Chapter 16 — Reconstructing Affection (1)
Chapter 16 — Reconstructing Affection (1)
For Erenier, war was not painful.
A demon's hoof trampled a human, turning them into shredded meat. Instantly after, a malice-laden spearhead flying from behind that demon pierced its heart.
The screams of demons and humans echoed out.
The blood spilling from them soaked the earth.
And Erenier's magic grew by drinking that blood.
Though filled with an ominous and terrifying aura, its transcendent might paradoxically radiated a sense of purity.
Demons and humans who had been tearing at each other like vengeful spirits were startled by that force and turned toward its source—Erenier.
In that moment, they all stiffened like stone.
A wave of black energy surged forward and froze several hundred figures in their places in an instant.
What followed was a one-sided slaughter.
The black-clad soldiers of the South Black Territory, who guarded Erenier's side, began to move. They started selecting and killing the soldiers of Merde among the paralyzed.
Now, Erenier's half-day of work was done.
Her daily duties ended after performing a five-minute casting two or three times each day. She was a grand wizard, capable of altering the tide of war with that alone.
That was why war was not painful for Erenier.
What pained her was loneliness.
"...I'm back, Roan No. 2...♡"
Erenier returned to her quarters and placed a light kiss on the plaster bust beside her bed.
Though it was a tent set up in a battlefield encampment, it was the place where the daughter of the South Black Lord and the Demon King's fiancée resided. The tent was decorated far larger and more lavishly than the quarters of most nobles.
And surrounding the bed in that spacious tent were various ornaments.
Starting with the 1:2 scale Roan bust at the bedside, there were Roan portraits of various sizes, small Roan full-body and half-body statues, dolls modeled after Roan's appearance, and an elegant jewel box containing a part of Roan.
Even lying on the bed was a 'Huggable Pillow Roan', made by ordering a portraitist to paint an image on cloth, stuff it with cotton, and seal it.
It was her collection, which she had agonized over and arranged all night as soon as she finished her first battle after arriving at the front the day before.
Having gazed upon the precious images of Roan once over, Erenier felt a sense of relief welling up inside her.
A wizard's fatigue was unrelated to working hours. Having consumed a significant amount of mana in one go, Erenier began to want some rest.
Though it might have just been an excuse because she missed Roan♡
Giggling, Erenier gently stroked the horns of Roan No. 2, the most cherished item she kept closest to the bed.
"It's already my second day here. A whole week has passed since I last saw you, my love. It's already this hard, so how will I manage later?"
Erenier let out a deep sigh and gazed into the eyes of Roan No. 2. Where the bust's pupils would be, deep-colored amethysts matching the color of Roan's eyes had been set.
Those mysterious and lovely eyes that appeared violet in sunlight and a bluish purple in the dark.
"...I want to pluck them out and keep them...♡"
Erenier squirmed slightly. Just the thought of possessing his lovely eyes seemed to send a thrill of excitement through her.
But he was a mighty emperor. She could never defeat him by force. Roan was always highly vigilant, so he rarely ever let his guard down.
...But just before I departed, he was a bit different.
He was oddly kind. Oddly careless.
The way he spoke and acted, as if he trusted Erenier, unlike his usual self, was so deeply shocking.
"...Haaan..., Roan♡"
Roan had grasped her shoulder and declared his intention: 'I want our first night to be somewhere proper.'
My lovely Demon King.
Unaware of what she was doing, Erenier stroked her lower belly.
Once our first night comes, inside here....
"...Will be full of your seed...♡"
If things go well, a child resembling both of us might be conceived just once♡
Maybe once won't be enough. That's okay. I'll receive Roan's thick semen inside me again and again, filling it up. Then the chance of conceiving will increase, right?
Erenier's heart grew increasingly elated.
Finally unable to stand it any longer, Erenier threw off her coat and roughly pushed her hand under her skirt.
"...Roan♡."
Just from imagining it, a clear fluid was already seeping out little by little from her lower region. Erenier gently rubbed it with her fingertip.
What would Roan say if he saw this?
Would he call me pretty? Would he call me lovely?
