Prelude (13)

I’m seriously fucked.

Shuriel came to a conclusion after careful consideration.

“…This is driving me crazy.”

Shuriel clutched his throbbing forehead as he looked at Yujin, whose heart had stopped. No matter how much healing magic he poured on the motionless body, it wouldn’t budge.

Was I too indifferent? Wasn’t that reckless? These thoughts tormented Shuriel, but his expression seemed more relaxed than one would expect.

But as with Yujin, anger that exceeded the limit was represented by calmness rather than excitement. A vortex of extreme emotion swirled in Shuriel’s face, devoid of any feeling.

‘I was going to go to Astra.’

It’s already been a night since he struggled with the cold corpse. The body, secretly smuggled out in a container, showed no sign of leaving Shuriel’s hands.

But the time he promised Yujin was fast approaching. It was time to leave for Astra to meet Aileen.

‘…But what does it matter now?’

Shuriel rose, looking out the window at the sun high in the sky.

‘There’s nothing to be gained by agonizing like this.’

The reason he could restrain his anger was due to a single belief. The belief that Yujin would not die no matter what. He trusted the skills of the Arch Mage.

But looking at the cold body, he felt like his heart would burst. Unable to contain his anger, wanting to destroy everything right away, wanting to stab a knife into his own neck.

Shuriel, a workaholic, had dozens of plans for the future, but the anger that melted his heart shattered them all, tearing them to shreds.

Now he had only one plan in his head.

‘…I’m leaving for Astra.’

He will meet Aileen.

And find a solution.

If there is no way to save Yujin…

“….”

Shuriel glanced at the sword strapped to his waist and packed his bags.

He wrapped the body, which had been reduced in size by cutting off its limbs, put it in a square box, and carried it.

• Kkieeuk.

He shouldered the box and opened the tightly closed door.

“Doryeon-nim? Have you seen the young lady―”

“Get out of my way.”

“―Hiek.”

He spewed out murderous intent at the maid who happened to approach him and headed straight for the carriage.

* * *

• I’m sorry. I swear this will never happen again.

‘…Shut up. It’s already fucked.’

I, who had lost control, had to watch Hajin being raped for a full two hours.

• Th, that. It couldn’t be helped. You felt it too, didn’t you?

The pleasure of obedience that pierced every corner of my brain. The feeling of happiness when bending my legs, raising both hands, and sticking out my tongue. The more I acted like a dog, the more I became like livestock, the greater the satisfaction.

It was an indescribable sensation. However, it was certain that even I was becoming more and more of an idiot.

‘How much have I been through?’

• Every day without fail since you left?

Hajin had long since become the communal toilet, exclusive maid, and bride of the Iron Bear Tribe dormitory.

He visits all the places where the Iron Bear Tribe students live, cleans them all, and even takes care of their sexual needs.

When they are hungry, he becomes a delicious piece of meat that they can freely tear apart, and when they are bored, he becomes a punching bag that they can sincerely beat up.

It was impossible for them to have a bad relationship. The relationship between the Iron Bear Tribe and Hajin was… so much that it could be called love.

• We even bet on who would get pregnant first… but it didn’t work out because we’re different species.

‘That’s because your uterus has an automatic reconstruction spell on it. If you want to have a child, get rid of the spell first.’

• Is that so? I didn’t even know… Ah, no! It’s not that I want to have one…

‘I don’t care about your circumstances, but because of you right now… Haa. Shit.’

Ah, damn it.

I stopped thinking and frowned.

“Oh! Is that Hajin? Are you on your way back to the dormitory?”

Because I met a damn Iron Bear Tribe member.

• Heuheung…. Get out of the way.

‘…Hurry up and finish it.’

Hajin apologized but took control with an excited voice. Then, in an instant, he made the expression of a female animal completely immersed in pleasure.

“Ah, it’s Horun-Kuta-ssi. What brings you here? This is far from the Buk Hall dormitory….”

“Euhahaha! I came to see you, of course. I followed the scent and found you!”

“D, do you think I’d go along with that?”

Hajin didn’t even try to hide the smile that was creeping up his face, and rubbed his thighs. His pussy was already flooded with vaginal fluid from the moment he made eye contact.

“―Eueup?!”

The Iron Bear Tribe member neatly ignored the grumbling Hajin and suddenly stuck his tongue in.

All the Iron Bear Tribe members know that it’s okay to rape Hajin at any time. He says he doesn’t like it, but his body has already finished all the preparations to receive semen, so there’s no way he wouldn’t know. Besides, he gets so obscenely excited that it’s obvious at a glance.

“Eunheup, chueup…”

Just kissing like this makes him climax three times.

“Hyueup, chueue… Joaa… Heue…”

Hajin completely hugged the Iron Bear Tribe student and clung to him like a cicada. Then, he rubbed his buttocks on his erect cock and even begged him to insert it.

‘…Hurry, finish it.’

As someone who shared the sensation, all I could say was to finish it quickly.

• Jjieeok!

Clothes are torn. The naked Hajin was thrown into the nearby bushes and collapsed with a thud.

The only thing left to do was one thing. To turn his belly over like a dog, wag his pussy soaked with vaginal fluid, and urge him to insert his cock.

• Jjibeubeubeup…

“Eung, go, eueohok…….”

A cock bigger than his own forearm tears through his flesh and enters. Hajin climaxed with an obscene expression. His navel protruded in the shape of a glans, and he climaxed every moment he was lifted with one hand and used like an onahole.

“Eheuk, heuk, hiek, hieue, heu……”

The impromptu mating that started on the street ended quickly due to the nature of the location. It only took twenty minutes, even though it was fast, and he ejaculated a total of three times, but considering that he was gang-raped for two hours, it was a very fast pace.

