Chapter 83 - 83: Until the Fifth Day
Along the highway, several small settlements could be seen dotted here and there. They weren't large enough to be called villages. When I asked the reason, Alba told me.
"Farmers' second sons and below don't receive a share of the land. They seek out new land on their own and cultivate it. Sometimes they unknowingly enter someone else's land and end up in disputes—it's not uncommon, apparently."
I wondered if the lords or internal affairs officers didn't mediate in such matters, but the actual situation seemed to be that this country was too vast for them to handle. For my part, I moved Hawk to the imperial capital and had him monitor it. Though only visible from the sky, the capital's size was on a completely different scale. It was far larger than our imperial capital, likely several times over. Just going from one end to the other seemed like it would take a full day.
A castle surrounded by layer upon layer of moats. The palace and the chancellor's office were so absurdly huge that it was impossible to tell what was where.
(Starting tomorrow, shall I abduct some noble children? Tonight, I'll hold Naron plenty.)
The bandits are probably doing their share of kidnapping too, I thought, but better safe than sorry.
In the evening, we arrived at Viscount Sequoia's territory capital, but the guard soldiers were all elderly. They didn't even bother collecting tolls properly and just waved us through quickly.
As soon as we arrived at the inn, Alba immediately pressed me.
"First the checkpoint, and now the guards here... how did you manage it?"
"I can't reveal secrets that easily. I just stirred up a sense of crisis in them."
Then Nick said, "Al! If you're giving lectures, Smith-san will end up disliking you! This is the last big town before we reach the imperial capital! Let's enjoy ourselves!" Alba gave up, saying, "It's not a lecture! Fine, whatever."
Nick led the men out into the town. I could imagine they'd be having food and drink with women at some cheap tavern. Leila's condition seemed consistently poor, and Miki and Maya appeared to be attending to her constantly.
When I cast Heal on her to treat her, she got better, but she described it as a "heavy feeling."
"Hurry up and make it so I don't get period cramps!"
I understood what she meant, but when I patted her head and said, "Get well soon," she looked happy.
That Night
In my room, Naron waited with a red face.
When I entered the room, she immediately clung to me and kissed me, so I took her to the White Castle. She was delighted, saying, "A secret room that only I know about!"
We toasted with the sweet fruit wine Naron said she liked.
Facing each other, drinking and creating a cheerful atmosphere, I said, "Speaking of secrets, Naron, you grabbed my cock, right? That actually excited me a little." She reacted to the word "cock."
"Sh-Shivans grabbed my boobs too!"
"Did it excite you?"
"Th-That's... well..."
Still tipsy, we took a bath and got cleaned up. When we collapsed onto the bed with lustful expressions, she asked anxiously, "Actually, that was the second time I grabbed that... but there was nowhere else to grab. I just grabbed what caught my eye—did it hurt?"
"By 'that,' you mean my cock?"
With a red face, she nodded repeatedly.
"Oh? Did you grab your former husband's too?"
"N-No, that's not it! I was forced to grab it and made to hold it in my mouth..."
Her face turned sad as she came out about the fellatio.
(Whoops... this is ruining the mood.)
So I decided to ask about my own caresses.
"Hey, Naron, how was it when I licked your pussy?"
Her eyes widened, and she covered her face with both hands. "It was good, okay?" she answered in a questioning tone for some reason.
"I don't lick the pussy of someone I don't like, and I hate being forced to lick someone. You're the same, right, Naron?"
"Yeah. I remember when my former husband said 'Suck it!' and forced me to—I really hated it..."
"Do you like kissing me?"
Still blushing, she removed her hands from her face and said, "I love it! I love it so much!" So I held her and kissed her, and with a dreamy expression, she made wet sounds and licked at me.
"Just like kissing feels good, your pussy was happy being licked by me too, wasn't it?"
She nodded repeatedly, so I pressed further.
Moving behind Naron, I asked while running my tongue along her ear and neck, "How was it having your boobs and pussy played with in front of Sion and Celia?" Shivering, she said, "I got incredibly excited! I knew everyone wanted to sleep with Shivans. Thinking they were jealous of me made me burn even more!"
"Someday, in front of everyone, if you gave me a fellatio like you were showing off that you have my cock all to yourself, and I looked like I felt good, would that excite you, Naron?"
"It would, but... I don't have experience, and I'm worried I won't be able to make you feel good."
"If Naron likes me, it'll be fine! You already make me feel good with your kisses!"
Her face turned happy, and she kissed me.
"Then I'll try! Don't get mad if I'm bad at it, okay?"
