14.5 Sowing

“Udadada!”

I stretched with a strange sound.

But my stiff body wouldn’t loosen up easily.

Lately, I always wake up feeling unwell.

My entire body is drenched in sweat, and my stomach feels tingly and unsettled.

Let’s just say the sweat is from summer heat.

But what’s this strange sensation in my belly?

“Did I kick off the blanket while sleeping?”

But I don’t have an upset stomach.

Ah, right, I don’t get stomachaches.

Eventually, I decided to consult Master.

Since she’s the smartest person I know, she’ll quickly figure out the cause.

“You’re perfectly fine.”

“Huh? That can’t be.”

But Jane diagnosed my body as completely normal.

“Summer needs to end soon. Maybe you’re not compatible with Lily.”

“Is that so?”

Something feels… off.

***

Late at night.

Inyoung enters Lily’s room as she sleeps.

The person sneaking in like a thief is, of course, Jane.

Entering someone else’s room, especially while they’re sleeping, is clearly rude behavior.

But Jane moved without hesitation.

“It’s all because of Lily.”

Jane’s eccentric behavior began the day she received the handmade bra as a gift.

Lily’s surprise gift touched an unfamiliar emotion in Jane.

She was really, truly happy.

So much so that she couldn’t hold back her tears.

Moreover, Lily’s flustered expression was unbearably enticing.

Not that she intends to rape the sleeping Lily.

“You’re warm.”

Sleeping Lily radiated warmth like a child.

No wonder she’s sweating so much.

Jane came in the middle of the night entirely for Lily’s sake.

An archmage knows many things, but isn’t omnipotent.

Jane knows this better than anyone.

Magic tools have clear limitations.

So she decided to provide Lily with at least some means of self-defense.

This is what she’s been doing while Lily sleeps and will continue to do.

A kind of [Sowing]-planting seeds.

Jane gently wiped the sweat from Lily’s round forehead.

She quietly pressed her lips against it.

-Mwah

Then she lay comfortably beside Lily, who was sleeping straight.

“Maylily.”

Whispering the name near her ear made Lily twitch.

Jane placed her hand gently on her precious treasure’s belly.

Just below the navel.

Inside the cute little womb, she could feel something even smaller than a seed.

“It’s going well.”

Confirming the target was intact, Jane began gently rubbing Lily’s lower abdomen in circles.

“Hng…”

A low moan escaped, but Jane’s focus remained on the magic at her fingertips.

This task was dangerous and required utmost care.

Warriors train their entire bodies with aura.

Mages create rings in their hearts.

But now, Jane was forcibly awakening supernatural abilities in another’s body.

A miracle only possible for an archmage-enough to make anyone’s jaw drop.

“Hweh…”

But why the womb of all places?

This was actually born from Jane’s petty jealousy.

Once the seed takes root, Lily won’t be able to get pregnant without Jane’s permission.

Anyone daring to impregnate Lily would have to be stronger than Jane.

Perhaps only someone like the First Emperor or the Demon King from ancient times could manage it.

“Hyeuk.”

Then Lily’s reactions intensified.

Wriggling toes.

Trembling eyelids.

Her sweet moans were so pitiful that even Jane grew excited.

“As expected.”

Fortunately, Lily has a talent for supernatural abilities.

Her attempt to resist the sleep magic with just tiny fragments was proof.

Of course, the magic was weakened, but considering the difference in power, it was remarkable.

Instead of strengthening the magic, Jane whispered in Lily’s ear.

“Shh-, it’s okay. I’m right here.”

Surprisingly, the squirming body visibly calmed.

Though her breath remained hot.

Suddenly, a bizarre warning she’d heard from the king came to mind.

The detestable pig, Count Flanders, had proposed strengthening surveillance and control over mixed-bloods.

His reasoning was that the Demon King’s seed was dangerous by its mere existence.

“Tsk, should I have killed him?”

Lily is the only mixed-blood in the capital.

His statement was clearly aimed at her.

According to gathered information, the count was behind the slave merchant guild’s actions and the vile curse placed on Lily’s body.

His reasons were far too heavy to dismiss as mere insane lust.

Because the Demon King’s resurgence is a matter requiring the entire continent’s combined strength.

In any case, the count had been targeting Lily even before the Maylily Trading Company was established.

