Additional Evaluation and the Dungeon's Night (3)
Chloe was in an incredibly good mood right now.
The combat evaluation she'd prepared for so meticulously, grinding her teeth in determination. And yet, she hadn't taken first place. Unexpectedly, the top spot went to Count Yulian.
She'd been a little upset at first. But upon reflection, it was actually a good thing. The count was the man she was interested in, after all.
And Chloe's evaluation of Count Yulian was currently sky-high.
'I want him even more now. He's definitely no ordinary wastrel playboy. And more than that...'
Her score in this evaluation was second place. In other words, she'd finally beaten that annoying redheaded witch. It had been a razor-thin margin, but a win was a win.
Chloe briefly recalled the grudge that had been building since last year against that Rozette... no, whatever-her-name-was witch.
The first-year joint class between the Magic Order and Alchemy Order: Introduction and Practice of the Four Elements. And Chloe, already an exceptional alchemist even before enrollment.
Naturally, she'd taken first place in the theory exam across both orders combined.
'But... that practical. It still pisses me off just thinking about it!'
True to its name, the class combined theory with hands-on practice. Converting the attributes of the four elements through mana. In the final practical evaluation, Chloe had lost first place.
Rozette had snatched it. And with a historically high score at the Pantheon, the gap between them had been massive.
In the end, even combining theory and practice, Chloe had lost overall.
'That was the first humiliation of my life.'
Chloe had poured every ounce of effort into that practical, even breaking into a cold sweat. But that redheaded witch had breezed through it like a picnic, casually claiming first place.
Not just the cadets, but the professors had been stunned by Rozette. Everyone praised her as a once-in-a-generation genius.
Of course, Chloe had been pushed aside. Even now, the humiliation made her hands tremble.
So she'd desperately prepared for the new semester's cadet representative duel too...
If that incident hadn't happened in the Colosseum that day, she would've lost again. It ended in a draw, but anyone could see it was a judgment loss for her.
The fresh wave of humiliation had her grinding her teeth from the start of the new term. And today, she'd finally settled that score.
'And... just a bit ago at dinner, I humiliated that witch again.'
The earthen shelter they'd built now. A temporary refuge for surviving the dangerous night in the dungeon. She'd used alchemy alongside Count Yulian to craft it with exquisite precision.
Rozette hadn't been any help in the process. And the count had subtly excluded her from the work, as if she were a hindrance.
So Rozette's dejected expression was plain for all to see. The sight only heightened Chloe's satisfaction.
'But it's not enough! That arrogant witch... Before we came here, she kept talking back to me. A mere commoner!'
So Chloe planned to inflict even greater humiliation on the witch this deep into the night. In the previous two decisive victories, she'd crushed her as a cadet.
This time, it was Rozette's turn to learn humiliation as a woman.
'That witch seems pretty close to Count Yulian. So then.'
Chloe was an alchemist and an outstanding merchant. Her instincts were razor-sharp.
Count Yulian had changed dramatically in his second year. In his first year, he'd hidden his looks behind bizarre attire and a fake beard.
Now, he was breathtakingly handsome—enough to make any woman's heart race. Chloe was drawn more to his other qualities, but no ordinary girl could resist that face.
Rozette was no exception.
'A lowly commoner cadet girl like her. One glance from him, and she'd fall head over heels. Plus, he's the grand duke's heir, the empire's finest noble son.'
And the count and Rozette already shared considerable familiarity.
That black magic wand she'd been using today—it was a gift from Count Yulian, or so Chloe had heard. Even to her eyes, it was no ordinary item.
She'd seen how flawlessly it channeled Rozette's mana every time.
Anyway, they were close enough for such an expensive gift. Sure, they called each other friends...
'But since that witch is a woman, there's no way she feels nothing. Especially after getting such a lavish present.'
Of course, the count didn't seem to have romantic interest in her. Chloe had wondered at first if Rozette was his mistress.
Unlike Chloe's voluptuous figure, the witch was short and flat-chested. Her face was a bit cute, but a virile man would inevitably crave a sensual body like Chloe's.
So the count's feelings for Rozette seemed strictly platonic.
But the witch? The opposite. At 21, Rozette had been an adult for two years now—no way she lacked interest in the opposite sex.
'Witches' blood is notoriously lewd, after all.'
And now, with divine power sealed, emotions were amplified by the rampant demon aura everywhere. Chloe's keen instincts told her Rozette was subtly conscious of Yulian.
'That innocent... no, idiotic witch. Yulian might be her first love.'
It didn't even need to be love. Simple admiration for a handsome noble would suffice. Chloe planned to crush that maiden's pure heart.
At the thought, Chloe's secret place twitched wildly. Her body was already burning up.
"Haa... haa... Yes... That arrogant witch can just... listen all night to me and the count having a hot night... like a defeated bitch in heat... haaht... ♡"
Yes. Chloe planned to pounce on Count Yulian tonight.
His magnificent cock...
Once she tasted it, no woman could hold back her moans.
She'd experienced it fully just two days ago. His atelier had echoed with her cries loud enough to bring the walls down.
Chloe intended to let Rozette hear those lewd moans all night. If she harbored even a sliver of feeling for him, it'd feel like having the man stolen away.
Even if it was just friendship, it didn't matter. As long as she proved her superiority as a woman—as a mature woman. For that, she'd already laid the groundwork.
