Chapter 65: You’re Having Fun While I’m Away, Aren’t You?

Chapter 65: You’re Having Fun While I’m Away, Aren’t You?

“How is the search for the sacrifice going?”

“…Not yet.”

Scarlett spoke with a slightly displeased tone.

The woman wearing glasses, chewing on a sandwich in front of her, was the Finance Manager, Lane, responsible for the kingdom’s finances.

This was the reception room before meeting the King.

Scarlett was scheduled to meet the King directly in about 30 minutes.

“Is that so?”

A dry voice flew through the air.

It had been a year now.

Despite taking that long to find a sacrifice, Lane showed no particular reaction.

She merely yawned lightly and chewed on the sandwich she was eating.

Scarlett thought she was an inscrutable woman.

‘It’s been a year, so she should be urging me or threatening me.’

Looking at the King’s current state, it wasn’t enough for him to just hole up in the royal castle and look after the Queen’s corpse.

A year ago.

The Queen died.

It wasn’t an assassination, nor was she caught up in a grand conspiracy.

The Queen simply died from an illness she had been suffering from for a long time.

It was the typical trope of a rare disease.

But the fact that it was the Queen herself was not typical.

From that moment on, the King began to slowly lose his mind.

“..My Lord. Lord?”

“Oh, yes. What is it?”

She seemed to have been lost in thought for a moment.

Scarlett stared blankly at Lane, who was calling her several times.

However, she didn’t seem to mind.

“How is the Dragon Person at the Lord’s house doing?”

Ah, was that the question?

Scarlett wore a blank expression for a moment.

Then she nodded and opened her mouth.

“Yes. They are doing well.”

Her tongue had been cut off.

But there was no need to mention such trivial matters.

Lane wasn’t the type to ask such trivial questions.

Scarlett wore a slightly puzzled expression.

And Lane hesitated for a moment before speaking.

“..The King has high expectations for the Friedman family, Lord.”

“I’m not the Lord.”

“You inherited your father’s position. No matter what anyone says, you are the Lord-“

“..Let’s stop this conversation now.”

A voice that clearly conveyed displeasure.

The Royal Finance Manager was not someone a mere noble could treat disrespectfully.

However, for Scarlett Friedman, this level of rudeness was quite forgivable.

“Hmm… Did I offend you? I apologize.”

Of course, Lane was well aware of this fact.

She apologized calmly, and Scarlett gave a wry smile as if to say it was okay.

The atmosphere in the reception room instantly solidified like concrete.

How much time had passed?

Creak-

A savior who would rescue this moment, or perhaps a worse one, entered the reception room.

It was none other than the Knight Commander, Euston.

“Young Lady. It’s time to go up.”

“I know. I’ll be going up now, Finance Manager.”

“Yes. Thank you for your hard work.”

Clack.

Scarlett closed the door after receiving Lane’s greeting.

Euston took off his helmet for a moment and looked at Scarlett.

He pointed to the stairs.

“Let’s go up. Are you feeling alright?”

“Yes. Except for feeling a bit tired.”

“I will wait outside the audience chamber.”

“I know. Thank you for your hard work.”

What was bound to happen, happened.

She wanted to avoid the audience if possible, but since she was directly summoned, there was no other way.

She walked up the stairs with heavy steps and stood before the grand audience chamber door.

-Oh, oh.. Sella.. My love.. Wait for me a little.. I will wash your body..

‘It’s sickening.’

Her head already started to ache.

Creeeak-

Scarlett pushed away her displeasure as much as possible and opened the audience chamber door.

Euk..”

Simultaneously, a pungent stench clung to the room.

It wasn’t a stench so strong that it numbed the nose, but.

The scent emanating from the remnants of a human was enough to cause discomfort.

Slap-

And at the center of the audience chamber.

An old man with lifeless eyes knelt before the bed.

Beside him was a bucket of water.

He diligently wiped something, repeatedly moving the towel in his hand.

