Chapter 135
Chapter 135
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 135
Chapter Title: Sex Duel Declaration
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"You weren't planning on going easy on me from the start, were you? Huh?"
"Nah, I didn't think you'd fail to notice even that. Dekal, you're so fragile."
Kuh...!!
I mean, she took me down in one hit, so I couldn't argue.
"Frustrated?"
"You're just too strong."
"Use that frustration for training. Here, I'll help. This time, really gently."
"Haa."
Feels like I picked the wrong master...
I gripped the wooden sword again and charged at Tilia.
Tilia parried my attacks casually. Not just blocking—she tapped my vital points each time she did.
"Here. Here. Here."
"......"
After one minute of fighting.
I'd died 23 times.
An immense sense of defeat washed over me. How strong is my girlfriend? I remembered beating this girl by saying her 'combat skills were lacking.'
If there's this much difference in technique alone, spirit magic wouldn't stand a chance.
"I didn't realize you were this weak."
Tilia looked shocked.
"I keep telling you, you're too strong..."
"Hmm~~."
Tilia pondered.
She seemed to be wondering what to do about how weak I was.
...Humiliating. Extremely.
"Guess no advanced stuff yet. Let's start from the basics."
"Yeah..."
My motivation was already gone.
"Now, stand in front of the mirror. Copy my footwork."
"......"
I followed Tilia's movements.
It was simple—just moving my feet in sequence.
I wondered just how much of a noob she thought I was... but getting taught so meticulously from the start didn't feel bad.
"When moving sideways, like this. Put weight on your left foot and shift your center of gravity."
"Like this?"
"You're doing well."
...Feels like I'm a baby learning to walk.
But it definitely seemed helpful.
"Your movements are smooth anyway.
Your physical abilities are decent. You must've trained diligently since you were young?"
...That's just proxy stats doing the work.
I've never exercised a day in my life.
Sex counts as exercise, right?
"...I've done a lot of push-up-like stuff."
I phrased it vaguely.
"Being so sturdy must feel good to work with.
Wish I had a little brother like you."
"Doesn't Diana do this stuff?"
Tilia chuckled.
"Nope. From a young age, she said, 'This won't beat my sister,' and focused on other areas.
She got good at magic, though."
"You're good at imitating Diana."
Tilia's cheeks flushed.
"Well, family's family. I know her well."
"Still wanna duel me?"
"Hmm... Yeah, I do. But the outcome's too obvious."
Fair enough.
From Tilia's perspective, it'd be anticlimactic.
Of course, the duel result was decided long ago, no reason to humor her.
Tilia's fixation on dueling me was probably indirect influence from my suggestions.
I hadn't touched her body directly,
But I knew well how hypnosis affected the mind.
That day, the Vanguard sisters' fates twisted drastically after meeting me.
Diana, who had to beg forgiveness naked in front of everyone, was one thing,
But Tilia, who under the duel suggestion didn't protect her sister but drove her to strip, must've felt dissonance, leading to lingering regrets.
So.
Best to break Tilia with a duel after all.
"How about a handicap?"
"Handicap?"
"It's when the stronger one imposes restrictions to make it fair for the weaker."
Tilia blinked.
"Good idea. So Dekal, you actually wanted to duel me?"
"Not really.
But who knows when you'll come for my head. Better settle it quick. What do you say?"
"Sure. Name it. What handicap should I take?"
"How about unarmed strength contest?
I think I can win in raw power."
Tilia smiled confidently.
"Think you can overpower me? Pathetic. Try it. I won't even use my hands."
"No running away either."
"Running?"
Tilia lay flat on her back, back to the floor.
"Come on, I'll give you the first mount."
"......"
Gulp.
Things are going better than expected?
I quickly slipped between Tilia's legs.
Tilia spread her legs, wrapped them around my waist, and smiled at me.
"When do we start? Now?"
My erection was bulging through my pants, brushing against her lower body.
"Now...!"
I pounced on Tilia.
She twisted her hips slightly, pushing my pelvis away with her legs.
"Kuh!?"
I wouldn't lose that easily.
No matter what, I'd win in strength!
I pushed hard, but Tilia slipped away like an eel using only hip twists and lower body strength,
And toppled my balance instead.
I didn't even know what happened.
She'd said she'd receive me, spread her legs while lying down, yet I ended up suppressed—and when I came to, I was the one on the floor.
"Hehehe."
True to her word, Tilia kept her wrists together and mounted my waist, grinning.
"I win."
"......"
No way.
"Huh?"
Tilia's cheeks tinted as if she'd noticed something.
"Something hard's poking my butt. Why are you hard?"
"Because you were grinding your ass on it."
"I, I didn't grind."
I want to fuck her right now.
But I just got pinned. Depressing.
Tilia lifted her hips slightly, mindful of my dick.
In that instant, I lunged with my arms.
"Ng!"
Tilia really didn't use her hands—she pinned my arms with her legs, circled behind my head in a flash, and choked my neck with her thighs.
"Urk!"
I'd choked others, but never been choked myself.
Her thighs and calves clamped down like they could snap my neck.
Grah. I'm dying!
"Should I snap it for real?"
Tilia giggled, holding my life in her legs.
Damn... Even now, my erection won't go down.
Humiliating, but embarrassingly, I'd given my all against a woman and still lost—I had to admit it.
Tilia was strong.
Top-tier talent and honed skill in this world.
Level difference aside, even I could feel the gap in technique.
Tilia released the pressure and stood up.
I sat slumped, catching my breath.
"I lost. What do you want?"
"Forget it. This wasn't a duel. I didn't think you'd lose, and we didn't bet anything."
"Well, true."
"And this wasn't even a handicap."
Not using hands isn't a handicap?
No words for that.
A weird competitive urge surged.
