Chapter 83: World's Greatest Husband Contest—Main Tournament (1)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 83: World's Greatest Husband Contest—Main Tournament (1)
The gates of the Imperial Capital, Berlina, grew more crowded with each passing day.
Tourists with eyes sparkling in anticipation and interest, warriors arriving late and letting out sighs of regret…
At this rate, it seemed as though people might spill over those high, thick fortress walls.
The procession seeking the Imperial Capital continued without end even in the deep of night, enough to make Andrasta, who was watching from a distance, think exactly that.
‘The more I learn about him, the more of a lovely person he becomes.’
Before the eyes of Andrasta, who was gazing at the bustling gates from afar, a certain someone’s face flickered into her mind.
She couldn't tell what his intention was or what he was thinking when he said those words.
However, if there was one thing for certain, it was that Andrasta had become unable to forget the man who had spoken them.
"Leon… Huhu, what an utterly insolent man."
Andrasta then raised her right fist.
This iron fist, which had never failed to crush anything she decided to break, was the very proof that she was an Overlord.
Yet, Leon had not only countered that proof of an Overlord head-on, but he had also wrapped his hand around hers in a way that was more than just soft—it was clinging.
Though she tried not to show it, Andrasta had been quite flustered at the time.
‘I haven't lived that long, but… that was the first time someone had ever held my hand.’
A King is always destined to be lonely.
Andrasta, the Queen of the Beastkin, was no exception.
She was born with the fate of a King, raised as a King, and became a King; therefore, she had been lonely her entire life.
Whether it was because of that, or for some other reason.
Andrasta reflexively wrapped her left hand around her right.
Whether intentional or not, the way her left hand covered her right was exactly the same as when she had been held by Leon.
"Grrr…"
At that moment, the low growl of the black male lion lying beside her, Panthera, snapped Andrasta back to reality.
Stroking the head of the only companion she allowed by her side, Andrasta looked into the darkness that Panthera was staring at.
‘The faint scent of poison… It’s Medir.’
Normally, she might have left him be and enjoyed her time alone.
But perhaps it was because of the faint sensation still lingering on her right hand.
Andrasta looked toward where Medir was once more and spoke.
"Show yourself, Medir."
"…Yes, Your Excellency."
Medir immediately revealed himself under the moonlight.
A small, gaunt frame, an ugly countenance, and the unpleasant stench of poison and disease wafting from the tip of his nose…
As if none of that mattered at all, Andrasta asked with a faint smile on her face.
"Medir, what do you think of me?"
"Pardon?"
"Haha, there is no need to be so surprised. I was simply curious. Literally, what do you think of me?"
"That… is…"
Even if he were to be devoured by that black lion on the spot, Medir could never answer truthfully.
Because the feelings he harbored for her were an unacceptable possessiveness and a desire even more murky than that.
Therefore, Medir simply bowed his head deeper toward Andrasta without a word.
However, the gaze Andrasta cast upon him was as dry as the cold moonlight.
Eventually, Andrasta spoke while looking out at the distant fields.
"I met an interesting man."
"…Is that so?"
"Yes. Not only did he look me straight in the eye, but he even spoke to me informally. He said that the ones standing here weren't a King and a noble, but simply a man and a woman."
"Such a thing…"
To Medir, it was something that could only happen in a dream.
He knew all too well what it meant to commit an insolence against Andrasta.
Thus, Medir even thought that Andrasta was joking…
"As you know, I am a King. I have no choice but to punish such an insolent person. Don't you think so?"
"That is… correct."
"Huhu, but that man countered my fist head-on. Not only that, he even wrapped his hand around mine as if he were teasing me."
—Grit…
Andrasta even wore a joyful expression, but Medir could only silently grind his teeth.
He didn't know what kind of conversation had taken place there, but Medir had clearly seen the person Andrasta was talking about.
Only then, as if she felt he was finally worth looking at, Andrasta finally turned her gaze to Medir and threw a question.
"Could you do the same?"
"Me… you mean?"
Of course, Medir also sensed the intention behind the question.
Andrasta wasn't simply asking if he could risk his life to be insolent to her.
Medir’s conclusion was that she was asking if he could stand before her not as a subject or a vassal, but as a man, seeing her not as a King, but as a woman…
"…I cannot."
Even as his clenched fists trembled, Medir could not bring himself to tell a lie.
At that sight, Andrasta let out a shallow sigh.
"Is that so."
"…"
"I see. You may leave now."
Without giving him another glance, Andrasta walked away from Medir.
At that cold back, and at his own incredibly small and ugly self, Medir grabbed and crushed the innocent weeds and flowers.
"Leon… I will kill you… definitely…!"
