Chapter 853
Chapter 853
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 853
Chapter Title: The Tyrant for You
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I returned to the battlefield, having captured Morgana.
In the short time I was away, the population density exceeding a million had dwindled to less than fifty thousand. The desert was dyed red, and hills formed from corpses had piled up.
"Your Majesty! That woman...!!"
"It's Morgana. She happened to be right here. This must've been the Slade Empire's last gambit."
"......"
Morgana, gripped by her hair, glanced up at me before lowering her eyes again.
I turned my gaze to the man kneeling before Luteon. It was the Sultan of Slade. His right arm was gone, blood trickling from his mouth. Exhaustion was etched into his face—he looked twenty years older than when I'd last seen him.
This time, I looked toward the enemy lines. Amid the piles of beastkin corpses on the sand lay a massive black body. The great demon summoned by the warlocks.
The battlefield's situation came into sharp focus in my mind. The Sultan must have somehow slain the great demon alongside his soldiers. But the cost was the annihilation of his army, and his own capture. Even if left alone, the Sultan would die.
I climbed onto the palanquin and sat in the chair. I pulled Morgana onto my lap. Gripping her hair roughly sent her purple locks into disarray, but rather than ugly, it exuded a decadent allure.
She was a born enchantress who could bewitch any man. That's how she'd once manipulated the late emperor from the shadows, bending the Bellacarose Empire to her will.
I tore her wine-red evening dress.
Riiip!
It must have been enchanted with magic, but it meant nothing to me. Milk-white breasts jiggled into view. The nipples at their tips were a pretty pink. Watermelon-sized tits that didn't sag an inch. It was astonishing—how could these belong to a woman who'd borne two children? I spread my fingers as wide as possible, activated Sexual Sensitivity Boost, and grabbed her breasts.
"Hnnngh!"
Morgana swallowed hard, reacting. I kneaded her breasts slowly. Flesh bulged between my fingers. Perfect bounce and softness. Top-grade tits.
"Better than your daughter's."
"......"
Morgana tried ignoring me. She knew her reactions brought me pleasure. But it was futile. From now on, Morgana was my plaything forever.
"Emperor of Bellacarose."
The Sultan called out to me.
"Does the defeated have words for Us?"
"Harsh words. As you say, I am but a loser. But since it's the end, can't you grant a sultan his due respect? I am the Sultan of Slade. You're not planning to execute me anyway, are you?"
"Very well. Sultan of Slade, for your station, We shall grant a measure of mercy."
I licked the nape of Morgana's neck. Her nipples were already hard and erect. Pinching and twisting them made her waist arch and twist in response.
"Haak, heuk... Hnng...!"
Morgana's body shuddered as she let out moans. Her nipples tormented to the brink, she'd reached a light climax. Wrinkles formed between her brows, her face flushing red. She felt shame.
"......Incredible. To think Morgana would react like that."
The Sultan spoke. His eyes hadn't left Morgana since earlier. I could sense his sordid lust for her. He was ensnared by Morgana.
'From the looks of it, he never got to fuck her.'
Morgana wasn't promiscuous. She craved mental pleasure over physical. She loved toying with people. Power was just a tool for that. Sons, daughters, parents—she'd discard them all for her own sake.
Poisoning the original male lead's mother wasn't for power. She was just a maid, powerless. The sole reason was to watch the male lead suffer. That's why she spared him despite chances to kill.
'I figure she enjoyed forming the alliance, pulling strings from the shadows—right up her alley.'
But now, Morgana was just my plaything.
I stripped off the evening dress precariously clinging to her waist. Bare skin. As expected, she wore no panties.
"Heh. So that's why Ophelia's pussy was hairless. Can't expect the daughter to have any when the mother's bare too."
Morgana's mound was smooth, not a single hair. Shockingly, her pussy was a pretty pink. Labia slightly plump and parted. Virgin-tight pretty.
Squelch.
Already wet, my finger slid in easily. The walls clung to it eagerly.
"Hnn!"
Squelch squelch.
Massive gushes of nectar flowed with each movement. My cock nestled between her ass cheeks, grinding slowly. Firm buttocks and warm body heat. Perfect foreplay before the main act.
"Emperor, I have a request."
The Sultan's gaze fixed solely on Morgana's pussy.
"What?"
"The wish of my lifetime. Just once is enough... let me have Morgana."
The front of the Sultan's pants bulged impressively. Seemed sizable.
"Denied."
I rejected him outright. Morgana's pussy was mine. I gripped her waist, lifted her, and thrust my cock into her pussy.
"Haaaaah! Hak, hiiik!"
Squelch squelch squelch.
Holding her waist, I moved her slowly up and down. The glans battered her cervix; labia stroked the shaft. Her erect clit looked lonely, so I pinched and twisted it with my fingers.
"Hiyaaaaah!"
Morgana threw her head back with a cat-like wail. Her head rested on my shoulder. I gazed into her slightly glazed golden eyes and her ecstasy-drenched expression.
Her beauty rivaled Ernel's, but more than that, the woman who'd given me so much trouble strangely tugged at me. Maybe this was that "hate turns to affection" thing.
'...Not that I hate her. The woman she killed wasn't my real mother anyway.'
I did as I pleased. I covered her thrown-back mouth with mine.
"Mmph... Mmm. Hnnng...!"
