A Clear Enemy — Part 3
As soon as the duel began, Valeria took a punch to the gut from the Orc — and wet herself.
Her body, remembering the pleasure of the past, forced her to relive it against her will.
'···♡'
Valeria, who had nearly submitted in that instant, forced herself upright.
She channeled her specialty — her own lust — into fury and desperation, and glared at the Orc.
How humiliating must I look to him right now?
"A-are you okay?"
Gornakh, on the other hand, was worried he'd gotten too carried away with The long-awaited thrill of a real fight and had struck her too hard.
To be honest, the sight of her in that state stirred something other than disgust in him — but he had to hold back.
That, however, made it even more shameful for Valeria.
"Kill me···."
The only small comfort was that the stain on her pants wasn't terribly large — her clothes were already so revealing that the damp patch wasn't very noticeable.
It was only the way it was running down her legs that made it worse···.
But that didn't mean her anger had faded.
"I'm going to kill you! You Orc bastard···!"
Killing intent swirled in her eyes, turning them red.
"Calm down. Not many people have seen you wet yourself like this, right? Right?"
He suddenly threw the question at the referee, whose eyes nearly rolled back in his head.
What answer was he supposed to give, with the Guild Leader in a state of extreme rage?
His face went pale white as Gornakh suddenly used him as a shield, and the referee just bolted from his seat.
"Shut up!"
She glared at the Orc with enough fury to make her forget about the stained pants entirely.
"I'll kill you···, I'll definitely destroy you!"
Of course, it was absurdly ironic that she was the one threatening to kill him — but who cared?
Emotions never followed logic.
And Gornakh, who could forgive almost any nonsense from someone pretty, had an extremely loose line when it came to Valeria.
If it had been back when he'd been slapping her around instead of just cursing her out, a single smack would have settled everything.
Squelch.
But that was Gornakh's story. Valeria's face was still flushed with shame and rage.
She closed the distance to the Orc again at full speed.
Her full-power punches and kicks split the air with cracking sounds.
Gornakh, despite his seemingly clumsy body, dodged every one of Valeria's attacks by a hair's breadth.
"Why won't you get hit!"
"I don't want to get hit either. I'm not into masochism or anything."
From the Orc's perspective, they'd already traded one punch each fairly enough.
"And isn't you the one with the masochistic tendencies?"
"Wh-what?!"
Gornakh, now seemingly at a loss, began teasing the hot-tempered Valeria.
"If you think back to how you used to try running away and got subdued—"
"Shut up!"
Her punches and kicks, now filled with even more fury and shame, were even simpler than before.
The Orc, who wasn't outmatched in strength, occasionally caught the attacks he couldn't dodge and mocked her lightly.
"I'm going to kill you!"
"Enemy of women!"
But surprisingly, the power behind Valeria's punches made him raise his assessment of her in his heart.
"Enemy? Where's anyone who's been as lenient with prisoners as I have?"
Whether he meant it sincerely or was just trying to get under Valeria's skin, her face turned even redder.
"You're still so simple-minded."
But he couldn't keep this up all day.
After all, she was his first diplomatic counterpart.
He needed to subdue her appropriately.
"I said calm down. Who called you a wetter?"
"Th-this is···!"
Valeria, furious no matter what he said.
At this point, it was impossible to tell whether Gornakh was saying the wrong things or if Valeria had some kind of personality problem that made her angry at everything.
Another powerful kick came flying at him.
'Now.'
Gornakh swiftly grabbed one of Valeria's legs and lifted it up.
"Hik!?"
In that instant, Valeria's fury dissolved.
More accurately, another emotion surged up so powerfully that it overwhelmed her anger.
'This position···.'
Trembling.
Once her anger cooled, she realized what position she was in.
'No···♡'
Her legs spread into an I-shape, thanks to her unique flexibility.
This position was almost engraved into Valeria's memory.
When she'd deliberately staged an escape attempt from the Flower Garden and kicked at the Orc — he'd caught her in exactly this position.
'And then···♡'
From here, if the Orc had wanted to, he could have just···
'Just···♡'
She had no confidence she could escape the pleasure.
"Haa···."
But the Orc lowered her leg as if disappointed.
It was clear.
The Orc was definitely thinking of the same thing.
'If it had been before, I would have just rammed her right there.'
But Gornakh was a thinking creature, unlike other Orcs.
He might not have been able to see exactly what would happen if he just rammed her here, but he knew enough.