That’s why Jane decided to plant a seed in Lily.

She intended to make her truly embody the name “Maylily”-bearing poison.

“Will she really become a lily of the valley?”

Jane didn’t know what kind of deadly poison she’d harbor.

But she had no reservations.

***

The slow process was complete.

Though it would take a few more days, she decided to stop for today.

As Jane carefully got up to avoid waking Lily, she froze.

“Ah.”

Lily’s face, visible even in the dark.

Because of the obscene sensuality flowing across it.

Just from stimulating her womb with magic.

The lewd cutie had gone into heat.

-Gulp

Jane swallowed dryly, her throat parched.

She couldn’t resist her rising lust.

“It’s all because of Lily. Why did you have to look so tempting?”

With slightly trembling fingers, she undid the buttons of Lily’s pajamas, revealing modest breasts.

Then she took the still-inverted left nipple into her mouth.

-Slurp

“Nngh…”

Her hand slipped into the sweat-dampened panties.

-Squelch

“Ah!”

The sticky wetness on her fingers made Jane laugh.

It was too thick to be just sweat.

Parting the plump mounds slightly, she lightly touched the budding clit.

“Ehk!”

Lily’s back arched sharply.

But Jane continued rubbing the clit with her fingertip.

“Hng, ah! Hah!”

Eyes fluttering half-awake as if struggling to wake.

Jane pressed kisses along the white collarbone while manipulating magic.

“Haa…”

Lily’s gradually awakening consciousness drifted back to dreamland.

Her sweet breaths suggested she was having a lewd dream.

Seizing the chance, Jane pushed her middle finger into the gushing entrance.

The smoothly inserted finger pressed firmly against a certain spot.

“Ahh.”

Unable to wake from the magic, Lily squirmed under the rising pleasure.

Enjoying the increasing tremors, Jane added her ring finger to the tight passage.

Then she curled her fingers and stroked inward.

“Nghaah!”

-Squelch squelch

The forceful pressure expelled her fingers, drenching the sheets with lewd fluid.

Jane licked her fingers lightly and smiled in satisfaction.

Once again, she couldn’t resist.

Once again, thankfully, Lily didn’t wake.

***

The Imperial Palace isn’t ornate.

Though old, it feels weighty rather than shabby.

Traces of its many battles remain intact.

The artifacts inside are impressive too.

Few glitter like jewels.

But each carefully placed item holds deep historical significance.

The sole empire on the continent.

The man at its peak inherited the First Emperor’s black.

The Emperor’s dark, murky eyes fixed on one thing.

In his hand was none other than a condom.

“Is this what that child made?”

A deep voice that seemed to weigh on shoulders.

But no one in the office spoke.

They awaited the Emperor’s permission.

“Impressive.”

Not expecting an answer, the Emperor left a brief remark.

Then he sighed regretfully.

Had that child remained, the empire could have soared higher.

“Hmm.”

The Emperor exuded an intimidating charisma.

The air in the office grew heavier.

“Any way to bring that child back?”

The waiting secretary bowed slightly lower.

As always, thirty seconds later.

The empire’s sovereign spoke.

“Permission to speak.”

“Realistically, it’s impossible for that person to return.”

“Incompetent.”

“My apologies.”

Then an elderly Imperial Count raised his head.

The Emperor’s gaze shifted to the small movement.

“While a full return to the imperial family may be difficult, there is a way to invite a temporary visit.”

“I’m listening.”

A loyal minister, bold even before the tyrant who usurped the throne from his father.

The Emperor listened intently to the man who’d served since his princely days.

“That person showed particular interest in one field.”

“Magic.”

“And Your Majesty possesses the world’s rarest treasures. Including artifacts.”

Though frustratingly cryptic, the Emperor simply closed his eyes as if it were natural.

The First Emperor unified humanity for the second time.

Even without asking, people offered the world’s most precious things.

The capital [Buder] naturally drew crowds.

They settled across the river in [Pesht].

Successive emperors auctioned tributes in Pesht.

And reinvested the profits into the empire.

Silence so deep even breaths felt loud filled the office again.

It lasted until the Emperor spoke.

“We’ll hold an auction.”

The historic [Pesht Grand Auction], suspended due to domestic troubles.

The Emperor declared its revival.

For a trivial reason-he missed his youngest sister’s face.