Lips ground together, tongues entwined. Hers responded dutifully to mine. At some point, Morgana's demeanor shifted.
Slurp. Smack... Slurp.
Her supple arms pulled my head down, sucking my tongue fiercely. Gulp. Her throat bobbed. Swallowing my saliva. And she started moving her own hips. Her waist undulated like a serpent, sensual.
My left hand supported her lower belly, right kneaded her ample breast. I felt myself sinking deeper into her.
'Her intentions are transparent. Seducing me with her body.'
What Morgana wanted wouldn't happen. She was the slave, I the master. That never changed. This was just playing with her.
"Haang, hnng... You really like my body, huh? Can't let go. Is this fitting for the great Emperor?"
"Heh. Cheeky bitch. Think I don't know you've cum twice already?"
"You just targeted my weak spots like a coward."
I snapped my hips up.
"Haaaang!"
Morgana reacted violently. Her pussy clenched, nectar spraying. Even as she climaxed, I kept thrusting.
Thud!
A dull sound killed the mood. I paused the sex and glared at the source.
The Sultan was slamming his forehead into the ground toward me.
"Great Emperor! Grant my request! Just once! Just once, let me put my cock in Morgana's pussy!"
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The Sultan bashed his head. Sand didn't mean it was soft—big mistake.
I looked down at him briefly, then asked Morgana.
"Why's the Sultan acting like that? Anyone can see it's not normal. Did you cast a spell on him?"
"A spell? No. You think a man like that falls to mental magic? Even if I were a dragon, impossible."
Morgana was right.
The Sultan was the desert's strongest warrior. Wielding aura blades meant top-tier mental fortitude.
"Sane and still doing that? Why?"
"He's that smitten with me. Facing death, he wants to hold me at least once. Hnnng."
As I stopped, Morgana rocked herself.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The Sultan bashed again.
"Reminds me of old times. Your father knelt and headbutted the ground too, just to hold me once. How laughable he looked, offering the empire's treasures and licking my shoe tips."
"The late emperor did that? Heh. Makes sense for an incompetent fool. You'll lick my feet."
"Haang... You're making me feel so good... Won't you cut me some slack?"
Squelch squelch.
Mm. Her coiling pussy tempted me to relent. Her natural full breasts were a plus too.
"Emperor!! I know you're seeking the Earth Mother God! If you grant my request, I'll tell you everything I know about her!"
Earth Mother God.
I'd scoured everywhere for traces, but found none. Even the Heavenly God Church knew little.
"You know about the Earth Mother God? I heard your beastkin were cast out by her."
In this world, all intelligent races except humans were born of the Earth Mother God. Beastkin were born of her but betrayed her, losing her blessing. Humans began with the Heavenly God.
"We've regretted it ever since. We've endlessly sought her to apologize and beg forgiveness."
I listened to the Sultan while eyeing Morgana bouncing on me. To my silent question if she knew, she shook her head.
"I don't care about gods."
"......We'll hear you out. Speak, Sultan."
"Emperor, promise me. If I tell you about the Earth Mother God, you'll let me have Morgana."
The Sultan stared straight at me. Blood streamed from his forehead.
"Fine. We promise. Speak."
"Emperor, do you know of the Land of Beginnings?"
"Land of Beginnings? No."
"Where the Earth Mother God was born. They say she overlooks all lands from there."
"Stop circling. Get to the point. Is the Earth Mother God in this Land of Beginnings? Where is it?"
"The south. The primordial land was in the south, expanding over time into the continent."
"The south... You mean the Mailroad Kingdom."
"Yes. The Land of Beginnings refers to the Mailroad Kingdom."
"Explains why the elves are her fervent followers. With her in the kingdom, they have no choice. Is the Mailroad Queen the Earth Mother God?"
It was possible.
Mailroad's dynasty unchanged since the first, only women ascending the throne.
Novels often had gods masquerading as humans to influence nations.
"A strong hypothesis. But we thought differently. The Mailroad Queen is merely the high priestess serving her—a subordinate. Past Sultans of Slade begged the Queen for info on the Earth Mother God, but she sealed her lips on the matter. Unnaturally so. We believe only the Queen knows her exact location."
"So, capture and torture the Mailroad Queen, and we'll find her."
"Yes. I've told you everything. Now, her—Morgana—let me have her. My cock's about to burst."
"Is that so? Ours... already has."
I shuddered, ejaculating deep inside Morgana's pussy. Pop. My cock slipped out, white semen gushing from her pink hole.
I spread Morgana's pussy wide with my fingers.
"Service special. Good view of Morgana's pussy? Top-tier famous utensil."
"O, oh! Emperor! Now let me taste Morgana too..."
"Can't do that."
Kaboom!
A thick bolt of lightning crashed from the sky onto the Sultan.
"Gaaaargh! Y-You bastard... L-Lying, aren't you ashamed of the emperor's name...!"
"Heh. Everything is permitted to Us. Even lies. I'll fuck Morgana for your share too, forever. Die."
Lightning kept striking; the Sultan perished on the third.
"Emperor. You're worse scum than me."
Morgana sneered. I stood, placed her on the chair in doggy position.
"Shut it, cumdump bitch. Your role is to squeeze Our cock with that cheap pussy."
Splash!
"Haang! Haaaaang! Ang!"