Chapter 416: A Duel Far From Honorable
Raipelth's eyes shook violently as her armor was torn away effortlessly by Urga's hands, ripping apart like paper being shredded.
Was she flustered because the heirloom armor passed down through generations in the royal family was being destroyed like a mere sheet of paper?
Or was she bewildered, wondering if the armor being mercilessly shredded by Urga's hands was actually made of paper?
Neither.
She had considered those possibilities, but this was the battlefield—armor getting damaged was commonplace, no matter the circumstances. Especially against Eleonora's rival, the barbarian princess; it would be stranger if her own armor remained intact.
Of course, she had expected it to dent or crumple, not rip apart like paper with a rrrip-rrrip—that was a bit outside her predictions. But what truly rattled Raipelth to her core was the sight of herself reflected in Urga's obsidian-black eyes beyond the shredded chestplate:
The moment the breastplate tore away, her massive tits bounced out as if waiting for their cue.
She didn't need to ask why. Urga's words from moments ago flashed through her mind, and Raipelth glared at her with humiliated fury, shouting,
"Kill her! How dare you subject me to this humiliation!!"
"Since we couldn't strip that bitch, let's at least make our queen majesty go full bald-pussy to get some revenge! Those kingdom fucks owe us big time anyway!"
"Stop it! I said stop right—ugh, ughh...!!"
"Mother!!"
No matter how she struggled, there was no shaking off this beast—the only one who could match Eleonora, a woman even Eleonora wouldn't confront head-on in terms of raw strength.
With all the armor protecting her upper body—save the gauntlets—ripped away, Urga suddenly blinked as if spotting something.
"Huh? Well, look at this..."
"Ugh... G-get off me right now?!"
"Can't do that! You're reacting so nicely, why would I—huh? What the—"
Hiiing-!
"Bucephalus!!"
"That's the queen's horse's name... gyaaah?!"
Even with her tits exposed, the queen hadn't shown shame—until now. Her face twisted with humiliation and embarrassment like a mudflat exposed at low tide, delighting Urga. Just as she grabbed Raipelth's resisting wrists to pin them above her head,
A silver-armored white steed, gleaming like a valiant knight's mount, charged fiercely with thundering hooves to rescue its master from Urga's intimidation.
True to its name meaning "bull's head," Bucephalus headbutted Urga—who was utterly engrossed in tormenting Raipelth—sending her flying. Raipelth mounted her faithful steed,
And Ariel, who had been batting away elven arrows, rushed to her mother's side, now in a wretched state.
"Are you alright?!"
"Yes, just... a bit embarrassing aside from that. And you, Ariel? Any injuries...?"
"I'm fine! But this insolence toward you, Mother...?!"
'I showed her my shameful parts...!'
'To go half-naked in a place like this...?!'
They were genuinely worried for each other, yet their faces burned hot for some reason. With her armor shattered anyway, Raipelth decided to prioritize distance from Sin Seon-dong and his group, pulling away.
But only for a moment.
Hiiing-!!
"Ugh, it's... blocked?!"
"A barrier!? It wasn't just to block our vision?!"
Instinct told them the path ahead was sealed. Bucephalus halted, stamping anxiously, as an incomprehensible force-field touched their hands.
"Don't tell me... we have to take them down..."
"And it's just us here..."
The kingdom's knights panicked at their queen and princess being isolated, moving to help—but soon they were locked in bloody combat with the holy knights swinging live blades, making even that impossible.
Raipelth, who had been covering her tits with one hand, dropped it—now wasn't the time for that—and gripped the reins again.
"Looks like we'll have to handle this ourselves."
"Or just hold out."
The problem was whether their power could overcome that overwhelming force...
The red-haired mother and daughter first kept their distance, steadying their ragged breaths.
Raipelth's Defense Has Dropped!!
"Aaang! Nnghhhuut, my pussy feels so gooood... Master, your cooock...♥"
Meanwhile, Sin Seon-dong swiped aside the screen window in front of him while enjoying Violet's pussy as she shook her hips, clutching her tits. The bronze-skinned warrior returned to his side.
Squelch, squelch.
So engrossed was he that Urga widened her eyes at the milk puddle underfoot and the thoroughly soaked bed.