"I'll teach you the places that feel good to me. Only Naron knows the taste of my cock. That's another secret your husband and everyone else don't know, right?"
Bringing up her husband seemed to excite her even more. As she extended her tongue and I taught her various things, she gradually got better. When she skillfully used her hands, tongue, and mouth and I praised her, she looked happy.
"Naron! That's good... really good! I'm about to cum... can I?"
Without answering, she made sucking sounds and accelerated, so when I suddenly exploded in her mouth, she choked a little but swallowed it down.
"Now it's my turn! Naron, if it feels good, let your voice out!"
Since she seemed to have held back her voice yesterday, I said, "Men get more excited by a woman moaning lewdly. Just getting your pussy wet won't communicate it to your lover." She seemed to nod slightly.
I licked her entire body and focused on the points that seemed to make her feel good.
"Ahh... haa haa... haan..."
Little by little, her voice leaked out, spilling like sweet sighs. When I licked her clit and played with her nipples, she finally started saying, "Good! Feels good♡... lick there more♡."
"When my lover tells me to properly lick her pussy, I... get excited!"
She nodded, but couldn't quite say it, so when I attacked relentlessly, she finally uttered, "Shivans... my pussy feels good..."
"Thinking about a married woman's lewd pussy taking her lover's cock—doesn't that excite you? In a place her husband doesn't know about, his own wife accepts her lover's cock, gets violated, and raises her voice in moans?"
Did she imagine it? Love juice overflowed from her pussy.
"I get excited when Naron tells me she wants my cock in her pussy."
"Me too! Just imagining it excites me! Me, in a place my husband doesn't know, being held by my lover and wanting his cock! Saying such shameless things!"
Then, as if making up her mind, she finally said, "In my pussy... I want your cock!"
When I inserted, she arched her back like a bow and seemed to cum.
"I've become a woman who says things like this. I'm so embarrassed I could die, but my body is rejoicing..."
As I thrust, she experienced her first squirting and cried out, "Aahn... I'm cumming! It feels so good I'm going crazy!"
"I'm going to cum inside Naron! If you don't want it, push me away or pull out! If you're okay with getting pregnant with my child, hold me tight!"
She hesitated for a moment, but then said, "It's okay... cum inside..." and held me tight.
"Cum with me!"
"Yeah! Make me cum!"
When I taught her that it was common sense for lovers to do cleaning fellatio, she took it in her mouth and licked it clean.
It was only for a moment, but when I asked about her hesitation, "Did you feel bad for your husband?" she looked surprised and then started laughing.
"As if! There's no way that's it! I just thought I'd hate to have another miscarriage."
"My sperm isn't that weak! Is it okay if it's my child?"
"I wouldn't let you hold me if I didn't want it. Is it okay for me to give birth?"
When I said "Of course" and kissed her, she looked happy.
The Fourth Morning After Leaving Roast Town
Today, the weather was gloomy from the morning, so Alba said, "Let's hurry!" I cast Body Enhancement on the horses and occasionally cast Heal on them, and they pushed forward at a brisk pace without needing rest. Thanks to that, everyone followed in silence, breaking into a light jog.
Light rain was one thing, but if it turned into a proper downpour, visibility and road conditions would worsen. If that happened, we'd be stuck for days. As a result of pushing forward even a little, we were able to arrive at the originally planned village by noon. We ate lunch there, and I cast Heal on everyone's bodies.
"After we eat lunch, let's head to the next village!"
Alba said that, so we marched on in silence again. People who seemed likely to fall behind were put on the carriage, and while casting Heal on the horses too, we hurried. Before dusk, we arrived at the village we had planned to visit the next day.
"Let's have dinner before it gets dark."
At Alba's instruction, we prepared dinner and lit a bonfire.
When room assignments and candles were prepared in the empty houses, rain began to fall in scattered drops. As expected, everyone was utterly exhausted and seemed to fall asleep once it got dark. I flew to the imperial capital and met with the underworld boss and Bad.
"The idiot noble sons and relatives are confined in this building here!"
Confined was an understatement—they were locked up solidly in a prison. Apparently, this place used to belong to a slave trader, and since it was usable as-is, they'd locked them up there.
The underworld boss was taking the lead, and it seemed about 2,000 people now called thieves and bandits had gathered. Additionally, if former soldiers and ex-mercenaries came too, he predicted the numbers would reach around 5,000.
Wondering if there were any spies among them, I searched and found several had infiltrated, so I teleported them far away. Even those who weren't nobles—criminals who committed murder or assault—were captured one after another and thrown into the prison.
