Chapter 82
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 82
Chapter Title: Not Adelin's Prince on a White Horse, But the Prince Riding a White Pussy (2)
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Belzaria immediately pinched the bridge of her nose, as if struck by a headache.
"You, count your hierarchy grade on your fingers. Think you can climb it like stairs?"
"Belzaria's third grade. I'm second. Hipeia's third. And Adelin's third... That adds up to eleventh. We beat the Creation Goddess."
"Boring."
I was just trying to lighten the mood...
"Puh..."
Unexpectedly, Adelin burst out laughing.
"Ahaha!! Ahahaha..."
"Crying one second and laughing the next—are you nuts, Adelin?"
"Ahaha... Aha! How could I not laugh? Ahahaha...!!"
"No, she's the one stepping up to help, and you're mocking her!?"
Of course!
Still just second hierarchy—a total newbie in the divine realm. But a guy who's equipped with some seriously dangerous divine artifact?
The one with the strongest libido?
No one's beating me at pussy-pounding!
"Not mocking. You've agonized over this for years, and he says he'll handle it just like that. Honestly, it feels... refreshing."
"Fuck, if I'd fucked you twice and thrown a tantrum begging for help, you'd have caved—but you chased me off to another world, you bitch!!"
"Ahaha!"
Adelin laughed even harder.
Twisted fates. Our wavelengths completely off.
Thinking about how many detours those misunderstandings caused to bring us here—even I'm left dumbfounded.
"Belza. Let's do it."
"Do what?"
"The rebellion to steal every goddess's divine power!"
"No."
Why! I was riding the mood!
"Even if you glare like that, no means no. You're not seriously thinking of using my Silence authority to start shit with every goddess in the capital, right?"
"Adelin here's all in, isn't she?"
"Of course."
"......"
Belzaria's headache looked even worse. Her eyebrows were furrowed tight.
Suddenly, this office had two regime-toppling terrorists. No wonder.
"Why should I join some suicide mission like that?"
"Well, if we're getting serious... If divine powers are ultimately just loaned out by Premia, does losing one really change that much?"
"It does. The influence on the capital alone makes a huge difference."
"It's not about whether you can use it effectively. Belza, you were strong and beautiful even without any powers."
Yeah.
Belzaria's combat prowess wasn't some borrowed strength.
It was the legacy of honing talents she'd shown since childhood, forging her entire life with unyielding discipline.
"For someone who becomes a goddess after mortality, I always figured their divine stature was like fingerprints etched from their fierce mortal struggles."
"......Sudden serious talk."
"You hated the jokes."
"Hm."
Belza's reaction wasn't bad. If anything, she shyly averted her eyes to the window.
Her hands fidgeting near her knees like a schoolgirl—it was adorable.
"Is that so...? The powerless me was more...?"
"A true professional killer. Cool as hell. Charismatic, no openings—Adelin just got wrecked pathetically."
"......"
Adelin shot me a look like she wanted to tackle me.
"Real rank and power should come from that stuff. Right?"
"Doesn't mean picking fights with goddesses isn't reckless. Hiding out and living low-key is the rational play."
"Forgot who made that impossible for you?"
"......Ugh."
I'd hit the nail on the head—Belzaria let out a sigh.
Even if that incident was the overzealous handiwork of Nerisa and her loyalist guards...
My point had landed.
"Hipeia said the same at first. Quietly settling down where they'd take me was one option."
"But that wasn't your fate."
"Right. If I want to protect anything, I have to step out. Hiding means a lifetime cowering as a second-rank."
Goddesses are basically the incarnations of capricious bitches—at least, that's how I still see it.
They could use some straightening out.
And this getup? It's fused to me like calluses anyway.
"Adelin. I'll help."
"......No hard feelings? I forced that divine artifact on you and shoved a brutal fate down your throat."
"Nah. You're forgiven! And... thanks to it, I've had plenty of fun too."
Adelin murmured with her head bowed apologetically.
"Sorry. I said some pretty harsh shit."
"Cancel the forgiveness? How about paying it back bit by bit... with pussy?"
"......Cancel my sorry too, you pervert fuck."
"An excuse for sex is the best!"
"I'm your dessert?! "
Hey! Don't you get it!
