Chapter 242: Crying Out Love in the Center of the Lord’s Castle
Chapter 242: Crying Out Love in the Center of the Lord’s Castle
Diana’s answer struck me like a bolt from the blue.
Not living creatures? Then that’s as good as sealing away all my Saint skills!
The one silver lining was that we now had another reliable tanker in Silvia.
But even considering that, the fact that my Saint skills would be rendered completely useless was a bitter pill to swallow.
Should I just take this opportunity to let Silvia be the main tanker and become a dealer myself?
Strictly speaking, the Martial Artist job was a better fit for a dealer than a tanker.
In a typical game, it’s mostly used as a dealer, and if necessary, it can serve as a sub-tanker.
And its ability to be a sub-tanker is only possible because its nimble movements give it a high evasion rate. Martial Artists don’t exactly learn skills that draw aggro.
Even their defensive skills, like Stone Skin, only raise their own defense; they don’t learn anything that can cover for others.
The only reason I’d been able to act as the main tanker until now was thanks to the high defense from my bonus stats and the exceptional aggro-drawing ability of my Saint skills.
Maybe this wasn’t just a passing thought. Should I really switch to being a dealer?
Considering my Martial Artist job alone, it was a tempting option, but I was hesitant to make such a decision.
When I thought about the party as a whole, we were already overflowing with damage output, thanks to Sara and Diana, who were absurdly strong for their levels.
What our clan needed was a shield that could reliably protect the rear. We had Silvia, but I felt it would be too much for her to handle the tanking all by herself.
No, it wasn’t that I didn’t trust her. She fought so valiantly in the ant nest, after all.
But it was always more reassuring to have two tankers, just in case.
This world isn’t a game. One wrong move, and the women I love could lose their lives.
Right. I have to keep being a tanker.
In that case, I need to find a way to draw the aggro of monsters that aren’t living creatures.
Isn’t there something… something I can do?
Should I get another job that specializes in defense?
No, there’s no telling how long it would take to level up another job.
I still haven’t made much progress leveling up the Assassin job I got a long time ago.
Maybe I should get some special training from Silvia on the fundamentals of defense. I saw her skillfully cover all directions with just a single sword before.
I glanced over at Silvia, who was standing quietly beside me.
Huh? Wait a minute. Come to think of it…
“Don’t look so troubled. The fact that not all monsters are living creatures only applies to the deepest floors humans have reached so far. The 3rd floor will have Ice Golems at most, so there’s no need to worry so much.”
Diana, seeming to have guessed what I was thinking, stood on her tiptoes, stretched her arm up, and patted my head as she spoke.
I bent down a little to make it easier for her to pat me and smiled back at her.
“Yeah. You’re right. I’ll think about it slowly.”
Besides, I might have already found a clue.
I won’t say it out loud, though, since it might upset Diana.
“Let’s head back to the mansion now.”
“Hm? We’re already out. Why don’t we walk around a bit more?”
“No. Sorry. I just remembered something I need to do.”
I knew what Diana was thinking, but I wanted to test the idea that had just popped into my head as soon as possible.
And besides, Diana, you need to tell the elder sisters at the Mage Association about that giant Magic Stone, don’t you?
“Oh, is that so…”
Diana sounded a little dejected, but it couldn’t be helped this time.
“Then I shall go and speak with those girls for a moment.”
After we returned to the mansion, Diana headed toward the elder sisters of the Mage Association with a look of resignation.
This meant that Silvia and I would be alone until dinner.
Alright. Now then…
To confirm the idea I’d had earlier, I spoke to Silvia as soon as Diana was out of sight.
“Silvia.”
“Y-Yes!”
Silvia’s body went rigid as she answered, just from me calling her name.
I really need to do something about this. It feels like she gets more and more nervous around me as time goes on. When we first met, she was annoyed and tried to drag me along, and when I told her to strip, she just took everything off without a hint of tension.
