Chapter 157: Strategy(2)
Chapter 157: Strategy(2)
The red sunset was falling. But as the evening glow faded, Arwen’s excitement showed no signs of setting with it.
I can’t calm down…
It had been over thirty minutes since Kerry had left, yet her arousal hadn’t subsided in the slightest.
Her breathing remained ragged, her body yearning for his touch.
It was the first time Arwen had ever experienced sexual excitement, and she was more than a little flustered.
Why is my body acting like this…
Finally, Arwen stood up. The spot where she had been sitting was soaked with a sticky slick of arousal.
Just as Kerry had predicted, Arwen had inherited Titania’s libido in its entirety. The power of genetics was truly a magnificent thing.
“…”
Face flushed, Arwen descended the stairs. With every step, the friction against her groin sent shivers trembling through her body.
“Hah… Hahh… I need… a place to release this…”
The castle was teeming with people. When she had first arrived, she had found it all so fascinating, but now, it was just frustrating.
There were people everywhere she looked.
Arwen needed a place where she could be alone and soothe her excitement.
Her own quarters were out of the question. She was sharing a room with the others, so that was impossible.
A place where I can be alone and feel safe… A room no one would enter without permission, one where even the owner rarely visits…
Just then, a certain person’s room came to mind.
Kerry’s room.
No soldier in their right mind would dare to open the door to the room of Kerry, the hero’s trusted companion.
Even her fellow party members, all of them women, wouldn’t carelessly enter a man’s room.
Besides, Kerry was incredibly busy right now.
He was so preoccupied with preparing for the dungeon conquest that he often missed dinner with the party.
“Hah… haah… Sir Kerry…”
Was it really okay to sneak into Kerry’s room and do… that? For a moment, Arwen was struck by a pang of guilt.
But then again, wasn’t it partly Kerry’s fault?
He was the one who had gotten her so worked up in the first place.
In the end, Arwen found herself standing before Kerry’s door, panting heavily. The door was firmly locked, but that was no cause for concern.
“Sylph… help me… Hnngh… Heuh…”
Her face crimson, Arwen called the name of the wind spirit.
The sylph appeared, looking quizzically at Arwen’s state.
“It’s, it’s nothing… Just hurry… and open the door… Sylph…”
The sylph nodded. Transforming into a gust of wind, it slipped through the tiny cracks around the doorframe.
A moment later, the door clicked open from the inside.
“Thank you… Nngh… Hahh…”
Arwen immediately sent the sylph away. She had no time for conversation right now.
She leaned against the door and slid to the floor.
Kerry’s room lay before her. Being in the same castle, it wasn’t much different from the women’s quarters.
It was a simple room, furnished with only the necessities.
But there was one thing she noticed was different the moment she stepped inside. It was the scent of Kerry that lingered in the air.
It smells like Sir Kerry… in this room…
The scent only fueled her arousal.
Instinctively, Arwen walked toward the place where his scent was the strongest.
His bed.
Arwen lay down on Kerry’s bed. As she pulled the scented covers over herself, it felt as if Kerry were holding her in a warm embrace.
“Haaah… Sir Kerry… Sir Kerry…”
She couldn’t hold back any longer.
She had never even considered masturbating before, but now, her hand moved downward on its own.
Arwen’s delicate white hand slipped inside her panties, which were already thoroughly soaked.
“Haaahng!”
An intense urge washed over her. Arwen threw off the covers and pulled down her wet panties.
In an instant, her pale hips were exposed.
At the center of her fair pelvis, her pretty pussy, like a lovely flower petal, was weeping lewd fluid.
Without thinking, Arwen touched her clitoris and let out a moan.
“Sir Kerry… Aah! You can’t touch my ears…”
Arwen masturbated, reliving her encounter with Kerry.
He had touched her ears—an erogenous zone for elves, practically their genitals—as he pleased. Each time, an ecstatic pleasure had washed over her, leaving her breathless with excitement.
The scent of him on his bed made her immersion that much deeper.
In her mind, Kerry’s hands moved beyond her ears, caressing every inch of her body.
“Heugh! Sir Kerry… not there… you can’t touch there! That’s an embarrassing place!”
Imagining Kerry’s touch on her pussy, Arwen inserted her fingers. As they slid inside, a sticky wetness overflowed.
Squelch. Squish. Schlick.
“Heuh! Ahhng! Haaaah!”
A new, unfamiliar sensation crashed over her. Endorphins surged through her brain, and moans escaped her lips of their own accord.
Like her mother, Titania, Arwen possessed a strong libido.
She had simply never realized it because she’d never had a catalyst. Kerry had provided that catalyst.
“Sir Kerry!”
From between her parted thighs, a gush of fluid spurted from her pussy.
