I Reincarnated into a Game Filled with Mods – Chapter 116

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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My head spun.

I tried to think, but the black lingerie that filled my vision and the sweet, fruity scent made it difficult to concentrate.

My mind kept drifting elsewhere.

“Where are your thoughts wandering? I asked you a question.”

A voice, laced with a hint of excitement, urged me on.

The leg on my shoulder playfully swung back and forth, her heel nudging my lower back.

The fruity scent emanating from her vulva grew stronger.

Now, I could feel not only a slight dampness but also a faint warmth.

Cecilia bent her right knee further, pulling my body closer.

The already small distance between us narrowed even more.

My nose was about to touch the slit between her thighs.

The silhouette beyond her damp lingerie, clinging to her skin, was clearly visible.

If I remained silent any longer, she would surely rub my face against her vulva.

This wouldn’t do.

“I am.”

“Oh?”

The right leg that had been pulling me stopped.

My body, which was about to be buried in her vulva, also came to a halt in a precarious position.

I seized the opportunity and continued.

“What subject of the Empire wouldn’t be interested in the Empress who rules over them?”

“…….”

The rough texture of her lingerie brushed against the bridge of my nose.

We were so close that I felt like my breath could be felt on her skin.

It was a truly precarious situation.

I let out a sigh.

As soon as I did, Cecilia’s leg, and the thigh pressed against my face, trembled.

The muscles in her thigh tightened around my face.

I changed my mind.

It wasn’t that I felt like my breath could be felt on her skin, it was that it could be felt.

Judging by Cecilia’s reaction, there was no doubt about it.

“A subject… Yes, I suppose that’s true. A very clever answer.”

Her voice was noticeably colder than before.

The leg that had been pinning my shoulder loosened.

Just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, thinking it was finally over, Cecilia, a chilling smile on her face, bent at the waist even further.

“But there’s one problem.”

Her lips touched my ear.

I could feel their soft texture against my skin.

At the same time, her knee, which had seemed to loosen, pressed down on my shoulder even harder.

Holding me firmly in place with her knee, she whispered softly into my ear with her signature chilling voice.

“What subject in this world would bury their nose in their ruler’s crotch and sniff their scent so shamelessly?”

The words “It wasn’t my fault, you forced me to do it, and I never sniffed shamelessly” circled in my mind.

But they were just thoughts.

I wasn’t stupid enough to blurt out what was on my mind in front of the Empress.

Who knows what she would do to me?

Her lips, which had been pressed against my ear, teasingly tracing my earlobe, moved away.

But the smile on Cecilia’s face had become even crueler.

It sent shivers down my spine.

Tap.

Her leather boot nudged me back slightly.

As the strong fruity scent that had been lingering on the tip of my nose faded, I finally regained control of my body.

Cecilia, her face adorned with a chillingly beautiful smile, looked down at me, crossing her legs.

Her vulva, which had been exuding a sweet fruity scent, disappeared between her thighs.

As I quickly tried to kneel, a curt voice stopped me.

“Not there.”

A long, slender finger pointed diagonally across the throne.

It was a spot where I would be facing the same direction as Cecilia.

I rose and moved to the indicated spot without a word.

Only after stopping me from kneeling did Cecilia turn her head to look down at Aurora and the Knight Commanders.

Naturally, I was left standing diagonally behind the throne, looking down at the Knight Commanders along with Cecilia.

“Raise your heads.”

At her command, Aurora and the Knight Commanders, who had been staring at the floor, straightened their postures.

Surprise and curiosity flickered in their eyes as they looked at me.

I was also quite curious as to why I was in this position.

The rest of the audience was just a formality.

Cecilia asked Aurora how she was doing, and briefly questioned the Knight Commanders.

There was no trace of the excitement, joy, or arousal that had been evident in her voice when she was pinning me between her legs.

Her voice was filled with nothing but indifference.

The audience ended quickly.

It was only natural, considering that Cecilia didn’t seem interested in continuing the conversation.

The atmosphere had become icy, and we quietly retreated from the central hall.

We were only given one cryptic order which was to remain in the Imperial Palace until we were told we could leave.

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“…….”

In the empty central hall, Cecilia sat on her throne, her eyes glazed over with lingering excitement, staring blankly into space.

It was a pose she had struck countless times before when she needed to think, but this time was different.

It was only natural, since she had never experienced such intense excitement and pleasure before.

“Sigh…”

A sigh of excitement escaped her lips.

The truth was, she hadn’t intended to go that far at first.

She had simply wanted to establish who was dominant.