“Heu, eheu….”

Hajin, lying face up with his belly swollen like a pregnant woman, spat out semen little by little with a happy expression. A whitish liquid gurgled out of his pussy.

“Open your mouth.”

“Ne, nehe, heue, bee…”

And so it was the end.

Maybe it’s because Hajin himself deals with drugs, but the Iron Bear Tribe members like to give Hajin drugs.

Stimulants, aphrodisiacs, or even real drugs. There are various drugs that the students somehow get their hands on, but there is one thing they always give him after mating.

“Eueuph, eup….”

“I’ll make sure you get pregnant this time.”

Ovulation inducer.

“Kkulgeok….”

Hajin swallowed the pill with a blissful expression.

“Heue, he, i, I’m pregnant, I’ll be… definitely….”

“I bet two silver coins that I’ll get you pregnant. I’ll take responsibility for raising it, so hurry up and get pregnant.”

“Ga, Gamsha, Hamida, Ju-in-nim…♡”

This kind of embarrassing and trivial conversation is always shared after mating. Even the shared emotions felt pride rather than embarrassment.

It’s a relief that I can be dominated by these strong males, that kind of ridiculous emotion.

‘…It’s worse than me.’

I also enjoy sexual pleasure, but there is always pain involved. I can’t choose just one of the two. Pleasure without pain didn’t suit me.

But Hajin… seemed to be able to focus on sexual pleasure alone. I understood how this happened. He was being honest. As I said, the result of accepting his own desires without denying them was this shape.

• Oh, it can’t be helped.

‘Really?’

• …

‘Anyway.’

After the Iron Bear Tribe member left and the reconstruction was over, his body returned to normal. I sighed and restored my clothes, saying.

“It’s too late anyway. Because of someone who’s become a bitch.”

• …Sorry.

“More than that, I messed with the reconstruction spell a bit.”

• Huh? What? How?

I didn’t answer. I just excluded the egg from the reconstruction target.

* * *

Shuriel headed to Astra alone. No, not alone, but carrying a body that couldn’t be counted as one.

He didn’t say a word throughout the carriage ride. He was usually quiet, but he would often utter trivial words, but this time he maintained a chilling silence that even the coachman felt fear.

The maids and coachman were very curious about the box Shuriel was carrying on his back, but the murderous gaze that flew at them the moment they looked at the box forced them to quickly turn their heads.

• Deolkeong, deolkeong.

Shuriel lowered his head and tried not to think about anything. The moment a stray thought crept in, dark clouds would spread and lightning would strike.

That’s how the wheels rolled. Passing through the well-paved land to the capital, Taleon. And to Astra, where all the stars gather.

“――We have arrived.”

Shuriel’s world was shattered by the coachman’s one word that he heard at last. He chased away the dark clouds that had come again and slowly opened his eyes.

“….”

Without a word, he got out of the carriage with the box on his back. Shuriel was wearing a large hood that rarely covered even his eyes.

The people of the capital looked at Shuriel, who had covered his entire body, with strange eyes. The large box on his back added to the strangely monastic feeling.

Without a moment’s hesitation, he headed to Astra.

He had to meet Aileen. For some reason, he didn’t know why――if it was Aileen, his daughter who seemed to know the solution, who had inherited the magical talent of the Arch Mage and the Cheonmujiche of Lushellini……

“Who are you?”

The guard guarding the main gate of Astra glared at Shuriel, who was wearing a hood, with wary eyes.

“I came from Lushellini. Get out of my way.”

The guard was frightened by the Lushellini insignia he showed and the terrible murderous intent he felt from his unseen face, and stepped back.

He forgot to hand over the identification tag for outsiders and let Shuriel inside.

‘Astra.’

It was a place he had never seen before. It was a feeling he had never felt before, and a place he had never even thought of.

If he hadn’t walked the path of the proxy, he might have come here. But unfortunately, such an assumption was meaningless.

‘East Hall, Women’s Dormitory.’

Shuriel shook off his stray thoughts and went straight to meet Aileen.

• Sareuk, sareureuk…

It was then.

Shuriel frowned at the gentle breeze that tickled his hair. It was because the wind, which he thought would blow once and be done, continued to blow, increasing its size.

“…?”

He realized that this was the spirit of the wind.

He doesn’t seem to have any affinity for spirits, but he has felt a similar phenomenon before.

Kardrasil. The last stronghold of the Elves. It was when all sorts of spirits gathered in front of the World Tree and tormented him.

‘…Aileen.’

Shuriel squeezed his eyes shut.

Aileen――his daughter had sensed his presence.

Realizing that fact, he bit his lip and stopped.

• Sareuk, sareureuk…

A storm is brewing.

The storm blowing from the East Hall dormitory could not control its power and began to push away everything around it.

But it wasn’t violent. Aileen’s storm knew restraint and never knocked down the things that were pushed away.

‘She’s coming.’

The storm was blowing towards only one person.

It was blowing towards Shuriel.

“….”

Finally, feeling the flow of the wind and carefully opening his eyes, he realized that he was in the middle of the eye of the storm.

The eye of the storm was calm.

She. Despite having the power to destroy everything, she knew how to show kindness to her deepest self.

Shuriel enjoyed the kindness and took a step forward. Finally, when the storm reached its peak, he did not reject the wind.

And, he calls the storm.

“Aileen.”

At that moment.

The storm stopped.

In the blink of an eye, it evaporated without a trace, leaving only traces of soil swept away.

But instead, in the place where the eye of the storm had been, stood a red-haired girl. A girl with an unforgettable red color――

“―Dad.”

• Warak.

The storm answers.

Shuriel did not refuse the hand that pulled him in.