Anyway, getting her to relax is a problem for later.
First, I need to confirm something.
“Do you remember when we had sex in the dungeon?”
“Wha?! Ah, yes!”
Silvia answered dutifully, her face turning beet red in embarrassment.
The way she overreacted to every little thing made me feel like I was bullying her.
“You felt an incredible amount back then, didn’t you? Remember?”
“U-Uwaah… Y-Yes…”
As the memory seemed to resurface, Silvia covered her face with both hands and replied, looking like she was about to die of embarrassment.
If I left her alone, she looked like she’d find a mouse hole to crawl into and hide.
This really makes it seem like I’m bullying her.
Let me be clear, I’m not asking these questions just to tease Silvia. I have a clear purpose.
“Back then, I’m sure I didn’t use any skills at all. But you were able to feel everything properly, right to the end. Why do you think that was?”
Yes. This was the idea I’d had earlier.
I was certain I hadn’t done anything, yet Silvia, who was frigid, had been able to feel pleasure.
If I could figure out the reason, might it give me a way to properly transmit pleasure even to non-living monsters?
If I could pull that off, I might be able to properly draw aggro by combining it with my Saint skills.
“W-Wha?!”
Hearing my question, Silvia looked truly perplexed.
Well, to be honest, I didn’t expect to get a proper answer from her.
I just felt it was necessary to ask her directly first.
“Ah, I’m sure you don’t know the exact reason yourself. Just try to recall the sensation you felt then and describe it to me. You started feeling it all of a sudden as soon as you woke up, right? What did it feel like? Did you feel pleasure directly on the parts I was touching, like when I use my skills?”
“W-Well… that is…”
As I spoke with a serious expression, moving closer to her, Silvia looked so nervous she seemed on the verge of fainting.
Still, for her to be this tense was strange.
Her body was swaying back and forth; she really looked like she was about to collapse.
Seeing her precarious state, I grabbed both of her shoulders to keep her from falling.
“Hyaaaah!”
But Silvia let out a cute shriek and her body trembled as if she’d been struck by lightning.
“Ah, sorry. I was supposed to tell you before I touched you.”
“Th-This feeling is it…”
Silvia answered, slurring her words as if her tongue had gone numb.
“Hm?”
“I mean, that is, the plea-pleasure… this is…”
Silvia’s voice was almost a whimper as she spoke.
At some point, her legs had become pigeon-toed again, and her hands were moving toward her lower abdomen. To be more precise, it looked like she was about to press down on her own crotch before restraining herself and stopping at her stomach.
This reaction… I’d definitely seen it in Hans & Erina.
N-No way…
A hunch struck me, and I hurriedly led Silvia into the bedroom.
Silvia, who was still in contact with me, trembled the entire way, but it couldn’t be helped this time.
“Silvia. Take them off.”
“R-Right now?”
“Yes. Right now.”
“U-Ugh… O-Okay.”
Silvia’s face was bright red, and she looked completely lost.
But as I continued to stare at her with firm resolve in my eyes, she slowly brought her hands to her pants with a sense of resignation.
It was a world of difference from when we first met, when she’d stripped without a moment’s hesitation.
Seeing her hesitate and blush like that, I became certain of my hypothesis even before seeing the result.
As she pulled down the pants, which were made of a rather tough material meant to be worn under plate armor, Silvia’s thoroughly soaked underwear was revealed.
“This… Why is it like this?”
“Ugh… I-I’m sorry…”
“No, I’m not scolding you. I’m just genuinely curious. Did this happen just now because I touched you?”
“N-No. It was… at the general store…”
I see. It seems when she went to the restroom back then, it wasn’t to relieve herself.
“You feel it when I touch you?”
“Ugh… Yes…”
“Why? Do you have any idea why that is?”
Did one of my skills cause some kind of side effect?
No, if that were the case, Sara, Diana, and Leia should have shown the same symptoms long ago.
