Chapter 12. The Water Spirit's Gift
The Water Spirit's Gift
I-seo absentmindedly gazed at the boat ahead, then blinked in disbelief.
"....!!"
On the small rowboat—
Rather than sitting face-to-face, Lucian and the princess were tangled together in opposite directions, lying down in the...
69 position.
On that narrow, precarious boat, the shocking sight of the two entwined, their faces buried in each other's most intimate places, left I-seo stunned.
"Slurp... schlup... mmm..."
Princess Catherine's lavish red dress was hiked up past her chest, her pale thighs and the secret place between them shamelessly exposed before Lucian's face.
His head was buried between her legs, his tongue flicking out to lap at her dripping pussy—royal decorum long forgotten.
"Haaah...! Lord Lucian... your tongue...!"
Catherine's back arched violently, nearly capsizing the boat.
At the same time, she choked slightly as she took Lucian's dick—already slick with pre-cum—into her hands and deep into her mouth.
Gulp, schlorp!
"Ngh...!"
Lucian let out a stifled groan.
The princess' lips were soft and warm.
Her tongue swirled around his tip before she took him deeper, swallowing him with devoted enthusiasm.
Above, she sucked his cock. Below, he licked her pussy.
The lewd sounds of their mixed saliva, love juices, and pre-cum echoed unnaturally loud across the tranquil lake.
I-seo's face burned apple-red.
'They're insane... We're right next to them! The Royal Guard Captain is watching!'
She fidgeted nervously, glancing at the captain for his reaction.
"Ahem. Hmm."
The captain cleared his throat and stared pointedly at the distant mountains.
A deliberate act of ignorance.
His duty was to protect his lord—nothing more. Even if that lord happened to be engaging in oral sex with a princess in broad daylight.
Or perhaps he, too, was stealing glances and swallowing hard.
"Schlurp! Slup! Schlick!"
"Haah... Catherine... you're squeezing so tight..."
The sounds from the boat ahead grew even more shameless.
When Lucian flicked his tongue against Catherine's clit, she shuddered violently, nearly scraping his cock with her teeth in her ecstasy.
"Ah! Ah! I'm gonna—! Count! Uwaaah!"
The boat rocked dangerously.
I-seo couldn't tell if she was witnessing reality or some absurd dream. A noble's debauchery, in broad daylight, on a boat—right in the heart of the kingdom.
Then—
Glooooorp—!
A dark shadow surged from beneath the lake's surface.
Not just a fish. The water itself took shape—a massive, towering tsunami.
"Take cover!!"
The captain drew his sword, but he was too late.
KWA-BOOOOOM—!!!
A colossal pillar of water smashed into Lucian's boat.
"Kyaaah!"
"Ghk!"
The boat, still carrying the two who had just reached their climax, flipped helplessly.
Lucian and Catherine, still locked in each other's mouths, tumbled tangled into the water.
"Count! Princess!"
I-seo shot to her feet.
A whirlpool churned around the capsized boat, and at its center emerged a translucent, blue, humanoid figure.
[The Water Spirit, Undine.]
But this was no ordinary spirit.
Her eyes burned crimson with fury, radiating murderous intent.
The spirit leveled a watery spear at Lucian as he flailed in the depths.
"How dare you... defile this sacred lake... with your filthy desires! Corrupt souls... DIE!"
Had Lucian's overflowing mana (lust) and Catherine's love juices clashed with the lake's pure essence, awakening and enraging the dormant spirit?
But I-seo sensed something unnatural—that crimson glare, that excessive wrath.
"We have to save him!"
Instinct took over. She had to hide her true identity, but right now, the Count's life hung in the balance.
Hiking up her skirt, she dove into the water.
The lake's pleasure party had turned into a desperate battle for survival in an instant.
"Count!!"
The captain, too, hastily armored himself and plunged in—but it was futile.
The water spirit, Undine, coiled around Lucian's ankle with terrifying speed, dragging him deeper into the abyss where no light reached.
'Ghk... can't breathe...'
Lucian's vision blurred. The crushing water pressure squeezed his lungs.
Yet even at death's door, his excess mana (lust) refused to fade. No—it fused with his survival instinct, erupting in a grotesque explosion.
Undine's form overlapped with I-seo's in his fading sight.
The image of I-seo—beautiful, dedicated, always slipping away just as his desires flared—flashed before him.
Undine, now superimposed with I-seo's illusion, revealed her perfect, watery curves.
Full breasts, a slender waist, and hips that swayed like a fish's tail.
'If I'm going to die... I might as well embrace this spirit who looks like I-seo before I go.'
Summoning his last strength, Lucian yanked Undine into a tight embrace—and crashed his lips onto hers.