To get the money that was my main objective, I sneaked into the palace. I captured a few people and extracted information about the location of the money, the treasure vault, His Majesty's bedchamber, and his study... but it was just so vast.
(I thought the imperial palace in the capital was unreasonably large, but this place is on a completely different scale.)
I thought it would be over quickly, but it took a considerable amount of time. The treasure vault underground was like a labyrinth, seemingly prepared for emergencies like fires or thief intrusions.
The treasure vault was literally a mountain of treasure. There were rare metals, magic tools, and a large number of magic staves. Ancient documents—everything I wanted was there. Naturally, I took it all. In exchange, I left behind a large quantity of the nearly worthless items I'd obtained from the bandits.
The national treasury was underground beneath the chancellor's office and couldn't be entered easily, but I could phase through and see everything with Clairvoyance. The money amounted to over 100 billion, so of course I took all of it.
The safe in the chancellor's study also had several hundred million, but I left that behind.
I also took all the weapons made from refined iron that the military possessed. As it was nearing dawn, I decided to return to the village and sleep for the time being.
The Fifth Morning After Leaving Roast Town
I seemed to have slept for about three hours. Since there's no such thing as a clock, it's only a feeling. The rain that started last night had grown stronger, and it looked like we'd be stuck here today.
Nick came over and said, "Shivans! Won't you make us some food? The breakfast you make is the best!" I didn't feel bad about that. I headed to the village meeting hall and cooked there.
"Here you go! Please eat! Villagers, please don't hesitate to help yourselves!"
It was a self-service style where everyone took as much rice and side dishes as they wanted. Naron seemed to have woken up too, and as she was getting food, Celia caught her and they were whispering. I turned invisible and decided to listen in.
"Naron. How old are you?"
"What's this about? I'm 22. What of it?"
Celia sighed.
"You're five years younger than me, right? And besides, aren't you a married woman?"
"So what? Are you saying I have to conform to your standards?"
"That's not what I mean, but..."
She seemed overwhelmed by Naron's intensity.
"What do you know about me, Celia! I was forced to miscarry twice because of my husband! In a political marriage with no love! I was made out to be the only villain, and my husband didn't even protect me! Do you understand this pain? If you don't, don't act so high and mighty!"
Celia said "Wait" and tried to chase after her, but fell. When I caught Naron and held her, she kissed me while crying. So I invited Naron and Celia to my room. Celia seemed to have sprained her ankle, so I treated her, and it turned into a situation where we listened to her story.
"I'm sorry, Naron. I was jealous of you. You kept getting more and more beautiful, and you had such a happy look on your face, so I just assumed you were a frivolous woman simply enjoying an affair... I'm truly sorry!"
Then Celia began to talk about her own past.
Celia's height at present was apparently about 180 cm. And when she got married at 15, she was already 170 cm.
"My husband was 22 at the time and shorter than me. From the very beginning, he said, 'You're huge!' and it subtly hurt me."
"I kind of understand," Naron murmured.
"I was only held on the first night of our marriage. It felt incredibly long. I was immediately made to give fellatio, and once he got hard, he inserted it. When I said 'It hurts! It hurts!' he hit me. It felt incredibly long, but in terms of time, it was about three minutes. But that was the first time I learned that pain makes a short time feel long..."
Even though it was her first time giving fellatio, he apparently hit her, saying, "You're terrible at this!" From the start of the marriage, he told her, "Your glare is harsh and a turn-off," and they apparently had no conversation.
At 16, she grew to 175 cm, and her chest and butt grew even larger. At 17, she reached her current height, and knowing that her husband called her "Huge Woman" behind her back because everything about her was big, she became practically depressed.
"The one who saved me from that situation was Lady Sion. She kicked my husband and invited me, saying, 'Let's become adventurers!' That was the start."
Listening to Celia speak through tears, Naron said, "You had it hard too," and hugged her. Celia's family were also knights, her father being a Quasi-Knight, the lowest tier of nobility. The husband she married was a Knight and was currently serving as a knight in the imperial capital, so she said she actually didn't want to go to the capital very much.
Drinking a little alcohol, Naron and Celia complained about their husbands. As they gradually opened up to each other, Naron said she was happy now.
Gulping down her drink, Celia said, "That's nice. I'm envious. As you can see, I'm an auntie, and my husband told me, 'You're a woman with a harsh face, huge, and not cute at all.' Even since I was a child, boys were scared of me."
So I brought out various sexy clothes and lewd underwear, had her change, and even cut and styled her hair a little. Since she was concerned about her age, I used Revive on her entire body to make her slightly younger.
