Chapter 29
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 29
Chapter Title: The Hero's Clean Revenge
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“Hmm...”
Ashy had resolved to finish off Gertong in order to rush through her super-fast wedding dress build.
She had no intention of letting him die easily, thinking back to how he had stolen Kang Ajin's virginity in her first life—
But all that was pointless now. Unnecessary.
She would wrap things up quickly and head straight to the Elf Kingdom of Alvheim.
Hold the wedding ceremony with Kang Ajin there and focus on making babies.
Ashy already had the whole plan laid out.
Thud.Thud.
“Ugh... Mmph...!”
“You bastard! Filth! Feels good, does it?!”
When she burst into his bedroom to kill Gertong, he was in the middle of raping a young boy.
She already knew he was a pederast, so it didn't shock her much.
“Hah...!”
Gertong spotted Ashy.
He wasn't attacking right away. He was just staring at her intently.
“G-Get out!”
Gertong halted his frantic thrusting.
He shooed the boy away.
The boy, who had been pinned beneath Gertong taking it up the ass, clutched his rear as he fled the bedroom.
Ashy saw Kang Ajin superimposed over the boy's form.
There would be no mercy.
But one thing piqued her curiosity.
“...What's that chastity belt on the kid?”
A chastity belt suppressed virility.
Was a pederast's taste really for boys with feeble libidos?
Gertong struggled to hide his panic and opened his mouth.
“...It's a specially processed chastity belt.”
“Specially?”
“Yes. One that controls ejaculation without straining the penis or balls...”
“Without straining the dick?”
She had only removed Kang Ajin's for the sake of his virility.
Ashy still harbored lingering attachment to the chastity belt.
The fact that she could perfectly control his erections all the way to ejaculation.
The pleasure she derived from that was subtly immense. She didn't want to give it up.
But impregnation over pleasure.
Because she wanted a baby with Kang Ajin, Ashy had coldly decided to abandon the belt.
If possible, she wanted to lock it back on.
She wanted to see Kang Ajin coquettishly begging her to take it off!
How intense was that desire? Intense enough that Ashy hadn't beheaded Gertong on the spot.
For Gertong, it was merely a brief stay of execution—but a critically vital moment.
Gertong's eyes darted frantically.
He strained to read Ashy's intentions.
The holy sword. She had come with clear intent.
She must know everything...
His mind raced in turmoil.
“Tell me the truth about the chastity belt, and I'll spare you.”
“...R-Really?”
Heroes didn't lie.
Their personalities varied wildly, but their innate nature was always 'good.'
They couldn't deceive others.
Ashy's words would be true.
That's what Gertong believed.
“I made them.”
Gertong rose stealthily and approached a drawer.
No thought of resistance.
The aura radiating from Ashy was no joke. He knew he couldn't win.
Better to comply obediently and beg for mercy.
They'll come rescue me soon enough.
In the pre-dawn hour when even moonlight hid away, he had sent a request for aid to the black mages.
It had gone off so swiftly that the hero before him hadn't noticed a thing.
Looking closely, it's just the first-stage holy sword. Capturing a hero is feasible. In that case...
It would serve as prime material for Hell Chain's calculations and plans.
Since things have come to this...
Gertong had even considered abandoning these lands and fleeing.
The fact that the hero had sniffed him out was pushing at his back.
I don't know the reason.
The hero was interested in a male chastity device.
She had the man with her collared, so she probably had those tastes.
Gertong did his utmost to captivate Ashy's attention.
He explained the chastity belt made from slime and mithril alloy.
It felt like he was selling the damn thing.
“Enchantments inscribed on mithril seep into the gear when melted. Using that principle, I imbued the belt with functions.”
“No strain on the penis or balls?”
“Exactly. It supports them to prevent damage, allowing for harsher training.”
Ashy nodded deeply.
“Got any new ones?”
“...Well...”
There was one specially made item.
The highest grade, even engraved with magic to heighten full-body sensitivity...
...Does the hero not remember me?
It was originally meant for the guy the hero had with her.
She liked his cock size and physique. She planned to fit him with the best and tame him thoroughly.
All plans went up in smoke when Ashy snatched Kang Ajin away...
Maybe this is an opportunity instead.
He never imagined his prized possession would find use like this.
“I've got a good one.”
He described its functions as he offered it to Ashy.
Handed over the top-tier male chastity belt like tribute to a king.
“Boosts sensitivity too?”
“Yes. Channel mana into the belt to imprint ownership. Then, when fitted, the wearer becomes hypersensitive to the owner's touch.”
