How to Survive as a Knight’s Son – Chapter 37

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Teottry
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“You… you tricked me!” Sophia pointed at the prostrate Marie. Marie ignored her as if she wasn’t worth responding to. Instead, she subtly looked up at me.

Her freckles remained, but her slightly fuller face resembled a blooming wildflower. Her body, once like a withered twig, had blossomed into a luscious form, perfectly to my liking.

Her eyes shimmered with a peculiar fervor. As I nodded, Marie shuddered.

“Excuse me.”

Marie carefully lowered my trousers, revealing my flaccid penis, shrunken from the cold.

“Haa…”

Without hesitation, Marie buried her face in my groin, her eyes glazing over as if intoxicated by a fragrance. Licking her lips repeatedly as if parched, she looked up at me again.

Her gaze sought permission. I responded by grabbing her hair and pulling her closer. Marie’s mouth slowly enveloped my penis.

Encased in her warmth, my penis gradually hardened. Marie’s tongue, expertly targeting my weak spots, aided the process.

I leisurely enjoyed the pleasure as I gazed at Sophia.

“Marie is a pragmatic and shrewd woman. The moment she realized that her future husband had died before her eyes, and that she had inadvertently played a part in his death, she knew she would have a strained relationship with her in-laws.”

Slurp, slurp, slurp.

The sound of Marie greedily sucking my penis punctuated my words. I stroked Marie’s hair. Encouraged, her tongue moved even more eagerly.

“In truth, I should be the target of their resentment, but would those ignorant fools dare blame me?”

They needed someone to blame for the death of their family, someone to hold responsible. Marie knew she would become that scapegoat.

After all, humans are cowardly creatures who readily shift blame to an easy target, a convenient scapegoat, when the true object of their resentment is beyond their reach.

“Marie, anticipating her in-laws’ blame, made the first move. She used my name to pressure them, instilling fear to prevent any thoughts of revenge.”

Of course, outwardly, she pretended to be concerned and offer comfort. As a result, Marie’s in-laws, who had once held the position of village head and enjoyed prosperity, abandoned everything and fled in the night.

Naturally, Marie took advantage of the situation, acquiring their land and other assets at a bargain price.

As a result, Marie’s father became the new village head, and Marie, as my mistress, became the new power broker in the village.

“Haa… It’s all thanks to you, Allen.”

Marie briefly released my penis, licked it from base to tip, and smiled sweetly. It was a pathetic attempt at acting cute.

“Take it again. Deeply.”

Marie swallowed hard and took my penis back into her mouth. This time, she opened her throat wide and took me deep inside.

My penis, swollen within her mouth, was thick and long like a club, but Marie persevered, tears welling in her eyes as she struggled to take me even deeper.

She knew that everything she currently enjoyed would crumble without my tacit approval.

Marie was a shrewd woman.

“While she used me, the result was an increase in my influence over the village, so it wasn’t a bad outcome. She even secured false testimonies from the village head and the villagers, so I suppose I can forgive her for that much.”

Of course, I was still annoyed with her audacity, so I punished Marie the day before entering the ancient ruins. Physically.

“You, you…!”

Sophia pointed at me again, her face contorted in shock.

“Why are you so surprised? You should know by now. Roland died by my hand.”

“You…!”

Sophia trembled, glaring at me as if she wanted to kill me. But that was all she could do.

“I don’t understand why you’re so angry. Last time, you begged me to take you, saying you didn’t even remember Roland anymore. You even said I was much better than him.”

Marie, who had been unaware of my relationship with Sophia, widened her eyes. After a moment, she glanced at Sophia, then smirked.

It was a mocking smirk.

“Ugh…!”

Sophia glared at Marie as if she wanted to kill her. If looks could kill, this would be it.

“Hmph.”

Marie scoffed and deliberately began to pleasure my penis. Sophia’s face flushed crimson, as if about to explode.

