Chapter 430
Chapter 430
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 430
Chapter Title: Reborn as the Plum Sword Guard in the Count's Family
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"Dairan, is your voice trembling with embarrassment? Haha! Don’t you worry; I’ll take good care of you from now on. As I told you before, it was love at first sight. We’re going to be a magnificent couple. What do you say we hold our wedding on Pirate Island the very day you're inaugurated as an Executive?"
"Pfft... heh heh heh!"
Remor finally lost his battle to keep a straight face, his laughter cutting through the air. I glanced at him, wondering if the bastard was about to blow our cover and ruin everything.
"Remor? I don’t recall saying anything particularly humorous."
woong’s tone plummeted, a heavy, suffocating atmosphere settling over the room. Yet, Remor’s smirk didn’t waver; he merely stifled the audible laughter.
"You expect me to stay silent when you spout something as insane as a wedding on Pirate Island?"
"Remor, I am dead serious. The wedding will be on Pirate Island. You’re on board with that too, right, Dairan?"
"Yeah... I agree..."
Dairan stammered, biting her lower lip. My hand was already beneath her shirt, tracing the curves of her breasts. Under my touch, she was already showing signs of intense arousal. I leaned in, marking her neck with a lingering hickey as I teased her.
"You heard her, Remor! She and I are getting married on Pirate Island! You’ll be our witness—hell, why don't you officiate the ceremony while you're at it?"
"Why not? Sounds like a riot. I’ll do it for free. Heh heh."
Remor laughed, his eyes darting between Dairan and me.
"I never expected you to be this cooperative! I can’t just sit still now. I’ll contact the other Executives immediately. Dairan, let’s make it happen in a week."
"Eek... a whole week...?"
"Honestly, if it were just us Executives, we could do it in three days. But this day marks both your inauguration and our union. It must be grand. We’ll gather every pirate under our banner and declare it to the world: that you are my woman, and I am your man!"
I was genuinely dumbfounded by his denseness. From my perspective, however, this was a golden opportunity. It meant a chance to wipe out the entire Pirate Alliance leadership in one fell swoop.
"Mm..."
I silenced her with a deep, searing kiss, our tongues intertwining as I continued to fondle her.
"Dairan?"
At his call, I pulled back. Her tongue lingered for a fraction of a second, seemingly reluctant to break the contact.
"...What is it?"
"Your voice cut out suddenly. I thought something was wrong."
"I was just... taken aback by the talk of marriage."
"I understand. It’s sudden. But I want to claim you as mine as soon as possible. I want every pirate to know you belong to me. Heh. Just the thought of it is thrilling."
"...I don't know. It’s so embarrassing... Mmph..."
"Huh? What’s going on over there?!"
I had cut her off again, claiming her mouth in a vacuum-like kiss that left her breathless.
"Dairan?!"
At his persistent urging, I pulled away again. Dairan subconsciously licked her lips, her eyes dazed.
"Sorry, woong. A bug just flew into my mouth. These lands are crawling with them."
"Yeah, the mainland is filthy with insects. Happened to me once too."
"..."
I ran my hand through Dairan’s crimson hair.
"Dairan, we’ll be husband and wife soon. Don’t be shy—say it yourself. I’m your man... and you are?"
"I’m..."
Dairan looked at me, her face flushed crimson, but she didn’t look away. Our gazes locked, heavy with unspoken tension. I cupped her cheek as her lips parted.
"I’m... your woman."
She threw her arms around me, pulling me into a fierce embrace. This time, she was the one who initiated the kiss, her passion catching me by surprise.
"Hearing you say that... my heart is pounding. I wish I could hear it face-to-face..."
Dairan and I were far too lost in each other to care about his sentimental drivel.
"...Dairan?"
"Looks like she’s busy dealing with that 'bug' in her mouth right now," Remor interjected, covering for us with a lie. He wasn't doing us a favor out of kindness; he simply found the irony of deceiving woong too entertaining to pass up. Regardless of his motives, his intervention was useful.
"Still dealing with it? Was it some kind of poisonous wasp?!"
"Nothing dangerous, don't worry. I’m keeping an eye on things. I'll step in if she needs 'help.' Heh heh."
"(Thud!) Damn, the ship just hit a sea monster. I’ll see you in a week on Pirate Island! My love, Dairan!"
The connection finally went dead.
Even so, Dairan and I didn’t stop. We shared a long, breathless kiss before finally pulling apart.
"...Remor. I didn't expect you to have our backs like that."
