Chapter 41 – Flower of the North Sea (13)

Pain.

The first thing Adela felt when pierced by Louis’s cock was the pain of blood seeping out.

In truth, the pain between her legs wasn’t the only thing Adela was enduring.

Her right ear hurt as it shook during their coupling.

The side of her crown where her family’s knight had struck her kept throbbing.

Whenever her arms or sides were gripped too tightly, she’d bite her lip slightly, bearing the pain.

“How does it feel, Teacher? Are you enjoying it? Did I do well?”

Even so, she didn’t show any sign of it and smiled at Louis.

They had already come a sufficiently long way. She didn’t want to make him feel even slightly discouraged because of her.

The image of her beloved teacher filling her eyes was like a narcotic painkiller to Adela.

Every time her chest heaved, drawing glances from all the academy students, she could see his heart waver.

Lying on her stomach with his cock half-inserted, she felt as if she were flying in the sky.

“Yes… ugh, you did well.”

Hearing her teacher’s praise made Adela’s lower belly tighten with a strange, aching pleasure. Praised. Praised. She had to become an even better student.

Rather than being skillful or well-paced, it was simply repetitive and somewhat clumsy hip movements.

However, even just that caused many changes in Louis’s expression. The fact that she was making him feel good made her heart suddenly grow hot.

“Ahh… mmm… Teacher~ This is… it’s too much… I’m not usually like this. When you press right there, below my belly button… oh… I can’t help moving…”

In her repetitive, awkward motions, she found a spark of pleasure. Adela pressed that sweet spot inside her against his cock.

Squish!!

“Ah—!”

His hard cock pushed deep inside her, making her whole body tense up like she’d been shocked.

She knew what it was. The big, swollen tip she’d seen before it went in. That dirty part rubbed rough against her soft insides every time she moved her hips up and down.

“Ah, ah, ah… So good, Teacher, I love you. Kiss me, please…”

Her expression melted into pure bliss as she clung to Louis, her body moving uncontrollably. Each movement hit a spot deep within her that sent pleasure through her whole body. It was a place that, until now, had never been touched, a place that made her feel overwhelmed by desire.

Louis seemed to know this, too. Whenever the stimulation became too much and she tried to pull away, his hands held her in place.

“Mm, chu…!”

Each kiss made his body react, and she could feel it growing harder. Whenever he squeezed her sensitive areas, her body reacted instinctively, tightening around him. She was beginning to understand how incredible intimacy with her teacher could feel. Adela’s mind was filling with new knowledge.

She wanted to stay like this forever, to be overwhelmed by this unstoppable pleasure.

But just as Adela continued to move, Louis suddenly stopped her.

“Adela, hold on.”

“Huh!? Why, why?”

“I’m about to finish. Get off.”

Adela wasn’t stupid. She knew exactly what was going to happen if she stayed like this, where Louis would release himself. She glanced down at her lower belly, where they were connected. Her stomach was slightly bulging above their point of union.

She knew she should pull away. But the more she felt him against her, as if asking for permission to enter deeper, the stronger her feelings became.

She didn’t want to let go. She wanted to take all of him—her beloved teacher’s everything.

Adela wasn’t foolish; she knew how extraordinary Louis was. The man who had even defeated her sister. Louis was like a cloud, always just out of reach, always slipping away. She didn’t want to lose him, not even for a moment. Even if it meant using her body, or even bearing his child, she would cling to him.

Her mind, clouded by pleasure, pain, and the overwhelming love she felt for Louis, made her decision.

“Hey, you…!”

“I-I don’t know!! Ahhh—!”

Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!

Knowing Louis couldn’t push her off, she climaxed foolishly as she felt him cum inside her.

“……”

“……”

For a moment, the room was filled with the sound of their labored breathing. As their bodies cooled, the atmosphere shifted slightly, and Adela began to think.

He had told her to pull away, but she hadn’t. She had even smiled through the prolonged sensation, basking in its warmth.

“Ha… Damn. This girl really….”

Louis hated people who didn’t listen to him.

If things continued like this, he would start to resent her. He wouldn’t let her cling to him anymore.

She needed to change the mood, to make him love her even more. Adela swallowed, making a decision. Now that she had sealed the deal with him, she would reveal her lifelong secret.

“Teacher, you know….”

She opened her mouth to speak.

“The truth is….”