Would he call me a lewd bitch dripping all over the place?
"Anything is fine♡♡"
Erenier lay down on the bed. Her chest, tightly bound by her dress, felt suffocating.
Irritably, she untied the front lacing of her outdoor dress, and her enormous breasts burst free as if finally able to breathe. Erenier pulled down the chest area of her dress and liberated her bosom.
"Haaan...♡"
The fabric chafed against her already stiffened nipples, intensely stimulating them.
Erenier wetted her fingers with her arousal fluid and touched her breasts, which sagged to either side under their own weight, the areolae atop them, and the pink nipples.
"...Nngh...."
The nipples, which she thought were already fully erect, swelled even more, craving further stimulation.
Erenier began to gently sweep over her nipples with both hands.
Her fingers, slick with her own fluids, stimulated the sensitive spots with just the right intensity—neither painful nor ticklish.
...Would it feel like this if Roan licked me?
Erenier's face flushed scarlet as she imagined Roan latched onto her chest with his tongue, licking her nipples.
"Haaan..., Roan♡, Roan♡...!"
I wish he would lick my breasts.
I wish he would suck my breasts as much as he wants.
I wish he would knead my breasts as he pleases, and hold me with his arms so I couldn't escape as I writhe in pain and pleasure.
I wish he would bite my breasts with his teeth and leave marks anyone could recognize.
"Hut, haahk, Ro-Roan, I'm, I'm going to come...♡"
Erenier's body, already accustomed to masturbation, felt a light climax from her breasts alone.
Beneath her hiked-up skirt, from the split cleft, the evidence of her inability to withstand the pleasure began to soak Erenier's underwear profusely.
The small scrap of cloth could not handle her entire gush. Soon a puddle formed on her sheets.
Gazing down at her large, heaving breasts, Erenier panted for breath.
"...Haaan, already..., I c-ca-came...."
Erenier moved her hand between her wet thighs. Her long, elegant fingers buried themselves in the plump flesh of her groin.
She slowly began to caress its very center.
The split cleft and the sensitive spot above it, slightly protruding in excitement.
"Ro...an♡"
What would her first time with Roan be like?
Just from imagining it, she felt her breath quicken.
Even just doing this alone could make her come several times; could she really endure it if she were actually with Roan?
Erenier bit her lip lightly.
She lacked a bit of confidence.
Wouldn't a woman who just keeps coming endlessly be disliked?
"Sh-should I..., endure it...?"
But contrary to the words slipping from her lips, her lower mouth made lewd sounds. The sticky fluid that wetted her fingers from the lower petals of the cleft created obscene squelching noises every time Erenier's fingers moved.
If only these fingers were not hers but Roan's.
If only they were his hot fingers.
Before she knew it, the movements of Erenier's hand quickened. As they did, her hot breaths and moans quickened as well.
"Hic, Ro-, an, haaan, hut, haaht, nng...!"
The arousal fluid now gushing out like a bursting dam wetted not just Erenier's fingers but her entire hand.
Yet Erenier paid it no mind and focused only on the pleasure from her lower body.
Her crimson eyes rolled upwards further and further. Her moist lips parted slightly. Already approaching another climax, she had no leisure to care about how her face looked.
How happy would I be if Roan rubbed between my lewd thighs like this!
"Haaan, haaaaaaang...♡"
With an ecstatic cry, Erenier's waist and buttocks trembled faintly once more.
But the Roan in her mind did not stop.
"Ha...nn♡, my emperor, so beastly♡"
She had seen Roan's lower body before. She had witnessed him mixing his body with sex slaves countless times when she visited him.
She had also seen his fully aroused member being driven into the lowly bodies of humans many times.
Recalling that sight, Erenier pushed her anger aside and focused on remembering his manhood.
"Th-this much...?"
Erenier carefully pushed three fingers into her vaginal entrance. Though her hand and lower body were thoroughly wet, fitting three fingers in at once was tight.
The presence felt inside her wet vagina heightened the pleasure. She could feel the sensation of her vulva squeezing her fingers tightly as if writhing.
"Haaang...♡"
But Erenier suppressed a moan and shook her head slightly.