I wanted to see this strong woman declare defeat to my dick.
But suggesting a sex duel outright would get me labeled crazy.
I hadn't implanted common sense-altering suggestions to accept sex offers gladly.
My suggestions were two.
Felt like ages ago, but I remembered.
「When defeated in a duel, comply actively with demands.」
「The world of competition is ruthless and solemn, so duel results supersede family rules.」
The effect of targeting with these two: make defeat cost dearly.
People are sly by nature—in bets, they minimize losses when paying up.
These suggestions counter that directly.
Tilia couldn't tolerate failing to meet the opponent's demands properly by her own standards.
That's why she stripped Diana and made her bow before me.
Without the suggestion, she'd at least have scolded her sister to defuse the crisis.
In short, once Tilia loses a duel, she'll do whatever I say.
Actively!
My erection wouldn't subside.
A duel defined as sex would be fun.
"Need help getting up?"
"No."
I stood on my own.
Tilia eyed my erection and said.
"...That thing. Still hard?"
"Because you ground your ass on it."
"Guys get hard from that? Must be exhausting."
"Erections don't need reasons. They just happen. But this time, you turned me on."
"Blame me, huh. I didn't grind... I pressed down to pin you."
"Another duel."
"...Hmng."
She flinched.
I'd seen a glint of killing intent in her eyes.
"Duels aren't games. What do you want from me? Don't forget—the more you test my honor, the heavier the stakes."
"Fine. I'm confident. But I doubt you can pull this off."
"What?"
Tilia glared sharply.
"What confidence? No matter the event, thinking you can overwhelm me is a huge mistake."
"If I lose, do whatever to me. But if I win, grant my wish."
"Deal. What do I do?"
"Sex."
...Nailed it.
Just moments ago, I'd coldly thought 「Suggesting a sex duel outright would make me seem insane,」
But I couldn't resist seeing her reaction.
"Sex."
I repeated it.
Tilia blinked at first, not getting it.
Then anger crept into her face.
"Are you insulting me?"
...Uh-oh. It's getting warm around here?
"Wait. Hear me out. Wasn't joking."
Tilia shot me a glare.
"If not a joke, then what?"
"What else? I'm serious."
Snap.
I flicked my fingers.
Tension drained from Tilia's body.
"Tilia. 「Duels with me are done via sex. This is only natural.」"
"Only natural..."
Clap.
I clapped to wake her.
Tilia's eyes refocused, and she declared confidently.
"Yeah. Let's duel with sex. Makes sense."
"It's like a fight. First to cum loses."
"I heard sex feels good, but it's mainly for making babies, right? What about pregnancy risk?"
Valid question.
"You said duels aren't games."
"......"
"We've fought for our lives before. No rule says a life-or-death duel can't stake risky sex.
Weren't you the one treating it like a game?"
I poked her altered common sense with a contrived argument.
This duel from the start demanded her chastity—an unfair deal.
Normally, she'd kick it away as bullshit.
But Tilia was already obsessed with dueling me, plus the suggestions.
Three suggestions tied to 「duel」 alone.
Tilia said calmly.
"Don't underestimate me. I was just considering you might not want it.
Sacred duel, and you wouldn't be ready for pregnancy sex with me?
「I'll beat you with sex.」 No experience, but perfect handicap."
I could feel her dissonance accelerating.
Sex dueling me was natural, even pregnancy risks.
Hadn't even started, but already felt good.
"How do we decide win/loss?
Just passing out from pleasure's vague."
"If you make me cum, you win. Just be honest. I'll trust you won't lie."
"Got it. If it feels good during sex, I'll say so honestly."
I cheered inwardly.
But outwardly, I feigned composure, like a gladiator steeling for a serious bout.
"Whew, the day has come at last."
Delivered a dramatic line.
"I'll topple you with my best pregnancy sex. Brace yourself, Dekal."
"Fine. What do you want if you win?"
"Your life."
She was after my head after all.
"That loss to Esty still bug you that much?"
"Not sure. I accept the defeat.
Even rematching, I couldn't beat that elf.
But since then, this urge to settle things with you hits hard sometimes.
I just want closure on this feeling."
I see.
I'd suspected as much—this clarified why Tilia clung to the duel.
Her dissonance was incomplete.
Suggestions directly opposing her ingrained norms or thick psychological defenses
Naturally affect the mind, surfacing outwardly.
Here, Tilia's guilt.
My suggestion 「Competition's world is ruthless, above family rules」 clashed head-on with her life.
Left as incomplete combustion, ambiguous state.
Simple fix.
Reinforce the suggestion to break her.
Etch deep that losing a duel means obeying me inevitably.
"Dekal. I don't know much about sex. Teach me well."
Tilia, who'd toyed with me, now innocently sought my guidance.
"Tonight. I'll visit the Vanguard mansion.
Dress pretty and wait. Got it?"
"Pretty?"
Tilia frowned.
Didn't fit her idea of a sacred duel.
"Why say that? Makes me mad."
"To make me cum, you gotta act pretty, duh. If you can't turn me on, it's an obvious loss even after sex, right?"
"......!"
Tilia startled, then nodded.
"You're right... Yeah. I was foolish.
I'll wear the sluttiest clothes, dress pretty and wait. That's fitting for this duel."
"Exactly. You can do pretty, right?"
"Sure."
Tilia agreed refreshingly.
"I'll dress up sexy, prep for sex. You better come."
"Yeah."
I grinned back.
The sisters won't leave my dick in peace.
The duel suggestion to punish Diana looped back via her sister's guilt, leading to her volunteering for a sex duel.
Hypnosis is the best.
One suggestion 「Duels are sex」 nullified Tilia's overwhelming combat power.
Just seasoning for delightful pregnancy sex.