R4STWH - Chapter 92
Chapter 92
The centuries-old majestic castle walls glowed reddish in the sunset light.
It was a sight I'd seen daily for nearly a month. Yet today, it felt completely different from usual.
"Do you really want me to stop?"
At his words, ground out between clenched teeth,
"Ah, no..."
I shook my head frantically.
If we stopped now, climbing the main building's stairs would be incredibly difficult with my body burning with desire. My undergarments, already soaked through before being removed, would cling and stimulate with every step.
'I might climax right on the stairs...'
What if the servants happened to see such a sight?
In such a state, I would surely break Elias's instruction to never show such things before others and disappoint him.
"More... please?"
What did my request stir in him? The veins in his jaw stood out as he clenched it.
"Alright."
With those words, he pressed his lips together tightly and began moving his hips at a speed incomparable to before.
He wrapped both arms around my repeatedly bouncing body to hold me still and thrust upward in short, powerful strokes.
"Hnn, ah, ngh...!"
My senses, already heightened by the anxiety of not knowing when the carriage might stop at the castle entrance, amplified the pleasure of his embrace several times over.
My senses raced wildly in a single direction. Like being overtaken by a massive tidal wave, I couldn't control even a single finger.
"Elias... Elias...!"
As if it were my only salvation, I called his name while crying and trembling.
Perhaps he too found it difficult to endure this terribly ecstatic sensation?
At some point during our wild rush, he sank his teeth into my nape. Hard enough to leave not just teeth marks but bruising.
Perhaps when pleasure reaches its peak, even pain transforms into sexual stimulation?
After rising rapidly vertically, I finally reached my climax in an explosion. His essence forcefully striking my cervix caused continuous climaxes to shake my entire body.
White, black, then white again. My flickering vision couldn't process any information.
Had I ever been so completely defenseless before?
In this carriage that, despite its sturdy construction, would be inadequate against magical attacks, I panted like prey captured by a predator.
Yet why did I feel so unconcerned?
Because I believed Elias could protect me? No. I wasn't someone who could feel at ease entrusting my life to another person, no matter how close we were.
Then was it because I was confident no being in this world could harm me?
That wasn't it either. This world had now entered its qualification trial period, and top-tier dungeons could appear anywhere at any time. There was no room for carelessness.
Then what could it be?
What allowed me to lie here so lazily in his embrace without a stitch of clothing?
'What if you die from being this careless?'
The answer to that question came easily enough.
'I wouldn't mind dying like this.'
I absolutely didn't want to die. My instincts were programmed to seek survival more than anyone else's.
I just...
When Elias loved me like this, when he desired me so much that he held me with his whole body, when no misunderstandings or conflicts existed between us in this moment.
I desperately wanted to remain in this dazzlingly brilliant instant forever. If death was the only way, I could accept even that.
Because if he finally realizes that we who seem like perfect matches are actually pieces from different puzzles, and looks at me with eyes full of resentment and hatred, it would be more painful than having my limbs torn apart.
Having tasted such immense happiness, I could never... ever return to those times when I had no one by my side.
'I won't give up Elias no matter what. Whatever it takes...'
Just as I was rubbing my tear-dampened cheeks against his firm chest,
A translucent window suddenly appeared, filling my vision.
Qualification Trial (1)
A special quest for dimensional refugees who belong to no world! How determined are you to protect what's precious to you? Can you kill former comrades or stand by as worlds perish?
Talk to Ermitar within 5 days (0/1)
Success Reward: Influence level increase in world E-17ACEM (Current: 4/10 levels)
Failure Penalty: Random appearance of SS-rank monster field
Do you accept this quest? YES / NO
'What...?'
Like most palace structures given to princes and princesses, there was also a solitary cell in the basement of the First Prince's Palace for punishing misbehaving servants.
And currently imprisoned there was a red-haired young man.
He had been known as 'Theo', the Emperor's advisor, but for the past few days he had begun to be called by a different name.
"Ermitar."
It was the name of the evil dragon who had once driven world E-20FUg to destruction.
Thanks to several strokes of luck, Zero had been able to find and capture Ermitar who had been hiding in human form.
The biggest clue had been the Emperor's attitude of constantly suspecting Ilesha.
According to the First Prince's memories that Zero had absorbed, the Emperor had spoken of her possibly being a dangerous entity from the very day Elias had brought her out from the dragon's lair.
He maintained his suspicions even after hearing testimony from those who had witnessed her seemingly frail exterior.
From this, Zero deduced there might be someone by the Emperor's side constantly fueling his anxieties, and thoroughly investigated the surroundings.
His prediction proved correct, and he was able to detect the familiar scent of mana from the red-haired advisor.
Of course, this too would have been impossible without the fortune of obtaining the First Prince's body.
When he first discovered this physical vessel that matched his compatibility perfectly and possessed remarkably excellent qualities, Zero had resolved to claim it by any means necessary.
Then while in pursuit of this goal, he had been attacked and temporarily fell into a coma – it could only be called destiny.
'That Elias or whatever his name was... Whitey probably would have preferred if I'd taken his body instead.'
Still, possessing the First Prince's body had allowed him to capture Ermitar and receive this special quest, so this could be considered the shortcut in the end.
Ermitar, whose name alone had once made the entire land tremble in fear and whose mere shadow had driven people to despair, now sat carelessly slumped on the floor.
Though his hands and feet were bound with restraints that blocked mana manipulation, even without them he showed no signs of wanting to escape, appearing completely listless.
"Aren't you visiting too often? What if I get attached?"
Ermitar glanced at Zero standing before him and grumbled.
"Watch your nonsense."
Zero looked down at Ermitar with a dry gaze devoid of any humor as he pulled over a nearby chair to sit.
"My comrades know your whereabouts now."
At those bluntly spoken words, Ermitar's pupils contracted into thin lines.
Zero's lips twisted crookedly as he read Ermitar's tension.
"What's wrong? Scared?"
"As if."
After firmly denying it, Ermitar hesitantly asked after a moment,
"124 too? Does she know I'm here too?"
"Looks like you miss our Whitey the most?"
"T-That's not it...!"
Despite his obvious fear, Zero continued speaking without concern.
"I should contact Whitey right away."
How could he not know who had made him abandon his lair and frantically hide in the imperial palace? Rather, precisely because he knew, he spoke with an even deeper smile playing at his lips.
"If I tell her you've been waiting eagerly, she'll come running in an instant."
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