Chapter 1 - I am a professor. Not a war hero.
Chapter 1 - I am a professor. Not a war hero.
'Fever' is, as I've said, of little use to those who are excellent at mana manipulation.
Because they realize they are being used by some dirty trick and take countermeasures.
For that reason, it can be considered a meaningless skill for the likes of Cecily, let alone Yulia.
You could say other skills are much better, but there were exceptions for certain women—for instance, Natasha, who was currently held in Klaus's arms, breathing in short, excited gasps.
'Unless they have a talent for mana manipulation, Fever is a truly excellent skill. It's not painful, nor is it impossible to endure; it just burns just right, constantly tormenting the target and making them conflicted.'
It goes without saying, but the Fever skill alone isn't enough.
So, Klaus used the 'Sweet Talk' skill, along with everything he knew about the elf named Natasha Belarus from his repeated regressions, to properly break her.
Of course, Natasha herself believed she wasn't the one being broken, but that she was seducing Klaus.
She was likely deceiving herself into thinking she was working hard to bring him into her family.
Sseuk, sseueuk-.
"Auuuung...!"
A body made sensitive by Fever, the strange pleasure coming from the fact that her body was being toyed with by the 'human' 'man' she had despised so much, and finally, the experience of a man who knew exactly which parts of this woman were sensitive and in what situations.
That was the very reason she was letting out excited moans and didn't know what to do, even though he was only pressing and touching over her panties.
"Cadet Natasha."
"Ha-eut! Heuk!"
"Cadet Natasha?"
"Why, why are you doing this...."
"Your speech is informal. I am clearly a professor, and I'm certain I said you were a cadet, didn't I?"
"But, but... r-right now, neither you nor I seem to be a professor or a cadet...?"
I opened an escape route by telling her she was seducing me, and she really firmly believed it.
In other words, she was asking if the current situation wasn't a matter between a man and a woman, rather than a professor and a cadet.
"No, you're wrong, Cadet Natasha."
"Heuk...?"
"Do you think this is enough to seduce a man? You're looking down on humans, on men, too much. Humans, men, aren't such foolish beings that they'll fall for you just because you're an elf who smiles once. If you're going to seduce someone, do it properly."
"But, but you're doing it right now... aren't you."
"This?"
Even though he couldn't see and wasn't looking, finding a woman's weak point wasn't even work.
He found the vaginal opening in the place damp with moisture and pressed down hard once, causing Natasha to tense her body with a 'Heup!' and stifle a moan.
"Cadet Natasha. Who am I?"
"Pr-Professor Klaus-nim...."
"Right now, I am a professor. But who was I in the past?"
"The Southern Commander of the Western Alliance, a war hero."
"That's right. I was a war hero. It's a rather embarrassing title, but it's the truth. Then, let me ask you a question. While I lived as that war hero, how many temptations were by my side? How many women flaunted their beauty and tried to possess me?"
"...."
"There were countless. And all of them possessed the experience and ability to make any average man fall head over heels. Do you understand why I'm saying this, Cadet Natasha?"
She shakes her head as if she doesn't know.
Naturally, she couldn't help but react that way.
This woman was the type who looked down on men, and naturally, she had no experience, nor even the thought, of seducing someone or making them hers.
"It means the current Cadet Natasha is pathetic."
"Wh-what did you say?"
"Pa. The. Tic. And very seriously so."
At that, Natasha's face turns bright red and sparks fly in her eyes.
Just a moment ago, she couldn't even think of resisting due to the skills and various factors, but now she had completely changed and was showing a very angry expression.
Like an elf, like a woman from a matriarchal society where women hold strong power, her arrogant and prideful nature immediately surfaced upon being insulted.
But unfortunately for Natasha, her opponent was neither an ordinary human nor an ordinary man.
In a small sense, he was a war hero who had been through all sorts of trials, and in a grand sense, he could be called a creator who had died and died dozens of times to finally reach this point.
'How dare you bare your fangs.'
I can tolerate a bit of sass every now and then.
But I have no intention of accepting anything more than that, especially from an elf.
It was easier to just trample those arrogant, damn-proud things into the ground.
"U-eut...."
"You're already this wet from just a few touches of my fingers, and I haven't even done anything properly yet. A woman who claims she wants to seduce a man is moaning all by herself because she feels good? This is exactly what I mean by pathetic."
"It's not! It's not! There's no way I'm pathetic!"
"I told you, didn't I? When I was active as a war hero, there were countless women who clung to me, trying to seduce me. When I held them in my arms, they, and I, would get so excited that there were many dangerous moments. That's how successfully those women did their jobs. But you?"
Sseuk, sseueuk-.
While gently stroking the place where a long trail had formed due to the love juice that had trickled down little by little.
While looking at the woman's white, fine thighs that flinched repeatedly every time he did so.
Klaus lowered his head slightly and whispered into Natasha's ear.
"Pathetic. I'm truly disappointed."
"Kl-Klaus...."
"A woman who only takes from a man. A woman who is dripping everywhere, claiming she's eaten her fill, while the man hasn't even had a meal, let alone felt full. To think this is an elf, to think this is a noble member of the Belarus family. I thought Cadet Natasha would be different from the women I had encountered. But...."
He slowly removes his hand from her panties, which were in the middle of getting wet.
At that, Natasha lets out a sigh and looks at Klaus as if asking why.
"There's nothing good about you. This is a bit disappointing."
"Di-disappointed? You're disappointed in me?"
"Yes. You confidently said you would take me to the Belarus family, so I expected you to show me something different from those low-class women. But to think you're such a pathetic woman. It makes me wonder if the Belarus family isn't trying to form a bond with me, but rather make an enemy of me."
