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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Teottry
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“Haaa…!”
Eleanor’s mind went blank as the searing heat of my dick filled her.
The first time this large, thick dick had pierced her, she had only felt pain. Now, it was pure pleasure.
It wasn’t just simple pleasure. It was a tidal wave of ecstasy, wave after wave crashing over her, pushing her beyond her limits.
“Oh no…! I… I…! Sob…!”
She cried out like an animal. Whenever my dick accidentally slipped out, she would rub her clitoris to maintain her arousal, her other hand searching for my dick and guiding it back inside her.
Later, she even wrapped her legs around my waist to prevent such mishaps.
Then, as her body went limp in the afterglow of her climax, she watched with unfocused eyes as her beloved Anya was ravished by Allen.
‘I… I have to stop him…!’
Eleanor couldn’t tell if she wanted to stop Allen to protect Anya, or because she wanted to be in Anya’s place.
The latter became clear when Allen, having deeply marked Anya, returned to her, and Eleanor watched Anya’s body tremble with ecstasy.
“Ahh~”
Allen was merciless. He pinned Eleanor’s delicate body beneath his much larger frame, holding her captive as he ravaged her. All she could do was moan and whimper as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.
The mere memory of last night, of her desperately craving and clinging to Allen like an animal, sent shivers through her womb and set her body ablaze. Eleanor, stepping out of the wooden bathtub, carefully spread her legs.
“Haa…”
A gush of semen spilled out, coating her thighs. Despite repeatedly washing herself with her fingers, there was no end to the remnants of last night.
“I… I might be pregnant…”
With that much semen, it would be a miracle if she wasn’t pregnant. An unwed pregnancy, and with a bastard child of a man she didn’t love? Eleanor didn’t know how to handle this.
“Did you enjoy it, though?”
Anya, entering the bathroom with a bucket of warm water, approached Eleanor from behind and gently embraced her.
“N-Not at all.”
“Liar. You were bucking your hips like a bitch, trying to get his seed.”
“I-I didn’t do that…”
“Really? Look me in the eye and say that.”
Eleanor couldn’t meet Anya’s gaze. She had succumbed to the pleasure Allen offered, losing their bet.
If she had at least maintained her pretense of dislike until the end, she would have had an excuse, but she had been eagerly awaiting her turn, even masturbating in anticipation.
She should be grateful she hadn’t joined in when Anya and Allen were together.
“So, any man will do? You’re just a dirty slut who’ll spread her legs for anyone. If you weren’t so powerless, you would have invited a bunch of men to your room long ago, wouldn’t you?”
“No! My love is only for you, Anya! I only slept with your brother to protect you…!”
“Using me as an excuse? After enjoying yourself so much you filled your pussy with his cum?”
“No… Haa…!”
Before Eleanor could deny it, Anya’s hands roamed her body. Eleanor’s body, still sensitive after hours of pleasure, trembled beneath Anya’s touch.
“Well, I can understand being attracted to him. He’s handsome, tall and strong, a perfect man. And after tasting his monstrous dick, you’ll never be able to escape his grasp.”
Anya’s warm breath in her ear brought back memories of Allen’s face, his body, and the massive dick that had so thoroughly ravaged her.
The mere thought sent shivers through her womb and made her pussy clench. Eleanor bit her lip, trying to suppress the pleasure.
“Physical pleasure is nothing compared to true love. No matter what he does, my love is only for you, Anya. So please, end your relationship with him.”
“I can’t live without Brother. My body and soul already belong to him. Can’t we just… be together like yesterday?”
“That’s not love!”
“What’s the big deal? As long as it feels good.”
Eleanor splashed water over herself, washing away the remnants of last night. She put on a robe and tightened the belt.
“I’ll save you Anya.”
‘No matter what it takes.’
Eleanor’s love for Anya was genuine. She would do anything to reclaim Anya from Allen.
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Having left the two unconscious women behind, I inspected the wall construction site early in the morning, then, upon returning to the castle, i immediately went to my office.
“You wanted to see me?”
It was because Eleanor had summoned me. She looked at me with the same wary, hostile gaze as at our first meeting.
“How can I get you to leave Anya alone?”
“Wasn’t that already settled? You agreed to satisfy me in exchange for me leaving Anya alone.”
“I’m changing the terms. Open the box.”
A large box, as big as my torso, sat on the massive round table. Inside, amongst gold and jewels, was the hilt of a sword.
“You wanted the Trollsblade, didn’t you? I’ll give it to you. All the gold and jewels as well! I can even give you the rest of the fishing rights.”
Eleanor, realizing she couldn’t satisfy me with her body, was offering everything she had to save Anya.
I closed the box dismissively.
“Would you trade Anya for such paltry trinkets if you were the Lord?”
Eleanor bit her lip.
“I would never. But you’re different, aren’t you? I can sense it. Your feelings for Anya aren’t love.”
A woman’s intuition, perhaps? I had been with many women, yet I didn’t understand love. I simply wanted to possess them.
Yet, Eleanor’s words felt condescending because I knew she wasn’t so different from me.
“We’re not so different. You don’t truly love Anya either.”
“Don’t compare me to you!”
Eleanor yelled, her face flushed. A cornered dog barks the loudest. That’s what her outburst felt like.
“Don’t deny it. We’re surprisingly alike. True love is putting the other person’s needs before your own. If we truly loved Anya, we wouldn’t have started this forbidden relationship.”
“How dare you presume to know me?!”
“I know one thing for certain. You yearn for an ordinary life. You cling to Anya because you mistakenly believe she’s the only one who can grant you that.”
Eleanor, with her unusual albinism and her ability to bring misfortune to those around her, was destined to be alone.
