Chapter 172: Safe? Zone (1)

Chapter 172: Safe? Zone (1)

~The
mansion located in the center of the 15th floor~

Idelbert
held a key position, but she had no special security personnel
attached to her.

For
someone who had reached such heights of skill, guards were merely a
waste, and Idelbert herself had a strong preference for acting alone.

As
such, the mansion was staffed only with maids who assisted minimally
with her daily needs.

And
even those individuals had been told not to approach so she could
enjoy a leisurely bath and relieve stress.

In
other words, at this moment, near the bathroom, Idelbert was alone.

“Now
there’s two… no, is it three?”

“Tya-tutaa!”

Muttering
softly, she looked at the man who had fallen from the air and Nuer.

“Tya-tata!”

“Yes.
I’ll deal with you later.”

Without
flinching at the sight of the regressed Nuer, Idelbert naturally
guided the crawling child out of the bathroom.

Then
she turned her gaze to the man still submerged in the bath.

Balkan.
The only disciple she had ever accepted.

Smack!
Smack!

Seeing
that disciple brat after so long, her tail whipped around
uncontrollably, creating whip-like noises.

Idelbert
couldn’t even think to control it. Instead, she instinctively
approached her disciple.

“Disciple.
Wake up. Are you seriously sprawled out here after barging into your
master’s bathroom?”

Grabbing
his shoulders and shaking him, Balkan’s head swayed limply.

The
crooked helmet swayed along with it, but it barely managed to stay
on.

There
were no visible injuries. He wasn’t dead. It was just that his
consciousness had temporarily left him.

He
showed no sign of waking.

‘He’s
already reached the 15th floor?’

She
had thought it would take at least a year, even at the minimum. But
he was far quicker than she’d expected.

‘As
expected. He really is worth watching.’

A
faint smile bloomed on Idelbert’s otherwise expressionless face.

She
gazed at her disciple, who was limp in the bathwater.

Sniff,
sniff.

“Ugh.”

She
frowned and pinched her nose.

The
sensitive nose of a cat beastkin picked up an unbelievable stench.

It
was as if he had entered the belly of a desert worm, a foul odor
mixing with the sweaty smell of a man who hadn’t bathed for days.

It
was a stench that could nearly paralyze her sense of smell, but
underneath that odor was an odd, lingering scent.

A
hazy, erotic fragrance that tickled the tip of her nose.

Idelbert’s
extremely sensitive sense of smell instinctively traced and analyzed
that peculiar aroma.

Sniff,
sniff. Sniff. Siiip, hoo…

Before
she knew it, Idelbert had buried her nose in the back of Balkan’s
neck, inhaling his scent.

Scent
was the most basic source of a person’s information and history.

The
smell that clung to Balkan’s body told her everything he had been
through.

Through
the gap of his slightly raised helmet, she could see his tightly
closed lips, which carried the scent of other females.

The
scent of a bitch in heat. It was a smell she knew well.

Diana.
While clinging to Balkan, she had likely kissed his upper lip,
sucking and carefully intertwining tongues.

A
vivid image played out in her mind of Diana seeking affectionate,
deeply passionate kisses in succession.

Beneath
that smell, another scent—similar to Diana’s, yet different—was
mixed in.

This
scent, too, was familiar. Diana’s adopted daughter. The little one
she had seen often in her childhood. Ellie.

Ellie
had been just as assertive as Diana, though her scent had a strangely
relaxed undertone compared to her mother.

“…The
smell of a non-virgin.”

The
scent of a woman who had experienced intimacy, and the foundation of
that experience…

“Hah.”

Idelbert
let out a short sigh, shifting her gaze to Balkan’s groin.

From
there came the fishy scent of semen mixed with the faint smell of
virginal blood.

And…

“…!!!”

Idelbert’s
eyes shot open as she caught a hidden scent in the midst of it all.

No
way.

No—it
couldn’t be.

The
scent she had just caught was unmistakable.

Flustered,
Idelbert unconsciously grabbed hold of Balkan’s leather armor.

Crunch—!

The
leather armor, personally crafted by Zirnier and as solid as steel,
was mercilessly torn apart beneath the palms of the long, elegant
woman’s hands.

Idelbert
didn’t stop there.

Beyond
the leather armor, she attempted to pull down Balkan’s pants.

But
it wasn’t easy. She had no prior experience removing a man’s
pants.

…Come
to think of it, there had been one time when she had removed her
disciple’s pants.

At
any rate.

His
pants were thoroughly soaked in bathwater and wouldn’t slide down
easily.

Shaking
with impatience, Idelbert finally tore Balkan’s pants.

Tear!

The
high-quality trousers made of Arachne silk failed to serve their
purpose and were easily ripped apart. Along with them, the briefs
beneath also departed from Balkan’s body.

And
then.

Smack!

“Huek…?”

As
soon as the underwear tore, his cock sprang out, slapping Idelbert’s
cheek.

