Chapter 59
Chapter 59
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 59
Chapter Title: Ulstro Kingdom - The Crumbling Women (3)
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'No, wait a second... could it be...'
Do I have a shot too?
It didn't seem entirely impossible.
The only men Lady Etilene ever chatted with privately were me and that Valdes kid. Sure, Valdes only met with her for about an hour a day to get swordsmanship advice, but I was different.
Most of the time, I was the one starting the conversations, but lately, she'd been opening up a bit more. She'd even approach me on personal matters sometimes.
As for looks... well, I was a step behind... damn, it pains me to admit it. But hey, looks aren't everything for a guy. Take the captain's husband—that famous lovebird couple. He's not exactly a knockout either.
"Haa... s-sorry... ngh... ah, if you're here to visit the sick... shouldn't you at least... mmph... show your face...?"
That moan was way too sultry for someone who's supposedly ill.
Her wet body from just moments ago kept flashing in my mind. I felt ashamed for such lowbrow thoughts, but what can you do? Guys get horny anywhere, anytime. With a voice dripping like that right behind me, how was I supposed to stay calm?
Thankfully, she couldn't see it from her angle, but my dick was raging hard right now.
Good thing I had my back turned for this.
"N-no, my apologies! I'm the one who should be sorry for bothering you while you're unwell!"
"Y-yes... th-then... haa... c-could you... please... go now...?"
"...Pardon?"
Wasn't she going to let me in?
Ah, damn it. Looks like I got ahead of myself.
Creaaak... creaaak...
I heard the door creak open a little more. If I turned around now, I'd get an even better view of her than before, maybe even see what's going on inside.
I could probably tell if those were super short shorts on her lower half, or panties... or nothing at all.
Maybe she'd been lying naked on the bed and just threw on a top in a hurry.
"......Gulp."
I swallowed out loud without thinking.
Did she hear that? Hope not.
"Ngh... haa...♡"
Creaaak... creaaak...
Thank goodness, just moans and water sounds, no other words. Wait, is that really a good thing?
Ah, damn it. This isn't the point right now.
Leaving like this felt too regrettable. I wanted to keep talking somehow.
...Not that I wanted to sneak a lucky peek at her body or anything.
"...L-Lady Etilene?"
"Haa... y-yes? Wh-what... is it...?"
"......H-Haven't I been rude to you a lot lately?"
"Huu... y-yes...♡"
"I-I wanted to apologize. For the training grounds, the meeting... and..."
Honestly, I still had no idea what I'd even done wrong. But if a simple apology could bring us closer, I'd do it a hundred times. Essix had suggested it, after all.
"Nngh... i-it's fine... haa... n-no problem... at all."
"...Even the thing with your chest? Wh-what?"
"I was... ngh... sensitive too...♡ s-so... it's okay... mm♥"
I never expected such a peaceful forgiveness. It caught me off guard.
Guess Lady Etilene had a big heart. And... yeah. I could see potential. If I didn't give up, someday for sure...
"So you're not mad anymore!"
Slap, slap!
My voice rose from sheer excitement. Weirdly, it synced with some fleshy slapping sound, but probably just my imagination.
"Y-yes... ngh... of course♡"
"Thank you! And... I have something I want to ask..."
But first, one thing to check. Sorry, but with her head foggy from pain right now, I might glimpse her true feelings. I couldn't ask straight about me, but this should be fine.
"Y-yes? ...Ngh♥ Wh-what... is it...?"
"Wh-what do you... th-think of Valdes...?"
"Mm♡ ...Wh-what... ngh! Do you mean...?"
"N-no, I mean... d-do you know the rumors going around lately? I'm... worried..."
This bugged me the most.
I didn't believe them. But... it still gnawed at me.
Strangely, Lady Etilene showed zero reaction to the rumors. Like she hadn't heard them at all. Thinking about it, that made sense.
She wasn't the type to care about gossip anyway. She trained her sword in silence, fulfilling her knightly duties—the second Mercedes Princess, as they called her. Just like she wanted.
She'd probably pushed too hard again and collapsed.
No room to worry about anything else.
...But I was curious.
"Haa... m-my lord... ngh♡ N-no, Valdes and I... haa... aren't... anything."
"I-is that so?"
"I heard... huu... the rumors too. ...Nngh♥ No need to care... haa... so I just let it be."
"Ah, I see!"
Relief. Joy. Rumors were all bullshit after all.
"But doesn't ignoring them make you mad?! I-I could give the servants a stern talking-to...!"
"Ah, ngh! ...No."
"Pardon?"
"Maybe... huu... since we're a bit close... haa... that's why...♥"
"...Ah, because Valdes is so handsome? Jealousy, huh... mm."
Sounded plausible.
Most servants were commoners anyway. Unlike nobles like us, they didn't care if he was half-demon or whatever. Most married for love, after all.
Minus the half-demon part, Valdes was prime husband material. Good-looking, high chance of knighthood, nice personality, connections via the princess... Hmph, commoners. Slandering Lady Etilene over that? Slandering? Wait, didn't she just say they weren't anything?