"Heh heh. Don't thank me. I just do what amuses me. You’d better treat me well from now on. If I get bored, I might just let woong in on your little secret. Heh heh heh."
"You won't spill it before I become an Executive, right?"
"Where’s the fun in that? I’ll stay quiet until the knot is tied. Don't worry. Heh heh. After that? Who knows."
"..."
After that? It wouldn't matter. By then, the Pirate Alliance would be ashes, and I’d have woong enslaved and shipped off to the Aoji Mines.
Dairan ordered the female pirates to stand down and led the way back to her cabin. I followed close behind. Before we knew it, we were tangled together on the captain’s bed. The air was thick with heat as we stripped away each other's clothes with frantic desperation. Just before I removed the final silk covering her most intimate spot, I paused.
"Why the sudden change of heart? Why decide to be my woman?"
"...Maybe I figured sailing the seas as a member of the Navy under you wouldn't be so bad?"
I smirked at her. She averted her gaze, muttering an excuse.
"...I don't know. I just felt an impulsive urge to belong to you."
"That sounds more like the truth."
I slid off her panties, finally taking in her naked form. She was breathtaking—a masterpiece of curves and lush skin.
"Don't stare so much... is there something wrong with my body?"
"Wrong? No. You’re perfect."
I leaned down, my lips finding her nipple. Even that slight touch made her entire body shudder.
"Hngh..."
I took both her breasts in my hands, kneading them as I tasted her. There was a faint, exotic saltiness to her skin that only fueled my hunger.
"Haah! H-hey, do you plan on staying there forever? Hnng."
I let my tongue trail lower.
"...I have something to tell you. I’m... I'm a virgin."
"Oh? And?"
Dairan covered her mouth, her face turning a deep shade of red.
"...Please, be gentle."
My eyes widened. I never imagined this fierce pirate queen could sound so vulnerable. She had likely heard horror stories about a woman’s first time, but she had no idea who she was dealing with.
"I’ll be gentle. But first..."
I moved to taste her, my lips exploring her most sensitive depths.
"Haaaah! D-do you have to do that? It’s... it's not for tasting."
"It’s perfectly clean. Besides, if I do this for you, you’ll return the favor, won't you?"
She stiffened for a moment before nodding tentatively. I didn’t waste a second. I moved into a 69 position.
"Gasp... you’re... you're too big."
"Just the tip. Focus on me."
I began to work my tongue with precision, spreading her labia and activating my Sensitivity Enhancement. When my lips closed around her clitoris, her entire body went into a violent convulsion. She climaxed instantly.
"Haa, haaah!"
She was dazed, but she didn't stop. She reached for me, her movements hesitant but eager as she followed my instructions.
"That's it... focus on the underside... right there."
Her skills improved with every passing second. I let myself enjoy her effort for a moment before shifting back. I moved between her trembling legs, spreading them wide.
(Thrust).
"Wai— haaaaaang!"
There was no more waiting. I drove into her in one smooth motion. Her maidenhead gave way, a small amount of blood marking the sheets, but the pain was quickly drowned out by a wave of pure pleasure.
"Haha. Dairan, you’re a natural at this."
"...Hah, flattery won't... hnngh!"
"You asked for gentle. I’ll give you gentle."
To me, gentle meant slow, agonizingly deep movements. I leaned forward, pulling her body flush against mine. With the Sensitivity Enhancement active, the full-body contact was overwhelming.
I pulled out slowly—agonizingly slowly—until I felt the tip almost escape.
"Auuuuuuu..."
Then, I pushed back in, filling her completely. We stayed like that for two hours, lost in a rhythmic haze of heat and sweat.
Dairan looked half-melted, her tongue lolling out as she drifted in a sea of overstimulation. She wasn't even making coherent sounds anymore—just soft, broken whimpers.
I sat up, looking down at where we were joined. The bed was a disaster—a mix of sweat, juices, and the remnants of her first time.
I grinned, seeing her clitoris standing erect and swollen. I began to thrust with a normal, rhythmic pace, my hands gripping her heavy breasts.
"Squelch, squelch."
I reached down to rub her clitoris as I moved inside her.
"Haaaak!"
Dairan snapped back to reality, her eyes flying wide as she looked down at the ruined bed and our connected bodies.
"Wh-what... hyaah... what is this...?"
"Isn't it a bit late to ask, considering how much you were enjoying yourself?"
"Enjoying...? I... haaak!"
I lunged forward, my weight pinning her down as she writhed under me, her massive breasts swaying with every heavy thrust.