The First Princess Lee Cheong-ah (2)
Paang! Paaang! Pang! Paaang!
"Kyaaht♡ So good♡ Kkeuhit♡ More♡ Bheut♡ Bhiit♡"
"If Cheong-hye dies like this, are you going to take responsibility? Move aside!"
"M-My lady!"
- Bang! -
Thud, thud.
I timed it perfectly with First Princess Lee Cheong-ah entering the room. With my left hand I flipped up the chastity guard soaked in Second Princess's love juices, then coated my right hand with a touch of sexual energy and brought it down hard on her ass.
- Smack! -
"Buhihihit♡"
- Squirt! Squirt! Squish-squish-squirt! -
The high-pressure tide of sexual energy I had infused shot straight into the room and struck First Princess Lee Cheong-ah right in the face as she turned toward us. Since I had completely excluded the Fragrance of Lust from the moment she stepped inside, there would be no aphrodisiac effect on her.
"Ahh! W-What is this!? Cheong-hye!"
What First Princess Lee Cheong-ah saw was me sitting on the bed, staring at her, and her own younger sister leaking fluids from beneath the flipped-up chastity guard.
"What do you think you're doing! No, you—you're the one who fell in the rear garden?!"
"I don't know anything about that."
"You insolent bastard! How dare you! Show proper respect to Her Highness the First Princess at once! Your Highness! This man is dangerous!"
- Shing! -
One of the young female guards who had followed the princess stepped in front of her and immediately drew her sword, pointing it straight at me.
'Standing next to the First Princess makes her look especially plain. Sex Demon Finger Wind!'
"How presumptuous, you cunt. You're in for a beating."
I mixed destructive sexual energy into the finger wind I fired from my fingertip and struck the guard's dantian.
- Thud! -
"Kkhh! Krrrk!"
With a single hastily launched finger wind using the principles of the Sex Demon Sovereign Step, the guard foamed at the mouth and collapsed on the spot.
'She won't die.'
"Kyaaah!"
First Princess Lee Cheong-ah screamed when the guard right in front of her dropped in an instant. In contrast, Second Princess Lee Cheong-hye remained sprawled on the bed in the afterglow of climax, panting heavily while staring at the wall.
"Heeeh…♡ Heuh…♡ Hueeeh……"
"Investigate Second Princess. Treason. Obstruction. Accomplice?"
- Srrrk! -
At that moment, the only one who noticed the scaly skin on half of the man's crushed face slowly flaking away and returning to normal was First Princess Lee Cheong-ah herself.
**
The scene First Princess Lee Cheong-ah witnessed upon entering the room was something she had never experienced or even heard of in her twenty-two years of life. Her mind nearly froze in the face of such chaos.
- Smack! -
"Buhihihit♡"
- Squirt! Squirt! Squish-squish-squirt! -
- Splash! -
The moment she stepped far enough inside to see the bed, a considerable amount of foul-smelling, sticky liquid flew from the bed and struck her philtrum.
"Ahh! W-What is this!? Cheong-hye!"
She barely managed to collect herself and opened her eyes wide. On the bed, Second Princess Cheong-hye lay in an obscene posture wearing only her undergarments, making strange noises, while the man tormenting her younger sister was clearly the same one she had seen before.
"Y-You! The one who fell in the rear garden?!"
He was the strange man whose entire body had been blackened by soot—the one First Princess Lee Cheong-ah herself had discovered in the rear garden after hearing a loud explosion during her nighttime stroll. The loyal warrior Jin-hee, whom she had ordered to look after him that day, had just been knocked down by a single finger point from this man after questioning his rudeness.
"How presumptuous, you cunt. You're in for a beating!"
From the man's mouth came a string of vulgar words so crude they shattered all common sense—words First Princess Lee Cheong-ah had never heard in her entire life within the deep palace.
- Flick! -
"Kkhh! Krrrk!"
Moreover, with overwhelming martial prowess, he had defeated Jin-hee—one of the strongest warriors she had ever seen, even if that was limited to the imperial guards—with nothing but a single finger flick.
The emotion First Princess Lee Cheong-ah had felt upon entering the room was anger toward those who had accused her younger sister of treason, sealed off her chambers under the pretext of investigation, and tormented her. But the moment she stepped inside and had that unknown liquid splashed across her face, even greater emotional turmoil struck her: a powerful attraction mixed with instinctive repulsion. The dissonance and bewilderment born from those contradictory feelings.
"Kyaaah!"