“…Ah…”

Holding
her cheek where she had been struck by his cock, Idelbert stared
blankly at the thing before her.

A
member as thick as her arm hung limply beside his thigh, as if it had
done nothing wrong.

But
Idelbert’s nose couldn’t be deceived.

There
was a smell.

The
smell of something truly heinous.

“This…”

Idelbert
gripped Balkan’s cock firmly.

Then,
like a detective who had discovered key evidence of a crime, she
examined his member and…

Snnfff!

She
brought her nose to Balkan’s cock.

Immediately,
a thick male scent, marinated for days without washing, invaded her
nasal passages.

Each
breath she took felt like potent male pheromones were assaulting her
brain.

Naturally,
heat rose to her chest, and her womb began to throb and pulse.

But
Idelbert wasn’t about to let herself fall so easily to the obscene
pheromones radiating from Balkan.

More
accurately, her reasoning wasn’t composed enough to succumb to such
things.

Amid
the pheromones ravaging her senses, she detected the smell of someone
incredibly dear to her.

Serif
Adeline.

The
saintess of the temple, and the younger sister with whom she had once
promised to share everything…

Due
to many misunderstandings, Serif didn’t look at Idelbert with the
same warmth anymore.

But
Idelbert’s feelings had always been directed toward Serif.

As
an older sister, she had done many things to protect her one and only
younger sibling.

And
now.

From
this cock, she could smell the saliva of her precious younger sister.

Not
just any saliva.

Lustful
saliva.

The
kind of lewd drool that could only be produced when a female was
overwhelmed with pleasure and arousal.

It
clung stickily from the tip of Balkan’s glans down the shaft.

“⋯This,
lewd disciple⋯”

I’m
sure I told him to focus on training and discipline.

In
the meantime, he had a relationship with my best friend’s daughter
and graduated from being a virgin.

And
now he’s thrusting his dick into the temple’s saint, my younger
sister?

“What
kind of physical training is that? It’s dick training. Ssup, ssup⋯
While the master is suffering far away, instead of focusing on his
training, ssup⋯
How dare you poke another female’s vagina and mouth⋯?”

-Kwaaaaaaaah!

Idelbert
still had her nose buried in Balkan’s dick, and moved her hand to
grab the lewd disciple’s balls.

If
she had squeezed roughly, she could have just burst them, so she
carefully controlled her strength.

As
she rolled the pregnancy juice storage warehouse that had been heated
in the hot bath water around in his hand, he began to show his
presence by hitting the surface of the water.

“Let’s
see when we spar, disciple. If you fall short of the standard, you
will pass out on my thigh.”

She
had no intention of letting it go easily.

No
less, no more, she was only going to give him twice as much as he
felt happy by poking Serif’s mouth.

-Thud.
Thud!

“Huh,
is this what feels good?”

Idelbert
smiled gloomily at the object that healthily rose up while hitting
the surface of the water every time she touched his balls.

She
gave him strength to feel some pain, but he groaned as if it felt
good.

As
expected, the disciple has talent.

A
body that blindly follows primal desires, completely opposite to
those of other men who are widely spread out.

-Thump.
Thump.

Idelbert
carefully stroked the throbbing cock like a heartbeat.

The
cock that would one day destroy her virginity.

It
was admirable to think that way, but it was another matter that he
had made her sister’s mouth into a mouthpiece.

At
that moment, when she was wondering what to do with this cheeky yet
admirable cock.

“⋯Ugh,
turn it off, slap⋯”

Balkan
began to have a seizure.

He
trembled and twisted his body for several seconds.

The
body that felt the pain due to the effect of the body realignment
took an unconscious defense mechanism.

-Crunch.

In
the process, Balkan’s helmet was taken off.

Immediately
afterwards, Balkan’s eyes, which had been closed all along, opened
completely.

“⋯Ugh⋯?”

His
field of vision was wider than usual.

It
was because his vision, which had been obscured by his helmet, had
been completely liberated.

Balkan
looked at the world with hazy eyes.

For
some reason, his armor and pants were all torn and lying around.

His
penis was erected to its limit.

“What
the…?”

Without
even a moment to say, “This is crazy.”

-Kwaaak!

The
thrilling sensation of his balls being gripped tightly brought him
back to his senses.

Then,
the figure of a woman covered in steam came into view.

Idelbert,
the leader of the Explorers’ Union and his teacher.

“Disciple.”

She
opened her mouth, her face flushed red as she looked into his eyes.

“Put
your penis in.”

“⋯Yes,
yes⋯?”

“You
said yes twice… You wanted it too. This teacher is so happy.”

“What…
Wait, stop for a moment, s-s … Okay, the bed is blocked by the
barrier… Kk, kkeup…! Go, stop the rape–”

-Splat!
Splat!

“Bam,
bamtu bam…”

Nuer
hurriedly escaped the place, hearing the sound of rushing water
coming from beyond the bathroom.