Chapter 41. Journey to the Southern Kingdom of Kurkan (1)
Journey to the Southern Kingdom of Kurkan (1)
The morning of departure for Kurkan was bustling with activity before the fog-covered castle gates.
Head maid Maria and the Count's retainer maids were sweating as they packed Lucian and Sophia's belongings, but their mouths never stopped moving.
"Milord... Aren't you pushing yourself too hard lately?"
"These days you're so busy we barely see your face..."
"Exactly. After exhausting yourself capturing that succubus and hosting the ball, now you're traveling all the way to the southern border..."
For a Count, the journey from the northern territories to the southernmost point was considerable, making the prolonged absence from his fiefdom burdensome.
But with the military and administrative funds critically insufficient, he couldn't protest or refuse the King's command.
Unaware of Lucian's circumstances, the maids whined about wanting to accompany him.
"Tch, only taking Lady Sophia along," Ari pouted.
"Can't we come too? We want to travel."
"That's right. I'd like to help as well. If milord is tired, I could give you a massage..."
Even Ella joined in, but Sophia's expression darkened. She knew this was no simple journey.
'That barbaric land... The men there are even rougher than the Count...'
'Please return safely, milord. And when you do...'
Nancy gazed at the Count's back with trembling eyes.
"...", I-seo silently waved her hand.
With Lucian leading, the carriage carrying Sophia and the soldiers passed through the castle gates, piercing through the fog.
[Inside the Carriage]
Lucian and Sophia sat facing each other.
Sophia wore a pure white silk dress. Though not particularly revealing, the thin fabric caused her ample bosom to sway and her slender waist to become clearly visible with each jolt of the carriage.
Lucian rested his chin on his hand, surveying her like a sculpture.
"Nervous?"
"Yes... Going to Kurkan... It's my first time traveling abroad.
And I've heard the men of Kurkan treat women harshly..."
"Harshly indeed. But they're weak against beauties. Especially against sacred women like you who seem untouchable."
When Lucian smiled meaningfully, Sophia shivered.
Does the Count truly see me as a diplomatic envoy?
The carriage continued its relentless journey across the rough wilderness toward the land ruled by barbarism and desire.
[Next Afternoon]
Someone approached Lucian riding at the vanguard.
It was the captain of the guard.
His usually stoic face had turned ashen. After his last encounter with Nancy, he'd learned from her that their lord knew of their secret meetings.
'I should have confessed to milord first...'
He regretted it to his core. How dare he boldly show his face after touching his lord's woman? If ordered to commit seppuku, he was prepared to comply without hesitation.
Fearing rumors might undermine his lord's authority, he stayed close to the Count's prized steed, Angus.
"Aren't you too close?"
"Ah, my apologies..."
The Count notoriously disliked men approaching him.
Yet just recently, you yourself put an arm around my shoulders... Clearly, he must be furious.
As expected...
"Milord... I've committed a capital offense..."
"Have you memorized the counterattack strategy we discussed before?"
"Huh? Yes... But..."
"Then that's enough,"
Lucian spoke indifferently, looking straight ahead.
"We'll discuss other matters upon our return. This journey won't be easy, so set aside distracting thoughts and focus solely on the mission."
"...Understood."
He could say no more.
'Other matters must mean that... Whatever punishment awaits, I'll accept it.'
The captain, wrestling with his troubled heart, slowed his horse to rejoin the soldiers.
Only later would he realize that this guilty conscience was the maximum punishment he'd receive.
The path from the Eldonia Kingdom to the southern barbarian lands of Kurkan was long and treacherous.
On such lengthy journeys, stamina management was paramount. Yet Lucian's procession showed no signs of fatigue.
Local lords, acting on the King's special orders, swiftly provided supplies along the way, keeping the horses and carriages in peak condition.
Thus, they could likely arrive within a month at minimum.
[Inside the Carriage]
At the heart of this dignified, swift procession, a completely different kind of 'stamina test' was underway within the pitch-black carriage.
"Look outside, Sophia. The wasteland stretches endlessly."
Lucian lifted Sophia and pushed her toward the carriage's small window.
As Sophia tried to hold the windowsill and look out, Lucian hiked up her skirt from behind and removed her underwear, leaving her bent awkwardly with her rear raised.
Her pure white dress was bunched above her waist, and her white panties hung around her ankles, exposing her bashful privates completely.
