Chapter 67
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 67
Chapter Title: My Power is Too Sweet - 2
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"I'm bored."
"Black-haired bitch. Promised creampie sex with Buok. Buok."
"Later."
Buok's ugly face twisted up.
What are you gonna do, glare at me?
"Clean the windows. They're dusty."
"I cleaned them for three hours. Buok."
"Clean them for four. Then we'll talk."
"I cleaned them perfectly. Buok!"
"Perfectly?"
I got up from the bed and approached Buok.
Buok hunched his shoulders, cowed by his massive, clumsy frame.
"You gonna throw 'perfect' around like that?"
"Ah... No. Buok. But I did make it clean. Buok."
"Let me see."
I checked every nook and cranny, and as expected, there were more than a few spots he'd missed.
"This is what you call done?"
"B-Buok..."
"Yeah? Show me."
"It's out of sight. Buok."
"You gotta clean where it's out of sight too. No complaining."
Buok resumed cleaning with a sullen look on his face.
Resting for a day or two is fine, but holing up in this room forever would drive me insane.
"I'm heading out."
"Can't go without Sir Dumerun's permission. Buok!"
"Fuck off."
Staying cooped up all day is the real problem.
While Dumerun's out, I should see how the castle runs.
And I'm hungry anyway, so the cafeteria first.
"Black-haired bitch."
"Huge tits."
"Ass too..."
I didn't dodge the orcs I passed in the halls.
If anything, I swayed my hips like I was daring them to try something.
The orcs couldn't tear their eyes off my body, drooling at the slightest sex appeal.
Way easier to read than humans.
But they wouldn't dare pounce.
"Sir Dumerun's bitch."
"Touch her and you're dead."
So, what do orcs eat around here?
The cafeteria surprisingly had a kindly old grandma dishing out rations.
"What are you doing here?"
"Can't you see? Working."
"Give me some food too."
"Tsk tsk. A young thing like you showing so much skin..."
"Orcs made me."
"I can tell you're enjoying it! Don't abuse that body. A pretty face fades with age."
"Got it."
"...More?"
"More, please!"
I got a tray like the other orc warriors and sat down.
All eyes on me.
Grandma wasn't wrong with her scolding. I could enjoy these lecherous stares now.
Would be a waste not to.
Expecting not to draw attention with this face and these tits is wishful thinking.
These head-sized jugs don't shrink just because I act prim and proper.
...Though some guys probably love that shit.
I thought of Clora, always so modest and girlish.
I can't pull that off.
Letting it all hang out is best.
Menu was rice and soup.
Mashed potatoes and a bit of dried jerky.
Not inspiring, but I ate to fill my stomach.
It'd been ages since I put anything but cum in my gut.
I scooped the rice heaping full and chowed down, then went back to grandma.
"How you holding up, granny?"
"Why you sticking around?"
"Orcs bothering you?"
"..."
Grandma eyed me warily.
Like she thought I'd rat her out if she spilled her guts.
Better to take it slow instead of pushing.
"I'll come by again."
I'd scoped the cafeteria.
Now a lap around the outer castle.
From what I could see wherever I wandered, there were about 200 to 300 orcs garrisoned here.
Dozens per camp, prisoners crammed in bamboo-screened cages like criminals, heads bowed.
When idle, orcs hunted wild beasts for meals or tinkered with simple tools—behaving not much different from humans.
...And they had noses like bloodhounds, even from afar.
I approached an orc guarding a camp.
He didn't even point his spear, just asked boredly.
"What do you want, black-haired bitch."
"Seen a woman with flashy hair?"
"Scram."
"Answer me."
"You'll pay for sassing Sir Dumerun."
"Who pays if you don't answer now?"
"...Broke through the encirclement a few days back. That what you wanted?"
"Hm."
Hena and Clora.
They made it out.
"That was you, huh."
"So what?"
"...Can't see why Sir Dumerun favors you."
"Huh? Really no idea?"
I leaned forward, thrusting out my tits.
"...Tch. Get lost."
Pfft, hahaha.
Teasing them is fun.
Wonder why Dumerun likes me? This body! The face! Head-sized tits!
'Pretty eyes.'
...Fuck, why's that popping up now?
"Your bitches reset our advantage. Two mage girls running wild with fire and water."
"Wouldn't helping you lose make the world better?"
Suddenly the orc lunged, throttling me.
"Guhk."
He let go quick, like he regretted it, and spat out.
"My friend burned to death."
"Sorry. Didn't know the details."
"Humans are a plague just existing.
Women as cocksleeves, men all dead. Sir Dumerun's orders.
Won't change no matter what you say."
"We'll see..."
I never said shit?
Don't even care what Dumerun does.
But maybe I should start paying attention.
My actions could swing this northern front big time.
Hell, just dragging powerhouses like him to bed would ease things for people...
"Why are you fighting?"
"Humans drove us to barren lands."
"Mm. Yeah."
I nodded.
"Humans want everything."
"What the hell are you?"
"Me? Sir Dumerun's bitch."
"...First woman I can actually talk to like this."
"You try talking? You just shove your dick in every gap."
"No point anymore.
Any human who'd sit at a table with orcs?"
Some battlefield seasoning there.
Common tongue fluent as any human.
"What's your name?"
"Koska."
I filed away this sleek orc.
Not all orcs are mindless buok-buok pussy hounds.
Doesn't erase their savagery, though.
"No! Stop!!"
"Cum while watching your husband!"
"N-No, don't...!!"