Finally, the man's martial arts—too fast and fierce to even see—awakened in her, for the first time in her life, the terror and powerlessness of the weak standing before the strong… along with a spark of curiosity.
The ancestors of the Western Xia had, for hundreds of years, thoroughly educated at least one princess per generation as nothing more than a tool for political marriage, gradually transforming their tribe into a kingdom and then an empire. In her generation, First Princess Lee Cheong-ah, superior in both age and beauty, had been chosen for that role early on.
To ensure the success of a political marriage whose partner she did not even know, she had learned basic academics including Western Xia history, simple martial arts for the health of the children she would one day bear, and various forms of refinement to spread Western Xia culture in her future husband's country. From a young age she could no longer remember, First Princess Lee Cheong-ah had lived as a model for all people. Unlike her somewhat headstrong younger sister who still caused trouble even at her age, First Princess Lee Cheong-ah had lived a life without a single shameful act as a direct member of the imperial family.
In other words, she was the very princess prepared for political marriage for the sake of Western Xia's national interests—a bird in a cage. For her entire life, even when her older brother suddenly passed away last year, she had been forbidden from leaving the palace according to protocol and had spent several days and nights alone in the empty rear palace, wetting her pillow with tears. Due to the ongoing misfortunes of Western Xia, the national marriage with the Liao Dynasty had also fallen through, leaving her no choice but to continue her tedious daily life.
The only deviations she had ever experienced were the occasional stories her maids told of the city outside the castle and how they mingled with the common people. Even on the day she discovered the man, and even just before her sister began making noise while suffering all manner of humiliation, she had been imagining herself leaving the castle to build a modest family and live a simple life like ordinary citizens.
However, the new fate that had come to her was neither the political marriage arranged by the imperial family nor the life of a humble wife.
"Investigate Second Princess. Treason. Obstruction. Accomplice?"
Staring at the man's face as he spoke in that idiotic tone, First Princess Lee Cheong-ah felt her body stiffen without realizing it.
"!"
As the scaly skin flaked away and the wrinkled skin smoothed out, the man's face gradually revealed itself. It was not merely a handsome face—it was a jade-like countenance so flawless that First Princess Lee Cheong-ah, who had seen few even passably good-looking men in her life, could never have imagined it. Unfortunately, from that moment on her heart began pounding furiously at the sight of this strange man, as if determined to turn her entire life upside down.
However, the bridal training she had received her whole life had strongly emphasized emotional control under the guise of refinement. Despite the complex and dizzying situation, and despite having fallen head over heels at first sight, a dignified rebuke with no room for argument left her lips.
"This lady is asking what exactly you are doing right now!"
At her voice filled with anger, the man who had been silent slowly looked around before opening his mouth.
"What am I doing? Trying to keep your stupid little sister alive. Even rolling in a dogshit field is better than dying, so being my sex slave is better than being executed. Don't you agree?"
At the man's absurd sophistry, First Princess Lee Cheong-ah's mind, already overloaded, grew distant.
**
'Anyone seeing this would think we'd all taken sleeping pills together.'
"W-What should we do?"
I had the female warrior who had done her best to block First Princess Lee Cheong-ah's intrusion lay the fainted princess beside her unconscious younger sister on the bed. The foolish guard who had thrown her life away without even recognizing the difference in our levels was left lying on the floor.
First Princess Lee Cheong-ah was not a member of the Sex Demon Cult, so subduing her with aphrodisiacs and taking her without hesitation might not cause any real problems. Yet unlike with her sister, my male instincts were sending a powerful warning. If I took this pure-feeling princess—despite her well-proportioned, large-breasted figure—with cheap aphrodisiacs as easily as buying sweets in the market, I would regret it for a long time.
I needed to make sure that even if it took a long time, she would come into my arms of her own volition while in a completely normal state of mind. It was the same kind of caution I had exercised by not yet claiming Ping Du-ryeon's maidenhead. I left First Princess Lee Cheong-ah as she was and left the rear palace.
"But how am I supposed to seduce a woman without the Fragrance of Lust? And the first impression was the worst possible."
Almost every woman who had come to me so far had clearly been influenced by the Fragrance of Lust to some degree.
'If my face were handsome enough to make sane women abandon their chastity, the Heavenly Demon Cult would have already taken this body's virginity long ago.'
Plus, the impression of me tormenting her sister would be deeply etched into her mind for a while, so I should keep my distance for now. With that conviction, I trudged out of the imperial palace to soothe the emptiness in my lower body.
"Sigh, I guess I'll just go comfort Yang So-hee instead."