episode_0077

The old me wouldn’t have noticed.

Let me tell you why I was able to win.

He would have been simply happy because he had defeated his master.

He must have blurted out such foolish boasts, saying, “Even a thorough teacher can let his guard down,” and laughed dumbly, not knowing that it was intentional.

Immediately after, the foolish disciple would have had time to reflect.

In the past six months, I’ve had at least 100 bare-handed duels with Rachel.

I’ve won some of them, but I’ve never seen a fight as pointless as this one.

Because Rachel was sincere about everything.

Far from letting his guard down, he never made a mistake, and he never once let his disciples off the hook for discipline.

I thought that the weak point that the teacher showed was naturally a bait, and I tried to counterattack by pretending to bite it… .

Bam!

A precise blow landed on Rachel’s left calf, which she had thought would fall backwards, and Rachel’s body, which had never fallen backwards before, was lifted into the air.

At that moment, I was getting nervous, wondering if this was also bait.

“Huh?”

Suddenly Rachel grabbed my clothes hard and we fell down together before I could hold on.

As a result, I.

I ended up becoming a shameless disciple who fell down on my master’s body.

And at that moment.

Slosh!

A violent and overwhelming thumping sensation ran through my chest.

It was a completely different level of richness from when we had our first duel at Daegongseong.

Moreover, at that time, I had directly touched it with my hand.

It was a softness that could not be replaced by any artificial feeling, and it was a fullness that was definitely different from that time.

About 5 months ago, I happened to notice that I was wearing a compression bandage all the time except when I was washing.

When asked if she felt uncomfortable, Rachel dismissed the question, saying it was just one of the virtues of a knight.

But why is the current sensation so explicit that I can feel my skin as it is?

Even if I took off my thick outerwear for the match, and even if Rachel’s top was thin, how could it feel so clear?

I have never seen or touched a woman’s breasts in person, but perhaps it’s because of Elden’s memories from the original, but I can vaguely imagine how big they are just from the feel of their chest.

big.

Really.

How good must a compression bandage be to make these large breasts look so small?

also.

Why did you take off the pressure bandage?

Why was he taking off the compression bandage that he had been wearing all year round, saying it was a virtue of a knight?

Even if you were just letting it go, why didn’t you just start it?

I looked at Rachel, who was lying on top of me, trying hard to keep my gaze naturally directed towards her chest.

“Rachel…?”

A long tail.

The question mark at the end.

I called Rachel in a voice that clearly showed my embarrassment, but Rachel just stared at me with her eyes wide open.

I tried to raise my upper body to distance myself from the feeling on my chest, but I couldn’t do it because Rachel tightened her grip on my clothes.

A close enough distance that our breaths could touch each other.

The feeling of tingling in our chests as they touch.

Soon, Rachel, who had been staring intently into my eyes, narrowed her eyes and opened her mouth.

It was as if something had been pierced through.

“You said nothing happened, but it seems like something happened. Disciple?”

And only then was Rachel able to sit up, releasing the strength in her grip on the top.

He held out his hand to Rachel, wiping away the lingering aftertaste on his chest, and Rachel took his hand and stood up, shaking her butt.

“What’s going on?”

“Ariel Youngae’s scent was strong.”

“Huh?”

Sniff sniff.

I held Ariel in my arms all night, and I thought maybe her smell had gotten worse, so I put my nose to her shoulder to sniff, but there was absolutely no smell of Ariel.

I thought my nose had become dull, so I tried smelling the other shoulder, and lifted up my clothes to smell them… .

Suddenly, an unexpected question arrived.

“Did you mix bodies by any chance?”

“… Huh?”

suddenly?

Did you have sex with Ariel?

“I’m just asking just in case.”

So, you were pretending to fall and pulling me to check that?

But… why are you asking that?

“Did you mix your bodies? Is that what you’re talking about?”

“Yes.”

“Suddenly?”

“Please do not misunderstand, I am only asking because it has been said since ancient times that abstinence is good for mental and physical training.”

… … It’s even called ‘mind and body training’.

I’m just training in my spare time for the Monster Food Tour.

I don’t know what the teacher’s intentions were, as he had never said a word about abstinence before, but he shrugged and answered.

“No way. I was just holding her because the situation was bad. Ariel was really cold.”

“Hugging…? Are you talking about naked?”

“No? You were wearing clothes, right?”

“You’re saying that Ariel Youngae was just holding you because she was cold.”

“There wasn’t enough firewood.”

Only then does Rachel open her narrowed eyes and nod her head.

Even the face that had been somewhat sad disappeared.

