Chapter 96: Cecil is Mine.

Chapter 96: Cecil is Mine.

“Ce, Cecil… Let go of me… I told you to let go…!”

“Hehe… Young Lady… You smell so good…”

I grabbed Scarlett’s flailing arms and forcefully laid her down on the bed.

She wriggled her body, trying to escape me.

But for some reason, she couldn’t break free.

Squelch, squelch-

It’s morning now.

Normally, this would be the time Scarlett brings breakfast, and we’d eat.

But for some unknown reason, my lower half felt hot, and I ended up on top of Scarlett.

“Euk, Eeeeek..!”

She bit her lips and pushed against me with all her might.

But my body didn’t budge.

“Your struggling is also beautiful, Young Lady…”

My face flushed bright red as I caressed her collarbone.

“Hie, Hieup..”

She let out a cute sound and trembled.

Her gaze was fixed on the dildo in my hand.

“Don’t, don’t use that… I don’t like it…”

“What are you talking about… You love having sex with it…”

At the same time, Scarlett’s pupils trembled.

Her abdomen twitched, as if remembering the pleasure from before.

A suggestive atmosphere lingered on her face.

“See? It’s all over your face already.”

“Th-This…!”

Scarlett shook her head, denying it.

She tried to hide her flushed face, but.

It was no use. I tightened my grip on her.

“Eeeeek..”

Then Scarlett bit her lips and struggled.

‘Why isn’t this coming off?’ her expression seemed to say.

I don’t know why her strength increases at times like these, when she’s usually overpowered by me.

It feels like a situation I’ve seen before.

Didn’t they say people gain 7 times more strength when being raped?

“Why… only at times like this… is your strength…”

“Hehe… Isn’t it because I love Young Lady so much..?”

“Don’t say ridiculous things- Euk!”

“Mmm.. Smack..”

I didn’t allow her to say any more.

I hugged her body with all my might and tangled our tongues fiercely.

It was a deep, sticky kiss, learned from Scarlett.

She twisted her body back and forth.

After thoroughly ravaging my mouth for a long time, her face completely melted.

“He, Heek..”

Seeing her panting with a cute face.

My own body heated up.

Shriik-

Today, as usual, I attached the dildo above her vulva and started sex.

It’s been about a week since I seriously started having sex with Scarlett.

Or, I don’t know if it’s really been a week.

Lately, when I’m not eating, I spend my time having sex with Scarlett or teasing her.

I’ve become particularly fond of developing her nipples lately.

Before, I was the one being dominated.

But lately, due to overflowing love, I can’t control my sexual urges.

I don’t know why.

I don’t even really want to know.

Because I only need Scarlett.

With my beloved Scarlett, always like this.

Sluuurp-

“Ah, Huk..”

As the dildo entered her vulva, Scarlett trembled weakly.

We had sex until just before falling asleep last night, so how many hours has it been?

Today will be a long day too.

I tensed my abdomen and began to thrust my hips vigorously.

*****

“Hah… Hah..”

Scarlett sat on the adjacent chair, panting heavily.

Chiiiiik-

“You seem very tired.”

The chef, who was stir-frying food nearby, said with a slight smile after finishing the neat plating.

Scarlett sighed deeply and nodded.

“I feel like I’m going to die…”

“This is the first time I’ve heard Young Lady say something like that.”

“Ugh..”

Scarlett groaned and buried her head in the dining table.

Even though she had showered earlier, the aftereffects of sex still lingered.

When she touched her abdomen, she trembled involuntarily.

The intense sex they’d had had made Scarlett’s body sensitive enough.

She didn’t have the mental capacity or strength to administer the drug to Cecil.

Lately, Scarlett had been experiencing penetration every day.

“Oop… Here is your dinner for today.”

With a clatter, Henry placed the plate on the dining table.

But Scarlett didn’t move at all.

She just smelled the food, blinked her eyes.

And then wore a slightly fearful expression.

“Is this… by any chance… that stamina-boosting food..?”

“Yes. It’s oyster and eel dishes. They are Young Lady’s favorites too…”

“That may be so… Ahhh…”

Scarlett particularly liked eel.

However, in her current situation, that food was just a source of fear.

Cecil’s strength had increased significantly lately, and she couldn’t resist her.

If she ate stamina-boosting food, she couldn’t even imagine how much stronger she would become.

Thinking so, Scarlett wore a dazed expression.

“…If you’re having trouble managing your libido, why not ask Lucy?”

Henry asked, looking at Scarlett.

Scarlett stared intently at Henry for a moment.

And then wore a sullen expression.

“Young Lady is… mine…”

“I understand your feelings, but…”

Frankly, Henry didn’t think Scarlett’s condition was very good.

It was understandable. She had been having sex like a regular blood donation for over a week, every day.

Even Scarlett, born with the bloodline of a noble, would find that very difficult.

“I have to endure… What else can I do…”

At least, until the side effects of the love potion are gone.

This meant she had to continue this lifestyle.

It was good that Cecil desired her so intensely.

But she also thought she might actually die of pleasure if this continued.

Creak-

As she was making small talk with Henry.

The kitchen door opened with a dull metallic sound.

“…Euston?”

“Young Lady. You were here.”

It was Knight Commander Euston, fully equipped in armor.

His armor was stained with something red and sticky.

Scarlett could infer what he had been doing.

Of course, Henry didn’t look particularly pleased.

“…Knight Commander. There’s a smell of blood in the food.”

“Ah, I apologize… I just finished dealing with something troublesome. Please wait a moment.”

Saying so, Euston quickly left the kitchen.

About 5 minutes later.

