Holy Kingdom – Sleep (2)

-Swish.

Ian carefully laid Rena down on the floor. He gazed at her deeply sleeping form and fell into contemplation.

‘How did things end up like this…?’

He had always prided himself.

As a dignified, powerful, and brilliant mage.

Though his master hadn’t explicitly stated it, Ian was confident he would soon ascend to the position of Tower Lord – the pinnacle of magical achievement.

Yet here he was, forcibly putting a woman to sleep and secretly observing her.

An undeniably depraved act with no room for justification.

Of course, this hadn’t been Ian’s initial plan.

He had merely wanted to verify the truth behind Rena’s words.

But after meeting Rena in person, his thoughts began gradually shifting.

The benefits of controlling a member of the Hero Party.
Preparing for unforeseen circumstances.
And revenge for how Rena had subtly mocked and scratched at his pride.

After weighing the potential gains, Ian decided to seize this opportunity.

Normally, this wouldn’t have been easy.

To his knowledge, this woman stood at the peak of 5 Stars, essentially a 6-star Swordsman.

A level where she’d be treated with utmost respect anywhere.

There was no way she wouldn’t notice mana attempting to invade and dominate her body.

“For once, I should thank those Holy Kingdom bastards.”

Ian bent down and touched the choker around Rena’s neck.

-Click.

An item more suited for slaves.

This vicious device suppressing Rena’s mana allowed Ian to easily achieve his goal.

The only slight regret was having to modify the contract within a short timeframe to avoid detection, making it less than perfect.

Nevertheless, Ian had gained the power to command Rena during physical contact.

If she knew, she’d probably try to kill him – this was closer to a slave contract than a mutual agreement.

‘The contract is functioning properly…’

Rena’s current unconscious state was clear proof.

Everything was proceeding according to Ian’s plan.

“Hmm…”

Ian crossed his arms and scrutinized Rena’s face feature by feature.

Closed eyes. A straight nose. Slightly parted red lips.

An unconscious sigh escaped Ian’s mouth as he looked at them.

“Ha… She is beautiful.”

Now he understood why the Hero had fallen for her completely.

Among all the women Ian had seen in his life, Rena ranked near the top in appearance.

‘This isn’t enough.’

While Ian had various reasons for tampering with the contract, they were merely secondary factors.

What truly influenced him most was what he felt when looking at Rena.

He wanted to confirm it definitively.

[She’s beautiful.]

Whether that momentary emotion had been genuine or a misperception.

Even if it were a mistake, it didn’t matter. There were countless ways to exploit such a contract.

“…I should verify it.”

As Ian reached out toward Rena,

-Fssst.

The clothes she wore began rapidly disintegrating.

A moment later.

With all clothing vanished from Ian’s hands, Rena lay completely naked without a thread covering her.

“Hmm…”

Ian began carefully observing – no, analyzing – Rena’s figure.

Full breasts. A neatly closed vagina. A toned body without excess fat from training.

“Tch…”

Ian clicked his tongue and frowned as if disgusted.

A gaze suggesting he’d seen something he shouldn’t have. A look of revulsion toward someone.

A reaction perfectly matching his dislike for Rena who clung to the Hero.

Yet the strange thing was the obvious bulge tenting Ian’s trousers.

“This is maddening.”

Ian ruffled his hair irritably.

Though he still wanted to deny it… he had to acknowledge the truth.

That he harbored dark desires toward Rena.

‘My body’s being ridiculous. Lusting after a woman like this.’

If he’d fallen for her attitude or personality, he might have rationalized it.

The problem was being swayed merely by her face and body.

It felt humiliating to sink to the same level as the Hero he’d so despised, something that would utterly crush his pride if discovered.

Now countless thoughts flooded Ian’s mind.

“Was it years of pent-up desire? Or is she just my type…?”

Ian shook his head vehemently.

‘No. This isn’t affection or love. It absolutely can’t be.’

There was no way he could like such a lewd, foolish woman already defiled by countless men.

Clearly, it was just his male instincts responding.

“…This might actually be good.”

Ian decided to view this situation positively.

Though embarrassing to admit his lust for Rena, it was also true he’d suppressed his sexual desires for too long.

And now he could do as he pleased with the woman before him.

This opportunity would let him satisfy those desires and release his pent-up urges.

Ian carefully lifted the sleeping Rena and seated her on his lap.

