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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Mod7
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Johan, carrying the exhausted Evangeline and the unconscious Adelheid, arrived at the hotel and unceremoniously dumped them both in the bathroom.
He turned on the shower, washing the seawater from their bodies. Adelheid, jolted by the cold water, snapped awake.
“Gasp—! W-what is this…!”
“You’re awake, Commander.”
“Gah! Splutter! Stop, stop!”
She froze the water stream and glared at Johan.
She was too weak to stand, so she just stared up at him, her eyes full of resentment.
She then looked at Evangeline, who was still being doused with water, and asked,
“What happened?”
“What do you mean? You two fought, and my master won.”
“…I lost?”
Johan, seeing the disbelief in her eyes, splashed her with water again.
“Yes. You’re a million years too early to be challenging my master.”
Johan then gently lifted the soaked Evangeline and carried her out of the bathroom.
Adelheid, left alone, watched the water dripping from the ceiling and considered his words.
‘A million years too early…’
It was a ridiculous statement. She was strong enough, had lived long enough. Another million years wouldn’t make a difference.
She would grow stronger, but so would Evangeline. If she couldn’t win now, she probably never would.
‘Is he telling me… to give up?’
Accepting her fate wasn’t easy. But the solitude of the bathroom was a good place to contemplate her defeat.
After a few moments of reflection, she composed herself and stood up.
She wouldn’t let one defeat break her. She had learned resilience from humans.
“Hmm. Come to think of it, she couldn’t stand either. So it was a draw… and if it was a draw, I have no reason to be afraid.”
Adelheid, having regained her confidence, left the bathroom. And saw Johan, on the bed, raping Evangeline like an animal.
“Haaah—! Hah, haaah—! Johan, Johaaaan—!!”
Adelheid, hearing Evangeline’s cries, quickly retreated back into the bathroom.
The room was surprisingly soundproof; she hadn’t heard anything from outside.
Wondering if she’d imagined it, she cautiously opened the door and peeked inside.
“Hnnn—♥!”
She hadn’t imagined it.
She saw Johan’s back, his powerful thrusts, his large penis sinking into Evangeline’s vagina.
‘Why are they… mating… here…?’
Before she could process the scene, Johan continued his assault.
Though she had just been rejected, seeing the man she desired having such rough, passionate sex—it was enough to reignite the spark in her heart.
She felt a surge of desire, a raw masculinity she had never experienced, and she reached down, touching herself.
—Squish.
…Squish, squish.
Slap, slap, slap, slap—!
“Haaaaah♥!!”
“Hng… mmpph…”
The hotel room was filled with a cacophony of moans and whimpers.
Two witches, consumed by their lust.
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Even the Witch of Ice couldn’t cool her own desires. After Evangeline had been… replenished by Johan’s mana, she, along with the newly arrived Hecaterina, sat down for a drink.
“So, that whole mess… was because you wanted to fuck him?”
Hecaterina, sipping her drink, summarized the situation with a single sentence.
A petty squabble between two witches over a dick.
It wasn’t inaccurate, so Johan just quietly sipped his drink. Hecaterina chuckled.
“And I had to deal with the aftermath…”
“The aftermath?”
“You think two witches can have a magical duel like that without causing any collateral damage?”
A nuclear explosion would obliterate everything within a multi-kilometer radius. Even with cover, the survival rate was only 30%, and the resulting shockwaves could circle the globe three times.
And they had set off such an explosion right next to the beach. The resort should have been destroyed.
The only reason it wasn’t was because Evangeline had directed the blast towards the sea, Adelheid had reduced the explosion’s entropy to zero, and Hecaterina had used her magic to protect the resort.
“Come to think of it, you’re right.”
“Of course I am. The fact that this hotel is still standing should have been a clue.”
“…I’m… a little scared of you now.”
“That’s why I was able to do it.”
Hecaterina proudly declared that the hotel was still standing because of her.
The Witch of Terror. Her magic could manifest anything that inspired fear.
An unkillable monster was terrifying. So she was unkillable.
A hotel that continued to operate even after a nuclear explosion… was also terrifying. So it continued to operate.
‘When I think about it… her magic is just as broken as Master’s…’
A magic that could manifest anything terrifying? Just as absurd as Evangeline’s love magic, which could alter the fundamental properties of gravity.
Hecaterina, her confidence bolstered, as if reading his thoughts, offered Johan a snack.
“Here.”
“…Why?”
“Because your big sister is giving it to you. Eat up.”
Johan, though puzzled by her sudden generosity, accepted the snack. His saliva touched her fingers, and Hecaterina, as if showing off, licked them clean.
“Hey… what are you doing?”
“What? Just cleaning my fingers.”
“But… my saliva…”
“Your saliva? Why should I care?”
She said this, looking at Evangeline. Evangeline, not to be outdone, called out to Johan.
“Johan! Come here!”
She patted the seat next to her. Johan sat down, and she put a cracker in her mouth and leaned forward.
“Here, eat.”
“…Like this?”
“You don’t want it?”
The intention was obvious, but Johan, resigned, took the cracker from her lips.
As their lips met, Evangeline took the opportunity to steal a kiss.
After a long, passionate kiss, she smirked at Hecaterina.
“…Are you always like this?”
Adelheid, watching them, asked Johan. He just chuckled and nodded.
Though she had imagined being his lover, she had never imagined being in the middle of such a chaotic, competitive relationship. Adelheid felt a chill.
Was it normal for a person’s heart to be so… fickle? As she was contemplating this, Evangeline, taking a bite of a cracker, issued a warning.
“Yes, I have my hands full with Johan and his… harem. So don’t even think about it.”
“…You’re not the only one?”
“There are five others! Even I, his master, think he’s a hopeless philanderer! This guy! I can’t believe him! One more time!”
Evangeline, saying this, kissed Johan again. Adelheid stared at him, dumbfounded.
Two was already a handful, but seven? This was insane. And Johan, who was involved with all of them, was just as insane.
As an Imperial soldier, accustomed to monogamy, she couldn’t understand.
‘What is it about him…? What does he have that makes witches so crazy…?’
And paradoxically, the knowledge that he had seduced seven women at once… only made him more desirable.
A spark ignited in her heart, which she had thought extinguished.
She stared at Johan, her eyes full of a new, burning desire.
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Rumble…
The deep sea.
An unknown realm, untouched by the humans of this era.
A colossal monster, slumbering in the abyss, opened its eyes.
—Hummmmm—
An ultrasonic wave, emanating from the monster, spread throughout the ocean.
The sea monsters, hearing the call of their king, began to stir.
Leviathan, awakened, sensed the cause of the disturbance.
Energy released through nuclear fission and fusion.
The monster awakens when humanity acquires the means to destroy itself.
It awakens and cleanses the world. To fulfill its duty, the monster began to ascend.
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