"Haa... He's definitely out cold... hnght... ♡"
The earthen house framed by Count Yulian. But she'd handled the interior details. So she'd secretly dusted his room with a massive dose of sleeping powder.
Colorless, odorless—not even a poison expert would detect it. Harmless to the body. It induced deep, dreamless sleep. Highly effective.
Entering in her underwear, Chloe slipped a hand into her panties.
"Hnnngaaah... ♡"
As expected, her shameful place was sopping wet.
Imagining that idiot witch hearing every sound of their lovemaking all night... it only excited her more.
'Me and the count, making passionate love... and someone realizing it... haa... it feels so weird... especially that arrogant bitch... listening...'
Chloe placed a hand on the right earthen wall. A brief yellow glow spread. She transmuted the wall with earth-attribute mana.
She thinned it to plywood thickness. Now her moans would carry perfectly to the witch.
"Preparations complete... haa... now for here..."
The count lay covered by the blanket provided by the instructors before entering the dungeon. Lifting it revealed his combat uniform minus the armor.
Carefully, Chloe slid off his uniform pants, pulling his underwear down with them.
"Oh my... just as I thought. Haaang... ♡"
A rapturous voice escaped her unbidden. The same mighty cock as a few days ago. No—even bigger. Veins bulged fiercely along the powerfully erect shaft.
"It's working... perfectly."
This room wasn't just dusted with sleeping powder. For tonight, she'd added something extra.
'Erectile dysfunction cure—no, enhancer. Sprinkled it here. Of course it would.'
Chloe could no longer contain her boiling lust. Sure, revenge on Rozette was the excuse.
But two days ago, the sticky ecstasy in the atelier lingered in her mind.
Her core kept twitching; she couldn't sleep properly. Deep down, an indecent desire burned to have the count's body once more.
She even fantasized about him waking and ravishing her instead. Of course, that would be disastrous. Ravishing the grand duke's heir was grave discourtesy—a capital crime.
That thrill only drove her madder.
"Haaang... I want it... ♡"
Staring at his cock, her mind went blank. She couldn't hold back. Straddling him, Chloe engulfed his raging member in her mouth.
***
Deep into the night. The intruder in my room was Chloe.
Just as expected.
Immunity to All Poisons
Detected: Sleeping Powder, Erection Enhancer
Like back in the Neuber territory. This lewd lady planned to mount me in my sleep.
Chloe pulled out my tyrant and began fellatio. I cracked my eyes open to watch.
'The marquess's daughter addicted to face-fucking... unbelievably slutty.'
Though blaming her was unfair—my tyrant's prowess was too overwhelming. Once tasted, resistance was futile.
Plus the rampant demon aura in this Type 2 dungeon. It had no doubt inflamed her already heightened emotions into raw lust.
Up to that point, everything was as planned. I'd deliberately placed my room in the center. If Chloe made her move, I'd turn it against her.
"Slurp... slurp... hrrp... chuu... ♡"
Chloe slathered my cock in saliva. The intense fellatio nearly made my soul slip away.
But I steadied myself, anticipating what was happening beyond the wall.
'Chloe definitely manipulated that wall. With alchemy.'
One wall of my room—toward Rozette's. I'd seen the yellow glow when Chloe touched it.
Sure enough, she pulled off my cock and unleashed a torrent of lewd moans.
"Haaang... ♡ So good... so gooood... ♡ Noble count's cock is too good... ♡ Ahngh!!"
Her cries echoed deafeningly through the room—blatant and loud.
Like cheap motels with thin walls where neighboring moans keep you awake.
No way Rozette next door missed this. In the heart of a Type 2 dungeon, her senses were sharpened too.
Even asleep, those moans would wake her.
Meanwhile, Chloe grew bolder. Already in underwear, fellatio couldn't sate her—she hastily stripped her panties.
Viscous nectar stretched from her pussy, soaking her panties.
Schlurp—schlurp—
Then Chloe began grinding her drenched lower lips frantically against my shaft.
"Haht?! Go... good... ♡ Hard cock... ♡ Touching my pussy feels so good... ♡ Hnnngaaaah!!"
Her labia and entrance—sticky, slutty pussy flesh—slid up and down my shaft.
Demon aura made her act drugged, even lewder. Heightened sensitivity—she flung off her bra too.
Her voluptuous breasts jiggled wildly. She gripped them hard, pinching her soft nipples with her fingertips.
They stiffened instantly.
"Uwaang!! It's weird... getting so weird... ♡ Good... too gooood... !! ♡"
Not even inserted yet, and she wailed like a madwoman. Hips grinding nonstop against my cock.
My groin was soon drenched, sticky. That obscene pussy flesh coiling around me.
Different from penetration, but the sensation alone sent explosive pleasure surging to my tip.
'Calm down...'
While Chloe lost herself, I glanced at Rozette's wall—thinned by alchemy.
A tiny hole had appeared, barely big enough for a pinky finger. Unnoticeable at a glance.
It hadn't been there before. Chloe had only thinned the wall.
'Rozette must've made it.'
Startled by the sudden moans, she'd peeked to investigate.
She was probably watching Chloe grind desperately through that hole.
Perfect opportunity.
A+ Fate Rank witch Rozette. Time to show her Yulian not as a friend, but as a man.
And as the even hotter Chloe moved to impale herself on my cock—
I grabbed her waist firmly atop me and said,
"Chloe. What the hell do you think you're doing?"
That instant, her crimson gemstone eyes met mine.