Chapter 6
Chapter 6
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 6
Chapter Title: Just a Big Dick!
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A few days had passed. The punishment for Tyke, the prime suspect in the murder of the Twenty-Man Leader during the magical beast subjugation, had been decided. His guilt was confirmed by evidence like his weapon matching the presumed cause of death, witness testimonies of him killing his comrades and fleeing, and more. After a few additional trials, execution seemed likely. It was the obvious outcome for killing fellow soldiers and superiors in the army.
"Daron. Thanks to you, we've cleared the wrongful deaths of Twenty-Man Leader Heckard and the infantrymen. I, Ariana Katrin, Knight Commander of the Gold Eagle Knight Order, offer my personal gratitude."
Though Twenty-Man Leader Heckard was just a low-ranking knight, he still belonged to the Gold Eagle Knight Order. Everyone had assumed it was an accidental death, so the truth I'd uncovered was hugely important to Ariana as well.
Failing to avenge a murdered knight was a blow to her pride, and a stain on the Gold Eagle Knight Order itself.
"I'd like to reward you for your thanks. Is there anything you desire?"
"A wish... you mean?"
"Yes, a wish."
A wish, huh.
I scanned Knight Commander Ariana of the Gold Eagle Knight Order. Sharp silver eyes that always upheld justice, long golden blonde hair—a stunning beauty. One of the Empire's indispensable forces, the Gold Eagle. Being a warrior, she had a voluptuous figure that dipped in where it should and flared out beautifully where it counted. Her customized armor did nothing to hide her curves. It probably exposed some skin for better mobility, but damn, what a sight.
And this woman was offering me a wish?
Well, obviously—
"You bastard..."
Did she read my eyes devouring her? Her exclusive knight maiden reached for her sword hilt. A short-haired beauty who suited it well, though a notch below Ariana. Those fierce eyes were charming.
"Hm? What's wrong?"
"...Nothing."
Ariana looked puzzled for a moment, and the short-haired knight backed off slightly. She couldn't call me out just for rolling my eyes. I hurriedly voiced my wish.
"What I desire is—"
Not that I could say the real one here without getting my head chopped off for insulting a superior. Time for a workaround.
"Training under you, Lady Ariana!"
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Ariana Katrin.
One year younger than me, yet ridiculously strong. With a solid background from a marquis house and innate talent, she'd risen swiftly to Knight Commander. And she had the skills to back it up—someone even I could acknowledge.
Plus that sexy body... Isn't that just cheating?
"Hoo..."
There was a reason I asked Ariana for training. Sure, getting close to her would be great, but I'm not some pervert whose brain turns to mush at the thought.
...Right.
Anyway, the biggest reason I wanted training from her was simple.
Training.
The word meant getting stronger, plain and simple. Yeah, I needed to grow even more powerful. In my previous loop, after the fire incident, even the organs handling my mana were wrecked. I could only master sword techniques themselves.
"Hoo...!"
But this loop, history had changed. I'd avoided the incident that ruined my body, so I could build muscle like this through workouts.
I finished my push-ups and rose slowly. The ache in my muscles felt good. Being able to grow stronger like this was a huge blessing for me.
"Hoo. Feels great."
My conviction to stop the world's end remained unshaken. It was my promise to my beloved Lucia—I wouldn't betray her expectations.
Lucia.
What was she doing right now?
The angel who saw the worth in a pathetic loser like me back then, loved me, and held me close. She had her own pains, similar to mine. But in this past era, that misfortune hadn't struck yet. It was years away... This time, I believed, would be when Lucia could finally be happy.
Just like how I'd dodged my own fate.
I'll make it happen for her.
"Not yet."
But the time wasn't right. My body was healthy now, but still weak. Strong against illness, sure, but all I could do was kill a few low-level beasts.
I'll build strength step by step. Even if I can't kill the Demon King myself, I need a certain level to achieve my goals. That's why I asked Ariana to make me stronger.
