Chapter 234
Chapter 234
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 234
Chapter Title: Victor's Time
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The Saintess and the Holy Knight Captain—rather than picking one to fuck myself, I'd made them decide who gets bred between them, then leisurely fucked only the winner.
What a genius idea this was. Was I actually a true genius?!
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [No, you're not!] The SD Character popped up right as I spouted that nonsense and started nitpicking me.
Of course, even as she said that to me, she was nosebleeding at the sight of Violet, who was on the verge of bursting into tears while unleashing her climax urine that Christia had received right in front of the climaxing Christia.
By the time Violet's urine stream began to taper off, I ordered Eleonora to pull Christia out from the stall where she'd been confined.
"Hngh... grrr... Th-that bastard's hands... on Lady Saintess with hands like that...!"
"How dare you overlook the fact that you came. As the winner who earned the right to enjoy Master's cock, are you already whipping the loser? What a wicked bitch."
Just like she'd done with Violet, Eleonora wrapped both hands around Christia's belly and pulled her out of the stall.
The moment Eleonora set her down on the floor, Christia rushed straight to Violet and pulled the girl—who was on the verge of tears—into her arms.
For a split second, I wondered if she was trying to escape, but Christia wasn't the type to get swept up in momentary emotions without considering the reality around her.
She pulled Violet, who was whimpering in her arms, tight against her own chest.
"It's okay... It, it'll be okay. I'll protect you, so..."
"No, that's not it... I'm sorry, Christia... I'm so sorry...!"
Christia sighed in relief that she was the one getting fucked instead of Violet, while Violet lamented and grieved the reality that Christia was getting fucked instead of her.
In contrast...
"Master, before you enjoy the Holy Knight Captain's pussy, how about a little appetizer with this Eleonora's pussy first..."
"Shut it?! You've at least tasted it with your mouth by now, and I've been busy judging and shit..."
Seeing Eleonora and big sis Urga growling at each other over who gets fucked by me in a whole different sense made me sigh involuntarily.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [But you said you liked those bitches like that!] But now wasn't the time to focus on Eleonora and the others bickering.
As the host of this Pussy Fish Game, it was time to grant the winner her prize.
"The winner of the inaugural—and utterly vulgar, depraved—Pussy Fish Game, where the loser loses her virginity to my cock, has been decided!"
"Hic...!"
"Fine... fuck me all you want. You think that puny little dick of yours can break my will...?"
The mood was already like a funeral, and when I rubbed it in right there—'Christia's the one getting fucked by me now?'—Violet lifted her tear-streaked face from Christia's chest and spoke to me.
"I'll do it! I'll, I'll offer my purity, so please... Ah?!"
Christia grabbed Violet's pale shoulder as she earnestly begged, then suddenly pushed her slightly away from her embrace.
She coldly turned her back on the girl, glaring at me with axe-like eyes as she walked toward me.
Her face was that of a female knight resolved to be defiled, lamenting that she no longer had the right to hold or touch the Saintess now that she herself would be dirtied.
"Carry me. As this game's winner, I'll take the Saintess's place in your arms."
"Christia...!"
"Do it here if you want. Anywhere's fine. Fuck me quick—fuck me as many times as you like. Creampie my pussy... my, my pussy as much as you want. I don't care if I get pregnant. No—flood my womb with your semen, your filthy lust, until you knock me up."
"Hic...!"
Before Violet could object again, Christia strode right up to me, spread her legs wide in Eleonora's signature sow pose, and used both hands to spread her silver-furred pussy wide open for me to see.
Violet collapsed to her knees on the spot, unable to hold back her tears, and began sobbing.
But Christia clenched her teeth and refused to turn back, determined not to let all her resolve crumble in an instant now that she'd steeled herself.
"Hmm... something's off."
"...What?"
"What's with that face? Sure, it was a bit messy, but as the winner, shouldn't you be reveling in the joy of victory? Why the long face like you're chewing shit?"
"Shut up... you know damn well...!"
At that moment, Violet began bawling outright.
'Was it obvious?'
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Yep, totally obvious!] As if refusing to let her nitpick now, Christia waddled forward like a duck and brazenly spread her silver-furred pussy wide open right in front of me.
"Or is it this? Now that you're actually gonna fuck the Sword of the Goddess, you're chickening out?"
"Th-that's not it. There's just something that really bugs me."
"..."