Then did Silvia’s frigidity and my skills create some kind of synergy?
“B-Because… I’m happy…”
But Silvia’s answer was far beyond anything I had expected.
“B-Because you’re happy?!”
No, I’d certainly heard of it before.
While the pleasure a man feels during sex is mostly from the physical sensation on his member, for a woman, the atmosphere of the act is the biggest factor in feeling pleasure.
And even men can ejaculate from psychological pleasure.
For example, when a woman gives you a tit-job.
My only experience was with Leia when she was in her Gumiho form, but even with her unparalleled skills, the sensation of a tit-job was less intense than vaginal insertion.
But I had felt pleasure from the mental satisfaction of Leia herself giving me a tit-job.
If even men were like that, what would happen if a woman’s mental satisfaction was maximized?
It wouldn’t be strange for her to climax over and over again. Just like when Silvia and I had sex in the dungeon.
The mystery was solved surprisingly simply.
It wasn’t the helpful information for dealing with non-living monsters that I’d expected, but it had the effect of making Silvia seem all the more adorable.
I see. So the mere situation of having sex with me gave her so much mental satisfaction that she could feel that much.
That’s just like the girl who, despite being a noble lady, went as far as to become a stalker.
And Silvia’s frigidity probably had a big influence as well.
As much as she likes me, I don’t think she likes me more than Sara, Diana, or Leia.
But the reason she reacts so much more sensitively than the other three must be because her mental dependency has grown to compensate for her inability to feel physical pleasure.
She doesn’t just feel it during sex, but just from me touching her… no, wait. That’s a little dangerous, isn’t it?
“Silvia. So you get like this just from me touching you?”
I ran a finger over Silvia’s panties, which were so soaked that the pink flesh of her vulva was completely visible, as I spoke.
“Hngh! Y-Yes! B-But! I-I can’t help it! You’re touching me, and I’m happy, and the pleasure you gave me last time…!”
Silvia’s legs trembled as she barely managed to stand, shouting her stuttered reply.
Hearing that, I remembered something.
Ah, come to think of it, I used Saint’s Touch on her last time and just left it on.
Could it be that it’s not just psychological pleasure, but that skill is also a factor?
It seemed plausible.
Right. Otherwise, it would be strange for her to get this soaked just from a touch.
This straight-laced girl. I told her to just say something if she couldn’t take it, but she’s been holding it in all this time.
“Ah… sorry. I’ll hold you now.”
A wave of guilt washed over me. I pulled back the hand that had been enjoying the soft texture of her vulva by poking at her panties.
It seemed dealing with this was more urgent than finding a way to handle non-living monsters.
Right. Like Diana said, it’ll be a long time before we reach the final floor.
I can take my time thinking about how to deal with the monsters.
“R-Really?!”
When I said I would hold her, Silvia was so happy that she dropped the hands covering her face and broke into a wide smile. But as if embarrassed by her own joy, she immediately covered her face with her hands again.
Ugh. Stop being so cute. Seeing you so happy just makes me feel even guiltier for leaving you like this.
“Yeah. Honestly, you. I told you to just tell me if you couldn’t stand it.”
My growing guilt made me grumble at Silvia as I pulled off her panties.
As I slid them down to mid-thigh, a sticky line of her juices stretched between her vulva and the fabric.
It was a sight I’d grown quite used to with the other girls, but seeing it from the girl who used to need love gel just for insertion felt particularly special.
“Silvia. Shall we go to the bed?”
“Yes! Uwaaah!”
If Silvia had a tail like Leia, it would probably be wagging furiously right now.
Her reaction was kind of like a puppy’s.
As I thought that, I scooped her up, supporting her back and the crooks of her knees. Silvia squirmed, twisting her whole body with a look of utter bliss.
At the same time, I heard a drip, drip sound from the floor.
That sound just now, was that her juices dripping?! Just from this?!
She’s really got a severe case. I need to do something, and fast.