Euston, who had quickly changed into casual clothes, entered the kitchen.

Henry looked quite surprised at the sight.

Even if a knight wears armor like clothing.

Changing so quickly was too much.

As expected, the Knight Commander’s experience showed.

“Phew… Please forgive me for the smell of blood on my body. I plan to shower later.”

Euston sniffed himself and said with a smirk.

Henry chuckled and gestured to a chair.

“Thank you.”

It meant he was accepted.

Euston nodded lightly and then sat down.

“…It’s unusual for you to be here.”

“I was a bit hungry. And I have something to tell Young Lady, so I came to get some food.”

Euston looked at Scarlett and smiled kindly.

She tilted her head for a moment.

Then she opened her mouth.

“What is it?”

“Well, you know that merchant named Carlson that Young Lady asked me to investigate last time?”

“..Yes.”

As soon as the name ‘Carlson’ was mentioned, Scarlett’s eyes changed.

Euston took out a small scroll from his pocket.

And handed it to Scarlett.

The scroll was very crumpled, as if someone had carelessly crumpled and discarded it.

“What is this?”

“It will be faster for you to see it yourself than for me to explain.”

-Mercenary Receipt-

“Mercenary… receipt?”

“Yes. I found this receipt by chance while investigating that dealer.”

There is a middle ground for hiring mercenaries called the ‘Mercenary Association.’

Most mercenaries are hired from there, and a mercenary receipt is issued as a form of proof.

It details who was chosen, from what origin, how much was paid, and who made the payment.

Originally, the association issues receipts to prevent shady dealings.

But this came out while investigating Carlson?

Scarlett’s expression turned slightly cold as she read the receipt.

-Purchaser. Carlson Grod

The first thing she saw was Carlson’s name.

Normally, black market dealers would tear up and discard receipts.

Especially Carlson, who had been doing business in the black market for over 10 years, was a veteran.

‘There’s no way that guy would leave something like this…’

Although she felt a bit of doubt.

She continued reading the receipt.

-Mercenary List

-Origin. Tuslama.

-Amelia Neville (18)

-Liam Neville (16)

-Oliver Neville (14)

@This receipt is legally valid under any circumstances, and the association is not responsible for any disadvantages incurred by losing it.

“Have you finished reading it?”

“…Those damned rats.”

Unusually, Scarlett lowered the receipt after saying that.

Euston looked slightly puzzled, expecting her to rage and vow to kill Carlson.

“What will you do now?”

“There’s nothing to do.”

Scarlett said curtly.

Just as Euston was about to ask what was wrong.

Swoosh, swoosh-

She tore the receipt into pieces with a satisfying sound.

“Ah, Young Lady?!”

Euston, startled, stared at the fallen pieces of paper.

His blank face was filled with bewilderment.

“Hmph… That damn slippery snake… Did he really think I’d fall for such an obvious trap..?”

“A trap..?”

Euston asked.

Scarlett’s expression held a hint of annoyance.

“Is it a trap… or a feint.”

“What do you mean…”

“How far did you investigate?”

“Carlson Grod… is an alias. His real name is Samuel Lindberg. He has two daughters, worked as a gambler in the black market for 8 years, and as a black market dealer for 5 years.”

“Right. He was originally a gambler.”

Only then did understanding dawn in Euston’s eyes.

Gamblers.

People who bet big on luck and a bit of trickery as a daily routine.

Scarlett frowned and continued.

“I had my suspicions. He was the only one who knew our mansion’s location.”

She had seen everything.

In fact, from the very beginning, when Cecil was attacked.

She had secretly installed magic without Cecil’s knowledge.

When a rat infiltrated the mansion.

When that rat screamed, ‘I didn’t intend to kill her.’

And when Lucy killed that rat.

She watched the situation using magic while awake.

So that she could intervene if necessary.

‘He’s a money-grubbing human, so I had a rough idea…’

If it were just that, she would have buried the matter after the investigation.

But there were more than one or two strange things.

The fruit Carlson gave Cecil as food.

According to what Euston heard, it had the effect of influencing the heart and making it easier to use for ‘something.’

Scarlett knew what that was.

A sacrifice for resurrection.

Creating a sacrifice is quite complicated, and the basic condition is that it must be of a ‘color that does not exist in this world.’

And it must be processed separately.

That is, filling the inside with pure mana.

Yes. Although it was a mistake, as a result, Cecil ate the fruit as Carlson intended.

It’s hard to understand.

If he simply wanted money, there was no need to go this far.

Moreover, northern mercenaries are quite expensive.

Consuming three such expensive mercenaries, and doing such a troublesome deed?

‘There’s still so much I don’t know.’

Information about ‘sacrifices’ is recorded in dark magic books.

A mere black market dealer like Carlson couldn’t possibly know.

There is a lack of information.

Depending on the circumstances, something absurd could happen.

“Hoo..”

Her thoughts were somewhat organized.

Scarlett sighed and stood up abruptly.

“…What should we do now?”

“Investigate further. Especially, focus on searching the people around him. We need to see if there’s any connection to the kingdom.”

Saying so, Scarlett took the food and headed to her room.

Euston nodded and then stood up abruptly.

(Former) members are to be informed.

‘Cecil is mine…’

Grind.

Scarlett, with venomous eyes, clenched her molars.

This guy, and that guy.

They’re all eager to take what’s mine.

She just wants to live happily with Cecil, her only color.

She just wants to love freely.

“Hoo… Damn it all… Damn it all…”

As Scarlett muttered, her eyes gradually lost their sparkle.

This won’t do.

She needs to find a way to protect Cecil.