"Just a moment ago, just a moment ago you said you wanted me. You said if I gave myself, you would enter the Belarus family, didn't you? Do you intend to break your promise?"
"No, no. If you receive an item and open it to find it's defective, or has a flaw, then naturally you can request a return and refund. That's how transactions between us work. If I'm a man with less ability than expected, the Belarus family will cast me out again. Conversely, if the woman I receive is subpar, I cancel the promise and call it off. That's only natural, Cadet Natasha."
"Am I, am I really that pathetic?"
"You're a pretty apricot with a sour taste. You look beautiful and ripe on the outside, but you haven't even ripened properly on the inside."
Natasha is definitely not a child.
She is a grown woman, a woman who knows everything she needs to know, a noble elf who is confident in herself.
Yet all of that was denied to her face.
And even by a human, and a man, at that, in a truly devastating way.
"My interest has completely dropped."
After saying that, Klaus deliberately stood up from his seat.
Of course, he naturally had no intention of actually getting up and leaving this room.
It is true that she has absolutely no ability to handle men compared to the body she possesses.
Does that mean she has no feminine charm? Of course, that's not it.
Rather, the way she gradually changes as she is discovered and developed one by one by the human man she had despised so much was Natasha's greatest weapon and could be said to be the most effective means to seduce Klaus.
'Though she herself wouldn't even dream of such a thing.'
It was the moment Klaus braced himself on the bed to stand up.
With an expression that was extremely urgent yet somehow resentful.
Natasha grabs his wrist quite firmly and slowly shakes her head.
"That's too much."
"What is?"
"You, you gave me a three-day deadline. But the three days haven't even passed yet, it's only the second day, and for you to suddenly come and pressure me like that, that's not fair."
"Does something that doesn't work today work tomorrow? That's what I think."
"I suppose so. But you said it yourself. I am a cadet, and you are a professor. You said I came to receive teaching, and you are here to provide it."
"...I did say it in that tone. But why?"
Natasha pulls on Klaus's arm as if to say not to stand up if he wants to hear what she has to say next.
Normally, she is a woman who would show great resistance to clinging like this, but the skills were working properly, and above all, having heard the assessment that 'You are truly pathetic compared to others,' her pride was wounded as much as it could be.
It would be right to be hostile toward Klaus, who wounded that pride, but due to the skills, that feeling weakened, and conversely, the desire to be acknowledged by this man, to become an existence incomparable to other women, and to make this cheeky human cling to her, became stronger instead.
"...Teach me. Teach me until tomorrow, until the promised deadline. Teach me directly what kind of tricks those dirty things that seduced you used."
"And? After I teach you until tomorrow, what are you going to do?"
"I will seduce you again for three days starting from tomorrow. I'll make you my man, and make you throw yourself into my arms. If I fail, the deal with you is over, and conversely, if I succeed."
"Then, without another word, I should submit to the Belarus family?"
"Yes. That's right."
This woman doesn't even properly realize what she is saying right now.
But Klaus knows all too well. Why? Because he has already seen this side of Natasha several times before. Because this situation is not the first time.
This woman isn't simple, she isn't stupid.
She was able to reach this conclusion because she had confirmed many methods and various possibilities until now.
The conclusion that using skills is ultimately the most certain way, and that starting with that and gradually training this cheeky elf woman is the easiest and best way.
'This is why I like the Fever skill. It has clear synergy with the Excellent Teacher skill. If this had worked on Yulia, I could have easily pinned her down and trained her step by step, which is a real shame.'
Well, it's not a huge shame, though.
There are plenty of other schemes to knock Yulia down besides Fever, and above all, dominating her with just skills didn't satisfy him in many ways.
The Demon King Yulia Agnesa is the promised winner and ruler in this novel.
To hold such a woman perfectly in his grasp, skills alone are not enough; he must leave his mark all over her body and mind, and make her unable to leave his side on her own.
"How is it. If it's this much... I think this is fair."
"I don't mind, but are you really sure, Cadet Natasha? Judging by the looks of it, you don't even seem to know the first thing about men. Can you satisfy me, who is as low-class and perverted as it gets, just as you said, and make me fall head over heels for you? Can the Belarus family embrace a hero of the Continental War?"
"I will definitely make it happen. And, exactly four days from now, I will make you fall so deeply for me that you won't know what to do."
"Ho-oh."
"Just you wait. The sin of daring to look down on a woman, the sin of looking down on an elf, you will pay the price for those sins."
Oh my, how scary. I'm so scared, I'm just looking forward to it.
I think I've heard that line at least 5 times.
And Natasha, who declared that in such a confident voice, becomes an elf stained with lust, literally showing her open pussy with her own hands, saying, 'Aang! More, put it in more! Professor-nim, Professor-nim! It feels good! It feels so gooood!' in less than a year.
"Well, fine. As you said, since I barged in before the promised three days had even passed, I suppose I should go along with that deal."
"...."
"Then, shall we continue?"
"Continue what?"
"What we were doing just a moment ago. A man heats up a woman, and the woman makes that man unable to endure and pounce first. A lecture where we seduce each other and find and dig into each other's weak points. We have to continue, Cadet Natasha."
Klaus, sitting behind Natasha again, lightly presses on her panties.
He clearly feels her female body flinch! once again at his touch.
But unlike before, Natasha did not let out moans or exhale excited breaths.
She just sat there with a calm demeanor, as if telling him to try, as if telling him to teach her as much as he could, and as if she would absorb it all.
'While applauding our Cadet Natasha's enthusiasm for the lecture.'
It was Klaus resuming the lecture.