Chapter 270: What I can give (2)

Chapter 270: What I can
give (2)

“Did
you mate with my little sister using an onahole?”

“Yes.”

I
nodded at Idelbert’s words.

Idelbert,
a martial warrior who had trained her senses to the extreme, had a
truly remarkable sense of smell.

Considering
everything that had happened, I didn’t think she wouldn’t be able to
smell my scent.

Still,
I had rolled around in the swamp cemetery, showered thoroughly, and
even an hour ago was covered in the smell of blood and sweat from
battle, so I hadn’t anticipated she would ask with such a confident
voice…

But
it was an undeniable fact that I had whacked my dick with an onahole
modeled after Serif’s body, so Balkan nodded readily.

“You’re
honest.”

“How
could I lie to my master?”

“Ha!
You’re truly shameless. Well, I don’t dislike that about you. At
least you’re not someone who tells useless lies. If you had weakly
denied it, I would have beaten you to a pulp.”

Idelbert
spoke without any denial.

There
seemed to be some misunderstanding as Serif appeared wary of her, but
at least from Balkan’s perspective, Idelbert cared for Serif.

‘How
could I forget that smile?’

He
recalled when Serif had called her “sister,” and Idelbert
couldn’t maintain her cool face, grinning loosely.

Having
a precious little sister himself, he could empathize with that
expression.

It
was the face of someone who genuinely cherished their only blood
relative.

“Did
it feel good?”

“Pardon?”

“My
little sister’s dick case. Did it feel good?”

However,
that affection seemed a bit excessive.

Idelbert
was asking about her little sister’s pussy tightness with a
completely sincere face.

“Um…”

“Answer
me.”

“It…
it felt good.”

“How
did it compare to me?”

“Your…your
back pussy felt like it was wickedly scraping from the base of my
dick to the head. Honestly, I was feeling so good then that I don’t
remember the details, but Serif’s pussy onahole—”

“Hmm.
Ahem. That, that’s enough.”

When
he started to give his honest impressions, Idelbert suddenly made an
embarrassed expression and cleared her throat.

Perhaps
she had said it to tease him but didn’t expect such an honest answer.

Judging
by her black cat tail that was flicking like a whip after hearing
that her back pussy felt so good it made his consciousness fly away,
that seemed to be the case.

Idelbert,
who had been looking at him with a strange gaze, sighed and asked.

“…Do
you have no shame?”

“That…doesn’t
seem like something you should be saying, Master.”

After
all, she was the one who made him verbally evaluate and compare her
back pussy with her little sister’s pussy tightness.

It
was something unimaginable without an exceptionally strong mentality
and shamelessness.

“Ahem.
I’ll hear the details later…ugh. Come and remove this. I’m tired
from fighting for so long.”

She
said, tapping at the ice arrow fragments pressing down on her body.

The
ice pieces were quite large, making it look like a victim trapped
under a collapsed building.

In
fact, about half of the mansion had collapsed, so it wasn’t wrong.

Of
course, Idelbert’s trained body wasn’t crushed or even scratched by
those fragments.

Balkan
slowly approached and began clearing away the ice crushing Idelbert
as he asked.

“What
exactly happened?”

At
that question, Idelbert’s lips curled up slightly as she looked at
Balkan serving her.

It
strangely resembled a victor’s smile.

“A
foolish female who was jealous of the cat who got on the stovetop
first caused some commotion.”

“…That’s
Diana…”

“She
suddenly launched a sincere strike at the mansion’s front gate, so I
had to fight for my life for the first time in a while, and now my
body’s acting up. We fought for about three days.”

No
wonder everything was in shambles.

Three
days.

It
meant she had been fighting continuously from right after I left to
hunt the Elder Lich until just now.

‘Can
a person simply engage in combat for that much time?’

The
three-day and night battle between monsters in the 70 and 60 level
ranges was enough to change the surrounding terrain.

Thanks
to that, I could tell that Diana had challenged her not to a simple
WWE but to a deadly serious UFC.

‘Well,
if I think about Diana’s situation from my perspective…’

A
woman whom she had first cared for and even developed romantic
feelings for had a relationship with an old comrade and friend first.

And
that woman wanted to take responsibility for the man she had
relations with as well.

‘……’

Thinking
from her perspective made the situation even more impossible to
resolve.

Just
thinking about Diana, Ellie, Denshi, or Celsia doing something like
that made his head hot.

“When
I bragged about this thing you personally inserted, she opened her
usually closed eyes wide and came at me.”

Idelbert
smiled slyly as she carefully took out an anal plug artifact from her
personal subspace and held it up.

‘She
even teabagged her?’

Diana,
who had ended it with a short, heavy venting, was truly
compassionate.

If
it had been him, he would have used any means to kill the opponent.

Feeling
an even stronger sense of mission to quickly become stronger and
comfort Diana, he asked about her whereabouts.

“A
few hours ago, after breaking several parts of my body, she left me
here saying to sincerely reflect. You seem to have just missed each
other.”

“…You
talk as if it’s no big deal.”

“We
used to have this level of fighting every day when we were in the
same party. Rather, compared to the old days, Diana’s personality has
become much more subdued, so it was easier. Ugh. Don’t support me
like that. My shoulder blade is shattered and uncomfortable.”

“…Then
I’ll just. Carry you like this.”

Putting
aside thoughts about what Diana’s past might have been like, I
rescued Idelbert from the ice fragment pile and picked her up.

There
were no visible external injuries, but her internal organs seemed
badly damaged, so I planned to move her to the grand fountain first.

The
resulting pose was commonly known as a princess carry…in this
world, called a prince carry.

Her
breasts, barely covered by a leotard suit half-torn from battle
traces, softly pressed against my solar plexus.