"I think this much of a duel is enough···."
The Orc acted as if nothing had happened, but his eyes were full of regret.
Valeria's face was dyed with shame.
Only now did she remember everything she'd done up to this point, and she had no choice.
"I-I'm sorry for the trouble!"
And just like that, the Guild Leader vanished at full speed.
'Like that?'
Well, that was something Valeria would handle on her own.
But he did miss those bygone days.
Compared to the past, when he could hold any woman he wanted whenever he wanted···.
'First, that woman seems to be in trouble.'
The Flower Garden had no ordinary women, but Valeria was a body Gornakh had rated highly for her physical toughness.
'······.'
Maybe I'll ask the Succubus about it today.
Valeria, during her time as Deputy Guild Leader.
The moment right after she lost her virginity.
Right after being captured, she'd been pounded every single day until she was nearly unconscious.
"H-ha···♡"
A monstrous cock that wouldn't even let her finish a sentence.
But what was even more unbelievable was that it wasn't just about making himself feel good.
'He's making me feel it too?'
It seemed violent, fitting for an Orc, but he hadn't used his fists or anything.
Just pounding her hard with his cock was enough to make most women black out and become completely helpless.
'It's too big···♡'
At some point, she'd started sinking into pleasure so deeply that she stopped caring about the shame, and she'd fallen in completely.
Pinned under his huge body, unable to do anything but moan—
"Do you like this?"
"I-I can't···♡"
Her face went slack with pleasure, her pussy twitching and tightening.
Gornakh knew she was lying, but he played along with the rhythm.
Because Valeria was a woman who could endure even the most violent sex.
Of course, he didn't always have to do it that way, but sometimes he wanted to have sex like this.
Slap!
—Hgh!!♡···.
When he slapped her ass, the sound that came out of the female fighter's mouth wasn't a scream — it was moans.
And she tightened even more.
But—
'Why?'
'Why won't I come!'
Before she knew it, her body wanted the Orc's huge thing more than the Orc wanted her.
But the thing you need when you need it is always the one thing you can't find.
'Where the hell is he and what is he doing···!'
Recently, the Orc hadn't been coming to see her.
'Damn bastard···.'
Was he not feeding the fish he'd caught?
Valeria was irritated that he dared not give bait to a big fish like her.
But there was no way she could go to the Orc and beg for his cock.
'Maybe I'll cause some trouble.'
No matter what they called it the Flower Garden, it was ultimately a prisoner camp.
Even if it didn't look like a camp, it was structured so she couldn't leave.
And in that place, Valeria started causing chaos.
—That's the young master's stuff, isn't it?
—Grab her!
Considering the skills of the women in the Flower Garden, there were more guards blocking the exits than she'd expected.
She easily knocked out the Orc guards.
Of course, the exit was still far away, but her goal wasn't to escape.
"What are you doing, causing trouble at night?"
"Die!"
Of course, she couldn't actually kill him.
'Faster···♡'
A sloppy, slow kick.
Naturally, Gornakh caught her leg.
'She needs some education.'
The Orc pulled out his cock.
"Hik···♡"
The expectation in her scream was probably just her imagination.
Or maybe it was because the concept of punishment sex existed.
Mating even more violently than before.
When he rammed deep inside her, the woman became a mere female, pouring out all kinds of love juices and immediately surrendering.
That···.
'So good♡'
She opened her eyes, pulled back from the humiliation of the past.
Her fury, which could still erupt at any moment, still overwhelmed her lust.
But she'd been washing her body in cold water for hours, sealing all that heat inside her.
The ice in the tub was being continuously produced by a mage standing nearby.
The mage was a man, but right now he couldn't even get aroused looking at Valeria's body.
Because Valeria, furious to the point of exploding, was the kind of woman who might beat him to death just for breathing wrong.
"Put a few more ice cubes in."
"Y-yes, understood."
And he could say he'd at least achieved what he'd intended.
"Damn it···."
'That Orc still remembers it too.'
This was an opportunity.
What if, when he underestimated her, she used those weapons?
She could definitely kill him.
A weapon capable of destroying an enemy in one blow, and a protective accessory she could tuck at her waist.
Tomorrow, she would···.
Her eyes burned with fury.
She would make him pay for everything he'd done to her.
No matter what conditions she had to set, she would lure him in.
Even if she had to stake herself, she would make that damn Orc stand before her.