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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Teottry
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“Mother, what was that about? Having a daughter?” An unexpected voice came from behind her. Startled, Adelia turned around.
Usebia stood at the top of the stairs, her hand on the railing, staring at her. Adelia’s heart sank, as if she had been caught red-handed.
“It was about Eric’s wife. She’s planning to have another child, but she’s having trouble conceiving, so she asked me for advice. Ah, Eric is your uncle.” Adelia lied reflexively, forcing a smile as if nothing was wrong.
It was the worst possible choice. Usebia’s face hardened, her gaze sharpening, becoming uncharacteristically harsh for a daughter looking at her mother.
“You’re lying.”
“W-What…?” Adelia realized she had made a terrible mistake only after Usebia’s blunt accusation.
Her heart, which had momentarily calmed down, began to race again. Meanwhile, Usebia’s gaze grew colder.
“I heard everything. Your conversation with that… uncle of mine.”
Usebia, overcome by curiosity upon seeing a strange man enter her mother’s room, had eavesdropped on their conversation.
Adelia froze, paralyzed by panic. She had no idea how to resolve this situation.
Would it have been better to tell the truth from the beginning? But it was too late for regrets.
“Usebia, it’s a misunderstanding. I can explain.”
“A misunderstanding? Stealing your daughter’s lover is a misunderstanding?”
“I was trying to protect you from the shock. I was going to tell you later.” Adelia hastily approached Usebia, reaching for her hand.
Usebia coldly rejected her touch. Adelia recoiled, clutching her hand, which was now red from the impact.
Usebia’s eyes flickered with concern at the sight of her mother’s hand, but only for a moment.
“Later when? After you marry Allen? Or after you have his child?”
“Usebia, this isn’t a marriage I desire. You know I dislike Sir Allen.”
“Then refuse!”
“A marriage between nobles is a union between families. There’s no room for personal feelings. The only consideration is the mutual benefit of both families.”
That was why many noble marriages were in name only. Of course, the husband was expected to respect his wife, and the wife was expected to bear children to continue the family line.
That was the duty of marriage.
“I don’t want to hear it! You should have refused! He’s the man I love!”
“It’s for the family. We had no choice.”
“We…?”
“Have you forgotten that you also have Dressten blood?”
Despite having married into the Rasino family and changing her name, Adelia still prioritized her birth family, the Dresstens.
She had even subtly encouraged her children to do the same. That was one of the reasons the late Baron had grown distant from her.
“I’m the Baron of Rasino.”
“Usebia, this is for your own good. Sir Allen treats you poorly. I wouldn’t hesitate to sacrifice myself to save you.”
“Is that what I wanted?” Usebia scoffed at her speechless mother.
“Don’t try to justify yourself. It’s disgusting.”
“You…!”
Adelia’s eyes trembled with shock, but that was nothing compared to what followed. Usebia’s smirk widened.
“You’re like a dirty bitch, lusting after your daughter’s man! I’ll never let you have Allen. Never…!”
Usebia scoffed and turned away. She ordered a servant to prepare a carriage and escort, then left Polton, heading for Roxwood.
Adelia, snapping out of her shock, followed.
‘I can’t let him find out. Never…!’
Usebia would immediately inform Allen of Eric’s scheme. To a daughter who had assassinated her own father for love, family meant nothing.
Allen would then use this as justification to break the alliance with Dressten.
Dressten would have helped Allen conquer Count Bruah’s territory and gained nothing in return.
On the contrary, they would have helped strengthen a potential enemy.
To Adelia, who valued her family above all else, like any true Dressten, that was unacceptable.
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“It’s a shame we lost Andril.”
Andril was cunning and cold-blooded enough to prioritize survival over greed. As Otto had warned, he was likely to become a future threat.
However, his escape had also benefited us greatly.
Thanks to his meticulous packing of the Count’s fortune, we didn’t have to search for it.
Moreover, with the Count’s mistress, who effectively acted as the lady of the house, gone, we were able to seize control of Roxwood, which was in temporary chaos, without bloodshed.
And because the ruling class had already looted the city, none of the citizens complained when I executed them. On the contrary, they cheered as if I were a conquering hero.
And with Andril taking all his followers with him, one faction of the opposition had vanished completely.