Although she felt nauseous already.

It was in front of the King. Expressing further displeasure would not be good.

She forced a bright expression.

“..Your Majesty.”

Respectfully and formally.

She addressed her King.

But the King did not answer her.

“Sella.. Your legs have become dirty.. Here, I have cleaned them.. It will be alright now..”

He was merely wiping the cold corpse of the Queen in front of him with a squeaky clean motion.

And with a ghastly smile on his lips.

“Your Majesty.”

“Haha.. Do you feel good..? Today, you seem to be in better condition than yesterday..”

This won’t do. It’s impossible to have a conversation in this state.

Scarlett hesitated for a moment, then raised her voice.

“Your Majesty!”

“Hmm, umm.. Wait a moment, Sella.. It seems a guest has arrived..”

Only then did the King, with his haggard face, come to his senses.

His eyes were lifeless.

Sparse white beard grew on his dry, cracked skin.

It was hard to believe this was the King who was considered a wise ruler just a year ago.

Scarlett felt an unpleasant sense of dissonance.

“Oh, oh.. Friedman family, child of the Dragon Person.. You have returned..”

As expected, he mentioned the things she least wanted to hear and smiled faintly.

The King’s body emitted an indelible stench of death.

So, she instinctively took a step back.

“Have you been well, Your Majesty?”

“I have been well.. With Sella, I am resting comfortably..”

Scarlett swallowed dryly at his words and looked at ‘that thing’ on the bed.

There was no cloth covering its face.

Although it was preserved with magic.

The state of its dried skin suggested how long the corpse had been there.

Since it wasn’t a sight she wanted to look at for long.

Scarlett quickly averted her gaze.

The King smiled broadly with an empty smile.

And then, he caressed the Queen’s face as if he truly loved her.

“..I came to see Your Majesty regarding the matter of the sacrifice.”

She did not want to witness the scene of that disgusting necrophilia any longer.

As she quickly changed the subject, the King’s eyes instantly regained a spark.

But should that be called reason?

If anything, it was madness.

A terrible madness, a tangled mess of love, attachment, lingering feelings, and old emotions.

“Ah.. Yes. That’s right. Sacrifice… A woman of a color that doesn’t exist in this world… I need something of another color…”

Then the King began to mumble incomprehensible words.

Those must be phrases from the dark magic grimoires in the royal library.

Humans are surprisingly easy to read.

This is because their eye and hair color changes according to their personal inclinations and aptitudes.

Fairies are close to nature and have no hatred, so their eyes are green.

Scarlett showed great talent in both destruction and healing, which is why she has blue eyes and red hair.

And didn’t the fairy who experienced hatred, close to destruction, have her eyes turn red?

But.

There is only one color that uniquely ‘does not exist’.

Brown.

Not even black, which is close to dark magic.

Neither destruction nor healing, but nothing at all.

Yes.

In other words, in Scarlett’s mansion-

‘..I absolutely cannot give Cecil away.’

She.

A color not of this world, but paradoxically, the only color Scarlett could perceive.

The dark magic book states that only humans with brown eyes and hair can be sacrifices for resurrection.

“Yes. What happened to that..? Sacrifice… I want to hear my wife’s voice as soon as possible..”

“I haven’t found… it yet.”

Drip.

Feeling a strange pressure, Scarlett said that.

The King’s movements stopped.

It was as if only his time had stopped in this place.

His eyes, his chest heaving with breaths,

Had solidified stiffly, chillingly.

How long did that suffocating silence last?

“..Yes. Thank you all for your efforts.”

The King opened his mouth.

He slowly stroked the Queen’s face again.

And then, as if he didn’t want to talk anymore, he turned his body.

“Now, you may leave.”

“I apologize, Your Majesty. As soon as-“

“..Didn’t I tell you to leave?”

Formal apologies were meaningless before him.

What the King needed was not a few words, but a sacrifice to save his wife.

