Chapter 46
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 044
Chapter Title: Thank You for Coming
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This regression was truly different.
It wasn't just my imagination.
I've experienced this cave dozens of times through my regressions, but this was a first.
"How did you know to come here?"
There was someone who shouldn't be here.
Was it an illusion born from my desperate wish to see Lady Withbel?
If that were possible, I wish she'd appear in a cow bikini instead.
"You're not mad?"
Lady Withbel glared at me, gauging my reaction.
This cuteness had to be the real her.
An illusion couldn't replicate Lady Withbel's charm like this.
Ha, haha. After getting drenched in blood after so long, my head feels all hot and fuzzy.
Calm down, stay calm.
I need to show her my dignified side.
I steadied my breathing.
"No, I'm not."
"Say it without frowning!"
"Oh."
I pressed my furrowed brow.
I'd scared her off like that.
This won't do.
It's my chronic issue.
The more people I kill, the more my madness grows.
It's not a curse.
Not from the regression either.
You have to be insane to rack up that many kills.
"Why would I be mad at you?"
I put on my mask.
I flashed my usual sly grin.
No mirror to check, but smiling like this is as natural as breathing.
"Ugh, smiling covered in blood is even creepier."
"Just answer me."
"Eek."
I pushed a little harder.
This was the first time Lady Withbel had come here in dozens of regressions.
Of course, I'd wanted her help all along.
Ester Withbel.
The empire's top magic analyst.
With his genius computational skills, he'd unraveled the Millennium Magic Formula that no one else could.
Pure combat power? Barely mid-level adventurer tier.
But in mage-against-mage battles, few in the empire could beat him.
He nullifies the opponent's magic circle outright.
Even unfamiliar spells—he analyzes them in an instant, manipulating the circuits at will.
Not just erasing them; he can redirect the power flow back at the caster.
In bed, he's a third-rate mess who soaks the pussy with his juices, but as a mage, he's top-tier among the elite.
Just like earlier, wiping out a demon summoning circle with a few flicks of his hand.
Even knowing his skills, I couldn't ask for help.
Damn regression restrictions.
If I could talk about the future, I would've done it ages ago.
Who'd want to go through this hell otherwise?
"You looked serious, Princess, so I followed you."
"I looked serious?"
"Yes."
Lady Withbel nodded slightly.
It wasn't an accusation, but she looked like a kid who'd done something wrong.
"In what way?"
Her cheeks flushed pink.
"W-Well... I was doing that in my room, and you just left... Normally, you'd tease me mischievously. So I thought maybe something serious was going on..."
My lips twitched as I listened.
What am I supposed to do with this adorable creature?
Does she even realize what she just said?
Her tone sounded almost disappointed, like she secretly wanted my mischievous teasing.
Oh my, how lewd.
But something even better made me happy.
"So you were worried about me?"
Lady Withbel's eyes went wide.
"N-No! Not at all! Why would I worry about you, Princess! H-Huh!"
How does she manage such a textbook denial?
I just want to pounce.
"I was just worried you'd harm innocent people... Yeah, I came because I was concerned about them. Though they don't seem all that innocent... Anyway, whatever."
I pulled her into a tight hug.
I buried my nose in her hair and took a deep breath.
Sniiiiif, haaah.
What a lovely scent.
I always liked Lady Withbel's smell, but as a woman, it's even more intoxicating.
The scent of a female is so different when you're male versus when you're female.
I realized it anew.
"D-Don't sniff my hair!"
"Thank you for coming."
"Eh...?"
Lady Withbel froze in my arms, her squirming stopping abruptly.
"I almost got in real danger on my own."
"If something like this happens, just tell me..."
"Haha, yeah, I should've."
Truth be told, I had been on edge.
First time facing a king-class demon.
Its power outstripped every demon I'd fought before.
Not even fully summoned, and it was firing off magic like crazy with insane regeneration.
"Are you hurt anywhere?"
"Worried about me?"