Yeah, go on and speak—Christia's eyes seemed to say that to me.
"Why are you pretending to be a female knight?"
"I don't know what you're talking about. If not a knight, then what am I...?"
She started to snap back at me arrogantly, but then realized her slip-up and clamped her mouth shut.
"Right, what was it you said when you first came here? All that talk about becoming a sow, but only saying it when it suits you—yeah, that's what pisses me off."
"Misunderstanding! I am a kni-knight! Y-your sow knight! A sow knight's still a knight, right?"
"...What?"
Fearing that admitting she was a Holy Knight Captain would put her at my mercy to rampage, Christia hastily called herself a sow knight.
Violet's sobs grew even louder at that, but Christia just bit her lip and didn't turn around.
And then,
"Sow knight... Oh ho... sow knight, huh..."
"L-Lady Eleonora...?"
My loyal sow knight captain Eleonora—who couldn't just let those words slide—stopped tussling with big sis Urga and rushed to my side.
"I told you not to call me 'Lady,' but... hm, if you're a sow knight serving the same Master, then it's fine. No problem at all."
"..."
Ever since her fall, Eleonora had become a wanton sow whose depravity knew no bounds.
Not content with slapping 'sow'—that filthy word—before the title of knight she'd once prized her whole life, proving her absolute loyalty to me and her own corruption,
she went further, claiming that nudity itself was the uniform of a sow knight, always ready to spread her legs joyfully,
truly strutting around naked without a stitch on her body,
thus satisfying her exhibitionist fetish while cradling the pride, confidence, and lewdness of a sow knight captain in those massive tits of hers.
Christia seemed slightly relieved that Eleonora hadn't reacted strongly to her quick thinking, instead flashing a satisfied smile and jiggling her own breasts.
But,
"So why does a sow knight like you have two masters in her heart? Got anything to say about that?"
"Guh..."
So that's how you play it?
Not just any knight, but Eleonora—who, before her eyes went cock-blind and she betrayed everyone to call herself a filthy sow knight, had been renowned above all for her loyalty to the nation and her nobility.
By uttering the word 'knight' in front of her, Christia had tied her own noose and stepped right into the perfect position for a noose.
"Speak, sow knight. Why serve two masters?"
"..."
No matter how insincere the words, she couldn't admit betraying Violet right in front of her, so Christia stayed silent. Eleonora pressed her own tits against Christia's massive rack and spoke.
"Or did you just spout some bullshit to weasel out of a pinch and mock Master?"
"...N-no, it's not... I, I'm...?!"
Eleonora knew full well.
That Christia had just blurted out whatever to get past the moment.
Normally, I'd stop her and snatch the opening she'd made, but this time I handed the reins to Eleonora—slipping my hooked middle finger into her asshole like a leash to signify my special permission.
"Hngh... S-suddenly... Khm, fine... If you didn't mean to mock him, then you're just inexperienced. As Master's first honored sow and sow knight captain, it's only right that this Eleonora teaches you the proper mindset and posture of a sow knight directly."
"Guh..."
As Christia bowed her head, thinking of the humiliation before her loyalty standing right behind her, Eleonora immediately said to her,
"Oh? Already craving Master's cock? Makes sense—that's why you mercilessly shoved your piss into the Saintess who offered to take your place."
"How dare you insult me—grk?!"
"Christia?!"
A flash of silver something-or-other, and suddenly Christia clutched her pussy and collapsed to the ground.
And in front of the seated Christia, clutching her crotch, stood Eleonora holding a clump of silver something in her hand.
Without even glancing at Christia, Eleonora shoved Christia's silver pussy hairs up to her own nose and sniffed.
"Hmph, what a filthy stench for a virgin. What were you imagining while fingering your own pussy?"
"Christia!"
"I'm fine! I-I'm okay...!"
Eleonora unceremoniously flung the pussy hairs into the wind, then gazed down at Christia talking to Violet, pondering for a moment before
suddenly turning to me with an apologetic glance.
"Wh-where?"
"She called for you."
"You knew that?!"
Too lowly a sow to dare ask her Master to come over verbally, she'd signaled with her eyes instead.
As I approached, my cock still dangling and shivering from the cold breeze, Christia and Violet—who'd been fretting over each other—both gasped in unison.
Eleonora immediately knelt beside Christia and said to her, as her pupils quaked at the cock dangling before their eyes,
"Kiss Master's cock."