Ruchellini (7)

In the past, I didn’t know how to be angry. No matter how severe the insults, even if they spat in my face. It would only end in annoyance, never genuine anger. Because nothing changed by forcing myself to be angry. It was more desirable to seek out novel stimuli in that time. Even if I had the power to overturn the Empire, what use was it if I couldn’t find interest in anything? But now, I think I know. How to be angry. How to use power.

I grinned as I looked at Hairak. If he finds out about the pregnancy, he’ll try to kill me? Go ahead. See if you can. My smiling face held a murderous intent that couldn’t be felt. If it weren’t for Shuriel, I would have cut his throat long ago… A weakling who would burst and die with a single gesture from me. Just shaking the mana within that bastard would make him collapse, spewing blood from every hole.

“Ha.”

A deflated laugh. Hairak smirked and met my gaze. I was used to it. I wondered where Shuriel learned such a nasty smile, and it turned out he learned it from that bastard.

“Why are you looking at me like that? Do you have something to say to a lowly commoner?”

I taunt Hairak with a sly smile. The aftermath? He’ll be the one dealing with the aftermath, not me. I understood my place very well. I knew very well who needed to hide their claws right now. Just try ordering me to cut open my belly. The thing that will be split in that moment won’t be me, but your neck.

Hairak raised the corner of his mouth leisurely, but he was breathing irregularly. There was panic mixed in. He slowly began to piece together words, like someone obsessed with the compulsion to retaliate. Watching that pathetic sight, I had one worry.

“Lord Lushellini.”

If he crossed the line.

“Please keep those words to yourself.”

Because I might really kill him.

“…….”

A final warning. The fear he feels is not a delusion. I pulled out a transparent and sharp thread of mana and surrounded Hairak. If I pulled my hand, he would be cut into 187 pieces. He wouldn’t notice this because he couldn’t see it, but he seemed to have a good sense, as he was sweating profusely.

“…….”

His final choice was ‘to shut his mouth’. Good job. If he had tried to assert his pride here, it would have been war immediately. For the sake of the child, I would gladly take up a sword against a noble.

When Hairak shut his mouth, I continued my meal with a satisfied face. I could feel Shuriel’s gaze. He was silently bursting into laughter and chuckling. Seeing Shuriel’s reaction, I didn’t think I needed to worry. I believe that even if he tried to punish me for some crime, he would stop him.

The power struggle between the noble and the commoner ended more anticlimactically than I thought. It wasn’t possible to have a tit-for-tat life-or-death struggle at the dining table. Hairak was the first to wave the white flag. Regaining his original dignity in an instant, he snorted briefly and then silently continued his meal. He puts the prepared food in his mouth and thinks. What to do now. He said he had aborted the child, but I didn’t think he would believe it as it is. He would somehow make a move. Three days until he leaves for the Holy Empire. Either endure until then, or strike first.

Shuriel said that Hairak would kill me, but I didn’t think he would really do that. He has to leave for the Holy Empire right away, would he be crazy enough to put a knife to my body? Instead, he would try to get rid of my child. I should talk to Shuriel about this separately.

The meal didn’t last long. Even before I fell into this other world, I was a small eater. There was a huge pile of untouched food on the table. For a moment, I felt it was a waste. As I kept thinking such trivial thoughts and put down the knife, Shuriel and Hairak also put down their utensils as if they had been waiting. As Kalbert said, it was a treat for me. It was over when I was satisfied.

“It was an honor to have a meal with Lushellini’s children.”

The end of the meal. A thank you that is only a formality. Hairak stared at me intently and sent a fierce look. That momentum was no less than Shuriel’s. He didn’t even accept my greeting and said.

“…You will have to bear the weight of your words.”

Weight. I was very curious what he would say if he knew the weight of the things I had endured and thrown away so far. Does a drop of water in the ocean make a difference? I smiled confidently.

“Do you think I will be crushed by the weight?”