Not
only that, but her violently brown skin, strong as iron yet missing
none of a woman’s beauty, mercilessly pressed against my arms and
forearms.

She
wasn’t light even as a figure of speech, but that heavy softness and
warmth stirred my sexual desire that had been impoverished for a
while.

When
our eyes met as Idelbert was snugly held in my strong arms, she
slightly averted her gaze.

“This
position is a bit… embarrassing.”

“Please
endure it for a little while.”

Balkan
said so as he started walking toward the grand fountain.

‘To
think I’d be supporting Idelbert.’

This
situation was both strange and shocking.

Idelbert
was among the three strongest opponents he had faced so far.

To
think that Idelbert would be beaten to the point of having difficulty
walking alone?

‘…Perhaps,
in her own way, she took quite a beating?’

Maybe
due to guilt for snatching someone her friend had already tasted
first…

“It
hasn’t even been a month since I last saw you, but you’ve grown again
in that time.”

While
I was thinking about this, Idelbert, cradled in my arms and poking my
forearm, muttered in a pleased voice.

“You
can feel it just by being carried, right?”

“…Something
about your slick voice makes me regret praising you. Tomorrow, I’ll
personally check if you’ve trained properly and gained experience.”

“A
lot has happened in a short time.”

Balkan
told Idelbert about what had happened during that time.

How
he had joined forces with Diana and Celsia at the royal palace to
attack the wrath and pride demon worshippers.

Returning
to the labyrinth and breaking through to the 19th floor, dealing with
the Elder Lich.

And
just now, I had caught a minion of the envy demon worshipper at the
temple—

“What?”

Upon
hearing that story, Idelbert’s voice instantly turned cold.

“You’re
saying you caught an envy worshipper’s minion? You?”

“Uh,
yes. Was that not allowed?”

“No,
there’s no reason it wouldn’t be. You did well. Really well done,
Balkan.”

Idelbert,
who was usually stingy with praise except when I showed noticeable
growth or when I pulled her cat tail gently while developing her back
pussy into a perverted masochistic climax hole, said so with a voice
full of sincerity.

Since
it wasn’t a common occurrence, I asked with curiosity.

“Were
you also pursuing that person, Master?”

“To
be precise, I was pursuing the woman moving behind her.”

The
mastermind who had planted Cleassia in the Order to control Jellicy,
the envy worshipper.

‘Was
chasing demon worshippers while using elite explorers like Nuer as
shadows also for the purpose of finding the envy worshipper?’

I
couldn’t be certain, but she hadn’t reacted to the wrath or pride
worshippers…

“Disciple.
Extend your hand.”

“Pardon?”

“I
said extend your hand.”

At
her words, I extended my hand, and Idelbert drew a small heart on my
palm with the soft side of her cat tail.

“What
is this?”

“It’s
a cat tail stamp that lets you ask this master for one favor. Use it
after careful consideration.”

Seeing
her unusually serious expression and playfulness she normally
wouldn’t show, that possibility seemed quite high.

“Change
of plans. We need to go to the temple before the grand fountain.”

“Sigh…understood.”

Perhaps
she had decided that checking on Cleassia was more important than her
own healing, as Idelbert urgently whipped.

Balkan
sighed briefly and nodded to his master’s words as he moved his body.

“Hnngh—”

Idelbert,
whose face was suddenly buried in firm pectoral muscles, held her
breath.

Her
breasts, barely covered by the tattered leotard armor, were firmly
pressed against his abs and solar plexus, and her plump yet firm
thighs were wrapped around his forearm like being trapped in prison.

“You
seem to be in a hurry, so I’ll go quickly.”

“……”

Idelbert,
tense from the male scent emanating from Balkan, including the
pectoral muscles buried in her nose, quietly nodded.

As
Balkan carefully moved his feet, considering Idelbert’s injuries, his
pectoral muscles rubbed against Idelbert’s face.

“Mmm,
nngh…”

In
that warm body temperature, Idelbert felt a strange paternal love
that made her feel like becoming an infant, but she quickly came to
her senses.

‘That
was dangerous.’

If
she had lost consciousness even a little more, she might have fallen.

It
was because the stimulating smell of her disciple whom she hadn’t
seen in a while made her head dizzy and her womb keep throbbing.

Feeling
that if this situation continued any longer, it would truly become
irreversible, Idelbert focused her attention elsewhere.

The
strange texture she felt when her face was pressed against his chest.

Belatedly
remembering its existence, Balkan said to Idelbert.

“Ah.
Master. Come to think of it, Serif left a letter for you.”

“…From
her? To me?”

“Yes.
She said to make sure to deliver it this time… I put it inside my
chest, so please check.”

“…What?”

At
those words, Idelbert froze like stone.

“Yes.
I’m currently supporting you, Master, so my hands are full.”

“……”

It
was true. Very true. Almost correct.

Idelbert
quietly held her breath and looked at his chest.

And
feeling his heartbeat that somehow seemed to be growing louder, she
carefully moved her hand between Balkan’s pectorals.

Simultaneously.

Snnnniff—

Idelbert’s
sense of smell detected a lewd scent emanating from the letter she
had picked up.

In
that smell, the two were engaged in the hottest act possible, both
focusing intensely on each other…

They
were doing something so shameless it was hard to believe she was a
virgin priestess of the Earth Mother Order.

At
the same time, Idelbert sensed that this was definitely not a scent
left by chance.

An
artificially inscribed fragrance like perfume, like a declaration of
war.

A
provocative declaration beyond imagination that she was also
targeting her man and had developed a relationship close enough for
mutual onahole mating and handjobs.

With
her little sister’s bold declaration of war, Idelbert looked at
Balkan, who was carefully and preciously embracing her, and smirked.

“Disciple.”

“Yes?”

“White
or black, which do you prefer?”