“I see. You must be tired, so I will end the sparring here. Wash up and rest.”

Rachel turns away coldly after finishing speaking.

As if further sparring was pointless.

Are you saying that you applied for the sparring to check the part about real abstinence?

Wait, that means… .

“Rachel? Are you saying I have to abstain from sex until the end of my training?”

I promised Rachel that I would be your disciple.

I will absolutely follow any order that will help me improve my skills.

I will follow the Master’s orders as if they were the Emperor’s orders.

Of course, it was not immediately clear how abstinence would hinder the improvement of one’s skills, but if Rachel were to order abstinence under some pretext, it would be somewhat problematic.

Bright 26 years old.

How sad it would be if, at a time when you are in the prime of your life and your desire to reproduce is at its peak, you were ordered to become a eunuch.

I’ve been around the country, passed through many red-light districts, and have had instinctive fantasies when I saw women with voluptuous bodies.

It wasn’t that I had any intention of becoming celibate, but I didn’t have the opportunity to do so, and I had no desire to go to a brothel, so I ended up becoming celibate against my will.

People tend to want to do things even when they are told not to.

So, I asked the teacher a question mixed with concern.

The teacher, who had been silent for a moment, turned around to look at me again and answered with a somewhat humorous(?) smile.

“It depends on who the opponent is.”

A strange answer.

With that, the master leaves the empty lot.

Left alone, I had to wander around the empty lot for a while trying to interpret my teacher’s answer.

‘… Prostitutes are not allowed, is that what it means… …?’

**

“Hehehe~”

Ariel, who had brought the red mandragora root with great difficulty(?), was humming a tune as she cooked it with the root.

Ariel stirring the boiling water in a pot with a ladle.

The lender who followed behind looked puzzled.

It must have been a tough road, but Ariel looked so excited.

“Ariel? Did something good happen?”

“Yes?”

“It must have been hard because it was cold, but your face is bright.”

“Ah.”

Only then did Ariel realize that she had been humming.

Soon, it was natural for a faint blush to appear on her face.

[good thing]

It was because the word came to mind reflexively.

That scene where I was held in Elden’s arms all night long.

That warm, cozy, infinitely shy and exciting moment.

Ariel looked around and smiled shyly.

“Hehehe, just what is it.”

“Why? What happened to make you do that?”

At Ariel’s reaction, Renderer showed curiosity and was quite surprised by the answer that followed.

“Elden held me all night long because I was worried I’d be cold, right?”

“What? Prince Elden?”

“Yes.”

“Hehehe. That must be a ‘good thing’.”

The lender smiled happily.

Ariel had to tilt her head in confusion at that confident assertion.

“Why?”

“Being hugged by someone you like is definitely a good feeling.”

“Yes… ?”

Ariel’s eyes widen at Renderer’s words, who had been looking straight into her.

The reason why I find myself humming even when my body is so tired that it almost falls off, and the reason why my heart is more excited than ever even when I want to just lie down on the bed and collapse.

Ariel couldn’t help but be dumbfounded by Renderer’s words that pierced through the reason exactly.

Rendler, who was looking at Ariel with satisfaction, poured the strong medicinal ingredients from the pot into a glass and placed them on a tray.

“You’ve done well. I’ll take it to my grand princess, so you should wash up and rest quickly.”

Rendler left the kitchen and headed to the second floor, handing a glass to Lumiang, who was sitting blankly on the bed.

“?”

As Lumiang looked down at his glass with a questioning look on his face, Render also told him about Elden and Ariel’s hard work.

“The day before, Prince Elden and Lady Ariel climbed the mountain themselves and bought the red mandragora root from the mountaineer. It will be of great help in recovery.”

“… … .”

Swish swish.

Le Miang placed the glass he had received next to him and hurriedly wrote something on a piece of paper with a worried expression on his face.

[The white storm came yesterday, right..?]

The lender smiled happily.

“It seems like the desire for the Archduke’s recovery has overcome even the White Storm. Hehehe.”

“… … .”

Lumiang was speechless, staring at the glass placed next to him.

The root of the red mandragora that he bought for himself after enduring the natural disaster known as the White Storm.

It was a chance reunion, and one that could have passed by, but he felt indescribably sorry for Elden and Ariel for risking their lives for him, and so he couldn’t refuse the drink.

Le Miang, holding the glass, looks down at the dark brown medicinal substance swaying within it and empties it in one go.

and.

The next day.

Early in the morning, when everyone was still asleep, Lumiang, who had recovered enough to walk on her own, headed to the kitchen to repay what she had received.