"No!"
"Strong denial means strong affirmation."
"I'm really not. I'm worried about myself. If you got hurt, do you think His Majesty would let me off the hook? So, anywhere hurt?"
She's so bad at being honest.
"There is one sore spot."
"Where? Let me see."
"Right here."
I grabbed her hand and placed it on my crotch.
"Ah...!"
I could see her ears turning red through her pink hair.
She's hilarious.
A guy getting shy over touching a dick just a little.
"It's been hurting since I saw you in that bikini earlier. You tempted me in such a slutty outfit, so you should take responsibility."
"I didn't wear it because I wanted to!"
"But it suited you so well, you must've enjoyed it too."
"Th-That... No!"
She really did enjoy it, huh.
I get it.
The swimsuit design was vulgar,
but it looked stunning on her.
Her great figure made it more beautiful than cheap.
She must've felt it too.
"If I rub against Lady Withbel's plump ass, the pain might go away."
"Would that work?!?!"
"It would."
I wrapped my arm around her waist.
With my free hand, I slipped under her skirt and kneaded her ass.
So much heavy, overflowing flesh in my palm.
Annoyingly, bigger than mine.
Looks like she'd bear kids better than me.
So what?
Then Lady Withbel can have them.
I'd love a future like that someday.
Us two, building a cozy little family.
One kid would be perfect, right?
I changed my mind.
I'd always thought one was enough.
But kneading this ass made me want as many as she could bear.
Childcare costs? No problem.
"Haaah... D-Don't...!"
Wow.
So fucking hot.
Isn't this basically begging for more?
Whoops.
I slipped into crude adventurer talk without thinking.
"I really can't hold back. Can I?"
I asked politely.
Of course, my hand didn't stop.
I slipped inside her panties, gently scratching along her ass crack with my finger.
Lady Withbel's eyelashes trembled.
Doubt flickered in her emerald eyes below.
She wanted it deep down but couldn't say it.
Same whether she's a woman or a man.
Only one way to handle this.
I push aggressively.
She'll pretend to resist, then give in.
Plus, even with that innocent face, I know Lady Withbel has insane libido.
Just look at her masturbating earlier.
"I'll cum inside just once."
"Don't say it so casually...!"
"It's not like it'll make a baby. And to prevent one, you know I have to cum inside you."
"Th-That's... true, but..."
"Plus, we can check my curse that way? To confirm changes, we need to compare at least two magic circles, right?"
I kneaded her ass, slowly breaking down her mental walls.
She's almost there.
Not dodging my touch means it's over already.
Her body decided yes; only her mind hasn't.
"Hyah!"
I stroked up her ass crack.
My fingertip brushed her anus wrinkles, and her ass clenched.
"D-Don't touch there...!"
"Can I touch lower?"
"Th-That's...!"
I slid down past her perineum.
Reached the pussy slit hidden between her plump cheeks.
"What's there to hesitate? We've done it twice already. A third time would be hard?"
Squelch.
"You want it too, Lady Withbel."
I showed her the love juices on my finger.
Then smeared them on her plump lips like lip gloss.
Her emerald eyes shook violently.
"As thanks for saving me, I'll make you feel amazing."
I slipped my hand back into her panties.
"W-Wait...!!"
Lady Withbel shoved my hand away and stepped back.
Huh?
Didn't expect that.
Normally, she'd cave by now.
As I stared, she looked up at me, face red as a ripe tomato, and mumbled,
"N-Not... here..."
"Ah."
I glanced around.
A field of corpses.
Human heads rolling on the floor.
Right.
Even if I've seen every horror in the world, I'm not twisted enough to make love in a slaughterhouse.
No weird fetishes here.
"I lacked consideration."
"Kyaa!"
I scooped her up princess-style.
"I'll fuck you nice and cozy at the villa."
She moaned shyly, haaah, covering her face with both hands.
"D-Don't use such vulgar words...!"
She doesn't hate it, though.