episode_0338

“Hmph… Ugh, uuh…”

Yuri shivered, reaching her peak. Nari hugged her for a moment, then slowly rose from the bed.

Watching her back as she gathered her clothes, Yuri slightly raised her head. It was quite rare for Nari, who usually slept naked, to put on clothes immediately after sex.

“Where… are you going?”

“Yeah. I’m going to see the kids.”

“It’s very late… Shouldn’t you go tomorrow—”

Swish—

Nari paused buttoning her shirt to stroke Yuri’s hair. A faint chuckle was heard. That warm, comfortable atmosphere melted her body and mind.

However, the face she cautiously looked up at was obscured by the moonlight, only her mouth visible. The gently upturned corner of her lips. That familiar smile…

…No. Something’s different. Her eyes are hidden in the shadows. I need to see her expression. Straight on, I need to see her proper expression…

“Un—”

Whoosh—

The window opened, and the white curtains fluttered. A short, sharp gust of wind blew where Nari had been, and Yuri’s hand, reaching for her, swiped at empty air.

Normally, she would have chuckled wryly, muttering, “You’re impossible.” But today wasn’t the mood for that.

Something had been off since evening. Usually, when Nari acted spoiled, Yuri’s libido would instinctively boil over. Unless she’d already masturbated, it was always there.

But why? Today, it felt like she was just letting Nari have her way, granting her body. Yuri herself only just realized it.

There had been a few similar instances. When Nari was emotionally overwhelmed, she would come to Yuri like that.

Still… something is different. This is the first time she’s had sex and left so suddenly. Especially when she’s not in a good mood.

Thwack—

Yuri clutched the edge of the blanket, watching the fluttering curtains. She was already prepared to accept it. Whatever story Nari brought, she would accept it obediently as one of her loving wives.

Drip—

A stream of white semen flowed between Yuri’s legs as she steeled her resolve.

The same was true for Eve, who was secretly masturbating in the next room, recalling that day. A sticky thread stretched between her fingers and crotch.

. . .

“Wow, Your Highness… everything can be heard here…”

“It’s fine. You just don’t have to make a sound.”

“But…”

“Don’t you like it?”

Aspi bit her lower lip and shook her head. In an instant, Nari’s penis pierced her, barely concealing the moans that escaped behind the wind barrier.

“You, you’re too rough… Aaugh…”

“You want me to be rougher?”

“Uuu… Ye-yes, please…”

The clashing of armor echoed loudly in the dressing room. The metallic noise was louder than expected, naturally muffling Aspi’s moans and the slurping sounds.

“Haa… Haaaah—”

Feeling the hot sensation pouring into her abdomen, Aspi reached her peak. It was something akin to a beast’s instinct, already ingrained in her; this time was no different. She covered her moaning mouth with her hand.

Clang—

Aspi collapsed against the wall. White semen gushed from her pink vulva, beside her displaced panties.

“Haa… I’m sorry, Your Highness… showing such a disgraceful sight again…”

“It’s okay, Aspi. I’ve entrusted you with a lot.”

“Your Highness…?”

Just as Aspi looked up at Nari, Nari leaned down first to meet her eyes. She gently held Aspi’s chin and kissed her.

Smack—

“I’m always relying on you. Thank you always.”

“I… it’s not a problem, it’s my duty…”

“…Right. I’m so glad you’re my wife.”

Nari immediately got up and left somewhere. But Aspi remained seated on the floor for a long time. Her body was weak from the aftereffects of her climax, and the aftertaste of the kiss was sweeter than usual.

Thwack—

No… that’s not it. Aspi couldn’t get up because she was shocked.

Nari’s smile when she said she was happy wasn’t that of a happy person. Rather, it was a distorted smile, a forced smile born of profound sadness.

What, who, dared to make Your Highness so sad? Aspi’s instincts screamed. To find her master’s enemy and tear it apart.

Aspi gritted her teeth.

Drip—

. . .

“If only the Saintess arrived, we could begin this morning’s prayer meeting…”

“Ah, the Saintess isn’t feeling well today. We can go ahead without her.”

“Is that so…? I should convey our well-wishes after we finish.”

“No, she said no one should approach her room because she caught a bad cold.”

Early in the morning, the prayer hall of the Aither Temple. Nuns and priests wept, praying for the Saintess Thea’s recovery.

At the same time, the Saintess Thea herself was weeping.

“Aaugh- Ughh…”

“…”

“Ugh… Lord, my Lord…”

She was shamelessly and boldly worshiping an idol within the sacred grounds of the temple. Lying on the bed with her legs spread wide, clutching a crucifix between her large breasts.