“….”

No words.

I decided to give my final greeting.

“Glory to Lushellini.”

“…Glory to Lushellini.”

* * *

After the meal.

Before going to Shuriel’s office.

Shuriel and I secretly slipped out without Hairak knowing and moved to the maze garden where we had met in the evening. The completely dark maze made it difficult to see ahead and find the way. But it was okay. That’s why we came.

Shuriel wrapped his arms around my waist deep in the garden, in a place where there were no gardeners because it was late. Natural skinship. I had adapted a long time ago, so I didn’t feel any repulsion. I silently hugged him and leaned my body against him. When I leaned my body like this, I felt like the unbalanced center of gravity due to the lack of one arm returned to normal. It was comfortable.

“I can’t believe that bastard was so flustered. What on earth did you do?”

“…It’s nothing.”

Shuriel was very pleased, saying that it was the first time he had ever seen his brother so flustered. Of course, I couldn’t tell him that I had almost killed him. There was no point in saying it. I vaguely glossed over the words and quickly brought up another topic.

“Thank you for taking my side today.”

“About what?”

“You said it wasn’t my fault that I didn’t have an arm.”

“Ah, you mean that. Why are you being so sentimental about just that?”

It wouldn’t be easy for a noble to defend an adventurer, but I’m grateful that he was angry for me nonetheless. It was just a small word, but if it weren’t for that, I might have really exploded. I’m already pregnant. My efforts alone were not enough to control the fluctuating emotions. I rubbed my hair against his chest and took a shallow breath.

However.

We didn’t come to the garden to rub our bodies together.

There was something I had to confess.

“Shuriel. I have something to tell you.”

“…Tell me.”

“If only my status is resolved, there won’t be any problems, right?”

I’m not going to hide my power anymore. I have a child, so I can’t live my whole life as an F-class adventurer. To show the child his father’s face, I have to at least be in an equal position. Even if I can’t live with him, it would be enough if I could confidently reveal his father.

There were various ways to gain honor comparable to a noble with the body of a commoner in a class society. The condition of ‘talent’ was tough, but the routes themselves were overflowing. Magic Towers, mercenaries, and even despised adventurers. If you have the ability, what can’t you do?

Of course, 90% of the people remain ordinary because they cannot overcome the wall of ‘talent’, but that didn’t apply to me. I’m an Archmage, what else is there to say? If I catch and kill large monsters equivalent to A-class or S-class, becoming a high-ranking adventurer wouldn’t be difficult. If that still doesn’t work, I can go up to the Magic Tower and take the position of Grand Wizard.

At that time.

-Kkwaaak!

“Eubeub?!”

Shuriel hugged me tightly after hearing my words. Because of that, I couldn’t take my head off and it was difficult to breathe. Tak tak. I hit his side with all my strength. The forceful arm gesture clearly gave him a shock with even a dull impact sound, but he didn’t care and hugged me even tighter. My mind becomes hazy.

“Puhahheu…!”

When I felt like I was really suffocating and dying. He let go. I drooled on his chest and exhaled. The haziness of pain that I often felt suddenly strikes. My eyes, which had become blurry like a drug addict, were evidence of pleasure. A slippery liquid flows between my skin.

“Lo, Lord, what is this….”

“I was so impressed that you said those words, I couldn’t help but.”

“…It’s not just words, haeu, but sincere. Hueu… If you give me just three days, I’ll immediately-“

“I know. And I’m sincere too.”

-Tak.

“Hieut?”

“You’re seducing me like this, how can I resist?”

Shuriel, who put his hand under my clothes and grabbed my chest so hard that there were nail marks, forcibly opened my mouth and put his tongue in. Tears welled up in my eyes from the pain of my flesh being pinched. I didn’t resist. I just thought that what was coming had come. The damp lust that had been piling up and couldn’t be resolved was directed at me.