Ignoring them, I enjoyed the sensation as I broke the seal on the letter. I needed to know what the Baron knew if I was going to deal with him later. That was why I had gone through all this trouble.

Hastily scribbled writing greeted me. Half of the content was excuses, and the other half was pleas.

In short, it was a message urging him to help her before she lost the territory for good.

“No, wait. Is this a threat?”

Upon reading the entire letter, it seemed closer to a threat. It subtly hinted at the Baron’s plan.

She probably intended it as a warning, letting him know that she was aware of his secret, but if I were the Baron, I would have taken it as a threat and eliminated her first.

‘Thanks to her, I now know the whole story.’

The Baron was extremely wary of giving up any land. The problem was that Father’s contributions had been too significant. It seemed the other knights were ready to turn their backs on him if he didn’t reward Father with land.

It was true that few knights would follow a lord who offered no land as bait. In any case, the Baron, pressured into giving up land, couldn’t let go of his greed.

He had devised a plan to reclaim the territory the moment Father became useless, using Roland, who handled the family’s dirty work, and Sophia, who was a distant relative.

It was a classic example of being penny wise and pound foolish.

Seeing this, a thought suddenly occurred to me.

‘I wonder if he did this only to our family?’

The Baron had schemed against his right-hand man, Father. Wouldn’t he have done worse to the lesser vassals?

If, as I suspected, the same plan was being carried out against other vassals, this letter could become a dagger aimed at the Baron’s throat.

With my encounter with the Baron fast approaching, I had acquired a trump card. All thanks to Sophia.

“Master Allen. My Lady has escaped.”

Marie, releasing my penis, spoke cautiously, gauging my reaction. The window, which had been closed, was now wide open. Sophia had escaped while I was focused on the letter.

“I know.”

I pushed my penis towards her again. There was no need to worry. I had taken her horse, so she wouldn’t get far. After filling Marie’s throat with my semen, I resumed the pursuit.

Only one question remained.

Why had Sophia, whom I thought had been conquered, changed her mind? It was time to find out.

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“Haa… Haa… Haa…”

Sophia ran without direction. Her only thought was to escape the manor as quickly as possible.

The Baron’s plan had been exposed. She couldn’t even go to him now. She simply wanted to forget everything and live in hiding where no one knew her.

Was this uncharacteristic decision, unlike her usual extravagant self, driven by fear of Allen, or was there another reason?

“Gasp…!”

The village entrance, which she had reached again, was empty. The villagers who had been crowding the area had vanished like ghosts. It was as if she had dreamt it all.

What was Allen plotting now? Was even her escape part of his plan?

The unseen darkness behind her seemed to ripple. She thought she heard the sound of hooves in the distance. It felt as if Allen, mounted on his horse, would emerge from the darkness at any moment.

“No, I can’t…!”

Suppressing her rising anxiety, she pushed herself onward. The harsh winter wind blocked her path, seeping through her coat and chilling her to the bone. The blood drained from her hands as she clutched her clothes.

The cold and the pain gradually faded. Sophia didn’t even realize she was running barefoot on the frozen ground.

Her nerves were solely focused on the darkness behind her. The sound of hooves continued. It seemed to be following her at a constant pace, as if testing her limits.

Terror etched on her face, Sophia ran again.

Howl~

The sound of the biting winter wind resembled a beast’s roar. The rustling of the bushes made Sophia turn around repeatedly in alarm. It was then, as she stumbled over a rock, that she fell.

“Ow! W-Where am I…?”

It was then that Sophia realized she was in the middle of a thicket, far from the main road.

Her shoes were nowhere to be seen, and her bare feet were bruised and blue. Her body was frozen stiff, like a corpse.

The torch she had dropped when she fell had been extinguished by the strong winter wind. The world was instantly plunged into darkness.

“Ah…”

Sophia trembled, her eyes darting around nervously. The sound of hooves had stopped.

Rustle

Instead, she heard the sound of footsteps crushing the undergrowth. Starting in the distance, the sound grew closer. The faint moonlight illuminated the swaying bushes, and between them, she thought she saw a pair of yellow, glowing eyes.

