Chapter 35
Chapter 35
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 35
Chapter Title: Ulstro Kingdom - The Innocent Princess and the Vicious Knight (4)
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'Got you hooked already, Etilene.'
His senses had picked her up.
It was only natural, really. After all, the one person he'd been hoping would show up was Etilene.
If she hadn't come this time, he would've lightly provoked her just to make her peek. He had no intention of enjoying this only once on the way back to the capital.
About three or four chances possible. Even if she only peeked once out of those, it'd be a success, but luck was on his side.
'Even with part of my power sealed, if I'm expecting it, I can spot her right away.'
Etilene probably hadn't realized she'd been caught.
She was too far away for starters. Even a casual glance in her direction wouldn't give it away. That was probably why Mercedes hadn't noticed her either.
'But she'll see everything she needs to.'
That was enough.
With this much, Etilene's next move was obvious.
"Vald… Vald? Are you teasing me? Hng…."
With Valdes pressing his glans against her outer lips but holding still, Mercedes assumed he was doing it on purpose and started acting coquettish.
First, she flashed a playful smile and grabbed his shoulder and chest with both hands. The hand on his chest hesitated for a moment before lightly clenching into a fist and tapping his pecs. It looked like something she'd seen somewhere.
It was clumsy, but that made it all the more adorable in his eyes.
Then she began subtly shaking her hips, rubbing her slit against his glans. But she still didn't insert it herself.
"Vald… S-sis's pussy is so hungry… Quick, lil' bro's cock wants to… eat it up…."
"……."
Cute. She was genuinely cute.
Setting aside her status as a princess, her simple, childish coquetry stirred his heart and groin.
He'd planned to thrust into her with love, mindful of Etilene's gaze, but now he wanted to give her even more than she desired.
"Merthi."
"…! Hng─ Yes♥"
One of Mercedes's other turn-ons.
She loved being called "sis," but during sex, she also adored being called by her name alone.
The flesh that had been clinging and wriggling around his glans moments ago clenched tight in excitement. Even amid that, her love juices flowed out even more profusely.
"Haa, haa, haeut…."
He brought his mouth to the princess's ear as she pressed her body closer and let out heated breaths.
"Who's whining like this?"
"S-sis, no…. It's Merthi's pussy…♥"
"Whine some more."
He whispered one more thing into her ear, now flushed red from face to ears and neck.
Mercedes fell into brief contemplation. What should she say? What should she do? Nothing came to mind.
The dirty talk from her mouth so far had mostly come from that novel she'd gotten from Amy. She'd lost it to Serennia, but she'd read parts of it. Even that was starting to run dry, though.
"…Merthi."
"Hng! …Y-yes."
"Don't… wanna put it in?"
"N-no, that's not…."
Her deliberation dragged on. But truly, nothing surfaced in her mind.
Even now, her oblivious pussy clenched desperately at empty space in its arousal.
How many minutes passed? Her heartbeat sounded unusually loud and slow. Each second stretched on forever.
It felt just like those moments in training when she'd pushed her focus to the limit. But unlike back then, when she'd simply swung her sword as her heart desired, now all she could do was rack her brain—and time brought no answers.
Impatience gnawed at her, and she started feeling oddly resentful toward herself for wanting this.
Her vision blurred.
Drip.
"Huh?"
"…Vald… Just thrust it in… Please, sis's pussy, Merthi's pussy—pound it hard and wild…."
In the end, she chose to plead tearfully. It wasn't even just tearing up—tears were already streaming from her eyes.
But it was a satisfying response.
"Merthi's pussy looks so fucking hot!"
Squish─!
He plunged his cock deep into the princess's tightly clenched hole without mercy.
"Haauk! Haaak!"
Her tears and pleas had thoroughly ignited Valdes's sadism and lust. His shaft throbbed even larger and hotter than usual.
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch!!
"Hng…! Haahng…! Haaang…! S-so tight! So tiiight♥ Valdhaeut!!"
The boy drove into her with enough force to shake the tree she leaned against, making it creak. Mercedes proved her own intense arousal by unleashing loud moans and clinging tightly to Valdes.
"Aang! Aat, auk, haang, hng…! Haang, haaaang! Haaaang♥♥"
Her pussy walls, drenched in her feminine juices yet squeezing relentlessly, were ravaged as he brutally scraped her insides.
A beastly rutting devoid of any consideration.
Originally, she'd wanted face-to-face rather than her usual rear-entry because she loved gazing into his eyes and sharing their love during sex. So this wasn't what she'd hoped for.
Yet right now, she was lost in mind-melting pleasure.
The ever-active Charm Magic, the Lewd Tattoo etched into her lower belly rewriting her perceptions, and his honed techniques—all blended with his massive cock to deliver utter bliss as a female.
"Aaah!! Vald, Vald gooood…♥ Cock, heuk!! Vald's cock♥ Hegut─!!"
In that instant, a lewd glow emanated from the tattoo, expanding its pattern further.
The Lewd Tattoo had reached stage 4.
Valdes could feel it. He had now perfectly turned her into his bitch.
At the same time, surging ejaculation flooded him, unleashing the male instinct for impregnation. Semen brimming with the intent to breed poured into her womb.
Spurt! Spuuurt! Spurt!! ─Plap! Plap!