*
The night covering the Imperial Capital grew deeper.
The sounds of people outside anticipating the festival had long since faded.
The candlelight lit to drive away the darkness had already melted halfway, its small flame flickering precariously.
Just like Natalia, who was letting out feverish moans beneath me.
"Ahaang…! Hauk, euut…! Ha-aang…!"
I hadn't done anything particularly special.
I had simply drizzled cold perfumed oil over her armpits.
Natalia was already so heated up that she trembled at just that much.
"It makes me feel truly proud to see the Sword Princess enjoying herself so much."
Whispering those playful words, I placed my hand on Natalia's armpit.
Every time my fingers danced through the slippery oil, Natalia let out a succession of ragged breaths and erotic moans.
"Haah, haah… euut…! Keu-heut…! Ple-please…!"
"Ah, you're telling me to touch you here."
"A… no…! Ahaang…!
When I roughly grabbed and squeezed her breasts, Natalia twisted her entire body.
Tangled together wildly like beasts is great, but enjoying things elegantly like this is also quite special.
So, this time, I strongly pinched her nipples, which were swollen tight.
"Keu… heuk…! Eu, euu, euuu…!"
Natalia's head suddenly snapped back, and her whole body trembled as if she had been electrocuted.
Smiling involuntarily at the sight, I twisted her nipples with all my might.
"Hiik…! Hauk…! Eu… eut…!"
"I knew you were sensitive, but to think you'd climax just from me showing your nipples a little love."
"Euu, eu…! Keu-hik…!"
"I never dreamed the Sword Princess would be such a lewd woman."
I slowly moved the hand that had been doting on her breasts downward.
Even while twisting and trembling, Natalia watched my hand while breathing heavily.
Her hungry eyes were saying: stop teasing me, and just plow into me until my eyes roll back and I pass out…
"Haak, haak… haak… ah…?"
I pointedly pulled my hand away and whispered to Natalia.
"Could you please get on all fours now?"
"Yeehes…!"
Perhaps because her throat was a bit hoarse, a slightly strange voice came out.
Regardless, Natalia got down on all fours before me.
With her upper body as low as possible and her lower body thrust high into the air, it was the perfect posture for taking it from behind.
I made a show of positioning myself behind her as if I were about to thrust in immediately…
"A, aaang…! Please…!"
I softly stroked Natalia's back and waist, which were glistening enticingly with sweat and oil.
"Eu, euu…! Euuu…! Keu… heuk…!"
"My, you have quite a lot of tension and fatigue built up."
"Heuk…! Keu… hiik…! Mas-ter…! Plea-se…!"
I traced up her sides, which were devoid of any excess fat, and came down along her angry erector spinae muscles.
At the end of that path, Natalia's pussy, dripping with saliva-like fluids, looked truly delicious…
But I decided to save the best part for a little longer and reached for her large, peach-like buttocks.
"No matter when I see them, these are truly beautiful glutes."
"Aa, aa…! Aaaang…!"
I could see Natalia's face in the distance, biting her lip and moaning while clutching the sheets.
Thanks to that, I could clearly see her love juice seeping out like a spring and her twitching back-hole.
Furthermore, there was her clitoris, shyly peeking out from her thick pubic hair.
The bright red clit looked especially lovely today, so I exhaled my hot breath over it.
"Haah…"
"Eugeuk, keuheuk…! Hiik…!"
"Hahaha, it's quite lovely how your whole body shakes just from me blowing on you."
"He-ek, he-ek… hi… ik… Mas… ter… plea… se…"
"I'm sorry, but the massage isn't over yet."
"Su-such a thing… aaaang…!"
I pressed firmly around her wide-open anus and moved further down.
Right below was her vulva, with love juice stretching like sticky threads.
Natalia probably believed that this time, I would finally poke the place she most desperately craved.
"Euu, euuu…!"
When my fingers headed for her inguinal region instead, Natalia bit the pillow in frustration.
However… unfortunately for her, I was in such a good mood that a hum escaped my lips.
"Hmm-hmm~"
"Keuheuk…! Haah, hauk…!"
Every time my hand touched her, Natalia let out desperate sighs and moans.
She twisted her whole body and trembled piteously.
"I've seen this sight countless times already, but I never get tired of it."
"Heuu… heuu… heu… please… now… please… heuk…"
In the end, Natalia shed tears.
Hmm… no matter how much she wailed and pleaded, I had intended to tease her for another hour…
I had made that promise to myself, but seeing her want me so desperately that she even cried made my heart soften.
As a result, I thrust my giant root, which was just as angry as Natalia, all the way inside her in one go.
"Hiik…! A, aa…!"