"Milord...!"
Lucian gripped Sophia's pale buttocks firmly with both hands, spreading them apart to reveal her flushed, swollen pussy in full view.
[Earlier That Morning]
Lucian hadn't given her a moment's rest.
Whether eating, sleeping, or even reading, one of his hands was always rummaging beneath her skirt.
After a morning session, they'd agreed to rest until lunch at Sophia's request.
Yet even during breaks, though he refrained from penetration, he never left her body alone.
He'd pushed her thin dress up to her waist and pulled her white silk panties down to her ankles.
Between them, the most secret and sacred sanctuary of the priestess—once protected by the gods—lay completely exposed before Lucian's eyes.
First to catch his eye was the pubic hair covering her mound.
The same mysterious platinum blonde as her hair, soft and fluffy like fine silk threads.
Not overly thick, the delicate, translucent silver strands blended with her pale skin, looking as noble as frost upon snow.
Parting that silver forest were plump, fair labia majora.
Their snow-white, soft flesh—already spread apart by Lucian's fingers—revealed what lay within.
Between the parted outer lips, the shy inner lips peeked out.
Devoid of any pigmentation, they were a clear, vivid pink like freshly bloomed cherry blossoms.
The thin flesh formed perfect symmetrical petals, normally closed smoothly, but now slightly swollen and reddened from relentless stimulation.
With each jolt of the carriage, the pink inner lips quivered like trembling jelly.
"Hng... Lucian... Again..."
"Haah... Beautiful as ever."
Lucian's gaze fixed on the vaginal entrance at the center.
Perhaps from the daylong caresses, the red mucous membrane inside the inner lips glistened, coated with transparent love juices.
As if blessed by the gods, the fluid wasn't murky but clear like spring water.
The transparent droplets gathered at the entrance before succumbing to gravity, trickling down to dampen the silver hair below.
Gulp, gulp.
Like a baby bird awaiting its owner's massive cock, or a breathing clam.
The wet, red vaginal opening contracted and relaxed subtly, enticing Lucian.
The sight was utterly lewd yet simultaneously divine and untouchable.
"Sophia, I can't just touch your sacred pussy. Touching makes me want to taste it, then fuck it."
"Ah, Lucian... Let's stop and enjoy the scenery outside."
"The scenery's the same, but your pussy is new every time I see it."
"Ngh..."
Unable to resist, Lucian gazed at that glistening pink cavern, feeling an insatiable thirst.
Once again, he brought his mouth to Sophia's holy pussy.
"No... You promised... Hng..."
Sophia tried to close her thighs in embarrassment, but Lucian's firm shoulders blocked them apart.
Like a thirsty beast, he buried his nose into her most intimate sanctuary.
SniffHuff
"Haah... Even the scent is different. Sophia, your here smells like fragrant flowers."
The priestess Sophia's pussy didn't even need [Clean] magic.
Blessed with a priestess's unique physiology, she maintained a healthy body drinking mostly water.
Both her front and back holes remained perpetually fresh.
Always carrying a scent of lilies and faint honey.
That aroma alone made Lucian's excess mana boil.
As his hot breath brushed her damp pubic hair and outer lips, Sophia's body shivered.
Without hesitation, he flattened his tongue and licked from her mound down to her perineum in one stroke.
Slurp!
"Eek!"
His rough, hot tongue assaulted the soft flesh beneath the golden forest. Holding Sophia's buttocks up with both hands, he began feasting in earnest.
First, he sucked the plump outer lips between his lips, savoring their jelly-like texture.
Then he forced his tongue between the closed inner lips. The layered pink folds parted under pressure, releasing a gush of transparent love juice.
SlurpSluurp
"Ahk! Ah, Lucian! There... again...!"
Instead of answering, Lucian rolled his tongue and nibbled the erect clitoris saluting him.
The pea-sized nub, hardened and exposed from excitement. He clamped his lips around it, sucking like a vacuum cleaner.
Schlop!Sluurp!
"Aahh!! There! Ahhk!! Too much...! Nghhk!"
Sophia's back arched like a fish out of water. The concentrated suction on her most sensitive nerves sent pleasure whitewashing her brain up her spine.
She tried pushing Lucian's head away, but her arms lacked strength, leaving her clutching his hair instead.