And her attitude at the training grounds back then didn't feel like nothing. When I asked, she said it seemed friendly? Vague answer...
"L-Lady Etilene?"
"Ngh♡ Y-yes?"
"...Haha. You seemed awkward around him before, but you got close fast."
"N-nooo...♥ N-not at all... haa♡ ...nooo...♥"
"...?"
That voice just now... extra slutty...?
...Bad feeling. My knightly instincts, my manly gut, screaming to turn around. But if I did, I'd be labeled a perv. She'd hate me...
"L-Lady Etilene...?"
"S-sorry, ngh! M-my hand slipped... eek! Th-the wind... door opened...♥"
"Y-yes?!?!"
Th-the door opened?! Th-then if I turn now...
Then, a soft squelch from behind. Something pressed against my armor. N-no way...
"Ah, s-sorry... slipped... haa... on my foot...♡"
"J-just rest up─!!"
I bolted out in a panic, not even remembering what I yelled. Only after getting far away did I stop and catch my breath.
"Haa, haa..."
If I hadn't had greaves on... damn! I heard it, but barely felt the sensation... Whew. When's the next chance like that...?
Tits that soft even through armor. Fuck, insane. Never guessed from her usual clothes... Like kids' heads? Real tits look different clothed...
Haa... erection won't go down. F-first... back to my room...
Ah, damn. Maybe that was my shot... What if she was seducing me? F-fuck.
...You idiot.
"You idiot."
"Haa...♥ ...Hah! M-my lord..."
Etilene shut the door and crawled back onto the bed, glaring resentfully at Valdes.
"You just kept teasing me..."
Even with that male knight outside as he'd ordered, she'd opened the door. Lower half naked, just as she'd greeted him. But Valdes never put it in.
He'd toyed with her whole body using hands and mouth, but stopped at thigh-fucking between her cheeks. She'd cum countless times from that alone, but an unsated lump of lust lingered in her chest.
"Anyway."
She decided to settle for this much for now.
"...N-no, please... use my body... as you like...♡"
She said it and sprawled on the bed, spreading her legs.
Her master was Valdes, after all.
Doing as he said made her happy. Joyful. Blissful.
So she'd offer her virginity when he wanted it.
"Ah, alright. Then this time..."
Her master picked up a string of beads. A ring at the end. She knew what it was instantly.
He hadn't touched her virginity yet. And before the knight came, he'd played with her back hole.
Which meant, obviously...
"......♥"
I walked the corridor to the chambers, following the attendant.
'Busy, huh. Real busy.'
Right after arriving, wild romp with Mercedes, spar with Serennia, then training Etilene. Those three ate up most of my return time. Barely any left for Marie's lessons.
Had to soothe her pouting by spoiling the schedule early. Insertion training in three days.
Marie bounced with excitement. Added a few more things, and she got so hyped she might not sleep—annoyingly eager.
Finally heading to my room for rest, but another summons.
"You may enter."
"Got it."
I opened the door on the attendant's cue.
Predictable, really. Beatrice in the exact same outfit and pose as our second meeting.
"Your Majesty."
"Hehe, no need for such formality. Today I'm calling you as future father-in-law, not queen."
"...Understood."
Valdes looked up at her.
Just two days ago, she'd been pale and sickly when they parted. Now she looked fine. Bright, even—like good news.
No idea what conclusion she'd reached inwardly in two days, but it seemed positive for her. Otherwise, no way that expression.
"So... how far have you gone with our Mercy?"
"...Pardon?"
What kind of question now?
"Kissing... and some light skinship."
"Hmm, matches what I heard. Good thing you haven't crossed the line, unlike with other girls."
"Mercy sis has a conservative streak, after all."
Beatrice nodded like she got it.
Of course, they'd blown past that line long ago, but she couldn't know. Their trysts happened in Mercedes's room or office—except secret missions. Even the palace couldn't monitor inside.
"For a playboy notorious for wild sex... no pregnancies, huh?"
"......??"
"Rumor has it you always creampie."
'Testing me? What's her angle?'
Couldn't read her. Needed to grasp her intent for the right answer, but nothing clicked. Throne issue? Odd, but let's assume that.
"I do watch out for pregnancy. Confident no woman's knocked up."
"Really? How many women have you slept with?"
Her voice sharpened as she probed.
'Throne issue for sure? Bastards popping up everywhere's bad for the kingdom.'
"Over a hundred... not sure exactly. But I checked. No harm to the Ulstro royals from that."
"Hmm... I'm worried about something else."
"Something else...?"
"Wondering if maybe young Valdes has fertility issues."
"???"
'What the fuck is this crazy bitch on about?'
Unbelievable.
Just days ago, she'd been pushing breakup over nitpicks. Now this flip. I knew why, but anyone else would be baffled.
No marriage, not even official recognition or announcement. Yet fertility talk already. Heir matters are key, sure.
Unlike kings, queens birth their own. Rarely multiple consorts. Issues there spell big trouble. But did she need to fret now?
'Crazy. No way...?'
"Playboy with no pregnancies so far. Suspicious. So... guess I'll have to check myself."