Screams of a female prisoner getting violated somewhere.
Her husband'd despair seeing his mind-broken wife soon...
From a human view, orcs are pure threat.
But wipe humans out, orcs suffer too?
No female orcs in sight.
Same with goblins.
[Lady "Goddess Born from Foam" whispers that you could set things right.]
No way.
How to fix interspecies beef?
Humans can't even stop discriminating among ourselves.
But...
The "Goddess Born from Foam" pushed the Demon Lord route.
Demon Lords solve disputes?
Nah, bury small fights in bigger ones.
Orcs overrun the capital, peaceful folk invaded.
Not a fun sight.
Walk over. Back at the room, door ajar—Buok and Dumerun's voices leaked out.
"Where'd she go?"
"Sh-She said she stepped out briefly. Buok."
"Let her do as she wants. Probably needed fresh air."
"Why leave the black-haired bitch alone? Buok! Rape makes it easy."
"It'll happen naturally."
Goosebumps on my arms.
"Pretty-eyed girl. Drop her guard, she'll look my way."
Ugh.
Emotional damage. Stop.
"Buok... Black-haired bitch hates that stuff. Buok."
"What does she like? You know?"
"Buok. Likes creampie sex."
"Forcing her ruins it."
"Mm... Uhmm..."
I eavesdropped, curious what Buok would say.
"Petty and hot-tempered, so listen well and she'll warm up. Buok."
Yeah. Petty and angry.
You idiots can't imagine what I've been through.
Even dumb Buok saw through me—ego bruise. Quit listening, walked in.
"Back. Dumerun."
"You're back."
"...Quitting time?"
"Ended early today. Wanna tell me what you did?"
"Nah."
I brushed past Dumerun and flopped on the bed.
"Not leaving?"
"Mm."
"You listening?"
...Dumerun suddenly toppled.
Like a heavy statue tilting, slow arc—thud.
I watched from the bed.
"What the?"
"Buok! Sir Dumerun! Body's hot. Burning up. Buok."
"Don't fuss. Dead's good."
"Buok..."
"What?"
"Sir Dumerun was kind to Si-hyeon. Buok."
"...So?"
"Basic decency. Buok."
"This fucker spouting truths today? Wanna die?"
"Buok."
Ah, driving me nuts.
Why collapse now? Looks like my fault.
"Help me move him to bed."
"Buok!"
"One. Two."
Dumerun didn't budge.
"Hey! You pushing?"
"Buok... H-Heavy. Buok...!"
"Sigh."
Call reinforcements.
Vir and Dumerun's messy, so Yupinel and Trisha helped lift.
"Nngh!"
Dumerun on the bed.
Asked Yupinel since she was here.
"What do you think?"
"Looks like a magic wound flared up. Need to strip him."
Ah, gross.
"Together."
Trisha stepped up, so I had to too.
We struggled off his sweat-soaked armor. Problem clear at a glance.
Hena's lethal chest stab tormented him.
Red seal like tree roots blazing at his sternum.
He said it was a seal spell originally...
Hena's tweak to destruction magic was masterful.
"Can you heal it?"
"Yeah."
Yupinel answered crisply.
"But rest after. A day at least."
"Heal the guy who did this to us?"
Trisha said.
Exactly. Could finish him and bolt, why heal?
Buok met my eyes.
Damn...
Don't look at me like that.
I know without your input, Buok. Basic morals are trite.
But world's not simple.
Dumerun killed Kain, Yupi's enemy basically.
Nearly killed Vir too.
"Yupi. Late, but...
This bastard killed Kain."
"Kain's dead?"
Yupi blinked wide-eyed.
"So no need to save."
"What do you want, Si-hyeon?"
"Save him.
...Owes me a favor."
"Fine then. Sucks he's gone, but not my problem."
Knew she'd say that.
"Great Heal."
I watched Dumerun's wound knit.
"I'll head out first."
After Trisha and Yupi left, I shooed Buok out and sat in a chair.
"Mm..."
"Awake?"
"Bed, huh. I'll get up soon."
"Just lie there."
"Why save me?"
"Felt wrong leaving you to die."
"Haha! Fair enough."
The guy can laugh.
Fresh flesh budded on the rotted wound, blood trickling.
Sheets'll stain.
"Sit up. I'll wrap you."
I rummaged the drawer for bandages.
Good thing I snooped when bored.
"Turn."
Chest this thick?
One loop took forever.
"Thanks."
"Just sloppy wrap. Don't wanna dirty the bed."
Dumerun pulled me in.
No words. He kissed me, and I figured he would.
Arms coiled, lips met, tongues mingled passively.
"Chup... Chuup..."
Not planning this.
Body obeyed lust, relaxed into it slow.
Not like our eyes locked or anything.
Just... hadn't done it in forever.
Sex withdrawal.
"Haup... Mm... Nn..."
Soft kisses dragged on.
Bodies pressed.
Half hour later, Dumerun pulled back.
"Won't do what you hate."
"No kissing. Hate it."
"Took it well."
"Instinct... Habit."
Veins bulged on Dumerun's arms.
"Other orcs teach you?"
"N-Not other orcs exactly... Just... other guys? Males?"
Ah. Don't mention others now.
Knew I trashed bedroom etiquette.
But manners with an orc? Pointless.
Why ruin the mood?
"Awake? Let go.
Take care of your wound."
Dumerun didn't reply.
Instead, kneaded my tits softly.
Gentle, ticklish touch.