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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Xrecker
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Since then, Camilla had frequently observed Dorothea and me having sex, often from right beside the bed.
Practical experience seemed to be more effective for her sex education than reading erotic books.
She had become a professional observer.
Perhaps anxious about my impending departure in a week, Dorothea demanded sex almost daily, and I always obliged.
After all, I would also miss her youthful body once I left the Eastern Front.
Camilla, always present during these encounters, no longer remained a passive observer. She began actively participating, though not in the way one might expect.
It started with double blowjobs, but she gradually became more interested in Dorothea’s slender body, teasing and caressing her as if she were pleasuring herself.
Dorothea, despite her usual bravado, was incredibly sensitive and easily overwhelmed by Camilla’s ministrations, often collapsing in exhaustion after our lovemaking sessions.
Camilla, always stopping short of the final act, seemed mindful of the promise we had made.
I respected her wishes and refrained from crossing that line.
I assumed we would consummate our relationship once her education was complete.
The final week at the Eastern Front passed by in a blur.
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As agreed, I was tasked with leading the troops returning to the rear.
“You’ve worked hard.”
“You’ve worked harder.”
We exchanged pleasantries, as it was our last day together.
Dorothea chuckled and playfully punched my shoulder.
“Don’t lie. I know I’m a pain in the ass. You’ve been putting up with me this whole time.”
I shrugged in response.
A lot had happened in the past month. It felt like a whirlwind of activity.
I looked at the southern section of the fortress, now fully repaired, and then turned to Eva, who was standing beside Dorothea.
I owed her a debt of gratitude.
“Please take care of her.”
Eva, who seemed to understand me better than most, smiled wryly and nodded.
“That’s my job.”
Dorothea, frowning, looked back and forth between us.
“When did you two become so close?”
“A while ago.”
“We even shared carrots.”
Eva grinned meaningfully.
Dorothea, misinterpreting her words, grabbed me by the collar.
“You bastard! Don’t tell me you’ve been sleeping with Eva, too?!”
“Wait! That’s not what happened! Let go of me!”
“…Hmph.”
Realizing her mistake, Dorothea released me and stepped back, a huff escaping her lips.
One more misunderstanding, and she’ll kill me.
I coughed awkwardly and extended my hand to Eva, who had been watching our exchange with amusement.
Eva shook my hand and whispered,
“How did you manage to seduce our commander-in-chief?”
I replied simply,
“Technique.”
“Oh…”
Eva, impressed, stepped back.
Unlike Dorothea, she wasn’t a virgin, judging by the way she kept glancing at my crotch.
She was curious about the tool that had captivated her superior.
“It’s smaller than a male Centaur’s, so don’t get your hopes up.”
Even I couldn’t compete with a horse’s endowment.
I ignored Eva’s disappointed expression and turned back to Dorothea.
“You said your term as commander-in-chief ends in two months? I’ll see you then, Dorothea.”
Dorothea hesitated, perhaps embarrassed by her earlier outburst, then finally said,
“If you abandon me, I’ll kill you.”
It was probably the strongest expression of affection she could manage.
I reached out to stroke her red hair, then stopped, remembering something.
“Here’s a gift.”
I pulled out the aviator sunglasses I had made in the mountains.
While the previous pair had been hastily made, this one was crafted with care.
I placed them on Dorothea’s face and then put on my own pair.
Matching aviator sunglasses.
“You looked good in them before.”
I grinned, and Dorothea, avoiding my gaze, fidgeted with her hair, embarrassed by her own pleasure.
With our final farewells exchanged, we parted ways.
We couldn’t keep the soldiers, who had been waiting at the training grounds since early morning, waiting any longer.
“It’s been a good month, Kaldrash. May the stars and our ancestors guide your journey.”
“May the blessings of the elements be with you, Dorothea.”
Witches and mages were similar, yet different. But ultimately, they both sought knowledge and wisdom, making them kindred spirits.
We parted ways, wishing each other well.
We would meet again in two months.
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The journey from Hamburg Fortress back to the rear was long and arduous.
Without Wyverns, most of the troops had to travel on foot, significantly increasing the travel time.
Thankfully, they were demons and marched much faster than humans. Otherwise, it would have taken even longer.
We made frequent stops at villages along the way, dropping off soldiers who lived nearby, and after two weeks of steady progress, we finally reached our destination: the Demon Lord’s castle.
While our numbers had dwindled significantly since our departure, there were still quite a few soldiers remaining, mostly residents of the village below the castle.
Before heading up to the castle, I stopped by the village and saw Violet, embracing her husband, who had returned from the war.
Her purple fur, as glossy as ever, gleamed in the sunlight. She caught my eye and winked as she embraced her husband.
I understood the meaning of her gaze and, with a silent promise of a future encounter, continued towards the Demon Lord’s castle.
“We’re finally here.”
The Demon Lord’s castle, as always, was an imposing sight.
During my time with the Hero’s party, I had snuck in through a hidden passage. But now, I could enter through the main gate.
We crossed the familiar moat, passed the guard towers, and entered the castle.
“Camilla, you said this was your first time leaving the Demon Lord’s castle for so long, right?”
Camilla, walking beside me, replied,
“Yes. I haven’t had any long-term assignments since becoming a maid.”
“What do you do during your leave?”
The Demon Lord, with his surprisingly good work-life balance policy, wouldn’t deny his subordinates their vacation time.
“I usually spend my leave reading in the Grand Library. I’m not interested in traveling, and I don’t have any living relatives.”
“Ah.”
I realized I had touched a sensitive topic, but Camilla waved her hand dismissively.
“It was a long time ago. I’m not… bothered by it anymore. It’s just a fact.”
She dismissed her personal history and, as we reached the main building of the castle, bowed slightly.
“I have some errands to run. Please, go and rest. You must be tired from your long journey.”
“Where are you going?”
“I need to inform my colleagues of my return. It might take a while, so don’t wait for me.”
“Alright, take your time.”
I was indeed tired, so I decided to go to my room and rest, even though it was still early.
I would report to the Demon Lord after a nap.
I glanced at Camilla’s retreating figure and headed towards my quarters.
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