That was why she longed for an ordinary life, for normal relationships, something she could never have.
The problem was the tragedy caused by her desire and the ability that tried to fulfill it.
Her ability drew people to her, as she wished, but it also brought them misfortune. This vicious cycle continued until the Seven Witches’ Gathering in the not so distant future.
‘There’s no need for a Seven Witches’ Gathering. I’m here now.’
Last night’s encounter had confirmed that Eleanor’s ability didn’t affect me. Therefore, there was no reason I couldn’t have her.
“Mistaken?”
“Yes, mistaken. You must have realized by now. There’s another person unaffected by your ability.”
I slowly approached Eleanor. Her face paled, and she began to back away. Then, as her back hit the cold, hard wall, she pointed at me and yelled,
“D-Don’t come any closer!”
I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards me. Eleanor’s face buried itself in my chest. I placed my hand on her waist, pressing her lower abdomen against my groin.
“Gasp…!”
My dick, which had brought Eleanor to the brink of unconsciousness last night, pressed against her lower abdomen. She squirmed, seemingly aware of its presence, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of fear and excitement.
“Aren’t you curious? About an ordinary life?”
“A-An ordinary life?”
I put the coat I had prepared on Eleanor, had her wear glasses with frames made of tortoise shell and lenses of smoked crystal, and, as we left the castle, opened an umbrella.
They were all preparations for Eleanor, who was sensitive to sunlight. She, half-dragged along, couldn’t hide her surprise.
I offered Eleanor my hand.
“If you take my hand, you can go anywhere, freely.”
“I can do that with Anya.”
“Two beautiful women wandering around without an escort would be inviting trouble.”
Eleanor’s ability was powerful enough to allow her to walk through enemy lines unharmed. However, it became unreliable in the presence of other witches.
For example, would she be safe in an attack targeting the witch she was with?
The answer was no.
Therefore, to avoid such mishaps, witches had to stay away from each other. This applied to all witches. Even in the future that would no longer be, witches couldn’t directly cooperate.
The closer they were to the only people who could understand them, the weaker their abilities became.
What an irony. Ultimately, witches were destined to be alone.
‘Though Anya seems to be a bit different.’
Was it because of the different nature of her ability? Anya’s beauty didn’t fade even when she was with Eleanor.
In any case, Eleanor couldn’t be close to others because of her ability, and if she kept Anya by her side to avoid that, her ability would malfunction, exposing her to danger. The outcome was the same.
I was the exception. I had the power to protect Eleanor without being affected by her ability.
“I won’t force you. The decision is yours, My Lady Lord.”
“After dragging me all the way out here?”
Eleanor looked at me incredulously. I shrugged, and she took my hand, shaking her head. Despite her reluctant demeanor, her grip was tight, as if she were clinging to a lifeline.
“You won’t be disappointed.”
“Let’s just go.”
Eleanor seemed strangely excited, and I couldn’t help but notice. However, her lightheartedness didn’t last long.
“Ahh…!”
We reached the city center. Eleanor, who had been avoiding contact with people for fear of her ability harming them, suddenly clung to me as we were engulfed by the dense crowd.
“My Lady Lord, you don’t need to worry about your ability as long as you’re holding my hand.”
“But what if…?”
Eleanor, looking around nervously, was still apprehensive.
“No. I’m certain.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“Because you were just pickpocketed, My Lady Lord.”
Eleanor hadn’t noticed, but the man who had bumped into her earlier was a pickpocket.
She didn’t immediately accept it. Why would she? She had rarely experienced loss in her life. Moreover, to be pickpocketed right after leaving the safety of the castle? It was probably the last thing on her mind.
However, the disappearance of the pouch from inside her robe was undeniable. She trembled and stammered,
“A-A th-thief…?! How…?”
The pickpocket had initially targeted me. I stood out in the crowd.
However, his eyes then fell on Eleanor, who was looking around like a country bumpkin arriving in the city for the first time. He couldn’t believe he had missed such easy prey.
“W-We have to go back. Now.”
Eleanor tugged on my clothes and urged me. Without the powerful protection of her luck, she was as vulnerable as a newborn.
“It’s alright. I’m here.”
I embraced her tightly. The firm hold seemed to have a calming effect. Eleanor’s trembling gradually subsided. Finally regaining her senses, she struggled.
“E-Everyone is watching…!”
“No one is paying that much attention to a couple embracing.”
“Anya is the only one I would consider my lover.”
I shrugged and released Eleanor. However, she didn’t move away. Instead, she clung to my clothes, as if afraid of being swept away by the crowd.
“You were so eager to escape just now.”
“Th-There are too many people! What if you get lost?”
“I’m the infamous scoundrel of Quaran. I’m not likely to get lost. So you don’t have to worry about me.”
Eleanor, having used me as an excuse, pouted and glared at me.
“You’re truly wicked.”
“What did you expect from a scoundrel? Shall we go then?”
I wrapped my arm around Eleanor’s waist, pulling her close, and resumed walking.
Eleanor, who had been so reluctant earlier, now, having started her tour of the city, was as excited as a child at an amusement park, seemingly forgetting that I was her rival for Anya’s affections.
This only proved that what Eleanor truly desired wasn’t Anya, but the ordinary life she represented.
“Why are you walking so slowly?”
Once she was comfortable, she even took the lead, pulling me along by my arm. Just as I was about to surrender to her boundless energy,
“Would you two like your fortunes told?”
A voice from a dark alleyway between buildings caught our attention. Inside a small tent, a hunched old woman, her face hidden beneath a hooded robe, beckoned us.
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Guess what time it is, fortune tellers! 😏 Can you guess what the result will be?
Thanks for the chappie !