“Ooh...”
Ashy let out a gasp of admiration as she took the chastity belt.
Examined it from every angle, then tucked it deep into her bosom.
When are they coming?
Gertong had no more weapons to stall with.
Hell Chain reinforcements should have arrived by now. Why was there no sign?
Slash.
No time to even wonder.
Ashy's holy sword severed Gertong's neck.
Gertong's head rolled across the bedroom floor with a thud.
For him, it was a strike utterly beyond anticipation.
Thus, he died with the exact same expression frozen on his face.
“How do I even put this on him...?”
Just forcing it on was impossible.
The moment she pulled out the chastity belt, Kang Ajin would play pitiful.
Ashy couldn't win against that.
She had to engineer a situation where Kang Ajin put it on himself.
Ignoring Gertong's collapsing body, Ashy headed to the annex bedroom.
Toward Kang Ajin, who would be sleeping alone.
She walked with a beaming smile.
Ashy pulled her hand away from her panties.
She had started to take them off herself but gave me the chance instead.
Thanks to that, I could undress her with my own hands.
I hurried over to Ashy.
She glanced at me and muttered teasingly.
“Totally different from usual. Why're you so quick today?”
“......”
I couldn't muster a reply.
Even to my own eyes, the way I approached to strip her looked utterly sleazy—
Ashy was wearing white panties.
Adorned with cute little frills that stood out...
Surprisingly adorable underwear for her.
Just yesterday, they had been black T-panties.
No idea when she changed into these.
Was it her taste?
Whatever it was, I didn't care.
Black T-panties or white frilly ones—whatever Ashy wore, I wanted to peel it off.
“...Ngh...”
I hooked my fingers into Ashy's panties.
Soft skin, plump flesh met my touch.
It felt lewder than our usual cuddling at bedtime.
My cock swelled to bursting.
A seductive voice echoed in my head nonstop.
Why not just fuck? We both wanted it. No need to hold back for some 'first time.'
I shook my head firmly.
Ashy seemed tempted too, just like me.
Her eyes were anything but normal.
Like a carnivore eyeing prey. A predator's gaze.
Meeting her stare made my legs quiver.
“Ashy, we can't do it here.”
“...I-I know. Hoo... Hoo...”
Ashy took deep breaths to rein in her desire.
I watched her and slowly tugged the underwear down.
The flimsy scrap of fabric peeled away bit by bit.
Ashy's pussy was already sopping wet.
Love juices gushing out had thoroughly soaked the panties.
A lewd scent wafted up sharply.
True to a heroine, her pussy gave off a sweet aroma.
“Ashy, sit on the bed.”
“Making a lot of demands, huh.”
Ashy kept up her curt responses.
Acting like she was doing me a huge favor, against her will.
Every time, I gazed at her with a pitiful expression.
“...Can't we...?”
“......”
It worked like a charm.
Staring at her with pathetic puppy-dog eyes, she'd groan once and give in to what I wanted.
...Valuable intel acquired.
It was an extension of the master-and-request dynamic.
I'd figured out Ashy's weakness.
She'd grant any 'do it for me' like this.
So why hadn't first-round Kang Ajin gotten close to her?
It puzzled me.
“Fine, do whatever.”
With a resigned air, Ashy perched on the bed.
Summoning considerable resolve, she spread her legs.
No sex, but I could at least taste Ashy's pussy.
I settled between her thighs and pushed them apart.
Putting some force into my hands to pry them wider, I wedged myself in.
Like breaching the gates of a fortress.
I took position right at the center, close to her slick folds.
“...Don't stare so hard.”
Ashy clutched my hair and whined.
It wasn't much force.
More like coquetry.
No reason to hesitate, then.
Ignoring her plea, I dipped my head down sharply.
Paradise lay before me. I wanted a taste, quick.
I drank in Ashy's pussy with my eyes.
The pristine white pussy seared itself into my brain.
Etched into my memories.
The straight slit, plump labia, neatly blooming gray pubic hair...
The glistening love juices, the twitching pussy hole...
The first pussy I'd face raw—and the last.
Considering Ashy's personality and demeanor, it was highly likely to be the last.
If our affections soured, she'd be more likely to kill me than release me—
Ashy gently stroked my hair.
“Your hot breath's too much, Puppy.”
Ashy, now regaining her composure.
She called to me in a calm, steady voice.
“I'm not going anywhere. Look as much as you want. Taste it if you like.”
“......”
Emboldened by her words, I caressed her thighs.