bathroom properly for hours.'
Suddenly, he felt the urge to pee too.
"Fine. This'll be part of the knighting ritual too."
He started peeing inside her pussy.
"Uuung?! S-Suddenly hot... no way...!"
"Not a scabbard—a toilet. Toilet Knight. Or a Toilet Knight Order... nah, weird name."
He planned to build a knight order around Floy. Impossible now, but preparation would yield results in years.
'Toilet Knights... abbreviated as Toiknights... too weird.'
He stared at the pooled liquid, then nodded.
'Golden Rose Knights! Knights scattering yellow rose petals!'
He moved Floy to a spot without the stench and resumed fucking.
'I need to break her completely, so she can't forget me even outside!'
If she passed out midway, he'd wake her and continue.
"Aaaaaah!"
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20 hours later.
"Master Eugene! Are you here?!"
Yuria's voice came from above. No surprise—this was part of the plan.
"Yuria! We're here! Get us a rope and clothes!"
"Yes, Master! Right away!"
Yuria's presence vanished. This charade avoided suspicion. No slacking on the "last day."
"Floy!"
He shook Floy's shoulder. She lay collapsed, breathing raggedly.
Her body from head to toe was covered in white semen. Not a pretty sight, even politely.
"Floy! Wake up! The maid's here! We survived!"
Floy's body twitched.
"Cough!"
She coughed up semen pooled in her mouth. Her right eye opened. No focus in her pupil.
"Ah... m-my lord's cock...! Cock...! Coooock...!"
Her scream made his face stiffen.
......Did I go too far?