As if her pussy wasn’t enough, Arwen began to knead her own breasts, groping the large mounds hidden beneath her loose-fitting clothes.
Every time she imagined Kerry’s hands on her body, a dizzying sensation swept through her.
“Haaah! Not there, you can’t! Sir Kerrrryyy!”
The innocent, light-green-haired elf princess let out wanton moans as she touched herself. Flushed with the heat of her first time, Arwen was relentless.
She had never felt anything like this before.
Best of all was the thrill of doing it in Kerry’s room, secretly fantasizing about him. The thought of being ravaged by him on this very bed was almost too much to bear.
Arwen continued to thrust her fingers into her pussy.
The lewd, squelching sounds of her arousal fluid filled the room. In her mind’s eye, a naked Kerry appeared before her.
At that moment, Arwen’s pussy twitched, and her fluids erupted.
Gush—
“Aaaahng! Hiiih! Haaah!”
Arwen continued to picture Kerry’s naked body. The firm muscles that even his clothes couldn’t hide.
The sight of his bare torso, which she had occasionally glimpsed in reality. Though she had never seen his cock, she had heard about it.
Thanks to Victoria.
[Princess Arwen. Did you know? Kerry is actually quite incredible.]
[Pardon? What about Sir Kerry is incredible? I mean, he is a wonderful person, but…]
[Don’t play dumb if you know what I mean. Kerry’s… package is magnificent.]
[!]
[Vi-Victoria, were you and Sir Kerry… in that kind of relationship?]
[Not at all. It’s just that once, Kerry stripped down to his underwear in front of the party. It was to save Natasha. The majesty of what I saw then… truly… it’s hard to describe in words.]
[H-How amazing was it?]
[His underwear was so heavy, I thought he must have stuffed a rock in there.]
[…Was it really like that?]
Thanks to Victoria’s dirty talk, Arwen had learned that Kerry was impressively well-endowed.
As usual, Lina had tried to stop Victoria. But even she couldn’t deny the majesty of what she had seen that day.
Just… just how big is Sir Kerry…
A man who was both capable and well-hung. To Arwen, Kerry was becoming the man of her dreams.
As she imagined Kerry’s large cock, her fingers grew more frantic.
Squelch. Squish. Thrrrust.
“Hyaah! Sir Kerry… Sir Kerry. You can’t put something that big in me! It won’t fit! Haaah!”
Arwen’s hips lifted off the bed.
Her waist twitched and trembled. Her face was twisted into a lewd expression that was hard to associate with the innocent elf princess.
With every thrust of her fingers, her intense moans grew louder.
How much time passed after that?
Arwen lay panting on Kerry’s bed. Her pussy was flushed red and swollen.
Not just her pussy; her face was also flushed as she gasped for breath.
The bed beneath her M-shaped legs was completely soaked with her arousal fluid.
“Hah… Hahh… I’ve made a mess… What do I do?”
What kind of princess breaks into a man’s room to masturbate?
And to make such a mess, spraying her fluids everywhere. If she were caught, it would be more than just her own shame on the line.
But fortunately, Arwen had a solution.
The spirits. Among her friends was one who could use purification.
Arwen uttered a short incantation, and the bed became as clean as new.
The evidence was destroyed.
Now, all she had to do was get out of the room safely. Arwen opened the door and went down the stairs.
Once her boiling lust had cooled, guilt washed over her.
What… what have I done? Hah. No. Forget it. Today was just… an accident.
Arwen returned to the quarters where the party was waiting.
When she opened the door to the women’s room, the others were there, just as she’d expected.
Lina asked with a worried expression.
“Princess. You’re back. I heard from Sir Kerry. He said you were very disheartened by today’s training…”
Natasha also offered a bright smile of encouragement.
“Princess, don’t get discouraged over something like that! You just have to do better next time!”
The hero’s party all seemed so pure. They were treating her with such genuine kindness, while she had been wallowing in lust and doing something so shameful.
I’m sorry. I don’t deserve your kindness…
Seeing Arwen still looking downcast, Victoria decided to tease her. She came up from behind and wrapped her arms around Arwen.
“Princess, why so many worries for someone with such large breasts?”
“!”
Victoria shamelessly groped Arwen’s chest. Arwen screamed internally.
N-No! I just managed to calm down… this is going to start me up again!
Not everyone in the hero’s party was so pure.
Victoria’s eyes gleamed as she noticed Arwen’s strangely different reaction.
*
Preparations for the dungeon conquest proceeded steadily. A week had already passed since they began their training.
The training was now in its final stages.
Lina, having finished her business, joined them for the final phase. As expected, despite her late arrival, she adapted to the training perfectly.
As expected of a regressor. Her experience is on another level.
