Please Cum Buckets in This Sow Pussy, Your Highness♡ — Mage Association Regulations, Article 10, Section 3
No mage of the Association shall read forbidden books under any circumstances. However, those granted permission by three or more Association committee members, or those authorized by the Emperor to access the Imperial Secret Library, may study one forbidden book.
"I have permission to enter the Secret Library!"
To be precise, it wasn't direct permission from the Emperor himself—I'd entered using the princess's authority. Naturally, the princess must have gotten the Emperor's approval beforehand. No way she'd just swiped the key to the Secret Library without permission, right?
"……."
I couldn't rule out the possibility. The princess was exactly the type to do that. She'd turned the Alchemy Academy into a bloodbath just because she felt like it, and the Emperor had patted her head and forgiven her anyway.
"You'll hear the details when we get there."
"President!"
"Withbel."
His low, rumbling voice made me flinch.
"A mage is one who proves themselves. If you have grievances, prove them there. Rules are rules."
"Yes……."
There must have been some missing information in the report process. A good explanation should clear up the misunderstanding. It wasn't like I could dig in my heels and refuse to go, so I raised the white flag and followed obediently.
"Huh?"
As I trailed behind Count Amod down the corridor, something felt off.
"President, the exit is that way."
I pointed in the opposite direction. This path led to a dead end.
"Withbel."
"Yes?"
Count Amod, who had been leading, turned slowly. At over 200 cm tall, he'd always seemed imposing even when I was a man, but now as a woman, he loomed like a magic tower itself.
"One question……."
Rarely, Count Amod hesitated.
"Was the forbidden book you read the one with the red cover?"
I shook my head vigorously.
"No."
I had read a red-covered book, but it wasn't a grimoire. It was the world's most vulgar erotic novel.
His Highness the Prince♡ Please Cum Buckets in This Sow Pussy♡ Oink Oink♡
A tale of a great mage destined to become the next Red Tower Master reduced to livestock, calling herself a sow, spreading her ass cheeks before the prince and wiggling them lewdly.
Huh? Why did that feel so familiar……?
Just my imagination. Yeah.
"Um… even thinking back, I didn't read any such book."
"Is that so."
"Yes."
Count Amod stared down at me silently. His already stern, expressionless face looked even more terrifying with shadows playing across it.
"I-Is there something on my face?"
I scratched my cheek with an awkward smile.
"If you're lying, you won't be forgiven."
"Pardon?"
"Let's go. I took the wrong path."
Count Amod turned and strode toward the exit. I scurried after him, my short legs working double-time to match his long strides. It hit me then—how the princess always adjusted her pace to mine when we walked together.
Oh, right—shouldn't I tell the princess? I'd need her to prove my library access. But she was out right now. This morning, she'd groped my breasts, whining about being busy. Heading north for some investigation. She might not return until late tonight, or even tomorrow if it dragged on.
Guess I won't get jumped today? Aw.
………Huh? No, wait—what the hell? Why am I disappointed?
I'm not looking forward to being pinned in her armor-hard arms, flailing helplessly as she pounds me relentlessly. Not at all expecting her big palm spanking my ass smack smack. Definitely not anticipating my womb getting stuffed till I can't breathe.
Nope! Though my panties feel a bit damp… must be my imagination.
"Excuse me."
Before boarding the carriage, I explained the situation to a knight guarding the Palace of Life. If the princess returned before me, please let her know I had business at the Mage Association.
I'd probably be back first anyway. There had to be a mix-up in the reports. A clear explanation would sort it out quick. What could go wrong?
"Withbel Esther."
Mage Association, conference room. The president and committee members stared at me.
"For violating the regulations, you are hereby expelled from the Association and stripped of your mage qualifications."
"Pardon……?"
Something had gone very wrong.
I thought this every regression, but the heretics' stronghold was definitely in the North. Barren snowfields unfit for human life. Or, put another way, the perfect place to hide.
Above all, those damn heretics had risen up and first assaulted the Empire from the North.