And she accepted. She was busy with the Tyke incident lately, so we scheduled it for a few days later. Her short-haired knight looked displeased, but... what grounds did she have to stop it? It wasn't money or sex—just training.
Training...
Learning the sword from Ariana...
"Heh heh heh."
"You're thinking something weird again...?"
A voice cut into my happy fantasies. It was Ray, the future saintess.
"Oh, hello premature pussy!"
"Shut—up. Are you nuts?!"
She frantically looked around. Seeing no one, she finally relaxed.
"Ever since that day, you keep calling me that. My name is Ray! R-A-Y!"
"Huh? I wasn't greeting you. I was greeting this one."
I pointed at her crotch, and Ray got even more heated.
"That's mine—why greet it separately?!"
"It's your premature pussy?"
"That's not what I meant!"
"We're friends now—don't be so uptight, or I'll be hurt."
"You know you're talking nonsense, right...?"
She trembled with rage, but that was all she could do. When I held out my hand, she handed over the water canteen she'd brought. Ice cold, with ice cubes.
I uncapped it and chugged the icy water.
"Ahh, hits the spot."
Since that day, things between Ray and me had gotten weirdly close.
Maybe because we'd mixed our bodies so thoroughly—her gaze had changed. She tried acting like she didn't care, but she started talking to me first a lot more. That made me want to tease her even more, and our chats naturally veered naughty.
And every time, Ray fought back without backing down, throwing vulgar jabs right back. The more we traded dirty jokes, the more she'd remember that time. It was my way of making sure she never forgot those feelings.
I held back around others in case she'd freak out, but when we were alone, I'd tease her with "premature pussy" nonstop. She'd get mad every time, but never denied that it was true.
Looked like my relentless mocking during sex had properly brainwashed her.
"There, I gave it to you—I'm leaving now?"
"Where to? Stick around and play a bit."
"I-I'm going."
Her face flushed as she whipped her head away. I checked why—ah, because I'd stripped my shirt for training. Not much muscle yet, but fresh off the workout, my body was pumped and hot.
"Hey."
"Ugh..., yeah?"
I set down the canteen and grabbed Ray as she turned to leave. Held her shoulders so she couldn't twist away.
"Wh-what are you doing?!"
"Wanna go another round sometime?"
"Wh-wha-what?!"
She flushed bright red but couldn't tear her eyes off my body. Every glance probably brought back those memories—she was fighting it. Still sneaking peeks all the while.
She'd definitely enjoyed it too, so this was natural.
"We agreed to just that one time! It's done—what more?!"
"Huh? You felt good too."
I openly groped her ass.
"Hah... Horny bastard..."
Even without the aphrodisiac, Ray's mental fortitude was stronger.
"Get lost, you big-dicked fuck!!!"
Just size, huh. Made her want to remember how she nearly died from pleasure. But hey, big is a compliment.
Ray wriggled free from my grasp and bolted toward the mess hall.
We were taking it slow anyway—no need to push harder now. You can't just reshape a person instantly and call it human. I'd laid down a mat in one corner of her heart; now just expand the territory bit by bit.
With Ray gone, I threw on my clothes first. Basic routine done—time to plan the next thing. Actually, I'd asked Ariana for one more favor. Since training wasn't a big ask, I tacked on something tiny while I was at it.
What I got was this cleric's token. Carved with a divine symbol, it wasn't anything special. Just infused with a bit of holy power from a cleric, but versatile depending on use.
Where to use it?
There's a reason.
Think about it.
Where did Tyke get that aphrodisiac?
Aphrodisiacs are dangerous drugs by nature. Sure, some couples use mild ones consensually to spice things up, but human-made ones aren't that potent. Just a bit of extra arousal. But Tyke's was insanely strong.
Who makes something this powerful?
Demons, obviously.
Especially succubi, masters of sex among demons.
Just a hunch, no proof—and even if right, catching a demon bitch would take time.
But if I play it to the end, I win.