Chapter 107

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Translator: ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Ebonarch

Chapter: 107

Chapter Title: Feast of the Sun and Moon (1)

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"...Hic... Hnng... Hwaaang..."

"Don't cry, Emma."

"Hic... Hnng... B-But... how can I... not cry when... you're leaving, Young Master..."

Emma wiped away her endless tears with her sleeve.

The last day at Calliope.

The only one who came to see me off was Emma.

I'd spent the whole night drinking and catching up with the other half-breeds.

I'd already said goodbye to Edad and Erden that morning and told them not to come out.

Garcia and Reika should've shown up too, but...

Incredibly, they'd passed out from overusing the dildo.

'What do you mean they masturbated the whole day...? Yeah?'

At that moment, I realized something I really shouldn't have.

There was only one dildo. How the hell did both of them pass out at the same time?

The thought that maybe they'd done it together crossed my mind, but...

'...No way.'

It couldn't be.

No matter what, a mother and daughter masturbating together with one dildo? That's ridiculous.

Chin—

I quickly shoved the absurd image out of ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my head and ruffled Emma's hair wildly.

"...Hic... Young Master... what... what are you... sob... doing...?"

"That's why I told you not to cry. Write to me."

"...Sob... I... I don't believe you...! Last year... you... you didn't write even once...!"

"...."

She hit me with the unassailable truth, leaving me speechless.

But last year, I was too busy adjusting to Carnea to be human about it.

'...Taming the Beatrice sisters, wolf hunt, getting tentacles, chasing off intruders, conquering the nurse hag...'

Looking back now, it's a miracle I got through all that.

Hiiing—!

At that moment, a magnificent whinny rang out as a white horse came to a stop.

Behind it was a carriage emblazoned with the Ursula crest.

"..."

Lucia peeked out the carriage window, glanced down at me emotionlessly, and looked away.

"Let's go."

As the carriage kicked up dust and started rolling at her command, Alfredo spoke to me.

"...Young Master. It's time to go."

"Yeah. Alright, Emma. Take care of Calliope."

"Hic... Yes... Young Master. Please... sob... please take care of yourself. I'll... write to you."

"Got it. I'll definitely reply this time."

I gave Emma one last tight hug before boarding the carriage.

The carriage set off with a crack of Alfredo's whip.

The moment I leaned back into the soft seat, my vision darkened.

'...Tired?'

It made sense.

I'd been drinking and talking all night, and before that, Emma had drained me with her milking session, piling up the fatigue.

I hadn't really rested properly since the banquet started.

I wanted to sleep a bit, but since we'd arrive soon, I gave up on that.

Instead, to shake off the drowsiness, I checked my status window for the first time in a while.

Compared to before coming to Calliope, I'd grown tremendously.

All my stats had broken past 25, and Tamer and World Tree's Blessing had leveled up too.

Now, against anyone in my year except total outliers like Lucia, the princess, or Vivian, I could hold my own.

As I basked in quiet pride over my growth...

Screeech—

The carriage suddenly halted.

'Already here?'

I sat waiting, and a knock came at the door.

"Young Master, we've arrived at the meeting point."

"Thanks, Alfredo."

"...I'm just glad I could be of help. We'll wait for you at the next stop."

"Yeah, appreciate it."

As I stepped out, Alfredo drove off again.

'...Alright then.'

The reason for switching carriages was simple.

To transfer to Ursula's carriage.

Why not ride together from the start? Because that would ruin the rift I'd carefully created between me and Lucia.

As I approached, a androgynous beauty in a white suit bowed.

"Miss Lucia is waiting inside."

I opened the door and stepped in...

Inside, Lucia was kneeling with her hands raised.

"I was wrong, Master."

"...."

I didn't flinch.

I'd grown too much to be thrown off by this.

I casually closed the door and took my seat.

"...Wrong about what?"

"For coming without even contacting you, Master..."

I'd forgotten about that. So much for not being flustered.

"...So you knew it was wrong and did it anyway..."

"I-I'm sorry, Master..."

She was punishing herself knowing she'd be disciplined.

But my mental anguish was too great to forgive her so easily.

"How many do you want?"

"...Pardon?"

"How many spanks on your ass."

She'd been startled at "spanks," but swallowed hard at "ass."

"...Ten... no, a hundred?"

"That many?"

"...Yes! Lucia's been such a bad girl, she needs a lot!"