Scarlett pursed her lips, lowered her head,

And then left the stinking audience chamber.

Creeeak-

Thump.

As she slowly closed the door, extreme fatigue washed over her.

“Haa..”

“Are you alright?”

“I’m fine. Just a little tired..”

Meeting the King required many things in various ways.

Both physical strength and mental fortitude.

And also, deodorizing magic to remove the stench from her clothes.

“Let’s go down. I’ve prepared the carriage.”

“Thank you… Sniff, sniff..”

Scarlett nodded and followed Euston.

She sniffed her clothes and suddenly thought of Cecil at the mansion.

‘It would be… better to change clothes…’

She didn’t want Cecil to smell the corpse’s scent.

What was she doing right now?

In this difficult situation, the first person she thought of was Cecil.

****

“Wh-what is this…?”

The discovery was momentary, and her mind raced.

I immediately pulled down my skirt and put on the most pitiful expression I could.

At the same time, Aileen wore a bewildered face.

It was a priority to get her meddling out of the way.

Grinding my teeth and biting the inside of my lip, I created fake tears.

“Sob, kkeuk..”

I mimicked crying.

“Uh, uhhhhh? Why are you doing that…?”

Then Aileen wore an extremely embarrassed expression.

I had never formally studied acting, but it was one of my strong suits.

I was so obsessed with dramas once that I even imitated the actors’ performances perfectly.

“I-I was… actually already wearing a diaper… Kkeuk, kkeuk..”

Crying as sorrowfully as possible, I converted ‘What is this?’ to ‘This is what it was.’

Aileen’s face quickly turned red with embarrassment.

She waved her hands around.

And then, with a dejected expression, she slumped onto the chair.

“I’m sorry..”

Something, seeing that her tone had changed, she seemed genuinely sorry.

That’s a relief. I almost got caught with the tentacle wriggling inside.

I put a little distance between us to minimize the tentacle’s movement.

Hoo, I took a small breath.

‘Seriously, shit, how many times have I almost gotten screwed…’

I understand why Scarlett wanted to keep me and her together.

Aileen was too curious and too meddlesome.

It was fortunate that I managed to cover it up somehow.

If this continues, someone’s life will be lost before I climax.

Just like this lunch today, when she wasn’t interested in my panties.

So I thought.

But unfortunately, I didn’t know back then.

That I would be doing this all the time.

****

“Higeuuuk..”

Ziiik-

“Ah! I’m sorry! Did I hug you too tightly?!”

As I leaked arousal fluid, Aileen slightly loosened the arms around my stomach.

Then my body slowly slid downwards.

I squeezed my body tightly again to avoid missing that.

Zzuck, zzuck-

Pfft!

Because of that skinship, the tentacle writhed again.

“Euk, geuk..”

“Aht.. Ah..”

As I leaked arousal fluid again, Aileen’s face turned red with embarrassment.

I am currently in the bathroom to be ‘showered’ by her.

It is night, after dinner.

Scarlett has not arrived yet.

But.

Just seeing Aileen touching my body, I felt like I would be decapitated immediately.

No matter how much I struggled and said it was okay.

Aileen responded with an energetic “Don’t be shy!” and ignored my opinion.

Shit. Why is she being so attentive?

At this point, rather than being grateful, I’m annoyed.

Because of that skinship just now, I climaxed twice.

I achieved a total of three climaxes in just one day.

‘Shit..’

This won’t do.

I need to find a way to escape her hands somehow.

But, just as I made that resolution.

Thump, thump.

Suddenly, I heard someone coming up from below.

“Wait, just a moment… Ai, Aileen! Wait a moment! This, just… let go of this…”

“Ah, no! If we go on like this, we’ll fall!”

I felt it instinctively, so I struggled to escape from her embrace.

But that struggle.

“..While I was gone, you were doing something fun, weren’t you?”

Scarlett, who had come up to the bathroom, stopped me in my tracks as she caught my eye.