“Chyubeub… Hyueueup…”

This isn’t why we had a secret meeting… I only grumbled inwardly while kissing. But. Unlike my inner thoughts, I felt good being forced. I didn’t push him away. Rather, I actively joined in. Shuriel, who had fondled my chest until blood came out, mixed his tongue for more than 30 seconds. The transparent, sticky saliva that had accumulated in my mouth and couldn’t be swallowed flowed down my red lips.

“Ha, hik, heu. Lo, Lord. Ha, at least in the office….”

“I was going to do that originally, but I refuse. I’ve been holding back for too long.”

-Jjigeok!

Shuriel, who pushed his underwear to the side, put his finger between the narrow pink cracks. He bent his thick finger like a hook and scratched the vaginal wall with force. My legs lose strength. My legs, which had lost strength, couldn’t support my body, and soon I sat down. His finger digs deep. A vicious cycle. The more strength I lost, the deeper his finger went. I stupidly just drooled and made a blank moan. It felt so good because it had been a long time.

“Heiiit, …Higig?!”

Climax.

He, who had violated me countless times, knew better than I did where to stimulate to make me squirt. There was no way I could withstand his hand movements. My once white underwear was stained with vaginal fluid. The shame of climaxing outdoors and the humiliation of not being able to withstand his caress for even a minute mixed together, creating an even more lewd liquid.

“Already gone? We haven’t even started yet?”

“Haeut, haa….”

Shuriel, who had already unbuckled his belt, pressed his dick hard against my butt, showing off its overwhelming size. I could feel the large rod twitching between my butt cheeks. His dick, which he had been holding back for a long time, was more ferocious than usual. Shuriel’s dick, which I remembered through repeated rapes. I could tell the length and thickness without even looking at it. Is that why? The masochistic pussy, remembering who its owner was, happily shed water.

But rarely, there was one worry that surpassed pleasure. The child. I didn’t know what would happen to the child if I stuck my dick in like this. Considering the two weeks, the sex in the carriage was said to be no problem. It didn’t seem like the child would die from having sex once…. I couldn’t help but hesitate. I didn’t know at the time. Just because it was okay then, would it be okay to have sex now?

“Shu, Shurieel… St, stop. Stooop….”

“Are you worried about the child?”

“He, heek… Yehee… Heu, heut. Pleashe. I beg, you….”

I, who had only shed tears of joy even during the most painful play, sobbed and begged. Shuriel pretended to be troubled when I begged like this. He didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping the insertion.

“Okay. I have a good idea.”

Again, a good idea. Really. There wasn’t a single thing that he said was a good idea that was actually good. I stiffened my body, worried about what kind of bizarre behavior he would do.

-Jjibeub!

“Hyaheut?!”

The place where Shuriel pushed his dick was my butt. Not my pussy, but my butt. He coveted the anus of the Archmage, which was clean inside even though he hadn’t used an enema. Unlike the sex in the past, where insertion was impossible if it was blocked by the cervix, anal sex had no blockage. Lubricant was not needed. The vaginal fluid that he rubbed on his dick was enough.

But since it was a place that I didn’t usually use, it couldn’t react enough to the sudden insertion. The sphincter contracts at the uninvited guest that it didn’t allow. Shuriel, who inserted it all the way to the root in one go, continued to piston before the vaginal fluid dried. Shuriel exclaimed briefly, “Keuk,” at the pressure that was two or three times tighter than the vagina.

-Bureureureut!!

“Hya, hyaeut, heugeuk. Hieut….!”

He, who was holding me and fucking, ejaculated in less than 3 minutes. The hand supporting my butt gained strength. The semen rising through my rectum gave me a sensation that was hard to describe. It felt bad. Pleasure and shame that were fundamentally different from vaginal ejaculation.

“Huwoo….”

Shuriel took a breath with his dick stuck in. 3 minutes. It was short. But I couldn’t dare call him a premature ejaculator. His dick still hadn’t lost its strength. His sex was not over.