In effect, he had helped me seize control of Roxwood in a short period. That was why I didn’t harbor much resentment towards him.
“I’ll leave the remaining remnants to you.”
“Yes, sir. Your command is my will.”
Of course, my influence extended only to Roxwood. I dispatched Muel, Dreng, and Zant to conquer the rest of Count Bruah’s territory.
They were to kill those who resisted and take the children of those who surrendered as hostages.
My role was internal affairs. I had to understand how the Count’s territory had been managed and improve upon it. My ambitions didn’t end here.
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“Allen! Is it true that you’re going to marry my mother?!”
Usebia arrived a week after I took control of Roxwood.
She arrived unannounced and immediately confronted me without even a greeting, her disheveled hair and sweat-drenched brow indicating her haste.
“You should have at least eaten something before coming.”
I dismissed the officials who were lined up to report to me and turned to face Usebia, who was clearly agitated.
“Where did you hear that?”
“I overheard my mother and uncle talking! Ah, that’s not important right now! Are you really going to marry my mother? You’re not, are you?”
“What did Adelia say?”
“My mother can’t disobey Count Dressten.”
That was unexpected. Adelia had made no secret of her dislike for me. And yet, she had agreed to the marriage as soon as Eric mentioned it?
“Even though she dislikes you, her daughter’s betrothed?”
“Even after being a part of the Rasino family for over twenty years, she still prioritizes her birth family over us.”
I lacked information on the Dressten family. They had fallen so quickly in my previous life.
My only interaction with them had been Eric appearing as an enemy in the late game.
“Hmm…”
In any case, it was a strange situation. She had no choice but to marry me, even if she disliked me? Usebia’s eyes trembled as she saw my smile.
“Don’t tell me… it’s true…?”
“Yes. I’m going to marry Adelia.”
“You said you loved me! You said I was delicious! Don’t tell me… you’re already tired of me? I’ll do better. Please… please don’t abandon me…”
Her sharp voice gradually softened into a sob. She sank to the floor and crawled towards me, clinging to my leg.
She then pulled down my trousers. My flaccid penis flopped out.
She didn’t seem to mind and tried to put it in her mouth. I stopped her by placing my hand on her forehead.
“W-Why…?”
Her eyes trembled. She looked like an abandoned puppy, left in a box under a bridge.
“You’ve become quite impudent. Trying to take a reward without your master’s permission.”
I used the word “master” to imply that our relationship would continue.
Usebia flinched, understanding my meaning, then smiled sweetly. She bowed her head and kissed my shoe.
“I-I’m sorry…”
“Fortunately, it seems I don’t need to retrain you. And if you want to be loved, you should focus on fulfilling your role, not throwing tantrums.”
“You’re right… I made a mistake. Please forgive me, Master…”
“No. You must be punished.”
Usebia looked up slightly, her eyes glowing with desire. Her voice was sweet and syrupy.
“P-Punished…?”
“Hmm. What would be appropriate… Ah, first, disrobe.”
“B-But someone might come in…”
she said, even as she began to undress.
Despite being in an unfamiliar place, she showed no hesitation. She trusted that I, her master, wouldn’t harm her.
She was already completely subservient to me.
Her snow-white skin, her pert breasts, and her ample hips were revealed.
Usebia squirmed, seemingly embarrassed, but it only made her more alluring.
“Present your ass.”
Usebia turned, presenting her hips, pushing them out slightly. They were firm yet soft.
“Haa…”
I gently kneaded them, and Usebia writhed.
“Have you forgotten that you’re being punished?”
“N-No… Master, please punish your slave…”
-Slap.
I slapped her buttocks as she had requested. I had controlled my strength, but a red handprint appeared on her pale skin.
“Haa…!” Despite the sting, Usebia moaned. I could see the dampness glistening between her buttocks. She was aroused by the spanking.
It was proof that Usebia, like a blank canvas, had been completely painted in my colors.
After a few more slaps, fluids began to trickle down her thighs. I had trained her well, but she was truly a lewd creature.
“Ahem. You’re being punished.”
“I-I’m sorry… Master, your touch feels so good…”
“Are you blaming me?”
“No! It’s not your fault! My body is just too lewd!”