Kerry was impressed by Lina’s performance.
At times, he found himself captivated by the sight of her training, her blonde hair shimmering as she moved.
A world of difference from a certain someone else who was also chosen by the goddess.
The Saintess, displeased with the arduous training, was constantly grumpy. Of course, each time she acted out, Ego was there to correct her posture with extreme prejudice.
But Kerry wasn’t the only one who was impressed.
In fact, Lina was even more impressed with him.
Sir Kerry has never been inside this dungeon, so how did he prepare a plan that’s this close to perfect?
Even if she, a regressor, had prepared it herself, she would have done it the exact same way.
Of course, it wasn’t completely perfect. There were a few unnecessary parts here and there.
But that was something only Lina, as a regressor, would know.
For his part, Kerry had intentionally included those elements, worried that a plan that was too perfect would arouse suspicion.
Sir Kerry is so competent.
The thought came to Lina’s mind automatically as she watched him. It wasn’t just his preparations that were outstanding.
The atmosphere during training was also incredibly high-spirited.
The party members were training with a fervor that bordered on bizarre.
Naturally, it was all born from a single desire: to look good in front of Kerry.
Whatever the reason, Lina thought that his ability to create such an atmosphere was a remarkable talent in itself.
After the training session ended, Lina approached Kerry.
“This is amazing, Sir Kerry. At this rate, I don’t think we’ll have any problems entering the dungeon tomorrow.”
In truth, one could never be too prepared for a dungeon, but that was the thinking of people who didn’t know the answers.
Since Lina and Kerry knew the answers precisely, they were well aware that their training was already sufficient.
“I haven’t done much. It’s all thanks to the party members who followed along so well.”
“No. Earning this much trust from your party is a skill in itself. Everyone has complete faith in your training and instructions. Honestly, it’s something I could never hope to imitate.”
It was true. That sort of thing didn’t suit Lina’s personality at all.
She was too kind-hearted and felt a natural aversion to giving orders to anyone.
I have no idea how she led a party in her past life.
Lina was well aware of her own weakness. That was why she was so grateful for Kerry’s presence, which compensated for it.
Lina addressed the party.
“We’ll enter the dungeon tomorrow. I’m certain we will succeed.”
The party erupted in a clamor, saying that was a given.
A smile spread across Kerry’s face as he thought of the rewards he would get from the dungeon. Am I finally going to become an Archmage?
The party decided to enter the dungeon early the next morning.
As they returned to their quarters, Victoria spoke up.
“Once we’re in the dungeon tomorrow, we might have to camp out for a few days… What do you say? Why don’t us girls soak our bodies in some hot water?”
The other party members just shook their heads.
They now knew all too well what kind of ordeal they would suffer if they entered a bath with Victoria.
Only Arwen, who knew nothing, had eyes that sparkled.
“I… I want to bathe with you!”
Arwen wanted to become closer to the party. Seeing her pure expression, Lina waved her hands, trying to stop her.
“Princess Arwen, you should refrain from bathing with Lady Victoria… You will suffer an unpleasant fate.”
“Pardon? An unpleasant fate…”
“Lina, what does that make me sound like? Princess, you have nothing to worry about. Let’s go soak in a nice, hot bath together. Fufu.”
“…Stop trying to tempt the innocent Princess Arwen, Lady Victoria. Princess Arwen, if you go into the bath with Lady Victoria, she will surely try to do something lewd to you.”
“L-Lewd? What on earth does that…”
Victoria shook her head and declared proudly.
“I’m telling you this because you don’t seem to know, Princess, but a woman who is too ignorant about sex lacks charm. There’s a reason they call people ‘wooden statues,’ you know.”
“!”
“I will help you avoid being called a wooden statue on your first night. Follow me to the bathroom.”
“Don’t fall for it! Princess Arwen.”
“Come. Join me, Princess.”
“…I-I don’t know.”
Arwen hesitated, unable to decide. She looked every bit the innocent elf princess who had just stepped out into the world for the first time.
Lina watched her.
Those innocent, unknowing eyes. The slight flinch of her shoulders, as if startled by their half-joking banter.
The anxious and apologetic expression, as if she thought she was the cause of their argument.
That purity had to be protected.
Lina blocked Victoria, who had become uncharacteristically lewd compared to her past life.
“Stop tempting the innocent Lady Arwen! Lady Victoria.”
Arwen could see Lina’s back as she stood in front of her.
Lina wanted to protect her, but Arwen didn’t feel particularly grateful.
If anything, she was curious about what Victoria had said. It would be a problem if she was like a wooden statue on her first night with Kerry.
No. I guess there’s no way I’m like a wooden statue…
After all, just last night, Arwen had climaxed three times while fantasizing about Kerry.