She was about to tell him everything. That she wasn’t stupid, that she had only pretended to be to fool the Rochears. Louis had said he liked smart girls. Surely, he would be pleased to learn the truth.

But just as she was about to say it—

“You brought this on yourself.”

“What?”

Louis spoke first.

“I was going easy on you because it was your first time, but you’re nothing but a sly fox. No more mercy.”

At that moment, a wave of intense sensation surged through her lower belly.

***

To be honest, I had been toying with an idea ever since the headmaster told me about Rochear’s Unique Magic.

A magic born purely from a concentration of mana without a single trace of karma.

If that’s the case, then perhaps, even without removing her heart and becoming a being devoid of guilt, as long as there isn’t a trace of karma left in her body, Adela could awaken Rochear’s Unique Magic.

Of course, unless you’re a demon, some karma remains in your body even if you don’t harm another living being. That’s only natural for those with human hearts.

But if I could regularly extract even that tiny amount of karma from her body, keeping it in a pure state—

“Nngh, T-teacher~?”

It might be possible. Rochear’s Unique Magic. Even for someone like Adela.

<Unique Magic of Terra Ernestine: Louis, I commend your sacrifice.>

<Evil Transference ⌜Metastasis⌟>

Squish~!

I gripped Adela’s hips with both hands, driving myself so deep that our joined parts, mixed with semen and her juices, were no longer visible.

Even injured, her physical limits were different; it was impossible from the start for her inexperienced self to take control during sex with me.

“Hyaa, ohhh! It’s too deep! W-why…! N-no, stop moving! Let go!”

This was her first time, so I had planned to be gentle. But she threw caution to the wind. Now that we had gone this far, there was no turning back. I might as well finish the job and extract all the karma.

I changed our position. She might have thought she had control earlier, but now that I began moving in earnest, she clutched the sheets, crying and begging for mercy.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?”

“N-no! I hate it! Not there, don’t press there…!”

“Here? The spot you’ve been lightly touching? When you touch it so shallowly, it tickles. Now, let’s press it together, deep, and enjoy it fully.”

“Ahh! Uhh!!”

Her body tensed as she reached her peak, and a mixture of fluids spilled out. At the same time, I could feel a small amount of Adela’s karma transfer to me.

Reverse charging, like discharging through a wire. To extract Adela’s karma, I had to expel something from her body. There were more efficient methods, but they would be exhausting to maintain all day.

Squish, squish, squish, squish—!!

I thought she’d be happier if I made good use of the tool hanging below my waist.

Adela’s face, which until just now had been exuding the sensuality of a girl in love, gradually changed into that of a woman.

When I persistently pressed down on the weak spot she had shown me herself, as if grinding with my cock, her tight insides clenched so hard it became difficult to pull my hips back.

“Ahh, hyaa! I’m going to…! I’m going to… again… ahh…!”

It seemed she could no longer endure it, so I held her close. Seeing her hands twitch and flail in the air, unable to even grasp my back, I felt a brief flicker of pity. But what could I do? Mastering Unique Magic doesn’t come easy.

If she could step closer to the pinnacle of magic not through pain but through overwhelming pleasure, wasn’t that a better way?

Honestly, I’m not much of a mage myself, so I don’t know for sure. I wonder if Terra ever imagined her Unique Magic being used in this way…

Anyway, karma was flowing steadily. But to wring out every last drop, like squeezing water from a dry rag, we both had to put in effort.

Squish, squish, squish, squish—

“Adela. Are you alright?”

“Ah… Ahh, T-teacher please, stop…!”

“You’re still answering, so you must be fine. Just a little more. When else will we get a chance like this? Besides, since we’re not using protection, we might as well get everything out of it.”

“My head… it’s going to turn to mush, I’m going to become a fool—!!”

“You already are a fool. What are you saying now?”

I doubt she’d ever be careless about intimacy again.

***

How many more times did we continue? As dawn broke and her white neck and shoulders bloomed with red marks… or rather, when Adela’s body shivered violently one last time, collapsing like a puppet whose strings had been cut, and the final bit of karma passed into me…

I remembered something I had forgotten.

Come to think of it, wasn’t she about to say something to me earlier?

“Adela. What were you going to tell me?”

A brief flicker of life returned to her eyes. But as I withdrew, and she shuddered with another wave of sensation, her gaze shifted out the window.

“I… don’t remember…”

“?”

“I’ve forgotten… I’ve become a fool…”

I see.