Atonement pussy tastes amazing—atonement pussy!
Reconciliation sex after a lovers' spat is a total hit. Common knowledge!
"Belza, you feeling better now?"
"About what?"
"Soon there'll be tons of babies on the way, and rumors like 'that bastard knocked up goddesses' start flying..."
With four goddesses splitting the territory into quadrants for joint rule, pulling that off here?
Rumors would spread like wildfire...
"You think only one or two would try to abort with extreme prejudice?"
"......Good point. That why you're going for it?"
"Better spilling cock juice than blood..."
I tried delivering it like a badass movie line.
......
......
Not badass at all.
But yeah, white fluids beat red blood any day. If you're spilling something.
Blood hurts. Cock juice feels good.
"Ha, really..."
Belza subtly rested a hand on her belly, murmuring with her head down.
"Became a goddess... and married some ridiculous guy."
"Woohoo!!"
I clung to Belza like a spoiled kid.
Belza hugged me helplessly and patted my head.
Instant boner.
I licked her armpit while kneading her tits.
"Oh dear..."
Spoiled mode!!
Squish squish.
"Pathetic... Grown-ass man."
Ignoring whatever Adelin said.
"Still... well... since you're helping... thanks for now. Just for now."
"Huh? What was that? If it's gratitude, make it with pussy."
"......Worst side effect of those tights: can't shut your mouth anymore."
"Right? How'd you not predict this'd turn me into a walking sexual harassment master?"
"......Sigh."
I stood and groped Adelin's tits too.
Both hands kneading away. Outright tit-molesting, and neither Belzaria nor Adelin could stop me.
This freedom!!
Freedom earned conquering goddesses!!
Cock out and rock-hard, groping like mad.
"You put this on me. Adelin, own up with pussy!"
"...Ngh......"
Tit-squeezing!
Adelin reluctantly endured the grope, breathing heavy with her rack out.
"This lewd lifestyle just keeps going?"
Senior Belza chuckled.
"You'll get used to it. You saw how I take it."
"Oh, Belza. Give Adelin your power. I'll fuck the other goddesses and get us to Premia ASAP."
"...Cocky much... Take your hands off my tits first?"
No can do.
Squish squish.
"One condition."
Belzaria pondered a moment before speaking.
"Condition?"
Adelin's ears perked—depending on the terms, she might lend her Silence authority.
"For one month, White trains under me in combat."
"Combat training? You personally?"
"Combat skills matter. When authorities don't decide the fight, it's down to raw technique. You'll take the lessons."
Classic flawless Belzaria.
She figured she'd power me up and knock one worry off her list.
"Two."
Belza raised a second finger, eyeing Adelin.
"Adelin buys my power—with money."
Money? Surprisingly mundane demand at this stage.
"......Southern quadrant style. So you, Belzaria. Fine, how much? Ten grand? A million?"
"300 gold."
......300 gold?
A few top-shelf bottles at that bar. Pocket change for me,
for a second I thought she was joking.
"Gold you earned yourself through honest labor—no borrowing hands."
"......"
That extra clause hit me— this wouldn't be easy.
Adelin's face twisted.
"Village street sweeping, hawking wares—whatever. But only 300 gold from legit work."
"Time's critical—no leisure for that."
"Your crisis, your problem. Sorry, but I'd rather kill you myself than toss an unprepared baby daddy into the meat grinder."
......Baby daddy!?
My dick twitched right away. Belzaria calling me baby daddy!
"Belza! Does that mean today is cosplay sex day?"
"......So, what's your resolve? If you can't get your hands dirty with soil or water, don't even ask to borrow it."
Fair point.
Adelin's turn to clap back.
"Fine. Just for a bit... I, Adelin, will play by 'human world rules'."
Huh?
"......Weren't you originally a servant? Why act like some lofty goddess."
"Hmph. I am a noble goddess. The one and only free from Premia's system—that's gonna be me."
'Haha, full of shit.'
Adelin's lost a few screws too.
......Her plan hinges on scraping together that full circle of coin.
True goddesshood only after shattering Premia's system...
That's her mindset. Big dreamer.
And here I am, teaming up with this looped-up goddess to rape every other one.
What an utterly insane tale—couldn't help but laugh.