Yet he didn't stop. Even as he erupted, he kept pistoning relentlessly, stirring her depths.
Bzzz─
Reacting to his will, the tattoo stimulated her ovaries, attempting forced ovulation—a power unlocked at stage 4.
'…Tch!'
Even mid-thrust, Valdes sensed it and immediately canceled the ovulation. He desperately wanted to impregnate Mercedes too, but not now.
He hadn't even impregnated the Demon King yet, and his plans still had over two years left. Any pregnancy now would cause problems.
'Too bad, but plenty of chances ahead!'
"Kyaaang! Kuuut…! Haaang, haang, hiaaaang!! S-sis is cumming… Sis is cumming again…♥ Valdes's cock pounding her pussy made her cuuum♥♥"
Lost in hazy consciousness, Mercedes recalled their first time together. Teased to the brink, her body heated until she was claimed by him, the night the tattoo was etched. The ecstasy now rivaled—even surpassed—that memory, raging through her entire body.
Fresh semen spurted into her cum-filled depths. The thick, sticky white fluid frothed at their joined sexes and overflowed. Not content with that, it breached her cervix and began violating her womb.
A novel sensation bloomed in her lower abdomen. The feeling of something that shouldn't enter invading a place it shouldn't. The sense that every part of her reproductive organs now belonged to Valdes. The tattoo converted even that into pleasure, transmitting it straight to her brain.
"Heheut…! Huhheeeek…!! Oguk! Ohoguk♥ Ogook♥♥ Sis's womb… drowning in Valdes's baby batter…♥♥♥"
What… is that?
Even with the scene unfolding clearly in the distance before her eyes, her brain refused to process it.
She'd suspected something was off between the two.
Especially Mercedes's gaze toward Valdes—it wasn't mere interest, fondness, or even unrequited love. Having watched Mercedes for so long, she knew it well.
So she'd wanted to confirm it.
Their relationship. What exactly they were doing.
But the first thing that caught her eye upon approaching was Mercedes on her knees. Before a half-demon commoner, no less. This kingdom's noble princess knight.
It was very far, but certain. No way she'd misseen it.
The shock halted her steps momentarily, but the princess soon stood. Still, the question lingered.
What on earth had she knelt for?
The princess's eyes had been fixed precisely on his groin.
Even with her shallow sexual knowledge, one possibility stood out—but she couldn't accept it.
'Gotta get closer.'
Only then could she verify properly.
Clutching her pounding chest, she crept forward bit by bit.
The Profilene school's footwork prioritized stealth over speed. It was meant for ambushes in chaotic battlefields, after all—no need for velocity.
Even as she approached, the pair exuded an intimate, suspiciously erotic vibe. Palpable even from afar.
'Ah.'
Mercedes began scanning her surroundings.
"…Ah?"
She couldn't stifle the gasp at what happened next. If she'd been a bit closer or louder, they might've heard—but it was unavoidable.
That Mercedes. That princess. That knight.
Leaning against a tree, pants off, seducing a man.
'No way. This can't be real…. Aaah….'
It felt less shocking than her father smacking her nape.
But there was nothing she could do.
"……."
While she drowned in helplessness, the two slowly pressed their bodies together.
Hidden by the tree, she couldn't tell if penetration happened, but the lovers clutched each other, whispering sweet nothings. Or so it appeared to her eyes, truth be damned.
And finally, Valdes's hips began to move.
"Aaah…."
A deep, soul-wrenching sigh escaped her lips.
Her revered, admired, idolized Mercedes, panting and moaning like that. It didn't make her hate her or stir other feelings—just complicated her own heart.
A sudden thought struck.
'I have to stop it.'
But how?
Interfere in lovers' bonds? As a mere marchioness's daughter knight, barely connected to them.
She couldn't spread rumors or tell anyone.
That would be the absolute worst.
No records in Ulstro of royalty marrying—let alone dating—commoners. Scour other nations, maybe a couple cases, but always distant succession or commoners with Pedro-level feats.
The queen's acknowledged heir entangled with a despised half-demon knight-level commoner? Never.
And if their physical relationship leaked? Mercedes dethroned as a fallen princess, the queen condemned, monarchy shaken. The kingdom's fragile post-war foundation crumbles, nobles reclaim power.
"……."
Who to tell, if anyone?
At best, Princess Marie, Knight Commander Serennia, or her father. But each spelled catastrophe beyond her hopes.
Princess Marie likes Valdes. If she learned her sister was having such beastly se—sex with him, it'd explode into the kingdom's worst scandal, as she'd briefly feared earlier.
Knight Commander Serennia? Her temperament—she'd slay Valdes on the spot before even reporting to the queen. Then what of Mercedes? Who would she blame?
Tell Father? …Worst of all. Neutral, but leans noble faction. Same as rumors spreading.
"No… way…."
Endless helplessness and despair engulfed her.
Letting it be wasn't an option. For Mercedes's future, safety. Best was Valdes voluntarily distancing himself.
"Voluntarily… distance?"
One phrase lodged in her mind.
"If that man truly loves Her Highness…."
He'd have no choice but to understand if she left.
"But if his goal is something else…."
What might he want?
Wealth, fame, status, power. Or… her body.
Inferior to Mercedes perhaps, but she could offer it all.
"…That man. Valdes…."
She had to meet him.