Chapter 836
Chapter 836
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 836
Chapter Title: The Tyrant for You
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"Prime Minister."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"It seems Ernell Raist has something to say to me. I'll meet her alone. Bring her to me shortly."
The prime minister's face stiffened.
"Y-Your Majesty... Lady Raist... W-why do you wish to summon her...?"
The prime minister was flustered.
The daughter of Duke Raist.
Her status was no ordinary one. In this empire, the rank right below the emperor was that of grand duke. Especially the north, barren and teeming with monsters, boasted exceptional military might. There was even a joking saying that the northern grand duke could wage war against the empire single-handedly.
What worried the prime minister was that I might force myself on Ernell. If the north raised an army, the empire would plunge into a long civil war. Even if the Raist family lost, the empire would suffer greatly from the northern monsters.
Of course, I was confident I could pacify the north.
"Nothing for the prime minister to worry about will happen. I simply wish to speak with Lady Ernell."
I had every intention of devouring her. Even the northern grand duke couldn't stop me.
The prime minister looked at me with concern but couldn't block me.
Arriving in the reception room, I sank into a plush chair and pulled out my smartphone.
A breast enlargement potion that grew women's chests and a hair growth tonic. Both tempted me so much I wanted to take them back to reality.
'The hair growth tonic is secondary, but I absolutely have to take the breast enlargement potion.'
I knew it wouldn't work, but I still tried putting the breast enlargement potion into my inventory. It was just too regrettable.
I spent the points and added it to my inventory. The breast enlargement potion went in.
'Success!'
I checked my points. Before entering this world, I had fewer, but after a few settlements, they'd piled up.
'100 of them cost 300 points... so I could take over 1,000. Prioritize the breast enlargement over the hair growth.'
The hair growth tonic also cost 3 points.
Just in case, I tried Arondight. It required a whopping 20,000 points. Considering its effect, that made sense.
'With just Arondight, no magic can touch me...'
Knock knock knock.
"Your Imperial Majesty. Ernell Raist has arrived. I heard you summoned me."
"Enter."
The door opened, and Ernell strode in confidently. Her long silver hair swayed with each step. But her red eyes showed no tremor. She covered her chest with one hand, bowed toward me. Her breasts were a slightly larger B-cup than most other women.
'Even B-cup, it's on the smaller side.'
I felt a fresh thrill.
Few women could stand before me, the emperor, without trembling.
"Do you know why I called you here alone?"
"I have heard Your Majesty favors women. It must be my beauty that caught your eye."
"Such confidence. Do you truly think your beauty that exceptional?"
"...I possess two things superior to others. One is my status, the other this body. I am confident my beauty is the empire's finest."
I stared at Ernell. From head to toe, there was no flaw. Her claim of being the empire's best wasn't arrogance—it was fact. The only woman who came close was Ophelia.
"You know well what I want from you. I like you. Speak freely."
"...Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Coming to me without fleeing... that's what it means, yes?"
Ernell gripped her fan tightly. Her hand trembled. Not from anger. She feared me. She just hid it well.
"......Your Imperial Majesty is as good as a god."
"I am human."
"Yes, human... yet also divine. All imperial subjects believe so. Who could doubt Your Majesty after you single-handedly annihilated Harmel's 300,000-strong army? Even my father, Duke Raist, fears you. It was the first time I saw him fear anyone."
"......Was your coming here at the duke's behest?"
"No. Father wanted me to stay in the north. I insisted on coming to the palace."
"Interesting. I can guess what you want."
"Your Imperial Majesty."
Thud.
The fan dropped from her hand to the floor.
"Great Emperor. All in the empire belongs to Your Majesty. Even if it's a person."
Swish.
Her black dress slid down, revealing her figure. A body meticulously maintained for beauty. Flawless skin, pink nipples atop small breasts, fresh and vibrant.
No fat on her abdomen, hips wide and alluring ass. Regrettably, black panties hid her most intimate place.
"Be they commoner or noble, none can defy Your Majesty."
"You're right. My command is absolute. You're no exception. Since I desire you, you shall be mine."
"Yet, Your Majesty... even if you take me by force... you cannot have my heart."
"True. But do I need your heart?"
"Do you not want all of me?"
I knew what Ernell wanted.
Power.
Denied succession solely for being a woman, she craved absolute authority.
In the original story, that's why she approached the protagonist. She tried seduction with her stunning looks, but the protagonist was a tyrant not swayed by beauty. A workaholic tyrant sleeping four hours a day. He yielded his heart only to the heroine.