"Isn't this what you wanted, Lady Natalia? Why are you so surprised?"
"Dee-deeper! Harder…! Eungo-ok…♥"
"Haha, that is truly the sound of a female."
"Keu-ok…! Oho-ok…! Eut, eungo-ok…!"
As expected, I only truly get started when sounds like these come out.
The kind of pure sound that comes from trembling in pleasure, forgetting all about dignity and status.
Besides, Natalia wasn't the only one who had been holding back.
Before I knew it, I was grabbing Natalia by the hair, pulling her head up, and thrusting my hips like a madman.
"Keu-hiik…! Hii, hii…! Mas-ter…! More… more…! Oo-ok…♥!"
"This makes you tighten up even more? You lewd bitch!"
—Slap! Slap!
"Keuuuk…! Hiik…!"
Her snow-white buttocks were stained bright red.
Even while trembling from the sharp pain and being thrust into all the way to her cervix, Natalia rotated her hips with all sorts of coquetry and flirtatiousness.
Even in her delirious state, her peak skill was truly worthy of the Princess of the Sword.
Thanks to that, an involuntary groan escaped my lips as well.
"Kuh…!"
"Aang, aaaang! Don't stop! More, more! Ha-aang…!"
"Haah, haah…!"
"Yes, yes! More, more! Deeper! Master…! Master, Master…!"
Natalia reached her arms back and immediately wrapped them around my neck.
As if she were trying to devour my mouth now that we were finally touching, she thrust her tongue in the moment our lips met.
"Muu-eup!! Heung, heung…! He-eup, ha-eup…! Keuu-eup…!"
At some point, I was grabbing Natalia's breasts instead of her hair.
So hard and roughly that it would leave nail marks and bruises.
However, as if she liked that even more, Natalia wailed while grinding her hips even harder.
"Eugeuk, keueuk…! Hiik…! Keuo-ok…! Eut, eungo-ok…!"
—Splat, splat, splat!
Every time our flesh collided like crashing waves, Natalia wailed and sobbed.
She clutched the sheets, bit the pillow, and fluttered with her whole body.
"Heuo-ok…! Eut, o-ok…! Keuo-ok…! Mas-ter…!"
"Haah, haah, yes! Me too…!"
"In… side…! Fill me…! Hiii-ik…!"
Natalia's vagina tightened so hard it felt like it was trying to wring me dry.
Thanks to the incredible tightening that made me feel the vaginal walls clinging to me, I couldn't hold back any longer.
—Throb, throb…
"Keu… eut…!"
"Hi-eut…! Heut…! Keu… hit…!"
It was an ejaculation so intense that for a moment, I felt as if everything from my waist to my toes had vanished.
Because of that, all the strength left my body, and I collapsed onto Natalia's back as if crumbling.
Natalia immediately turned her body around and hugged me as if she were trying to crush me.
"Haah, haah, Master… Master… I'm so happy… ah…"
"I'm glad you seem satisfied."
"Huhu, thank you. Haah… enjoying it with everyone is good, but monopolizing Master like this is also truly wonderful…"
Tomorrow was finally the day the main tournament of the World's Greatest Husband Contest would begin.
Since Natalia was to decorate the first match, which could be called the opening act, I naturally gave her a massage today.
Well… as a result, we ended up naked and embracing each other.
‘By the way, I have absolutely no information on her opponent…’
Regrettably, Natalia's opponent was a mysterious Nameless Knight whose face was hidden by armor.
Furthermore, rumors were circulating that all the preliminary participants who had faced that knight had died from their injuries…
Perhaps because of that, I reflexively tightened my grip on Natalia's shoulder.
"Aren't you nervous?"
"Huhu, not at all. Since Master has relaxed everything for me. But…"
"But?"
"Because you teased me so much, I'm not satisfied yet!"
No… you just climaxed enough to squirt…
Besides, no matter how much of an immortal body that never tires I have, a man needs time to get started again…
"Woah…!"
"Ha-eung, chureup… he-eup… huhu, you've already regained your energy."
"Well, it can't be helped."
I overlapped my body on top of Natalia's as she spread her legs wide.
This time, I would definitely watch from the front as her eyes rolled back and she fainted.
Just as I was about to move my hips with that thought.
"How long do you plan on only doting on Natalia!"
"That's right! Sister, I can't hold back anymore either!"
"Yeah! Darling, hold me too!"
The door to the aesthetic room burst open, and my women came pouring in.
Well… this can't be helped either.
"Right?"
"Huhu, yes. Then let's all enjoy ourselves together."
Regardless of how great a match tomorrow was or whose presence we were showing off our skills in.
We became entangled with each other, just as we always had, and just as we would continue to do.