Mmph—!
A sudden kiss.
Undine's eyes widened. A human—a drowning one, no less—daring to steal a spirit's kiss?!
But as Lucian's hot tongue explored her mouth (a space made of water), her rampaging fury faltered for a split second.
"You... dare to defile the Water Spirit?"
A crystalline voice resonated in his mind.
Lucian didn't pull away, conveying his intent through sheer physicality. Strangely, his breathing stabilized—their contact granting him temporary underwater respiration.
"You're too beautiful... I've lost my senses. I beg your mercy—grant me your affection. I will repay you tenfold."
Undine's crimson eyes gradually cleared into pure azure. Lucian's mana was neutralizing her corruption.
"You... have taken my first purity. Insolent human."
Instead of pushing him away, she held his gaze.
"If you wish to hold me, then take responsibility. But I am bound to this place. As my companion...
You must return four times a year. Break this vow even once, and I will drown you."
It was both a curse and a covenant of love.
Lucian smirked.
"If I'm taking responsibility... I'll see it through to the end."
He pulled her into another crushing embrace.
Though water streamed through his fingers when he tried to grasp her, her breasts and hips yielded with an impossible elasticity—like jelly wrapped in the finest silk.
"...."
Undine stiffened, bewildered by this human's bold touch.
Should she blast him away with a water cannon? Or indulge a little longer in this unfamiliar warmth?
While she hesitated, Lucian brazenly gripped her ass with both hands—then ground his throbbing erection against her core.
Grind.
Cold water met scorching heat.
In an instant, his cock hardened like stone.
His gaze dropped between her legs. Amid her translucent form, a single area pulsed with a reddish glow—her life core, the spiritual equivalent of reproductive organs.
"Found it."
Prying her thighs apart, he thrust his raging dick straight into that glowing center.
Squelch—!
"Aahhk!"
A scream reverberated through the water. Undine's head snapped back as violent whirlpools erupted around them.
Lucian's cock speared deep into her essence.
"Haa... haa...!"
He groaned.
This was nothing like a human woman.
There were no inner walls—just crushing water pressure clamping around his shaft like a vice.
A menthol-like coolness mixed with searing heat, like submerging his cock in sparkling water—each bubble popping against his sensitive tip.
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
Gripping her waist, Lucian pistoned into her relentlessly.
His human heat churned inside the spirit's icy depths.
"Ah! Ahh! Ahhh! Ahhh!"
Undine's body undulated with his rhythm, her moans bursting forth in bubbling streams.
"W-what is this... so hot... inside me... feels strange...!"
"More... more... human...!"
Even a spirit couldn't resist Lucian's prowess.
He fought the water's resistance, driving deeper—piercing her very core.
Cold yet exhilarating, tight yet overwhelming.
His climax built faster, fiercer than ever.
"Ngh, take it! Spirit!"
"Hwaaaah—!!"
Splurt! Gush! Gush!
Lucian unleashed his semen inside her.
Undine's entire body lit up.
His seed spread through her watery form, swirling like white clouds in a blue sky—purifying her tainted essence, filling her with new power.
Much later, the lake lay still once more.
The captain hung his head. Princess Catherine stomped her feet, tears streaming.
I-seo stared blankly at the water's surface—
Until—
Splash!
Lucian burst forth, gasping for air.
"Pwah—!"
"C-Count!!"
"You're alive!"
Shaking water from his hair, he swam ashore—clutching something in his hand.
An ancient sword, radiating an extraordinary aura, plucked from the spirit's altar at the lakebed.
Undine's gift—a token of their covenant.
"Apologies for the scare. I was... sightseeing underwater."
He smirked, raising the sword.
I-seo sighed in relief—then froze.
The scent clinging to him wasn't just lake water.
It was the fragrance of a spirit's embrace.
'I may have infused her with my energy... but this man... he actually seduced a water ghost and came back with a holy sword?!'
Far out on the lake, Undine's translucent figure surfaced just enough to blow a kiss at Lucian's retreating back—a silent promise to meet again.
Lucian examined the sword, then glanced down at his still-chilly lower half with a strange glint in his eye.
'This was definitely Baal's scheme... but thanks to it, I awakened to new pleasures and even got a holy sword. Should I be grateful?'
He needed to find Baal's hiding spot—fast.
With his royal duties concluded, Lucian bid the princess a reluctant farewell and boarded his carriage.
Beside him sat Sophia, the former priestess, now demure in her new role.
"Let's go. To my estate."
As the wheels turned, Lucian smirked.
Victoria awaited at home. Now, with Sophia joining them—
His mansion was about to get even hotter and louder.
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