Usebia hastily added, glancing nervously at me. Her gaze, however, lingered on my cock, which had become erect.
It had been a long period of abstinence due to the war. My cock twitched towards Usebia.
Usebia swallowed hard.
“Do you want this?”
I asked, grabbing my cock and shaking it. It swayed like a reed, both thick and long.
Usebia’s eyes glowed with desire.
“Yes… I’ve reflected on my actions. Please… please reward me, Master…”
“Then there’s something you’ll have to do.”
As if on cue, Usebia spread her legs slightly and pushed her hips forward, spreading her labia with both hands.
Her pussy, which had been penetrated by me countless times, was still a delicate shade of pink.
Her slick, glistening inner flesh was exposed. A surge of fluids gushed out, soaking her thighs.
Usebia, her arousal evident, smiled sweetly and said,
“Master… please take your slave’s pussy…!”
“I grant you permission.” Usebia, smiling brightly, stepped towards me and impaled herself on my erected cock.
She had struggled to even accommodate the tip during our first time, but now, she swallowed it whole in a single motion.
“Haaa…! It’s… so hot…! It feels so good…! So good…!”
Her pussy, perfectly molded to my cock, was like a lock and key. Not only her mind, but also her body, had been completely consumed by me.
Her inner walls pulsed rhythmically, stimulating my cock.
I felt a surge of fluids as her insides clenched. She had come from the penetration alone.
She buried her face in my shoulder, moaning softly.
“Haa… haa… Master, I love you…”
It wouldn’t be bad to simply enjoy her like this. After all, the night was still young.
I stroked her back gently and whispered in her ear,
“The marriage is merely a means to secure an alliance with Dressten.”
“My uncle said I have to bear a child as proof of the alliance… your child and mine. Will you… will you have sex with my mother…?”
“Your child comes first.” Usebia’s head snapped up. Her eyes trembled as we gazed at each other, our breaths mingling.
Her pussy tightened around my cock, as if trying to squeeze it, even though I hadn’t moved.
“M-My child and yours…?”
“Do you not want to have a child?”
“Of course I do! I would love to. Our child will be so cute, don’t you think? Ah… a child with you… I can’t wait to meet them.”
Her fear of being abandoned seemed to have vanished completely. Perhaps the promise of bearing a child, a symbol of our love, would heal her completely.
‘But first, I have to lift the witch’s curse.’
I kissed her softly and whispered in her ear,
“How soon we meet them depends on you.”
“Ah, yes…!”
Usebia wrapped her arms around my neck. Just as she adjusted her position, preparing to move her hips,
“Excuse me.”
The office door opened with a knock. Adelia stood in the doorway, seemingly having rushed over.
She must have been worried about Usebia and followed her. She froze, her eyes widening in shock at the sight of Usebia and me entangled.
“W-What are you doing?! Bringing a whore into your office…!”
She didn’t recognize Usebia. Usebia’s face was buried in my shoulder, her back to the door, but still… she was her mother.
Perhaps she didn’t want to believe that the woman entangled with me in broad daylight in my office was her own daughter.
I stroked Usebia’s trembling back soothingly.
“A whore? Can’t you even recognize your own daughter?”
“M-My daughter? U-Usebia…?”
Adelia stared at Usebia, who was clinging to me, her face shown disbelief.
Usebia flinched, her pussy convulsing around my cock.
If I had been any less experienced, I would have come right then and there.
I lowered my head and whispered in Usebia’s ear,
“Usebia, are you going to stay like this?”
“B-But I’m embarrassed…”
“You might lose me.”
Usebia’s head snapped up, and she looked at me, her eyes wide. I kissed her softly.
“This is your chance to mark me as yours. Show your mother that you’ll never give me up.”
I patted her ass, our prearranged signal to change positions.
Usebia hesitated for a moment, then swung her leg between our bodies, turning to face Adelia.
Her snow-white skin, her pert breasts, her flat stomach, and her pussy, impaled on my cock to the hilt, were all exposed to Adelia’s view.
Adelia stared, her mouth agape.
Emboldened, Usebia smirked and turned her head to kiss me, her gaze still fixed on Adelia.
It was a clear display of dominance.
“Allen is mine! I won’t let you have him, Mother!”
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