His hands first moved toward her breasts.

-Grope.

As he firmly squeezed from behind, flesh bulged between his fingers.

“Not as bad as I expected.”

Ian kneaded the breasts, savoring the soft, squishy sensation at his fingertips.

What he’d normally considered just heavy lumps of flesh now offered a strangely addictive softness.

“…Ah.”

A small sound escaped Rena’s lips.

While massaging her breasts, Ian leaned in to check her expression.

“Nn…”

She slightly furrowed her brow as if uncomfortable, but showed no signs of waking.

The magic-induced sleep ensured this outcome.

“Next…”

Ian looked down at Rena.

He needed more preparation before proceeding fully.

Based on his knowledge, this would maximize the pleasure.

“Looking forward to this.”

-Swish.

Ian’s hands traveled past her breasts, waist, and thighs toward Rena’s intimate area.

**

-Clank.

As the cell door closed, the collapsed Rena slowly lifted her head.

“Hehe, interesting.”

Ian had lied and tampered with the contract. While beneficial for her, she couldn’t let such insolence slide.

Thus, she’d also played a ‘small’ trick on the contract – if Ian felt improper desires or lust toward her, the effects would be amplified.

“Acting completely disinterested in women, yet harboring such desires for me. Men will be men.”

Waking from sleep, a tingling sensation lingered throughout her body. It could only mean one thing.

‘If handled well, this could be quite entertaining.’

Rena began looking forward to the future with this new amusement.

What kind of disgrace would the arrogant genius mage show if he became completely obsessed with a woman?

**

-Ssshh.

Mana from Ian’s fingertips flowed into a blue stone on the desk.

But the mana stream began wavering until it snapped with a ‘pop’.

“Haa… Too many distracting thoughts.”

Unable to concentrate, Ian gripped his head.

Everything stemmed from what happened with Rena.

‘A mage making such mistakes…’

He regretted violating Rena’s body.

The pinnacle of magic – what Ian had always pursued and must continue pursuing.

Yet he’d been swayed by momentary emotions to forcibly violate a woman.

While savoring Rena’s body and feeling conquest…

‘What am I doing…’

Sudden self-loathing and emptiness flooded his heart.

Ultimately, he couldn’t go through with it and returned to his room.

It wasn’t that Ian had never experienced romance.

During his time at Rain Academy.

Countless women had approached him.

Rain Academy’s top student.
Handsome appearance.
Mage invited by the Magic Tower.

Despite being merely a baron with an arrogant, rude personality, Ian possessed qualities anyone in the Rika Kingdom would covet.

With a mage’s insatiable curiosity, Ian once engaged in sexual relations with a woman he somewhat liked.

After experiencing sex, his conclusion was simple:

The pleasure of sexual desire wasn’t bad.

But never enough to abandon magic for it.

Ultimately, Ian judged his sexual urges would hinder his future. Thus, he ruthlessly suppressed that part of himself.

Romance was practically nonexistent in his life, and when unavoidable, he crudely satisfied his urges with magic.

‘These damn urges ended up causing problems.’

Perhaps his past decisions had led to this.

But the biggest issue lay elsewhere.

While regretting his actions, Ian still felt lingering attachment for not fully exploring Rena’s lower half.

Rena’s naked form flashed through his mind.

Her vagina moistened by his caresses.

How ecstatic would it feel to thrust inside…

“Have I truly gone mad?”

As Ian lamented irritably in his room, lost in turmoil,

The night grew deeper still.

**

-Creak.

“Huh? You came again today?”

“Got a problem with that?”

“Uh… Not really. You just look exhausted.”

“Your imagination.”

At Ian’s irritable response, Rena scratched her head awkwardly.

“Well, if you say so…”

“No issues today, I presume?”

“Yeah. Though I get nervous sometimes thinking Cardinal Cassios might show up.”

Ian felt relieved seeing Rena acting normally.

‘As expected, she noticed nothing.’

Her reaction showed complete ignorance of what happened while she slept.

He’d cleaned up thoroughly after all. Ian wasn’t foolish enough to make amateurish mistakes.

“Ian, how’s the plan preparation going?”

“Still preparing. That’s why I came to check on you. You know everything would be ruined if something happened to you, right?”

“Hmm…?”

Rena gazed at Ian with sleepy eyes.

“Are you… worried about me?”