"Then bare your ass and lie here."

"...Y-Yes... Master."

Lucia smiled happily, but...

I planned to teach her that greed brings misfortune.

Smack—!

"Hiiit...! F-Forty... one...!"

"...Too quiet."

Smack—!

"...Hiiik! F-Forty... two...!"

Smack—!

"H-Hiiing... M-Master... my butt hurts so much... please forgive me..."

Of course it hurt. My strength had jumped into the twenties.

"...You skipped the count. Start over."

"M-Master... please..."

Lucia whimpered.

Her once-pale ass was now thoroughly red.

Smack—!

"Hwaaang!"

"So why did you do it? Be honest, and I'll forgive you."

Lucia panted as she answered.

"...Haa... haa... I... I didn't want to worry you, Master."

"Didn't it occur to you that not telling me would make me worry more?"

"Th-That..."

Smack—!

"Be honest."

"Hiiik...! S-Sorry... I'm sorry... I-I'll tell..."

Smack—!

"Hwaaang! I wanted you to think of me too, Master!"

In the end, that was the reason.

I shook my head with a sigh.

"...Haa, sit down for now."

I patted the seat beside me.

"...Eungh... Yes."

I'd patted the seat next to me, but she sat on my lap.

Before I could say anything, Lucia's sweet scent filled my nose, clouding my mind.

"I said sit next to me."

"But... my butt... hurts so much right now..."

As she tried to shift to the side with teary eyes, I clicked my tongue and wrapped my arm around her waist.

"Just this once."

"...Yes, Master..."

I gently stroked her sore ass as I spoke.

"...I think about you all the time, even without you pulling stunts like that."

I'd meant it to curb her impulses, but it backfired spectacularly.

"Hnnnngh!"

Lucia's eyes widened, she bit her lip, then threw her arms around my neck and rubbed her cheek against mine furiously.

"Yesss! Master...! Hehe... Master! Master! Lucia's... Master..."

Is this really human skin?

Even a three-year-old's isn't this soft.

"So, what did you find out while you were at it?"

Mwah.

Lucia planted a light kiss on my cheek.

We've done way worse, but somehow one kiss spiked my heart rate.

"...Hehe, well. First, I went to the Beatrice family."

"Beatrice?"

Mwah.

Another kiss on the cheek.

Seeing her blissfully happy smile, I couldn't bring myself to stop her.

"You made a deal with Vivian, but I checked just in case. Luckily, Bianca and Vivian seem to have patched things up a bit. Oh! I also warned the Beatrice family not to pressure the sisters, so now you can tame them however you want!"

Mwah.

This time, my neck.

She planned to kiss me after every sentence, it seemed.

"Hehe... Nothing much from Amelia, as usual... Oh! I ran into Professor Loreos there."

"...Professor Loreos?"

"Yeah, he grew a beard, so I almost didn't recognize him. He came all this way looking for a perfect teacher for you. If he doesn't find one here, he's heading to the Aslan Empire."

"Aslan Empire? Vacation's almost over—can he make it in time?"

"He'll take a leave if he has to."

"..."

I thought he was just saying it, but Loreos was dead serious about finding me a master.

'...Shit.'

Separate from my stat growth, my magical talent was basically zero.

My job wasn't even 'Mage' but 'Unique Ability User.'

Without Tamer, I couldn't cast basic spells.

'...Gotta talk to Loreos when he gets back.'

If I had to reveal my abilities, it'd be to him, not some random teacher.

"...And Master. This might not be important, but... the Aslan Empire's 'First Disciple' has changed to that girl..."

"...Yawn..."

Listening to Lucia, a yawn slipped out unnoticed, and my eyes drooped.

"...Sorry. Keep reporting... yawn..."

"No, it's fine. We can do it later. You look exhausted, Master?"

Lucia gazed at me face-to-face.

Even in my drowsy haze, her red lips stood out vividly.

"...A bit."

"...Then."

She lifted her skirt, revealing her thigh.

"Lie here."

She patted her thigh invitingly.

Too drained to refuse, I rested my head on her lap as told.

"...!"

I'd figured a lap pillow was nice and all.

But amazingly, Lucia's thigh was the perfect pillow, like it was made for me.

"...Comfortable?"

"..."

I barely nodded, and an overwhelming wave of sleep crashed over me.

"Fufu... Sweet dreams, Master."

Soft lips brushed mine, and my vision faded to black.