"Haa… Hm?"
As I exhaled white breath over the vast snowfields, my sword hummed. More precisely, the crystal attached to the hilt vibrated.
"Has something happened to Lady Withbel?"
A location-tracking crystal. I'd sewn an identical one into the lining of Lady Withbel's robe. It buzzed like this if she left the Palace of Life without my permission.
"She's not the type to sneak off……."
But I was worried. Time to head back.
"Princess, is there really something here… Huh? Where are you going?"
The knight captain who'd accompanied me North went wide-eyed.
"Back to the capital."
"Pardon? We just arrived?"
"Emergency came up."
Just in case. Even if it was a long shot.
What if the witch, already sensing the Star Power dormant in Lady Withbel, had kidnapped her? What if someone took my small, precious Withbel? If they tried to kill my love again?
Aaah, I really want to slaughter them.
"Princess, what do you mean all of a sud— Eek!"
I'd lost control of my expression. Killing intent leaked out plainly. Sorry, but I couldn't fake a smile right now. No time for that.
"I'll go ahead. Handle things yourselves."
I raced across the snowfields. Unease gnawed at me. My gut churned. This time…… this time was different. I knew it instinctively.
After countless regressions, this was the biggest variable yet. Just as Lady Withbel had said before dying—this time, we could truly reach a happy ending.
I was certain. I believed it.
But this was a variable too. As much as it swung toward good, the butterfly effect could swing just as hard toward ruin.
It felt like the world was crumbling. Stripped of mage qualifications? That wasn't just words like "You're no longer a mage as of today."
They'd seal my mana circuits. Permanently damage them so only enough mana flowed for daily life—no more than basic spells, ever.
Being a mage was my identity. The one thing I was truly good at. Sure, my talent for theoretical magic academia shone brighter through magic circle analysis, but that didn't mean I didn't need mana.
A mage proves themselves. To analyze new magic circles or establish theories, you need to cast spells for verification. Losing that was a death sentence for me.
"Pl-Please, just a little more time!"
Count Amod shook his head.
"It's true you had Secret Library access."
"Yes!"
"But that's not the issue. You lied."
"Me?"
"What forbidden book did you study in the Secret Library?"
"Understanding Mana Circuits and Mana Flow."
"That's all?"
"Yes."
I nodded firmly.
"You're lying after all."
"No!"
"Per Mage Association Regulations Article 10, Section 3, you may study only one forbidden book. Yet besides the one you mentioned, you've studied seven more."
Skimming grimoires in the Secret Library was fine. The problem was studying them—memorizing and internalizing the content.
Something flashed in my mind. The book-eater Baekgyeong had swallowed six forbidden books. Analyzing and understanding the magic each unleashed was inevitable to survive. Otherwise, we'd have died on the spot.
Wait—seven? Baekgyeong ate six. Why seven?
Count Amod said I'd studied seven more besides the mana one—eight total. But Baekgyeong only ate six. Plus the mana book makes seven. So what was the eighth?
"Hear me out! It was unavoidable!"
I pleaded my case, detailing the incident with the mysterious woman and Baekgyeong. It was already in the report.
"Even accounting for that, one remains."
"That's truly the last!"
"We'll confirm directly."
Count Amod tossed a sheet of paper. It fluttered down into my palm. I scanned the list quickly, top to bottom. One by one.
Studied Forbidden Books:
1. Understanding Mana Circuits and Mana Flow
2-7. [Six books swallowed by Baekgyeong]
8. Book of Corruption
I tilted my head.
"I've never read this one… Ah…!"
No way. No way.
His Highness the Prince's Oath♡ This Perverted Sow… Oooh♡ Swears to Become Yours♡
The red book flashing in my mind. One of the untitled ones amid the grimoires. The one the princess emphatically told me not to read.
I'd only meant to peek at one page, but I'd read a bit more without thinking…….
That was really a book I shouldn't have read?! No, wait—more importantly, I didn't study it! I'm no sow! I haven't fallen!