"How is it? Look in the mirror!"
She wore a tight mini skirt, making her legs look slender and long. For her chest, I had her wear a shoulderless top that emphasized her cleavage. Her face had a sharp look, but when I applied makeup, she looked beautiful and glamorous, and when she smiled, she possessed an erotically cute, devilish charm.
"Wow! That's great, Celia! Beautiful and cool... and you've even become cute!"
At Naron's words, a smile naturally spilled out.
Then, when I stood Celia beside me and pulled her close, with our height difference being small, she leaned against me, and the Celia in the mirror smiled again.
"This is me?!"
"Whoa... they look like a beautiful couple. It's frustrating, but they suit each other!"
At Naron's words, she seemed to think so herself, and with a happy face, she said, "Thank you so much, Naron!"
Then Naron whispered to Celia.
"Hey, Celia? Don't you want to be held by Shivans too?"
"Wh-What are you saying? I'm already 25, you know?"
"So what? Is sex forbidden at that age?"
"I'm not saying that! A-And technically, I have a husband..."
When Naron laughed "Ahahaha," Celia got angry.
"What's so funny? Men can sleep with anyone and not get complaints, but women have the risk of getting pregnant. You understand that, right, Naron?"
"I understand. But whose child it is—only the woman knows that! I'd rather have Shivans's child than the man I was forced to marry!"
She clung to me and kissed me.
Then she spoke to Celia.
"Hey, Celia? What if that husband has already taken another woman as his wife? We're already used goods, right? What will you do when you really become an old auntie? When you reach an age where you can't be an adventurer anymore and can't have children? Haven't you ever thought about that kind of future?"
To Celia, who couldn't answer, she said gently.
"Right now, Celia, you're beautiful. Enough to make me jealous!"
Her face brightened, and with a happy expression, she said in a sad voice, "What Naron said hit the mark. Actually, I think about it almost every day. There are nights I can't sleep, thinking about getting injured, my husband abandoning me, and my life ending just like that."
"I'm going to do it with Shivans, so watch, Celia!"
Then Naron took off her clothes and undressed me too. She showed off a kiss, extending her tongue and entwining it so Celia could see. When I moved from Naron's neck to her chest and then started cunnilingus, Naron spread her legs, held my head, and started saying, "Lick Naron's pussy more..."
Celia stared intently at the scene.
"Naron's pussy... overflowing with so much love juice, it's delicious!"
At my words, she trembled, and the wet sounds grew louder.
(Naron is seriously feeling it. Letting a young man lick her, in such a lewd pose.)
Feeling envious, Celia couldn't tear her eyes away.
"Shivans... I want to lick Shivans's delicious cock too..."
"Okay. Suck my cock!"
We got into a 69 position, and Celia could clearly see us licking each other.
And Naron, feeling it from having her pussy licked, looked like she was about to cum. Her hips writhed, love juice dripping, and she said, "No... I'm about to cum... if this keeps up, I won't be able to lick it!" She lightly climaxed, which Celia could also tell.
"Jeez! I'm the only one who got to feel good! I want to make Shivans feel good too!"
Leaving Celia behind, we flirted like a stupid couple, which irritated Celia, but Naron began a serious fellatio.
"Ufufu! It's incredibly delicious!"
Making lewd sucking sounds, as it grew bigger, Naron spread her legs with her hands and said, "Put it in!" Under me, she raised her moaning voice, and when I said, "Naron... I'm about to cum!" she said, "Yeah! Cum inside my vagina! I feel good too!"
"What are you saying, Naron... are you planning to get pregnant with Shivans's child?"
"That's right, Celia! I want a baby this time for sure!"
Naron happily performed cleaning fellatio.
And then Naron declared to Celia.
"It's called marriage, but it's meaningless. It's just a spell to bind women, right? There's nothing for a woman to gain from marriage. That thing is pointless! As far as I'm concerned now, my husband feels like an ex-boyfriend, and my current boyfriend is Shivans!"
"Marriage... only binds women? Ufufu... now that you say it, that's true! I was bound by something so pointless too! For so many years... like an idiot!"
After that, Celia, having cast off her inhibitions, was toyed with and at the mercy of our bodies. And when I pierced her, something popped inside.
"So Celia was a virgin..."
"Really!? I was able to offer my virginity to Shivans!"
Celia looked at Naron with a triumphant expression.
"A 25-year-old virgin... I wanted to offer mine too."
Naron said it with a frustrated look, feeling somehow like she had lost.