'How could he push away a temptress like this? Must be the heroine's that amazing. Looking forward to seeing her myself.'
Ernell approached slowly.
A cheap ploy. I could just take her here. But I hesitated. Her face, so like Yuria's, stirred greed.
"...I see. I want all of you. How do I claim your heart?"
Ernell stopped. Just out of reach.
"Empress."
She said it casually now, thinking her ploy worked. A faint smile on her pale red lips.
"Grant me the seat beside Your Majesty, one overlooking even the northern grand duke. In return... I offer all of me. I will love Your Majesty alone."
As she spoke, she removed her panties and shoes. Now utterly naked. My gaze naturally went to her crotch. Beneath silver pubic hair like her head, a tight pink pussy.
"Very well."
My cock sprang up. I undressed. Ernell tensed.
"But I cannot make you empress right now."
"...Why?"
"You know the difference between empress and you."
"......"
"Don't be too disappointed. Since I fancy you, I can give you the seat—but not yet. When I'm certain of your love, I'll make you empress. Until then, we're engaged."
"......"
Ernell frowned. Even pouting, her face was beautiful.
"Not to your liking?"
She had no choice. She should be grateful for the chance.
"...Fine. But proclaim to the entire empire that I'm your fiancée. Hold the engagement ceremony by month's end."
"A month? We'll do it tomorrow. Satisfied?"
"Yes, Your Majesty. I... no, this servant is pleased."
Just getting engaged to Ernell earned Tyrant Points. I could guess why. She had stunning looks but a notoriously vile personality in high society. Extravagant by nature, she'd torment maids who displeased her. Even if they suicided, she wouldn't blink.
'The author's note called her the empress who'd ruin the country.'
The tyranny she'd wield in the future would be my Tyrant Points. Because her power came from me.
"Ernell. Come here."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
She took a step forward. In that short step, her dignity shone. The poise only high nobility possessed pleased me more.
I sat her on the table, gripped her thighs, and spread her legs. A clean, pretty pink pussy. It smelled like fragrant roses.
I touched her tight slit with my thumb. Pressing her clit made her body jolt.
"...Ah, nngh...!"
Parting her labia revealed her hymen and tiny hole.
I took her hand, pulled her into my arms, and sat her on my lap. My erect cock slapped against her thigh.
"Ah... Your Majesty. Won't you just do it?"
"That wouldn't be bad, but you're to be empress. For your first time, let's take it slow."
I cupped her cheeks and kissed her. Her lips trembled at the sudden kiss, eyes widening, breath entering my mouth. Soon she closed her eyes, focusing on the kiss. Tongues and saliva mingled.
Thump thump.
I felt Ernell's heartbeat pounding.
Smack, slurp. Kiss.
Continuing the kiss, my other hand fondled her breasts and pussy. It was getting wet down there. Slowly moistening.
Her breasts were a disappointment. What they called small B-cup was barely bigger than A-cup.
'Good thing I have the breast enlargement potion. It's a miracle item.'
I wet my hand with the pink liquid and applied it to her breasts.
"Hic! W-wait, Your Majesty. This is...!"
"Breast enlargement potion. To be my wife, you need fuller breasts. I'll make them bigger for you."
The potion absorbed into her breasts. They grew larger. Not just the mounds—nipples and areolae swelled proportionally. It forced growth, not implants.
"Ah, haah...!"
"Does it hurt?"
"...No pain. Just ticklish and stinging, surprised me. But... if my breasts suddenly grow, people will think it's strange...!"
"No need to mind others. They should mind you. If any dare act rudely... I'll kill them myself."
"......"
Ernell smiled silently. My words clearly delighted her.
From B-cup, she became H-cup thanks to the potion. She looked down at her new breasts awkwardly, not entirely pleased.
I loved it. I grabbed, kneaded, sucked, and savored them.
"Your Majesty... likes big breasts, I see."
"Yes. Big ones are my taste. Oddly, all women in this world have small ones."
I kissed and sucked hard on her nape.
"Hic... Y-Your Majesty... engagement tomorrow... marks on my neck...!"
"Proof of my favor. Be proud."
"Haa, haaang...!"
Ernell clamped her thighs. My hand between them felt the pressure. Her body twitched in spasms.
Then strength left her, slumping into me. I spread her thighs again, raised my left hand. Fingers drenched in her juices.
"I can't hold back anymore."
I sat her back on the table and stood.