She hadn’t planned on pulling his head between her legs.

But the moment she realized his gaze was fixed on her vulva, an indescribable thrill shot through her spine and spread throughout her body.

It was a sensation she had never experienced before.

Cecilia was no stranger to sexuality.

Though she lacked practical experience due to the absence of a man who satisfied her, she was confident in her theoretical knowledge.

However, no book had ever mentioned the possibility of feeling such intense mental pleasure from a mere gaze directed at her genitals, let alone reaching a faint climax from it.

The unexpected pleasure, precisely because it was unexpected, struck her with even greater force.

‘…Was that all it took? Just being watched?’

At first, she had wanted to make him succumb to desire.

But in the end, it was Cecilia herself who had succumbed.

The moment she realized her most private parts were exposed, an overwhelming wave of pleasure washed over her, and she ended up doing something she had never imagined.

Did he even notice that she had trembled and reached a faint climax when his breath touched her lingerie?

No, he must have noticed.

It wasn’t just the trembling, she had even tightened her thighs around his face.

He couldn’t have missed it unless he was a fool.

As Empress, she should have wanted him to remain oblivious, to preserve her dignity.

But strangely, a part of her wished he had noticed.

It was the first time Cecilia had experienced such conflicting emotions, and it left her feeling deeply confused.

“I knew you would be here, my child.”

“……Minerva.”

A majestic and mysterious voice shattered her thoughts.

Cecilia looked down at the central hall with a hint of annoyance in her eyes.

Minerva was walking towards her, one step at a time, along the red carpet.

“I thought you would be holed up in your Mage Tower, engrossed in research. What brings you here?”

“I came to hear your thoughts.”

“You already know them, don’t you? There’s no need for me to answer.”

“Knowing and hearing are different things. Tell me, my child.”

Cecilia let out a sigh.

Her annoyance was evident, but Minerva simply smiled serenely.

“It was satisfying. I couldn’t have been more satisfied. Is that what you wanted to hear?”

Minerva nodded.

Seeing her predictable response, Cecilia’s frown deepened.

“What are you going to do now?”

“I’m going to make him mine.”

Her golden eyes gleamed.

The murderous intent that radiated from her was so intense that Aurora would have fainted from fear if she had witnessed it, and even the Knight Commanders would have trembled.

“No matter what it takes, no matter the sacrifice, I will make him mine. I won’t let anyone else have him, and no one will dare to covet him.”

Minerva calmly met her murderous intent and chilling glare.

“I understand. Work hard, my child.”

At first glance, it sounded like encouragement.

But Cecilia didn’t miss the hidden meaning behind those words.

It meant: “With your current abilities, it’s impossible. So work hard so that it becomes possible.”

At least, that was what “work hard” meant to Minerva.

“……Explain yourself. What do you mean by that?”

“It’s exactly what I said. Do you really think you can win him over, Cecilia? A man who might become even stronger than you, strong enough to make you submit?”

There was a reason Minerva said these things.

Every person had a concept of “potential,” a limit to how far they could grow.

It was a concept that wasn’t fully understood, and was only known within the Mage Tower.

Most people had ordinary potential.

A few exceptional individuals could hone their talents and achieve some level of fame.

But Delta was different.

Every ability he possessed as a human was close to the theoretical limit.

If he wanted to become a knight, he would leave his name in history.

If he wanted to become a mage, he would be forever recorded in magical texts.

If he wanted to become a priest, he would be revered as a saint for an eternity.

Delta was a man who could achieve anything if he set his mind to it.

Or perhaps, if he could overcome the issue of lifespan, he could reach the pinnacle of every field.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration, considering his potential.

And she wanted to make such a being hers?

Minerva chuckled inwardly at Cecilia’s adorable ambition.

“Just you wait. I’ll succeed without a doubt.”

Cecilia stood up from her throne and declared majestically.

As she was about to open the door behind the throne, Minerva stopped her.

“My child, it’s good to be confident, but don’t be arrogant.”

“…….”

Cecilia paused, then turned to look at Minerva.

Minerva’s face still held a mysterious smile.

“I’m not so foolish as to confuse confidence with arrogance, Minerva. If you’re worried about me, save your breath. But…”

“But?”

Cecilia hesitated for a moment before turning her head away and muttering,

“……If he truly becomes a man capable of making me submit, as you said, then I would be willing to follow him. A man who surpasses even me would be a more than worthy partner for life.”

With those words, Cecilia left the central hall.

Minerva watched her go, her smile still intact, before turning away herself.

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