The second god Thea worshipped bestowed grace upon her. He struck the threshold with a thick staff, and with a white waterfall, he fed the Saintess’s hungry mouth until five baskets remained.

He commanded, “I give you seed, do not look upon me differently, but nurture it with rich maternal love and feed it with milk.”

“I… understand…”

Thea couldn’t even see Nari off, her body trembling from the aftereffects of her climax. Only after a long time did she calm her excitement and pondered Nari’s final words.

“What…?”

As Thea heard it, Nari seemed to say that something more is needed than ordinary people if she wanted to have a child.

But, she wants to be considered like her if a child is born. Let’s assume she’s confident in her chances of getting pregnant. But that statement…

“…It’s a will.”

Thea jumped up from the bed, a grave expression on her face as she looked out the window.

Gulp—

White semen flowed between her legs.

. . .

“…Congratulations on your appointment as the Archmage. You finally achieved your dream.”

Lulu felt like she was dreaming. No, she actually dozed off and dreamt intermittently. She was in a hazy state from the alcohol.

It was an event where she couldn’t avoid drinking even a sip. Because the former Archmage, Leonardo Pritz, had fully supported Lulu; this was a celebration for her appointment as the new Archmage.

It was right after the war, and the whole country’s atmosphere was gloomy, so a boisterous party wasn’t possible. But how can one only drink one sip of alcohol?

As soon as it touched her lips, she kept gulping it down, and someone pulled her.

“Ah, Your Highnesss!”

Feeling tipsy and happy, meeting the person she admired gave her the greatest happiness. Lulu squatted to lift Nari’s skirt, wanting more celebration.

“Champagne, please, a celebratory champagne…”

With skillful movements, she shook Nari’s champagne bottle, and when it was at its fullest, she popped the cork— *Pop*. Sweet juice and foam spurted out like a fountain, soaking Lulu’s entire body.

“Oh, what a waste…”

And then, naturally, she took off her panties and put the mouth of the champagne bottle, from which the foam continued to pour, between her lips.

After receiving a lot of celebratory attention, she fell asleep on the floor of the Archmage’s office.

“Wake up, Lulu! Lulu!”

Someone woke her up before dawn. She blinked her eyes open to see Nix. Her body ached, so Nix cast a pain-relieving spell.

“It’s serious, Lulu… Nari, Nari…”

“Wh-wh- what’s wrong—?”

Nix relayed the information her clone had heard from the royal palace a few hours earlier. The chaos of yesterday—no, a day had already passed, so the day before yesterday’s cabinet meeting. And Nari’s explosive announcement.

It was just hearsay, but the story that Nari was giving up all her authority to go fight a demon from beyond the dimensions couldn’t be ignored.

Lulu clenched all her aching muscles and jumped up.

“Th-that’s impossible. Why would Her Highness, no… Nix, what did you hear?”

“…Nothing.”

“Why… without saying anything…”

And only then did she realize.

Dripping—

Very thick, sticky, pure white semen flowed between Lulu and Nix’s legs.

. . .

In the early morning, after a long night, the sun began to rise.

Nari sat in the lotus position in the center of the empty royal palace bedroom.

The place where Narita Floraine Naifrantz was born. The place where this whole story began. The place where she withered under the world’s scorn and persecution, and began to twist the script once more.

Nari gradually accepted the point where all cause and effect flowed into one and intertwined within her body.

Then, a door appeared. Space cracked, and the universe opened. The administrator’s path, which unfurled a long trail of starlight last time, was visible.

And beyond that, even further beyond the vast universe, there was another door.

『FoundFugitive』

『Open』

The black door slowly opened. And… there was their world.

“A big shot appears from the start… Yog-Sothoth.”

『ThisIsInevitability』

『TheMomentYouChooseTheEndPoem,IBecameYourGate』

Because of this voice echoing in her soul, Nari felt like she would lose her mind if she relaxed for even a moment. She hadn’t even met him yet, and she’s already like this, just conversing through the vast expanse of the universe.

There were no more choices. With Yog-Sothoth’s ‘door’ open, escape was meaningless.

Nari took a step forward…

Bang-! Bang bang—!

At that moment, a physical sound reached Nari’s ears. Although the dimensions were already divided, an etheric barrier had been erected against any possible repercussions. Someone was knocking on it.

Nari turned around.

There they all stood. Six fools desperately trying to approach her, tears and snot streaming down their faces.

「Don’tGo」

Even though their voices were inaudible, the shape of their mouths was too clear.

Nari had no intention of dragging them into what might be her last adventure. She hadn’t even told them. Because this was inevitable.

However, is this also inevitable?

Tzzzt—!

The etheric barrier finally collapsed.