"Still going at it? I go fight, and you're pounding some other bitch?!"
Not only left her behind, but dirtying the bed too!
Urga raised her hand as if to smack Violet,
But paused.
"Nnguuut, ooook...♥"
"More like, this slut's moaning like a total whore. This was a saintess?"
Now fully devoted to her desires, perhaps?
Urga muttered inwardly with fresh jealousy at Violet grinding like mad, squeezing her tits for pleasure with each bounce, and Sin Seon-dong's cock swallowed by another pussy right in front of her own.
'I could do that too if my tits lactated!'
That flat-chested bitch got all his affection just for squirting milk.
After mentally chewing out Violet, she glared at Sin Seon-dong—her turn next.
'It's all because you won't knock me up! If you had, I'd be the one riding you now!'
Less than half a year since they met; even if impregnated on first sight, no milk yet. But jealousy-blinded Urga wouldn't consider that.
Sensing her blatant envy, Sin Seon-dong teased,
"What's wrong? She's cute. Why the glare? Wanna fuck me?"
"W-who?! Just—y'know!"
"Know what?"
"There's that! I-I didn't think 'don't pick her clumsy pussy over my better one,' so don't get weird ideas?!"
Obviously she was desperate for him, Sin Seon-dong chuckled. Realizing her slip, Urga shrieked,
"S-stop laughing! Again?! Wanna get punished!!"
"I've got one too."
"What?! Spill it! You thought it, didn't you?!"
The honest barbarian princess hid her desires; the pure saintess betrayed all for lust, shaking her ass in return. How could it not be amusing?
To soothe her, Sin Seon-dong smacked Violet's ass.
"Shake your hips right! You said you'd make me feel good, but I'm not, you're just enjoying yourself!"
"Aaang! First time! It's my first pussy sex, so every grind presses my womb and it feels so, so gooood...♥"
Lost in cock-lust, Violet bowed her head at his words and smack.
'Ughhh... just a bit more and I could take it all into my womb...!!'
She tried Eleonora's lessons: swirling hips, grinding, pounding till it slapped—but virgin, untrained womb resisted fully accepting him.
Fear of the unknown?
Like her first creampie, her cervix just kissed the tip stiffly, accepting cum at best.
"How could I have been so foolish... If I'd submitted to Master sooner, I'd be womb-fucked blissfully now, trained to cradle his cock in my womb..."
Sniffle!
Her vow not to cry seeing Christia abused on the farm forgotten, Violet shed fat tears at her pathetic self.
Someone approached the tearful disciple, unable to ignore.
"Why weep so sadly?"
"Teacher...?"
Her mentor.
The platinum-blonde sow who taught her every lewd, filthy knowledge.
"Lady Eleonora...!"
"Eleonora..."
As Eleonora, who had silently held position amid the filthy melee, moved, Raipelth and Ariel felt chills down their spines.
Eleonora's eyes—sticky with lust—raked over them as she began teaching Violet womb-sex.
Raipelth, upper body stripped save gauntlets, shivered, instinctively hugging her arms to her pits against the piercing gaze.
"First, before the womb-sex lecture... Master? I'll present these sows to you, so hold on..."
Like prey tossed before a predator, Eleonora licked her lips at the fresh sows for her master, picking up Urga's discarded sword.
"Not my sword, a bit disappointing... Hnngh, hnnng...♥"
"Lady Eleonora?!"
"What are you—?!"
Squiiiish,
She jammed the hilt into her asshole. Raipelth and Ariel screamed unwittingly, but the platinum sow closed in, swinging her ass-sword.
The duo couldn't react to her full power.
Slice their clothes, offer these ripe pussies to waiting Master—
Eleonora swung without hesitation, even against her former charges.
But then—
Fwaaaash-!!
"Guh?!"
The black-and-white world only Eleonora perceived—surpassing all senses—slowly regained color and speed, against her will.
But she knew.
'My body...?!'
Frozen.
Stopped.
Just before slicing Raipelth's armor, a bright light burst from them, and Eleonora felt icy chill envelop her—frozen mid-swing, ass out.
Straining, she eyed Ariel's pendant—glowing with mana just before her strike.
Realizing its mana matched the ice encasing her, Eleonora ground her teeth.
"The Archmage...!"
Only one could pull this off.