This isn't enough.
"Th-this... much...?"
One more finger pushed into her mucous folds.
The inner lips surrounding her fingers quivered, struggling against the sudden intrusion of one additional foreign object.
Glistening with arousal fluid, her lower body gaped open and shut, forgetting shame in the face of pleasure and faint pain.
"Ah, I still... can't do more than this♡"
If she inserted any more, the first time she was to offer him might be damaged.
Though it felt lacking, Erenier decided to be satisfied with four fingers and gently slid them in and out of the valley between her legs.
"Hah... aht♡"
She imagined Roan pressing down on her, invading her inside.
It might not be a substitute for the real thing, but when the tip of him enters me, it'll feel like this, right?
Flushed with anticipation, her hand movements quickened once more.
"Haaak, hut, hut, Ro-Roaan, I-I'm, hahk...♡"
Erenier was now too busy to even breathe, her eyes rolled up. A small tongue slipped out past her wide-open red lips.
It was a lewd expression of climax, no matter who saw it.
"Hahk, hahk, Ro-, ah-, an, I-I'm, f-fingers, coming, I'm comingggh...♡♡♡"
Her entire body, which had been moving breathlessly, began to tremble violently. Her slender waist and glistening vulva lifted toward the ceiling, and her thighs quivered, unable to contain the excitement.
Her sweat-drenched head, thrown back as far as it could go, held unfocused eyes staring at the ceiling, filled with ecstasy.
"Haa, haa.... Someday.... Truly with yours...♡"
Erenier looked affectionately at Roan No. 2, which gazed down at her.
She was breathing raggedly, catching her breath.
It was then.
"Lady Erenier."
The face that had been savoring the pleasant afterglow instantly filled with murderous intent.
In a voice that had cooled to an unimaginable degree, Erenier answered the soldier outside the tent.
"...What is it?"
"Information sent from Basel."
"Tell me there."
A barrier was cast around this tent anyway.
No sound could escape without Erenier's permission.
"...It is reported that His Majesty has ordered that cannibalism not be conducted before humans."
"...What? What do you mean? Did the messenger say that?"
"No. It is official information. The same directive has been issued to all fronts."
Erenier became perplexed.
Yes, right before I left, he told me to keep the humans alive.
It was a question she had set aside because it was just before marching out. Why on earth?
"There is one more piece of information sent by a separate courier. It is said he released the human princess who was in the prison."
"...."
Erenier's hands, which had been irritably straightening her disheveled dress, stopped abruptly.
An incomparable gloom and darkness settled over her face, which had been twisted in annoyance.
Her frozen blood-red eyes glimmered eerily.
It was an expression that would have made anyone who saw it take a step or two back.
"...Don't tell me."
It was the princess Merde had foisted onto Evirgio under the pretext of a unilateral agreement, telling them to take her as a concubine.
She had specially ordered the guards to thoroughly trample her body and soul, but it seemed the princess had survived after all.
It looked like they couldn't touch her because she belonged to His Majesty.
"...There's no helping it, is there?"
Erenier's resignation was swift. No matter how much she ordered it, if the other party was His Majesty, there was nothing she could do.
Giving up at an odd juncture, Erenier let out a shallow sigh.
Yes. It was only natural for demons to fear their emperor, so it couldn't be helped. Should I have just killed her myself?
"Of course, that spine-chilling, terrifying side of him is also wonderful...♡"
Imagining the overwhelming aura Roan had emitted made her lower parts wet once more. Erenier stroked down the goosebumps that had risen on her arms and looked at the plaster bust beside her bed.
"...Roan♡. You're fine as you are, but I love your other sides too♡"
But in the end, I must report to Father.
Erenier had not yet reported his strange actions just before the departure to her father. But she felt she shouldn't delay any longer.
No matter how trivial, reporting every single detail was Erenier's duty.
With a bitter expression, Erenier instructed the soldier outside the tent.
"...I am going to my father."
"Yes."
Grabbing her coat, Erenier gently kissed Roan No. 2 with a tender face.
"Then, I'll be back♡ Roan No. 2."