Sophia drew a palm-sized dagger from her bosom and pointed it in the direction of the sound. The tip of the dagger trembled along with her body, but she didn’t notice.

“A-Allen…?”

Sophia, who had fled to escape Allen, now hoped that the source of the sound was him.

But as the clouds parted and the moonlight strengthened, the source of the sound was revealed to be a beast with glowing yellow eyes.

“…!”

The beast, having approached unnoticed, watched her from the cover of the bushes.

Saliva dripped from its jaws. It was the size of a large dog, but its hooked claws and yellow fangs clearly belonged to a predator that had tasted human flesh.

Rustle. Rustle.

The beast cautiously approached, wary of its surroundings.

“Get back! Go away!!”

Sophia yelled, brandishing her dagger, but her trembling body only confirmed to the beast that she was prey. Finally, deciding that there was no danger, the beast pounced.

“No!!”

Sophia squeezed her eyes shut and thrust her dagger. But a blind thrust couldn’t possibly stop the beast.

The beast twisted its body to avoid the attack and lunged for Sophia’s throat. Saliva dripped from its gaping maw, eager for the taste of human flesh.

Just as its fangs were about to sink into Sophia’s delicate flesh, a flash of light pierced the darkness.

“kaing~“

The beast was thrown back with twice the force of its pounce. It struggled to its feet, but collapsed after a few steps.

Its torso, illuminated by the moonlight, was split in two, blood and entrails spilling out.

Sophia, who thought her attack had succeeded, opened her eyes when she heard the beast’s cries instead of the expected pain.

Her eyes fell on Allen, sheathing his sword after wiping the beast’s blood from it.

Her body froze.

“A-Allen…”

I smiled and extended my hand.

“It’s dangerous to wander the forest at night, Mother. Let’s go back.”

“No!”

Sophia pointed the dagger, which had been aimed at the beast, at me. She should have given up by now, but she remained resolute.

“Why? Do you think the Baron will welcome you if you return like this? He’ll probably have your head, if only to create a scapegoat. My embrace would be much warmer. Don’t you remember the nights we spent together?”

“Don’t come any closer!”

Sophia backed away, still pointing the dagger at me.

I couldn’t understand her. I couldn’t give up either. She was a woman who had once been my mother, at least in name.

Her appearance was also to my liking. Where else could I find such a duplicitous woman, whose rebellious gaze belied her honest body? Just as I approached her, intending to take her by force,

My foot bumped against something. I looked down and saw a small leather pouch lying on the ground. As I picked it up, Sophia frantically patted her body.

“G-Give that back!”

Could this be her emergency funds, the ones even Bertio couldn’t find? I opened the pouch, but instead of jewels, I saw seeds. There weren’t many, and strangely, they had all sprouted.

“Don’t tell me.”

Sophia, catching my gaze, dropped her dagger. She clutched her stomach with both hands and stumbled backward.

It was then that I understood why I hadn’t been able to completely break Sophia.

“You’re pregnant. With Roland’s child.”

My heart turned cold. An incomprehensible rage welled up inside me. The sight of her willing to risk her life for her child was infuriating. Was it because it wasn’t my child?

“Ahhh…”

Sophia, her secret exposed, turned and fled. Without a torch, without a weapon to protect herself.

I simply watched as she shrank into the distance and disappeared into the darkness. She was a potential threat, but I couldn’t bring myself to kill a pregnant woman.

That was probably due to the memories I had regained from my past life. Still, I wasn’t worried.

“Kyaaa~”

Sophia’s scream echoed faintly in the distance, followed by the roar of a hungry beast. The scream and the roar mingled chaotically. The metallic scent of blood drifted on the wind.

I stared into the darkness for a while longer, then turned away. The scream and the roar had already faded.

The world, shrouded in darkness, was silent once more, as if nothing had happened.

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Dayum the stepmum is actually bold🤣